Time travel rebellion, I'm serious

The retreat of Fengtou Pass was silent, and the Rakshasa not far away did not know it. Instead, they were still immersed in the shadow of huge casualties.

"What? More than 50,000 casualties?"

The little Viscount Henrietta was more than surprised, she was simply astonished, the kind of surprise that comes from heaven.

He couldn't even imagine that his casualties in the past few days were almost the same as his father's in the past few months of fighting. When did the Han army become so terrifying?

For the surprise of little Viscount Henrietta, Baron Bernard, who was in charge of the vanguard command, felt helpless.

"Your Majesty the Governor, you don't have to be so surprised. This battle is nothing more than the casualties of the serf soldiers being larger, the casualties of the mercenaries being higher, and the casualties of the standing army being only over 10,000, which is not that big!"

The standing army of Zecorona Province has five legions with a total of 100,000 people. This time, there are three legions with 60,000 people, so the casualties of 10,000 people are barely acceptable.

After all, serf soldiers and mercenaries themselves are used as consumables, no matter how many casualties there are, there is no need to care.

For the serf soldiers, their death was just going to heaven, and for the mercenaries, it was just going to purgatory, so although they died, their souls were free.

As for the standing army, they believe in God. What dies is only the body, and the soul must enter heaven.

In this case, it actually doesn't count.

There was some sadness and depression, but the pastor quickly adjusted it back.

In response, little Viscount Henrietta quickly ordered.

"In this case, we should immediately arrange for priests to hold funeral ceremonies for all the war dead! In addition, we will take out a batch of contracts for those mercenaries who have not signed contracts and hire them to fight for the empire!"

"Also, take a good rest in the past few days, and build more siege equipment, especially shield vehicles and trebuchets. Such weapons together are simply terrifying. If we are more prepared this time, we will not be defeated!"

The young Viscount Henrietta sighed, thinking the same thing in his heart. If he had been preparing for the day yesterday, maybe he would have spent the night at Fengtou Pass of the Han Army today.

Unfortunately, he was still too anxious.

Similarly, although he had overestimated the Han army as much as possible, he unexpectedly underestimated them.

Regarding the words of young Viscount Henrietta, several nobles present immediately bowed and saluted.

"Follow your orders!"

Thanks to the blockade of the two fortresses on the mountain, the Rakshasa barbarians would not enter the blockade as long as they did not attack.

So on the eighth day, Rakshasaman looked from a distance and saw that the Han army was still standing guard at the top of the mountain.

On the ninth day, Rakshaman looked from a distance and saw that the Han army was still at the peak.

On the tenth day, Rakshasaman looked from a distance and saw that the peak was still the same as before.

[Strange, why do you always feel that the position of the Han army has not changed? I haven't seen him patrolling? 】

That night, the Han army did not raise the torch!

On the eleventh day, the Han army was still there!

Baron Bernard's heart was pounding at this moment, and he had a faint unpleasant feeling in his heart.

At the same time, 50,000 reinforcements from Daqian arrived.

On the twelfth day, Rakshasaman was still making equipment.

There was really no other way. Too many serf soldiers died, and there was not enough labor force for a while. In addition, many surrounding trees were cut down, which also caused the wood to be unable to keep up.

On the thirteenth day, Baron Bernard once again inspected the progress of the equipment, and at the same time looked at the peak pass, but still felt something was not good.

On the fourteenth day, a caravan was attacked, resulting in a shipment of grain not being delivered.

On the fifteenth day, another caravan was attacked, and another batch of food was lost.

The Han soldiers in the fortress couldn't help but let out a bored yawn, "Didn't this Rakshasa attack like crazy some time ago? Why are they still building equipment after all our people have withdrawn in the past few days?"

"Who knows? Their Rakshasas are quite different from what we think. Who cares, it will be better for us to use energy for one day."

At the same time, Daqian's siege equipment was completed, and the subsequent 50,000 reinforcements were rested and the attack began.

On the sixteenth day, due to manpower problems, the siege equipment built in so many days was finally as many as the last attack.

"It's gratifying, it's gratifying. After working hard for a while, we can attack. Then we can capture the Han army's city in one fell swoop!"

In the commander's tent, the young Viscount Henrietta toasted with all the barons, knights, and officers to prepare for the next battle.

Of course, a caravan was also attacked that day, and another large amount of food was lost.

On the seventeenth day, the caravan was attacked and a large amount of food was lost. As a result, food prices began to rise, and the soldiers and mercenaries found that they needed to spend more money to eat.

Similarly, they also found that the money they spent logging for a day was barely enough to eat.

On the twentieth day, a caravan was also attacked every day, but this time it seemed that the money for logging was not enough, and the army was full of complaints!

On that day, some caravans had already begun hiring mercenaries to protect the caravans.

The army of Uistreham Province had already begun to attack one of the passes of the Han army, but was also blocked.

On the twenty-second day, the Salta-Cavallho Province had not yet reached the Han army pass and had been attacked three times on the road, which greatly delayed the march.

On the twenty-third day, the caravan was attacked. With the help of mercenaries, the food loss was relatively small, but the rising prices did not fall!

On the twenty-fifth day, neither the mercenaries nor the standing army could hold on any longer, and the nobles also discovered a problem, because their expenses were increasing day by day in the past few days.

"Lord Governor, our siege equipment has more than doubled than last time. Let's attack!"

An officer requested a battle, and knights, barons and other nobles all agreed.

Young Viscount Henrietta's heart suddenly surged with pride, and he waved his hand, preparing today and attacking tomorrow.

At the same time, the army from the Salta-Carvalho Province successfully arrived in front of another pass of the Han army.

On the twenty-sixth day, the Rakshasa Man had rested for almost twenty days and were gearing up one by one to start an army attack.

A group of mercenaries were sent out to continue harassing the Han troops in the hilltop fort, while other teams prepared to break through the blockade.

After breaking through the blockade, the army successfully entered Fengtou Pass.

Accompanied by the bleak autumn wind, looking at the dummy on the city wall, the empty city, and then touching the dust on the table, little Viscount Henrietta exploded on the spot!

"The Han army riding on horses, *&%#&...&#%@#*...W%*^"

Then a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground amidst the panic shouts of all the officers and nobles.

"Lord Viscount..."

"Your Majesty the Governor..."