When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Letina kept the lightning going in her hand, striking into the soldiers' square again, and with a flash of light, another three White Maple infantrymen fell.

"We already shouted that we surrender!" a mercenary shouted indignantly.

"You surrender, doesn't mean I agree."

Protected by a full four companies of child soldiers, a young man walked out from behind the crowd, slowly pulling down the hood on his head.

"You killed eight of my people, and I'll kill eight of yours, that's what I call fair."

Hakuto looked in that direction. It was a young man wearing a papal robe modified into a fitted jacket. Seeing Hakuto looking at him, he slammed the scepter in his hand hard on the ground.

The crucifix fell directly off the scepter.

The young man immediately squatted down as if nothing had happened, picked up the crucifix and inserted it back onto his long staff.

"Put your weapons on the ground, you can keep your private property, but weapons and armor must be left behind."

"We demand to retain a dagger each according to the ancient Leffey rules, and not be mistreated."

"Agreed," Horne agreed immediately.

Hakuto and his companions exchanged glances. These weren't too bad surrender terms.

After all, they had a witch. It was good enough that they weren't directly killed.

Under Letina's supervision, they obediently lined up and handed over their weapons and armor.

Fine breastplates, chainmail, helmets, short swords, and spears. When these weapons and armor were lined up on the ground, the gunpowder smell amongst the Black Hats and Guards immediately intensified.

Thirty sets of fine breastplates, twenty sets of riveted chainmail, fifty nasal helmets, seventy four-and-a-half-meter spears, forty short swords, ten pickaxes, five shovels.

The harvest was too rich.

"What should we do with these prisoners of war?" Das came to Horne's side and asked in a low voice.

"First find out the situation, have Letina watch them, and then, let those brothers who haven't seen blood..." After thinking for four or five seconds, Horne lowered his voice.

Horne was still quietly explaining when he heard Jeschka shout in surprise on the other side.

"Hakuto, is that you? Hakuto!"

Jeschka stared at Hakuto, who was tied up and sitting on the ground, and immediately greeted him with joy.

"Jeschka!" Hakuto exclaimed in disbelief at first, then broke free from the soldiers guarding him, rushed over in a rage, and headbutted Jeschka in the chest.

Jeschka was immediately knocked to the ground with a thud, and his eye patch fell off.

The Black Hat soldiers on both sides immediately rushed up, grabbed one arm each, and dragged the old soldier named Hakuto up.

"You killed the entire regiment, and you still have the face to appear in front of me."

"If I didn't kill them, the entire army would have been buried with them."

"Yeah, if you killed them, only we would be buried with them!"

"It was clearly Barneyfus who harmed us, but now you want to stand on his side?"

"I accepted the Leiah Kingdom's employment..."

A Black Hat soldier stuffed a rag into Hakuto's mouth, and he couldn't speak, but could only glare at Jeschka.

There are two models for the Empire's mercenary groups. One is the old-fashioned black mercenary group paradigm, which mainly recruits fellow villagers. Everyone knows each other well, and the entire group is united.

The other is the new-style white mercenary group paradigm, where each captain contracts separately, a layer-by-layer subcontracting method, which is more flexible and reliable.

The first type, because they are fellow villagers and know each other, the entire mercenary group has a strong sense of belonging, and sometimes they can even be transferred to regular status.

In the Noen region, there are quite a few mercenary warlords like this.

The mercenary group that Jeschka and Hakuto belonged to was the black mercenary group model, so the relationship between the two was quite good.

Of course, that was before.

Jeschka, who was attacked by Hakuto, wasn't annoyed. He patted the mud on his buttocks and sighed softly.

Horne walked to Jeschka's side and pointed at Hakuto with his chin: "You know him?"

"Your Majesty, I was just about to tell you about him." Jeschka lowered his voice, "This is Hakuto Johnnyvan. If I had to say who is the best at training soldiers and fighting wars among the people I know, it would be him.

If he can join us, our next path will definitely be smoother."

"Oh..." Horne raised his eyebrows, "A professional, I like it. How do I get him to join?"

"Just tie him up and leave," Jeschka chuckled, "Those soldiers all saw that I knew him. As long as we tie him up and take him away, then, guess who will be the scapegoat when we run to the Black Bone Swamp?"

"Okay, let's do that then. Blindfold these soldiers and break their toes to ensure they can't fight for a month."

Calling Das over and asking him to interrogate, Horne nodded to Jeschka: "Then the follow-up of these soldiers will be left to you."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Horne took two steps, then turned back and patted Jeschka on the shoulder: "We've been old friends since Hongmofang Village. Next time you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't think your face isn't worth anything."

Jeschka's smile froze slightly.

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After reprimanding Jeschka, Horne walked towards Das, leaning on his scepter.

Das finished interrogating the prisoners of war, and when he saw Horne coming over, he immediately stood up to greet him.

"Your Majesty, I've found out." Das walked over and told Horne the whole story.

"There's such a thing?" Horne never expected it. "Are you saying that Cleonte thought we were let go by Belard, while the other person thought we were let go by Cleonte, just because they didn't communicate with each other?"

"It seems that the church is no different from us." Duvaron said with a smile after listening, "Isn't this similar to what happened between me and René the day before yesterday?"

"You still have the nerve to say that." Horne slapped him on the back of the head.

The marching regulations he designed were modeled after the army regulations of the other space-time's King Chuang.

In order to prevent being attacked, the peasant army would set up a real camp and a fake camp when camping, and place sentries next to the fake camp, ready to be vigilant at any time.

This is a valuable experience summed up by the peasant army in the long process of fighting against the government army.

After all, specific problems are analyzed specifically. Horne did not completely copy it, but made a series of improvements based on this world.

But the purpose of setting up a fake camp was only to prevent head sucking and vigilance.

When Cleonte came for the first wave, he called up the entire army to prepare for the national fortune battle, waited and waited, but didn't come, and then sent out three brigades to scout.

Why do you have so much drama?

Letina, who was standing on the side, suddenly asked: "Wait, do you mean that they will be chasing us for at least half an hour?"

"Yes," Das replied inexplicably.

Letina looked at Horne, her eyes shining: "There must not be many soldiers on the road where their camp is located."

Horne suddenly woke up.

The exit of Il Pass is connected in all directions, and there are many small roads that can be taken.

The reason why these two set up defenses and patrolled everywhere, instead of directly setting up checkpoints at the pass, is because there are too many roads to set up, and they can't be set up at all.

This is also why Sisi knew that the two might be ambushing heavy troops here, but still had to take this route.

There are only three roads out of Rossewa Pass, but here there are twenty roads of various sizes intersecting vertically and horizontally, leading in all directions, and you can find a way out by gambling.

But this information is tantamount to saying that they will put the main force on other roads except where the camp is located.

Under the idea that "the short hairs have already escaped", if Horne and the others escaped from the road where the camp is, wouldn't they have been discovered long ago?

So it is impossible for too many soldiers to be left behind in the camp.

"Go, call Jeschka over, and then find some soldiers who are quick-witted and nimble."