Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

It was said that he was demobilizing the redundant militiamen, but Lord Pahlavi did not let these peasant militiamen go home.

Instead, they forced these militiamen to head towards Escalon City and enter the mountains and forests.

Perhaps it was a threat to the safety of his family, or the sharp swords in the hands of the supervising team, or perhaps other reasons.

In short, only a small part of the militiamen who were driven into the mountains and forests fled the area after being out of sight of the supervising team.

Most of them walked into this wilderness with rations that would last less than three days and daggers that were issued that were too dull for cutting grass.

It is almost foreseeable that these "disbanded" militiamen, if no one stops them, will eventually turn into one or several waves of robbers and robbers running through this area.

Faced with this situation, Milin, who was in a hidden woodland in this mountain forest, said with emotion:

"This guy is so ruthless. No wonder the German... German... lord was bullied by this Pahlavi."

"Have you forgotten Deus's name so quickly? Or is that guy simply not as good as you?" Avigo said while taking a sip from the water bottle in his hand.

Perhaps it was because he could get this kind of juice mixed with at least half honey next to Milin that Avigo always followed Milin's team.

"Maybe it's too difficult to pronounce, but that guy really has nothing worth remembering." Milin looked at the map hanging between two trees in front of him seriously and said to Lao Wei without looking back.

"Ha, if that butcher knew that you commented on him like this, he might be so angry that he would crawl out of the ground." Avigo said with a smile.

"How could he crawl out except that his head was burned." Milin also smiled and asked: "And what is the butcher? Is that the title of the lord of Germany?"

"Yes, but I think this barbarian is more suitable for that guy." Avigo did not hide his discrimination at all.

In Avigo's eyes, whether they are the grassland people in the east, the desert people in the south, or the various non-imperial people living in the north and west of the empire, they are all barbarians.

However, he rarely treats Milin's subordinates with this kind of discrimination. Milin is probably afraid of being beaten by Alori...Alori never cares about the differences in the world, but he has always called himself a Nord.

Avigo, who didn't know what Milin was thinking, continued to discuss Escalon's predecessor:

"Speaking of which, did you really kill Deus and his guards all by yourself?"

"Yeah" Milin nodded casually,

However, what was not a big deal in Milin's eyes was extraordinary in Avigo's eyes.

In other words, because Milin had never shown his fighting ability in front of Avigo, Avigo, who personally confirmed the news from Milin, seemed surprised.

After looking at Milin carefully up and down with eyes that refreshed his three views, Avigo said:

"You wouldn't have drugged the butcher in advance like the tactic you used before, right?

"Huh? I didn't even know that the lord was back before I was dragged to the Colosseum. I took the head to drug him." Milin said speechlessly: "Besides, I have shown my true skills, and the virtue and so on are not good enough." It’s worth using these tricks.”

"So Pahlavi is worthy of your use of this trick?" Avigo suddenly jumped to the scene in front of him.

"Battle and war are different. These strategies of mine are just adding weight to the scale of victory." Milin said.

After realizing that the fodder of livestock and war horses had been drugged, the first thing that came to mind was to ensure that Lord Pahlavi of the scouting force had guessed correctly.

Milin's main goal in letting Attila engage in infiltration operations to drug him was indeed to limit the opponent's reconnaissance troops and keep the situation in a state where the enemy was overt and we were covert.

"I thought you would use a simpler and more direct method." Avigo said strangely.

"Like beheading him directly?" Milin immediately knew what Avigo was thinking and spread his hands and said, "I have thought about it, but I can only say that the other party is much smarter than that Deus."

At least in terms of hiding himself, the Pahlavi lord opposite who has the title of greed is much smarter than the butcher who likes to set gems in his armor.

Milin, who had been peeping with a telescope for a long time, could not find where the Pahlavi lord was.

You might be able to sense it if you get closer, but as soon as this idea came up, Gray Wind remonstrated him back.

Gray Wind even said that if Milin continued to think about this kind of plan that would put himself in danger, she would take over Milin's body forcibly... Gray Wind has been attached to Milin's body in the form of inner armor since he left home. The wind can do this.

As for Attila, who had just started using the Force, he went around in circles but couldn't find where the lord cat was.

"Does that mean you've met your opponent?" Avigo said with a smile.

"It's okay. At least it feels like a regular army. But so far, the other party hasn't made any choices that surprised me."

Milin Feng said calmly.

Just as Pahlavi was able to immediately determine what Milin's goal was, Milin also immediately determined what the other party's goal was when he learned that the other party was driving "militiamen" into the mountains and forests.

Compared with Milin who only needs to add the weight of victory to the scale piece by piece, whether it is a small map or a large map, the Pahlavi Lord first needs to explore the map.

Detect the number, location, and range of activities of enemies.

The scout troops are temporarily unavailable, so the way to dispatch the militia is to frame the farmers in the base and find a black area.

If Milin's troops blocked these militiamen, such a large number of militiamen would definitely leave traces of the battle.

But if Milin's troops did not stop him, in Pahlavi's eyes, it meant that Milin's troops were not large in number.

It would be even better if Milin chose to recruit these militiamen.

Lord Pahlavi did not feel that these militiamen, who were a burden to him, would have a positive effect in Milin's hands.

Compared with the most basic unit in the game, you can turn it into an elite unit by dragging it out for two rounds.

There is no such routine in reality.

This kind of militia with little training can easily collapse the originally good situation due to the collapse of morale on the frontal battlefield.

Even if there is no war, it is very likely that the camp will be suddenly blown up due to a feint attack.

Lord Pahlavi, who was sure that his opponent was not a ragtag group of people as expected, and that this expedition was not just an outing as expected, immediately abandoned these troops that would inevitably hold them back.

And before giving up, they also used the last remaining value of these troops.

This is why Milin uses "ruthless" to describe this lord.

If we really want to consider the possible final fate of these abandoned militiamen, then "Butcher" would be a more suitable title for this lord.

"So what are you going to do?" After listening carefully to Milin's tactical explanation, regardless of whether he understood it or not, Avigo asked.

Based on Avigo's experience, this situation is not easy to resolve.

No matter what Milin does, there is a high possibility that his own strength will be exposed.

If the other side knew that Milin's troops totaled only ten people, it is estimated that Lord Pahlavi would not think so much.

"The answer is very simple. War games are not just about tricks." Milin said as he walked to a carriage parked nearby.

After knocking on the fully enclosed carriage, Milin continued with a buzzing sound:

"When necessary, you can actively let the other party obtain some wrong information to make wrong judgments."

"...So you're going to sting them with these bees?"

"..."