There was chaos in the Sidon Fortress at this time. Soldiers who used to be comrades were fighting each other. The Hebrew troops reluctantly relied on the fortifications of the castle to resist the rebel attack. However, due to the numerical disadvantage and the rebels
After they gathered a large number of archers, the situation became difficult to maintain.
The door was pushed open with a bang, and a knight covered in blood rushed into the hall where Hebrews was with a long sword. Then he took off his bloody helmet and said loudly to Hebrews:
"Sir! We can no longer resist it. Lead us to break out!"
"No, there is no need for that. Today is destined to be my end. Being able to die before Gaoling is destroyed is already the greatest kindness to me! You have been with me for a long time. You know what to do, brothers.
There is no need to perish with me, they are still young, take care of them for me!"
Hebrew stood up with a bitter look on his face and said, in fact, he had known for a long time that this rebellion was inevitable. From the day he refused to surrender to Ronan, everything was doomed!
After saying that, Hebra suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and wiped his neck violently before committing suicide. Blood spattered and Hebra's body slowly fell backwards. The knight saw the shocking change in front of him,
He was speechless for a moment, but in the end he endured his grief and walked to Hebrew's body. He already understood what Hebrew meant.
"Hebrew is dead, there is no need for you to fight!"
The knight carried Hebrew's head and walked outside. He roared loudly. When they saw Hebrew's head, both parties stopped. The knight threw Hebrew's head to the officer who was leading the rebellion.
Said in his arms:
"Take your glory and wealth and go! If you are willing to go with him, you can go with him. The rest of you can do whatever you want. No one can restrain you anymore. Go home!"
After saying that, the knight pushed aside the soldiers blocking the way and walked away with a lonely look on his face.
"Sir! There was a mutiny in Sidon Fortress! Hebrew was killed, and most of the soldiers in the city fled. Only a few people came to us with the heads of Hebrew and Leonard's old troops to seek rewards!" Ronan was eating Cowan.
While eating a fried chicken meal carefully prepared for him, I suddenly received a message from Bornhard.
"Really, it's a pity. I'll leave this matter to you to decide. See what they want. If it's not too much, you can satisfy it!"
Ronan put down the chicken leg in his hand and replied that after being besieged for so long, the people in the Sidon Fortress finally couldn't bear it anymore. Hebrew could no longer control their desire to survive. His death was the best.
It proves that since this, Ronan will have more troops to use, and the biggest internal hidden danger has been solved.
"Send part of the troops stationed near Sidon Fortress to Aldridge, and let the rest come here with the next supply support!"
Ronan picked up another chicken wing and gnawed it.
"Okay, I'll do it right away."
After ending his communication with Bornhard, Ronan continued to deal with the fried chicken in front of him.
In the next few days, Ronan's troops dispersed into several parts and began the task of occupying all the territories of the five lords. There were basically some residual forces in each territory, but it didn't matter, except for the five lords.
Some soldiers led by their children and relatives were still resisting, but the rest of the basic army surrendered as soon as they showed up. The only trouble was the reception work.
Aharu is very aware of current affairs. He already knows the terror and power of Ronan. Now he just hopes to play some role as much as possible to fight for the chance of survival. He is only over fifty years old and is still very strong. Now
I don’t want to die yet.
On the other side, Jackson has detected traces of Leon's troops. Although most of the nobles no longer support him, he still has a certain strength after taking away the defenders in Sword Gate Fort, plus the remaining
The small number of troops supporting his noble lords were barely capable of fighting. Of course, this refers to Ronan's previous military strength.
Leon never expected that Ronan would more than double the strength of his army in such a short period of time. His understanding of Ronan was still based on his previous impression. He thought that even if Ronan was strong, he would never be that strong. With his
If the current strength is used well, there is still a chance to turn defeat into victory.
But it is a pity that Ronan's strength has risen like a rocket. It is not something that people in this world can understand with ordinary cognition. The current Leon can only be achieved by gathering all the power in the east.
It's just a chance to show off with Ronan.
While Ronan's troops were conquering those territories, Mayweather, far north of Gaoling, was holding a brief meeting in the army camp.
Unexpectedly, the "Northern Shield" is not a tall and muscular man, but a little old man with an average face, a little short, and a very thin body. The face of Mayweather, who is 53 years old this year, may look...
He is about ten years older than his actual age, and he has no temperament. You wouldn't be able to tell from walking on the road that he is a person who controls a principality.
"Sir, the tribes in the sand have agreed to sign an agreement with us. Their leader is on the way here. He asks you to come here to talk to him!"
A middle-aged man in a dusty robe came in and said to Mayweather, who was looking at a map and listening to reports from the officers around him, and pointed at a location on the map.
"He is cautious! Okay, I understand, tell the guards to prepare their horses. Let's go now!"
"My Lord!" The man in robes nodded in response and left to prepare. Mayweather waved to the other officers in the tent and said:
"Wait for me to come back!"
After saying that, Mayweather left the tent with the tall knight behind him.
Two hours later, Mayweather arrived at the designated location, followed by hundreds of fully armed cavalry. There was already a group of people waiting on the opposite side, wearing robes, simple leather armor, and turbans.
Riding camels and desert horses on their crotches, they are obviously people from the sand tribes.
The leader was the only red-faced man wearing decent scale armor and an iron helmet. When he saw Mayweather arriving, he immediately galvanized his horse and ran forward for more than a hundred meters to the center of the two groups.
position, followed by ten cavalrymen.
Mayweather also rode forward and ran to a position about ten meters away from the leader of the sand tribe, followed by only five riders.
"Chief Yasumanda, why don't we sit down and talk?"
Mayweather spoke first, and the red-faced man named Asumanda also nodded slightly in agreement.