Glory Riding and Cutting

The Sidon Fortress was in chaos at this time. The soldiers who used to be comrades-in-arms fought each other. The Hebrew cronies reluctantly relied on the fortifications of the castle to resist the onslaught of the rebels. After they assembled a large number of archers, the situation was difficult to maintain.

The door was pushed open with a bang, and a blood-soaked knight rushed into the hall where Hebrew was with a long sword. Then he took off his blood-stained helmet and said loudly to Hebrew:

"My lord! I can't stand it anymore, lead us to break through!"

"No need, there is no need for that, today is destined to be my doomsday, and being able to die before the demise of Gaoling is already the greatest kindness to me! You and I are not short, you know what to do, brothers. Don't die with me, they are still young, take care of them for me!"

The bitter Hebrew stood up and said, in fact, he had long known that this rebellion was unavoidable. From the day he refused to surrender to Ronan, it was all doomed!

After he finished speaking, Hebrew suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist and wiped his neck ruthlessly and committed suicide. Blood splattered, and Hebrew's body slowly fell backward. The knight saw the shock in front of him. He was speechless for a while, but in the end he endured his grief and walked to the body of Hebrew. He already understood the meaning of Hebrew.

"The Hebrews are dead, there is no need for you to fight!"

The knight carried the Hebrew head and walked outside, shouting loudly, seeing the Hebrew head, both sides stopped, the knight threw the Hebrew head to the officer who led the rebellion 's arms said:

"Take your glory and wealth and go! You can go with him if you want to be with him, and the rest can do anything. There is no one who can restrain you, so go home!"

After speaking, the knight pushed aside the soldiers blocking the road in front of him and walked away with a lonely face.

"My lord! The Sidon Fortress mutiny! Hebrews were killed, and most of the soldiers in the city fled. Only a few people came to us with the heads of Hebrews and Leonard's old clan to seek rewards!" Ronan was eating cowen When he was preparing a fried chicken set meal carefully for him, he suddenly received news from Bonhard.

"That's right, it's a pity, it's up to you to decide, see what they want, they can be satisfied if it's not too much!"

Ronan put down the chicken leg in his hand and replied that after being besieged for so long, the people in Sidon Fortress finally couldn't bear it anymore. Hebrew could no longer control their desire to survive. His death was the best. It proved that since then, Ronan has more troops to use, and the biggest hidden danger left inside has also been solved.

"Send some of the troops stationed near Sidon Fortress to Aldridge, and let them come here with the next supply support!"

Ronan picked up another chicken wing and gnawed it.

"Okay, I'll do it right now."

After finishing the communication with Bonhard, Ronan continued to deal with the fried chicken in front of him.

In the next few days, Ronan's troops were divided into several parts and started the task of occupying all the territories of the five lords. There were basically some residual forces in each territory, but it didn't matter, except for those of the five lords. Some of the soldiers led by their children and relatives were still resisting, and the rest of the basic army surrendered as soon as they showed up, and the only trouble was receiving jobs.

Ahlu is very aware of current affairs. He already knows Ronan's terror and strength. Now he just hopes to play a role as much as possible to gain a chance to live. He is only in his fifties and still in good health. Don't want to die yet.

On the other hand, Jackson has detected the traces of Leon's troops. Although most of the nobles are no longer supporting him, he still has a certain strength after taking away the defenders in Jianmen Castle. The small part of the noble lord's troops who supported him was barely able to fight, of course, referring to Ronan's previous military strength.

Leon could never have imagined that Ronan would have more than doubled the strength of his troops in such a short period of time. His understanding of Ronan was still based on his previous impression. If the current strength is good, there is still a chance to turn defeat into victory.

But it is a pity that Ronan's strength has risen like a rocket. It is not something that people in this world can understand with ordinary cognition. Now Leon, I am afraid that only by gathering all the power in the east. It's just a chance to wave a wrist with Ronan.

While Ronan's troops were subduing those territories, Mayweather, far north of Gaoling, was holding a brief meeting in the army camp.

Unexpectedly, the "Northern Shield" is not a strong man with five big and three thick, but a little old man with an ordinary face, a little short, and a very thin body. The face of Mayweather, who is 53 years old this year, looks like I am afraid. He is about ten years older than his actual age, and he has no temperament. It is impossible to tell that he is a person who controls a principality when he walks on the road.

"My lord, the sand tribes have agreed to sign an agreement with us. Their leader is on his way, and he asks you to come here to talk with him!"

A middle-aged man in a dusty robe walked in and said to Mayweather who was looking at the map and listening to the reports of the officers around him~www.wuxiahere.com~ and pointed to a location on the map.

"He's being cautious! Well, I know, ask the guards to prepare their horses, we'll go now!"

"As your lord!" The robed man nodded in response and left to prepare. Mayweather waved to the other officers in the tent, and then said:

"wait me back!"

After speaking, Mayweather left the tent with the tall knight behind him.

Two hours later, Mayweather arrived at the designated spot. Hundreds of heavily armed cavalrymen followed behind him. There was a group of people waiting on the opposite side. They were wearing robes, simple leather armor, and hoods. Riding camels and desert horses under the crotch, apparently those of the sand tribes.

The one at the head was the only red-faced man in decent scale armor and an iron helmet. When he saw Mayweather's arrival, he immediately rode his horse and ran forward for more than 100 meters, reaching the center of the two teams. position, followed by ten riders.

Mayweather also rode forward to a position about ten meters away from the leader of the sand tribe, with only five cavalry behind him.

"Leader Asumanda, why don't we sit down and have a good talk?"

Mayweather spoke first, and the big red-faced man named Asumanda also nodded slightly in agreement.

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