Chapter 337: 2 days! Dear

Chapter 337 Two Days! Dear
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The troop movement took most of the morning. When 160,000 knights and 220,000 militiamen arrived at the castle of Gahlis, it was already a hit.
Of course, it is impossible for all the 380,000 troops to pour into the castle. Let alone say that the tactics of the dwelling castle are not right for the knights. Whether the castle of Gahlis alone can accommodate these 380,000 troops is a problem.
What's more, there are two other castles with 20,000 troops each coming here, plus 20,000 people gathered in Gahlis, this is an army close to 500,000 people.
The forty-four thousand army can pull out the name of a million army. Presumably even with this name, many governors will scare the surrender, right? !!
Kailar They are now in the province of Rome, the territory of Lugdun Gaul, in fact the lord of Lugdun Gaul was already scared at this point.
This area was originally the territory of Lancelot, but Lancelot was stationed here for three months, and was wounded by Camerot and wounded back to Rome. Now he will face Carmelo forty-four directly. The Great Army is the archduke of Lugdun Gaul, Quintus Maca.
In the face of this situation, the fifty-four-year-old archduke Quintus-Marca has long lost his head.
He was just trying to get his son up to the end of his term, returning to Rome for a drink, and seeing how the opera ’s small wish was so difficult to die in peace!
As if sitting on a needle felt, he paced back and forth in the room. At the age of fifty, his face was covered with a thick white foundation. Then he painted his lips scarlet, and pulled his sagging chest with a whale bone skirt. The old woman who collapsed tightly on her chest constantly shook the fan and trembled, and every time she trembled, she fell with a thick foundation and looked very scary. She shouted with a sharp voice: "My maca! Maca! What should I do! What the can I do!"
"Shut me up!" Quintus Marca, who was upset by her sharp, slightly Mediterranean accent, yelled, and the woman shuddered.
"Ouch! My poor Manius! My Manius!" She shouted loudly after a moment of stun.
Manius is the young man next to him. His full name is Manius-Marca, and he is the true son of Quintus Marca.
"Mom!" He frowned, his freckled face with unconcealed anxiety: "Father, let us surrender ..."
"Surender ?!" Quintus stared. Shouting: "You mean you want me to be a hereditary roman to surrender to a bunny bun ?!" Bunitalia is the British province number in Rome, which is [a].
Although Carmelo has been independent for nearly 50 years, many Romans still regard it as one of the provinces of Rome. As for the so-called "Carmelo", it is just the title of a group of insurgents. It is for this reason that although the former emperor Claudius regarded Carmelo as a confidant, there were few reasons why the Romans paid attention to it.
"Face to reality! Father!" Manius, who stood up and roared, shouted, "From today we are no longer the Grand Duke of Lugdun Gaul. And Lugdun Gaul It will never be part of the Roman Empire again !!! "
As if exhausted, Quintus suddenly collapsed on the sofa, which was made by Carmelo.
Exquisite silver tableware made by Carmelo.
The brass candlestick carved with a mysterious pattern like an artwork. Made by Carmelo.
The gorgeous soft wool rug with gold fringing was made by Carmelo ...
He looked around, trying to find something that was not made by Carmelo, but he failed.
Exquisite cuisine, practices and origins are derived from Camelot.
Beautiful maid outfit, brought by Camelot.
The knitting and manufacturing of wool came from Camelot.
Everything reminds him, don't be silly, give up resistance. You cannot fight against such a country.
Dejected, his head dropped, and he said lowly, "I see, Manius. Go and make a statement, and I will put on the family seal."
When Kaylar's forty-four thousand troops landed in Rome's territory less than two hours, the document of surrender by the Grand Duke of Lugdun Gaul was already transmitted to Kayal's table. At this time, the 13 knights of the round table were eating lunch around the table!
Kaylar and Altria were sitting at two sides of the long table, but their left and right hands were not the Knights of the Round Table.
In fact, there was Dinissa sitting on the left side of Kailar, and Malia on the right, and they were two of the big sword girls who were qualified to sit in Kailar's left and right hands.
And sitting on the left side of Altria was the white knight, Jeanne.
Sitting on the right-hand side of Altria was the red knight, Modrad.
It's just because they are women in the army, both women are wearing masks, and write down the lower part of the mask and stuff vegetables in their mouths. These two women frequently caused the Knights of the Round Table. Our attention.
Because they were preparing for the war, the Knights of the Round Table did not change into casual clothes, but instead they were eating in a suit-at most they just took down their armour.
The armor is thick and sturdy. It is often relieved by holding only one wooden shield, but it is easily penetrated by the knights. In fact, it is used as a shield in many cases: ordinary swords or swords cannot be cut. Move this thing.
It's as if Altria often likes to use her armor to block arrows and knives.
This is not impossible. In terms of martial arts and battlefield bonuses, this kind of thing is the opposite, but it is easy to do. Of course, although it is easy to use, it is too clumsy to eat.
So the armour was set aside.
When Lieutenant Gahelis handed a surrender statement to Altoria, Altoria opened the letter with a silver knife.
"You just surrendered." Altria frowned, set the letter aside, and inserted a chicken leg in her. "It's so disappointing. It just came over and he surrendered."
Keilal took a sip of wine and ignored her. Dinissa and Milia chuckled. The two of them were not in the military system, and they were not afraid of Altolia. Even Diane watched Altolia grow up. Her little majesty was in Dini There is a cloud in front of Sha!
Of course, other people have endured a lot of hard work. Joan's face turned so red that she had to lower her head to stop eating—estimated to spit it out?
She looked at Kailar, watched Kairal ignore her, and asked resentfully: "Kay, where should we fight next?"
"Do not go anywhere, first distribute this copy as much as possible to other territories, and then we will accept their territories." Kailar continued drinking, sitting gracefully, calmly.
"But Kay, have you thought about our daily food consumption?" Altolia's question made everyone's eyes twitched, and their necks were cramped-you are still embarrassed to ask food questions? If you eat alone, you only need 30 people. Are you afraid that you ca n’t eat enough?
No one asked this, and no one dared to ask.
"One day is enough," Keral said with a smile and put down his glass. "When the sun rises tomorrow morning, everyone should know who should be loyal."
"Then it only takes one day of urgent march to release their military power, requisition the city defense forces and the militia as the main cannon fodder, and then use up the Cameron men to fill it as a skeleton after a large amount of consumption. This area should be properly changed. Is it Cameron ’s realm?
Kailar said with a smile.
He had said it clearly before the war.
This is a military decision made for national independence, mainland hegemony, and future resources. In other words, this kind of struggle between life and death is completely accepted by everyone.
In the West, there is no concept of a win-win situation.
Later on, China gradually brought in the values ​​of Africa, and then flowed from Africa to Europe. There is no market now, and there are so many resources for you to live and die are the true universal values.
For example, the Vikings and Gauls could kill the entire peninsula in order to compete for the peninsula of England. Some of the remaining people went to Ireland and Western Europe. For example, Alexander's short sword was Celtic to Western Europe. Dedicated.
Of course ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The Celtics in this era are not so miserable. They are now rich and strong, tall and burly. They face the Roman dwarf, they have enough confidence to defeat them. they.
In the early morning of the second day, notices of surrender flew from various territories in Lugdun Gaul Province like raindrops.
The next day was a full-scale march. Five thousand and five thousand people set off. The 220,000 militiamen trained by Kailar finally came in handy, no matter how long the distance, no matter how far, an aide, A lieutenant with 5,000 militiamen can reach the opponent ’s territory in one day!
The lieutenant disarmed, the lieutenant copied the house, everything was so harmonious!
Because the front foot just issued a surrender notice, the hind foot resisted something. People in this era are not so cheeky, but as soon as the front foot receives the notice, the hind foot is copied or something. Kailar, the black-bellied politician who passed by, is So cheeky!
In the face of Kailar, who sent 100,000 militiamen all at once, everyone suddenly found that in just two days, the twenty territories of Lugdun Gaul Province had all fallen into Kailar properly. In the pocket, on the third day, Nero, who was far away from Rome, received the battle report.