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Chapter 67 Strategic Retreat

"The old fox is an old fox, and his sense of smell is so keen! What a pity, if we roast them together, the entire Manyu army will be at our mercy." Skullcrusher Mikey's face was filled with regret.

"Be content with yourself. What you plan for is what you will do. It's incredible luck that you can achieve what you have now. If Christopher, that old fox, follows him into the city, he might discover the problem in advance. By then, we'll be in a big fire and we won't have any hair.

Burning one, we have been busy for half a month in vain, and we have lost a lot of treasure in it."

These words are not words of comfort, but Sean's true words. It is an unexpected surprise to have such a big harvest.

According to original estimates, this fire can trap thousands of people. Even if it is a great success, in Sean's opinion, this trap is not very clever. The enemy dropped an empty city without firing a shot. It was originally a trap.

It's a very strange and unusual thing, and there's a bunch of valuable things missing inside, which makes it even worse.

Even some shrewd beasts will suspect whether there is a trap, and although they have carefully hidden the timber piled up in the city, it is too big and time is short, so the level of hiding is really not worth mentioning. If you use a little more care, you will notice it.

There is a problem.

There are so many people stepping into such a trap full of loopholes. Should we say that the people in this world are stupid and naive, or that their wealth has blinded them and turned a blind eye to danger.

"Those things are really that valuable? They can neither be eaten nor used. Are they worth so many people's madness?"

Mikey touched his big head, full of doubts. He could no longer understand this complicated world. People outside the mountains liked gold and silver treasures. He could still understand those shining things.

Also like it.

But those so-called antique calligraphy and paintings are a bit confusing. Calligraphy and painting classics are at least things that record knowledge. It is said that beautiful things are recorded in them. Although he doesn't think the beauty is there, at least it is understandable, but antiques are in tatters.

The gadget was given to him for free, but he thought it would be a hindrance to leave it in the house.

"Those things are worthless in the eyes of people who don't know the goods, like you, but in the eyes of people who know the goods, they are extremely valuable, such as those lords and nobles outside the mountains."

Sean smiled and said, "It depends on each person's values. There is no need to worry about this. Think about it differently. A small piece of something worthless in your eyes can be exchanged for a warehouse of grain. Do you think it is worth it?"

"Ah? You should have told me earlier!" Mikey hit his head hard, "We burned so many things in one fire, wouldn't we have suffered a huge loss?"

"There are not as many as you think. Only a small part are genuine, and the rest are all high imitations that we have made in a hurry. It is impossible for even those idiots to tell the difference."

Sean had to lament that people in this world are so deceitful. They can't tell the difference between high-quality imitations with such poor workmanship. If it were the high-quality imitation masters from the previous life, they wouldn't be deceived into paupers. This also proves one thing again -

—It’s terrible to be uneducated.

"That's good, that's good, that's good!" Mikey patted his chest.

"How many prisoners have been captured?" Sean and the others did not do everything right. They only set up kerosene bomb traps at the west city gate. The east city gate facing Andis Mountain was a large section without any burning objects.

The noble private soldiers led by Maneuver in the Bastille were finally driven in this direction by the fire, and were caught in the trap of the Eternal Night Army and the Skull-Smashing Army that were ambushed here.

These people have long been burned to death by the fire. As long as they can escape from the sea of ​​fire and hell, the city walls will jump, and they don't care about anything else. They are captured everywhere.

The number of noble private soldiers burned to death in the Bastille was much smaller than Christopher imagined, and most of them became prisoners of the Eternal Night Army.

"There are seven or eight thousand." Skullcrusher McGee said with excitement. "There are only viscounts and a lot of barons in there. The biggest one is a hereditary earl. How big is the position of a hereditary earl?"

"If it is a hereditary earl with a false title, it is worthless. At most it is a little richer than an ordinary poor man. If it is a hereditary earl with actual power, it is valuable. He has at least one county and territory in his name."

"How big is the territory of a county?"

"It's not big, only about one or two hundred kilometers, half the size of the Jacob's River ancient river course. Let's put it this way, the self-redemption price which is more popular in the Byron League is at least 100,000 Byron gold coins for a hereditary earl with real power."

"So big? So much money? Does the one we caught have a false title or a real one?"

"Nonsense, of course they have real power. If they have false titles, how can they have the ability to organize troops to conquer us? Anyone who can lead troops has real power. Not only counts are valuable, but those viscounts and barons can be sold at high prices, at least

Also get ten thousand Byron gold coins."

Skullcrusher McGee's eyes were shining with gold, "These guys are simply made of gold. No, I have to go and see them myself. Those guys are all messy. If there is any mistake, our losses will be huge."

After saying that, Skullcrusher Mikey ran away in a hurry, forgetting even the business of looking for Sean.

"General, this is a great move." Ralph raised his thumb and praised sincerely, "Who is talking about killing prisoners now? General McGee was the first to worry about him, but I'm afraid their families won't do anything like that.

More ransom, right? Their families, especially the heirs, wish they were really buried in the fire? By then, General McGee will be disappointed!"

"If you measure their value in terms of money, your IQ level is about the same as McGee's."

Sean glanced at him and said, "People have to take a long-term view. After two or three years, we will put them back without paying a penny. What do you think the situation will be like for Commander Manyu?"

"I understand." Ralph got it right. He gave a thumbs up again and praised repeatedly: "This move is great, it's really too high."

"So, we have to take good care of them. This is our biggest gain this time. At least we can't let them die in the mountains. They will become a poisonous arrow in our hands. After shooting out, the entire military leader will be in pain for a while.

." Sean let out a long breath, "This war will not change much from the year before. Let's proceed as planned!"

"No!" Ralph agreed happily, but his heels did not move. He said with some reluctance: "General, do we really have to retreat a hundred kilometers? The entire ancient Jacob River channel is not even three hundred kilometers.

It’s really unacceptable to give up a hundred kilometers for nothing.”

"So what if you're not willing to give in? Are you really prepared to have a hard fight with the opponent here? Let's not say whether we can win or not. Even if we win, what's the point? Everyone is dead, and there is nothing left to guard an open space.

What’s the use?”

"Everyone who saves will lose their land, and everyone who saves will lose their land. I have analyzed this truth many times and it is very thorough. This one hundred kilometers is necessary strategic depth, not to mention that we don't have that much manpower in our hands."

Even if we have the material resources to manage such a large area in our hands, it would be meaningless if we let it go waste."

"When we have the ability and need it, we can just take it back." Sean said earnestly, "You are the smartest among them, why do you have so much trouble understanding this principle?"

"It's not that I don't understand, it's just that I wasted so much land in vain. I finally took it back, and now I'm voluntarily throwing it away. Seven or eight villages have moved here, and they don't listen to our dissuasion. Let's retreat behind them now. This

Aren’t they sent to people outside the mountains in vain to cause harm to people outside the mountains?”

"A bowl can hold as much rice as it needs." Sean's expression at this moment was indescribably cold. "Don't regard yourself as the savior of the Andis people just because of a little achievement. Our own lives are not yet good.

, how can they care about some irrelevant outsiders? Either they have the same face, or they are of the same mind as us. Only after they have suffered enough can they know who is really good to them."

Sean had already heard about the cunningness of the Andis mountain people around Bastille, but he had never seen it before. This time his eyes were finally opened.

When the Eternal Night Army fought the Bastille to the death, there was no sign of them. When the Eternal Night Army captured the Bastille, each of them ran faster than a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, the ancient Jacob River course covered hundreds of kilometers.

All the good farming land was occupied by them.

If that's all, forget it. They are not the only ones who do this. The most hateful thing is that Sean and the others are preparing for a strategic retreat and vacating hundreds of kilometers of land as a strategic buffer zone with Manyu's military leader. They kindly sent someone to inform them.

At that time, they actually thought that this was a plot by the Evernight Legion to defraud their land.

People in one village were so arrogant that they beat two Yongye soldiers who were delivering the message to death, and then hung them outside the village to demonstrate and declare their sovereignty.

Faced with such a situation, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he will explode with anger.

The next day after the incident, Sean personally led people to massacre the village, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

It doesn't matter whether human nature is good or evil, this is a necessary means to survive in the mountains.

If you don't do this, those stupid people will think that the Yongye Legion is easy to bully, and similar things will happen one after another. For the safety of the Yongye soldiers, you must show your worst side from the beginning, and let them think before provoking you.

Know the consequences.

It was also from this incident that Sean discovered that living his own small life and the way he handled things as a leader were completely different.

At least my original way of being kind to others is no longer completely suitable.

Is McGee the Skullcrusher really such a vicious person by nature?

Not necessarily, at least during this period of time, Sean has never seen him show his ferocious side. On the contrary, most of the time, he is relatively easy to talk to.

The evil may be a shell deliberately created to deter unsuspecting people.

"I know what to do." Ralph sighed in his heart. He had made his own mistakes and couldn't help them even if he wanted to.



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