My Empire War Game

"My Empire War Game (

"What?!" The woman with the cloak looked at Su Lun in surprise.

When will a pioneering territory be able to defeat the orc army, and these armed, well-equipped, and extraordinary troops are private soldiers who pioneered the territory? What a joke, the elite soldiers in front of you are no worse than the strongest Gorse Knights in the capital.

"Sorry, Lord Suren." The woman quickly apologized after reacting.

"It's okay." Su Lun replied casually. He didn't care much about these nobles. It was enough to express some kindness appropriately, there was no need to please them.

Seeing Su Lun's expression, these nobles were more cautious.

"Dear Lord of Zhenbei City, Your Excellency Sulun, we began to flee after the city was broken, and we have been hiding from the east for the past few days. I wonder if you can prepare a place for us to rest and eat." The lady did. A standard aristocratic etiquette, and then asked.

"Yes." Su Lun nodded in agreement.

"Thank you so much, Sir Sulun, you are a real gentleman." After obtaining permission, these people were obviously relieved. At last there is no need to worry about being caught by the orcs, and there is no need to wander in the wild. A few days of exile has made them suffer, and now they can finally have a place to rest.

Su Lun beckoned, asked an attendant to prepare a few horses and a simple carriage for them, and then asked them to retreat with the team. For safety reasons, Suren arranged several barbarian warriors around them. These barbarian giant axe berserkers who have risen to the top are all Tier 3 extraordinary professionals. No matter what these people think, they can’t afford it. Any waves.

These nobles did not have any dissatisfaction with Suren's arrangement, and they also understood Suren's intentions.

The army quickly returned to the Blackstone Fortress, and Sulun asked the nobles to arrange the room and food and no longer pay attention. After all, he was very busy now.

It is not easy for more than 10,000 human slaves to return to Zhenbei City. Fortunately, Sulun now has sufficient manpower to divide these refugees into teams of ten people and squadrons of one hundred people, and then transport them in batches, one batch. Transporting a thousand people, the number of troops responsible for **** is two hundred.

The distance from Blackstone Fortress to Zhenbei City is about three hundred miles. It only takes four or five days for the army to arrive. If the cavalry is faster, but now the slaves are transported, it will take at least a week for these people to arrive. In other words, it takes at least ten days to go back and forth.

But there is no other way. After all, it is not safe to put all the slaves in the Blackstone Fortress. If the orcs think of this place, it will be troublesome. Moreover, these human slaves were half threatened by Su Lun, half forcibly sent to Zhenbei City. There must be many people who are unwilling to escape, and the chances of wanting to escape are very high.

But when the Blackstone Fortress came to the northern wilderness, these people had nowhere to run even if they wanted to run. Although the wilderness has been cleaned up many times by soldiers in the northern city, those kobold robbers, goblins, jackals, etc. It grows wildly like weeds.

It is a problem for these ordinary humans to live in the wilderness for a few days without the protection of the soldiers of the northern city. More importantly, the Blackstone Fortress is the only way to enter the Kingdom of Florence in the northern wilderness, and there are people from Suron guarding here. So, even if the slaves ran away, they would not return to Florence.

As for learning the orcs to walk directly across the Nafel Mountains, even those extraordinary orcs have suffered heavy casualties, not to mention these ordinary humans, this path is completely dead and no life.

The army used to **** Suren selected fifty archers, fifty pikemen, and a hundred harpy, and announced in front of the human slaves that as long as they escape, the one who escaped will return. Harpy handles. Hearing Su Lun's decision, the harpies danced back and forth in the air with excitement, and their eyes looked back and forth over these humans' efforts. Even Su Lun's gaze felt creepy.

A hundred harpy, even a knight, has to be squeezed into medicine dregs. Those human slaves who were planning to escape in their hearts were in a cold sweat and threw the idea of ​​escaping out of the clouds, which was too cruel.

Seeing the silence of these human beings, Su Lun smiled secretly in his heart, and then arranged the manpower to start the transportation according to the previous plan. One thousand people left Zhenbei City in batches, and it took a full day for more than ten thousand people to evacuate.

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Just when Suren arranged to evacuate the slaves, the nobles were also carefully observing the sudden rise of the Lord of the North City. In their opinion, Suren's rise was too fast, and it only took more than a year. He built a desolate pioneering territory into a city, and was also known as the Pearl of the North. As aristocrats in the North, he was curious about him, and he was also coveted by his sugar-making craftsmanship.

It's just that when these people really come into contact with Zhenbei City, they have a clearer understanding of their strength.

"Your Excellency, they are the people who are migrating to our Winter City! They can't be allowed to do this!" After seeing Su Lun taking the people out of the Blackstone Fortress in batches, the nobles were not calm. Although they are aristocrats, they never cared about the peasants in their territory before, but if all the refugees are taken away, they will be left behind by the aristocrats, so what a shit!

No one will farm for you, no one will work for you, you can't even collect taxes, there is a large tract of land but you can't even eat food, even if you don't have people, you will oppress someone, and you will exploit someone. No one wants to be such a nobleman. So after seeing Zhenbeicheng's actions, they subconsciously wanted to block it.

"Be quiet!" The veiled woman sternly scolded: "Pay attention to your current location. This is not Winter City. Winter City has been broken by the orcs, and now we are just a group of poor worms under the fence."

"What are you doing? Charge to him and tell him that this is our leader? Then ask him to return these to us?" The woman's sarcasm sounded particularly harsh.

"Then you can't just watch them take our leader away!" said one of the noble men anxiously.

The masked woman frowned slightly, her clear and sweet voice with a seductive charm, her eyes coldly looked at the talking middle-aged man: "Since we abandoned the city and fled alone, we have No longer their lord."

"And are you sure you want to reason with the Lord Suren?" The masked woman raised her head slightly, looked at the barbarian warriors not far away and continued: "Have you seen those barbarian warriors? Do you know what they are? How strong is it?"

"Just a few barbarians, how strong they can be." Another nobleman said disdainfully. In Florence, those with well-developed limbs and simple minds are generally despised. But they do have the strength to look down on the barbarians

"Some barbarians?" The masked woman shook her head, looking at the man like an idiot again: "Locke, tell them."

"Yes, Lord Ilia." The middle-aged knight bowed and saluted, then turned to the others and said, "The other soldiers will not say much. As far as the barbarian warrior is concerned, his strength is not inferior to me. , And according to my observation, there are at least hundreds of these barbarian warriors."

Hiss, horrible! Everyone took a breath.

In fact, Locke still put gold on his face. Although he is also a knight commander and a Tier 3 extraordinary professional, if he is singled out against those barbarian giant axe berserkers, he will probably lose. These savages have madness skills. After madness, the savage warriors, although their sanity is reduced, but their fighting ability is more powerful.

"Locke, what you said is true? Those savages have third-order strength?" One of the nobles swallowed and asked in shock.

"Of course it's true! Do you think I'm joking?" Locke said coldly, looking at these nobles.

"Sorry." Seeing Locke's expression, the nobleman quickly apologized.

"Rock~www.wuxiahere.com~ Can you talk about the strength of the lord's army in the northern city of Zhenbei?" a nobleman next to him couldn't help but ask.

Locke glanced at them, then said: "I can only tell you what I saw, but I don't guarantee that they are all correct."

"It's okay, just say it as a reference."

"The number of troops in these towns is about 5,000. Among them, there are not only the barbarians but also some centaur and half elves. The number of humans is about 4,000. Lord Suren has a very high reputation among these soldiers. The army is mainly pikemen and archers, as well as some centaur cavalry."

"In this army, there are a lot of professionals with strength in Tier 3. I don’t need to say that those half-elf archers are powerful. You also know that there is also the lord who can command the harpy, although a single harpy The strength is not strong, but their air superiority is too strong."

"If you want to defeat this army, you need a regular army of at least 50,000 people to be sure."

"Fifty thousand regular army? So powerful!" A hint of shock flashed across the face of the masked woman, and she did not expect Zhenbei City's army to be so powerful.

"Half-elves, centaur, barbarians, and harpy!" several nobles could not help exclaiming. "How did he get so many races to live in peace?"

"Half-elves and centaurs, these are powerful races, how can they join the poor rural area of ​​Zhenbei City?"

"Parker, pay attention to your words. Zhenbei City is not a remote country. On the contrary, he is much richer than us, even when Winter City was not compromised."

"I really don't understand how he got a foothold in the Northern Wasteland. I heard that he has only been a pioneering lord for one year, which means he has grown to this point in only one year.