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Chapter 138 The Second Round of Sending Troops
The lion soldiers knelt on the ground weakly, waiting for the cat-eared orcs to tie their hands with ropes one by one.

Some lion soldiers knelt on the ground, their eyebrows drooping slightly, their eyes staring at the shadows on the ground, trying to kill a cat-eared orc by attacking.

"I am the glory of the Lionheart Kingdom, and I will never surrender to you!"

When the cat-eared orc passed a certain lion soldier, he stood up abruptly, stretched out his big hand, trying to strangle him to death.

But he miscalculated, the seemingly thin cat-eared orc instantly turned into a black shadow, circled half a circle from the ground, and appeared behind him.

Raising his arm, he struck down with a hand knife, and the Lion Soldier rolled his eyes, and fell into a coma immediately after being hit hard.

"Master Allen, how do we deal with this kind of person?" Ivan resisted the urge to kill him, and asked Allen instead.

"Since you don't surrender, let's execute it." Allen replied lightly, standing far away and not approaching.

Some lion soldiers still had some ideas, but seeing that Alan was not close at all, and the orc who handled the surrender was also an awakened cat clan, he suddenly lost hope and wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

However, it is not so easy to kill oneself by biting one's tongue. Many lion people bite their tongues, and the pain is so severe that they subconsciously stop.

"Not allowed to move!"

"Seal your teeth!"

The cat-eared orcs who discovered in time rushed towards them collectively, tied their mouths with hemp rope, and sealed them tightly.

Seeing this, Alan walked up to Ivan and said in a low voice, "It's enough for some lion men to be executed, and most of them will still work as mine laborers. Don't die too much."

"I understand, Master Alan." Ivan naturally understood what Alan meant, and he had a sense of proportion in his heart.

What Allen needs is labor. The death of a few stubborn lion soldiers can reduce the resistance of these surrendered soldiers, making it easier for them to participate in mine work.

After a while, all the lion soldiers who surrendered took off their battle armors, tied hemp ropes one by one, stood in a row and walked forward.

The cat-eared orcs watched them walk slowly towards the port and set foot on the concrete road. The musketeers stayed where they were, and the orcs without muskets accompanied a thousand soldiers back to town.

After they left, a fat, white and tender pigeon landed on Alan's shoulder, making the cat-eared orc's throat gurgle, staring at the fat body and drooling.

Of course, they only dared to think, but dared not do it. After all, pigeons are good helpers for assassins. Without them, today's intelligence network cannot be built.

The fat pigeon shook its wings on Alan's shoulder, raised its proud head, opened its mouth and grunted twice, begging for snacks.

Alan took out a dozen grains, fed them to the pigeons, and waited for the pigeons to finish pecking quickly before listening to it say: "Coo, coo..."

The musketeers in the distance couldn't help raising their cat ears, but unfortunately they still couldn't understand what the pigeon said.

"I'm afraid only Mr. Allen understands this kind of muttering."

"Old hunter, do you understand? I heard that you have been raising pigeons for several years."

"Ten years, right?"

"Impossible, it's clearly decades, ancestral craftsmanship!"

Seeing these cat-eared orcs bragging more and more, the old hunter also blushed, gently pulled the strap of the flintlock gun with his palm, and said: "I have raised pigeons for so many years, and I probably know that sometimes it is because of the lack of food. arrive."

"Then besides the meal?"

"I don't know about that." The old hunter was very ashamed when he said this.

He has raised so many pigeons, but he is not as good as Alan.

Look at the pigeons that pass by tomorrow's town every day. There are hundreds of them. Tomorrow's town can almost be called a pigeon town.

When the old hunter was ashamed, Allen had obtained the latest information from Saltpeter Town.

The four sails carried hundreds to more than 1000 people.

The four ships carried a lot of weight, plus they were traveling against the current, so their speed was many times slower than that of Nitpeter Town.

Allen has been fighting the war for half an hour, plus an hour to capture the prisoners and clean up the battlefield. The saltpeter boat has just approached the 4000-meter mark.

"The artillerymen moved, pulled the artillery into the woods, and the musketeers also entered the woods to wait for the opportunity."

"Yes!"

The musketeers had already formed a large square formation, rushed into the woods quickly, and hid in an instant.

The artillery was also pulled into the grass, covered the gun body with a lot of weeds, then opened the breech block, filled the shells, loaded the gunpowder, sealed it, tied the rope, and adjusted the firing angle of the gun barrel according to the wheel scale.

When the artillery was ready, the four large ships from Saltpeter Town also appeared at the lower end of the canal.

The four sails were full of soldiers, and the lion soldiers were crowded, plate armor after plate armor, all crowded to the edge of the ship, more crowded than the ships in Morning Glory Town

"Report, the targets are very dense!" The artilleryman shook his excited little lion's tail. Although he hadn't started firing the cannon yet, he had already foreseen that the Nitpeter town fleet would soon be destroyed by the cannon's despicable power.

Especially with such a dense station, the single-shot lethality of the artillery can be increased to the maximum.

……

On board the saltpeter town ship.

Goss was sitting in the great cabin of the first ship, talking to the people in charge of the clan about how Tomorrowtown would be divided up.

"The director of the cement factory and glass factory in Tomorrow Town must be taken down. They are the people who will control the wealth and power in the future, and they cannot be taken away by another wave of people."

"Don't worry, at least half of the people who come down from Morning Glory Town are our anti-lion soldiers, and will not be interfered by the other nobles." A certain lion clan elder sitting in the corner said calmly.

"Morning Glory Town's fleet is now divided into two teams. The Earl of Silver is not a member of our anti-lion faction. Half of the nobles who defend him are our anti-lion faction. This is the cornerstone of the future coup. It is best not to use it or not. "

"What are you afraid of? With the cement from Tomorrow Town, we can build a high wall to separate the north from the south. We can get the glass and transport it along the coastline to sell the glass to foreign countries. Those country bumpkins who have never seen transparent glass will definitely be surprised If we buy the transparent glass with ten times the price difference, we will definitely make a lot of money!"

Goss still advocated his plan of the Great Wall, and by the way came up with a plan to earn huge profits from glass crafts in foreign countries.

In addition to the Anderson family, there are other nobles and powerful people on board, discussing with the orcs of the Anderson family how to use the cement after they get it.

No one among them knew that the Morning Glory Fleet had sunk to the bottom of the river, and no one thought that Tomorrow Town could stop the combined efforts of more than 4000 people from breaking through the city.

Because no matter how high the city wall is, it only needs to be smashed with a trebuchet.

Anyway, Tomorrow Town's troops are not as strong as them, and if they dare to go out of the city, they will encounter a frontal attack from the Templars, and no one wants to take risks.

The fleet continued to move forward, and the orc standing at the bow let out a gasp, seeing several large masts and sails lying on the sand.

The mast and sail lay very far away, not at the junction of the canal and the creek in Tomorrow Town. If you want to confirm the battle situation there, you can only continue to sail forward.

The orcs reported the matter layer by layer, and the news quickly spread to the captain's cabin, and then the orcs in the cabin came out, and saw the blood-stained sail over there, with the lion's tail standing up like a question mark.

"What's going on, Morning Glory Town started the fight without joining us?"

"Tomorrow Town should be in ambush, but they were all beaten to death by Morning Glory Town." The lions analyzed indiscriminately.

"No, something's wrong. If it's a battle to seize a ship, the sails and masts won't be left hanging on the beach..."

Goss stood up, frowning deeply, feeling very uncomfortable.

　I have been running around Shanghai all day, renting a house, working, and busy, so there should not be many recent updates.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)