European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 78 Make persistent efforts
"March quickly, launch."

With the sound of galloping iron hooves, dust was rolled up, and the mane was flying in the wind. Li Peijun led his army across the last low hillside, and there was a manor at his feet.

Although the attributes are only added by two points, the feel of using the skills is already slightly different. A few strong and healthy mercenaries, when they are in a state of rapid march, even have a hint of pleasure on their faces.

The side effects of the skills were not as obvious as before. After a little rectification, the energy of the soldiers also recovered.

The condescending Li Peijun glanced at the scenery of the manor at his feet. The tallest building was undoubtedly the church in the center. The exquisite stone buildings around the church were the habitats of the nobles. Rush down the slope.

It is normal for the nobles to not expect it. After all, the pre-war mobilization in the Middle Ages would take a few days at least. The lord would usually call the nobles under him for a meeting. Lead the army all the way forward.

Recruit mercenaries?Still don't bring luggage?What does not exist, Li Peijun used epoch-making ideas to deal a heavy blow to this group of medieval feudal nobles.

This group of nobles did not seem to be that warlike. Except for a few who had no time to hide and were caught, the rest got into their strong towers and huddled up.

On the road, I ran into a noble knight who was still trying to defile a woman. The death row prisoner under Li Peijun was so emotional that he swung his hammer angrily. The knight reacted quickly, quickly dodged and then drew his sword to block.

The shackles could not restrain the angry fireworks. The blade of the sword was bent 90 degrees by a hammer, followed by another thunderous blow. The knight was smashed into blood and flesh. After the head was separated, the falling head seemed to be playing polo The same tumbled into the distance.

Li Peijun was not in a hurry to conquer it. First, he sent some people to completely encircle the tower with three floors inside and three floors outside, and then led a large army to continue to sweep out the remaining bandits.

It was the same trick again. After the battle in the outskirts was over, Li Peijun "invited" the panicked priest out of the church to calm people's hearts, and the actual control of the territory soon fell into his own hands.

Now only the nobles in the attic are still stubbornly resisting. Is it a strong attack?Or besieged?This is the question before Li Peijun.

The siege is naturally the best. Anyway, the outside situation is under his control. As long as the food in the attic is exhausted, he can naturally surrender without a fight, and his own strength can be preserved to the maximum extent.

A strong attack can quickly end the battle. Although it will cost some casualties, it can solve all problems at once in the shortest time.

In fact, Li Peijun had no choice. He wanted to encircle but not annihilate, but the commissions of the mercenaries under him were paid on a daily basis. The longer the encirclement, the greater the consumption of the war, and it was easy to drag himself down.

Aren't mercenaries just for desperate use?

Li Peijun decided to allocate the task of storming and began the final mobilization.

"Come on, kill those nobles. Those who bullied you will eventually become your souls."

By the way, Li Peijun took this opportunity to test the effect of the roar of fighting spirit.

The thick Qi surged in his chest, and then rushed straight to the top of his head, letting out a loud cry.

"S~ba~da!"

"Huh? Why does it feel like something's wrong."

While Li Peijun was still confused, his mercenaries had already launched a charge.

Although the protection of the stone building is not as good as that of the castle tower, it is more than enough compared to ordinary houses. Heavy objects are piled behind the thick wooden door to prevent mercenaries from breaking the door, and stones and bows and arrows fall from time to time from the heights.

A few strong mercenaries directly carried a huge wooden stake as a siege weapon. The knocking sound of "dong dong" knocked the door into pieces, and the piled heavy objects were still lying in front of them, which was difficult to clear.

"Can you send it up for me?"

Li Peijun pointed to the solid window on the wall, which was about three meters above the ground, and motioned to Tidel and the condemned prisoner. They were the two strongest people in the entire team.

The three nodded tacitly, and Li Peijun pulled a short distance away, and then took a run-up. The two of them squatted and crossed their hands to serve as a springboard. Li Peijun, who jumped up, gradually approached the window.

Thanks to the support of the system, Li Peijun has better jumping ability and sense of balance than ordinary people. He first used the sword body to insert into the groove between the stone cracks to stabilize his center of gravity, and then he kicked his feet hard like swinging to break through. through the window.

"Hmph, I'm still having fun when I'm about to die."

What Li Peijun entered was a bedroom. What he didn't expect was that at this time, the nobleman would still have the leisure and elegance to play with women. His slender body was pressed against the bed board, and the moans of satisfaction creaked with the shaking of the bed board. .

If it is true that death under the peony flowers is also romantic, the naked nobleman screamed and there was no movement. Li Peijun took up his sword and went out to continue the sweep.

The mercenaries below had already entered the attic, and Li Peijun also climbed up the spiral staircase. The narrow corridor and the clockwise design made it difficult for Li Peijun, who was attacking from the bottom up, to take advantage of the attack.

He bumped into a nobleman head-on, with dirty candied fruit dipped in his beard, probably not long after a meal.

"These nobles are still enjoying themselves when they are dying." Li Peijun said the same thing again.

It is difficult for Li Peijun, who is right-handed, to perform a widening movement when swinging a sword, but the condescending enemy can easily slash sharply.

"Mom, I'm so angry."

Li Peijun used embroidered strength to passively defend and counterattack non-stop, and there was nothing he could do about the narrow space inside.

The rogue-possessed Li Peijun started to be a rogue, and various tricks such as stepping on his feet and kicking his crotch came out in an endless stream. After finally catching an opportunity, Li Peijun turned sideways to the upper position.

"Let's see if you die or not."

Li Peijun, who was like a fish in water, fought more and more smoothly. The posture of the three rounds was to kick others down the stairs with one kick, and there was no need to check whether they were dead or alive. Anyway, the mercenaries below would definitely treat him well.

Under the stormy action, the remaining forces in the entire attic were cleaned up, and Li Peijun took some time to re-count the number of casualties.

"There are less than 200 people left with combat effectiveness."

Li Peijun was a little bit emotional. Such a rate of loss could not survive the remaining three. It seemed that he had to go to Honfleur to replenish some troops.

After simple repairs, he continued to attack as usual. The rewards for the second phase of the mission were exactly the same as before. Li Peijun had the illusion that he was both civil and military.

Wading through a shallow water beach, Li Peijun led his troops all the way to the third manor, which is adjacent to the southern border of Harfleur and the northern gate of Honfleur.

This lord was even more cowardly than he had imagined. The army hadn't reached his door, but he saw dense figures from a distance, and they all surrendered without any resistance.

The first time Li Peijun saw him, he was full of snot and tears, complaining how Kovic forced him to do these things, how he was reluctant, but how he had to do it.

In short, the meaning is: I was forced to see if I can spare my life for the sake of surrender.

It is not easy to deal with the nobles who surrendered. After all, it is not reasonable to kill others at this time, and it seems that it is not conducive to their unified management in the future if they accept the surrender.

Li Peijun directly disarmed all the nobles first, and used all these shiny and sharp armors and weapons to arm his own mercenaries, and replaced the old worn-out weapons with those knights.

On the one hand, he was afraid that they would turn against him at that time, and on the other hand, Li Peijun wanted to use them as cannon fodder, and later act as the vanguard in the storm, killing as many as he could. into their own direct management.

The third phase of the task was very easy. Except for a mercenary who accidentally dropped an iron block and hurt his foot when he swung a hammer, there was no loss of personnel.

The current time is still noon, and at this speed, the entire territory of Honfleur can be liberated before dark, faster than expected.

Li Peijun planned to garrison troops to join Werther after this full meal. Anyway, Honfleur had nothing to do with him, so he didn't care. He just kept sending scouts to check the situation.

Soon the spies sent news: Werther was in a hard fight, and the battle at Honfleur was stalemate.

　I get lazy as soon as I save a manuscript, I think I'm going to be finished
　　
　
(End of this chapter)