This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 745

"Listen to the people at the top of the city! We are Legion under the current Grand Duke Sierra Elon of the North!"

"Falan originally belonged to our Elon family! It was only because he failed in the struggle five hundred years ago and was robbed by the Falan family! But the current Falan family has been weakened for a long time and has long been unqualified to continue to control Falan!"

When he said here, The small man under Dawn led the city to put down the oversized loudspeaker in his hand, stopped gasping for breath to take a sip of water, and then raised the loudspeaker again with the help of two entourages.

"Listen to the Vankins! The Mafcom Collar and Lantern Castle in the south of your territory... they have all surrendered to the Elon family! Now you are the only ones holding on!

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It stands to reason that you guys who put up a desperate struggle should have been hanged after the city was destroyed! But the merciful Archduke Sera is ready to give you one last chance!

One hour! Last hour! If you don't surrender after an hour, we will kill all the captives! Immediately send troops to attack the city!"

"The people at the top of the city listen... "

William at the top of the city, after listening to the content of brawny man's persuasion to surrender, stood on the battlement speechless, and glanced at the "captives" who were tied to the side of the car that hit the city below the city.

Very good, the three familiar faces are not bad, the blue-haired Senior Brother from Banshee, the blue-haired Senior Brother who does not know his subordinate, and the unlucky little businessman of his own.

What should I say... After seeing Jose's sad face, William deeply felt that these three would be caught by the Elon family, and he was really not surprised at all .

The Legion of the Elon family has been beginning to stir for more than a month, but I don't know if the Farrell family's site has not been digested, or if the supply of food, grass and armament is not enough, they just take a little walk every time. Son, it didn't really hit the door.

In theory, the most suitable time for war is when the weather is relatively warm.

In this way, neither the spring planting nor the autumn harvest will be delayed, and the manpower and materials will be more abundant during the period, and there is no need to worry about the warm cotton coats, firewood, and additional terrain obstacles caused by snowy weather and other miscellaneous things .

Anyway, when the Falan overwhelming majority lords are in action, they will be more inclined to send troops after the completion of the spring ploughing, and the general lords will never do such a thing.

And if the Grand Duchess is not ready to finish her work, but is only ready to lay the daybreak collar, it would be more appropriate to wait until the weather is a little warmer.

After the snow melts in the spring,

many residents will start logging and collecting firewood, which will inevitably cause a wave of forest spirit tree monsters, and the bandits, bandits and all kinds of beasts who have been holding back for the winter are also the most dangerous.

When rampant.

Therefore, as long as Dawn Collar still cares about the income of the villages and manors under his name this year, he must send a large number of people with battle strength to help clear it.

But the problem is that the number of Legions in the Dawn Collar is not much, and it is partially restrained by the various major events in spring. In theory, this is the only territory that has not been cast yet. Hit, then she will just bring people into the city directly.

After thinking in a different position, considering that spring is very close, William has almost acquiesced in his heart that the new Northern Great Guild will start after the spring ploughing.

And the "new" Elon family Legion's performance was similar to what he expected, just swaying around the area where the Dawning Territory belonged, seemingly beginning to stir, but in fact it didn't really come over.

But what's outrageous is...José left Dawn Collar with Banshee's blue-haired Senior Brother in the morning. At noon, the scouts sent good news--the three Legions of the Elon family have begun to grow up. The scale is assembled, the total number is about 30,000, and the number of professionals is about 10% to 150%.

The captured craftsmen of the Farrell family have already led their soldiers to look for sturdy wood to build siege equipment.

As soon as I saw the news, William was muttering in his heart, according to Jose's unique "disaster sucking physique", this guy won't just collide with the Elon family and be caught. ?

William once again firmed his mind after seeing the moaning little businessman among the "captives" under the city.

Man, you have to believe in destiny.

The system has already given evaluations. Jose is born unlucky, so from another perspective, the person who decides when the Elon family will send troops may simply not be the female archduke, but the city wall. Jose, who was tied up with all kinds of flowers below.

To tell the truth, if the small merchants waited a week or two until the beginning of spring and then left at dawn to bring food to the bluetide fish people, maybe the Elon family would be able to survive until next spring.

William sighed worriedly when he thought of this.

I copied so much Great Chamber of Commerce with great effort, only to make Dawn a little more comfortable, and as a result, I immediately had to be responsible for eating, drinking, shit and tens of thousands of prisoners. piss, maybe even provide firewood, cotton coats and housing.

Among these 30,000 people, less than one third is a professional army, and the rest are farmers who have only received a small amount of training, so after a period of time, the spring will start, and the dawn will not only give these few. Ten thousand people divide their fields and build houses, and 80% of them have to pay for the spring crops...it's annoying...

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At this time, the city generals The soldiers who were surrounded by the breaking of the dawn did not know that someone was worried about their "captives". Most of them were eagerly preparing for the upcoming battle, even one who had only been trained for more than ten days. Farmers, all clutching the dung forks in their hands with whitish knuckles.

What I have to say is that for the ordinary person of the overwhelming majority, the Elon family, the Grand Duchess, can be regarded as a pretty good leader.

This doesn't mean that she has a high level of territorial governance, but compared to most lords who only eat and drink merrily, and are quite keen on looting and making money, this lord who was born in the cold north dukedom, a female grand duke who believes in weak are prey to the strong, can do "up for those who can, and down for those who cannot".

And relying on the support of her peers, to a certain extent, she can be called a rare "Master" who can do this, and is fully qualified to overthrow the rotten Falan and establish a A thriving new empire.

After all, in the eyes of most people who don't know the inside story, the current Falan royal family has completely declined in Western Mountain. As long as Lord Serra takes the Legion under his command, it can almost be "passed down" and unified. Falan is just around the corner!

Falan's overwhelming majority ordinary person is illiterate. For them, what tactical troops, what kind of food and grass trays, and what kind of occupation level are a bunch of imaginary things that can't be grasped. Who is more powerful, as long as it is bigger than the size.

Since the Farrell family has knocked down the Falan family, the Farrell family is naturally larger than the Falan royal family, so it should be by rights is stronger than the Farrell family;

And the Falan royal family can't even beat the destroyed Farrell family, so naturally it will not be the opponent of the more powerful Elon family, just a little comparison will know who will win.

In addition to the great prospects, when a force is in this "rising period", it can often vacate more positions for people in the middle and lower ranks, even if there is no innate talent and strength to continue. Those who go up can also see that others are making a leap in class.

The power of role models is endless. They have seen others turn from renting and farming tenants into farmers who own their own land. They even made great contributions to the city wall by taking the lead, directly from and themselves. The same muddy legs that have been eaten in the soil have become a lord who is eligible to enjoy the support of the manor, and will naturally yearn for it.

They even hoped that the Dawn-breaker in front of them would continue to be "hard-hearted". After all, if the nobles in this territory surrendered, then they would miss out on the credit, and they would lose a man who could climb up in vain. good opportunity.

In countless pairs of eyes full of anticipation and yearning, time has passed little by little, and the one-hour deadline is approaching. However, on the beautifully built city wall opposite, the flag belonging to the Falan royal family has not been lowered, and the city gate, which looks particularly strong, is still closed. The nobles in this territory do not seem to be ready to surrender.

"Lord Sierra, it seems that the Vankin family is going to resist to the end!"

After squinting at the city head of Dawn Collar, the tall middle-aged man He turned around, gave a knight salute and one-knee kneels said:

"My subordinates know that you see that the people in the Vankin family also have the blood of our Elon family in their bodies, so you specially gave them to them. It took them an hour to think about it, but now it looks like they're not ready to accept your offer."

"Well, I see."

Riding on a The woman on the tall horse nodded, then stretched out her hand to pull the lower armor, coldly said:

"Then don't have to wait an hour, pull up the trebuchet and the ram!"

"First smash the high towers and the bed crossbow that leaked from the city head, then let someone push the ramming hammer over the tower shield, and let me knock the city gate open! I will kill myself to go in, Let the others see the end of the dead end!"

"Yes!"

After listening to the woman's instructions, the middle-aged man went down with a smile on his face to give the order.

In a short while, dozens of soldiers, with the help of the pack beasts, shouted their horns and dragged the trebuchet up, but the oversized city hammer behind them failed to come over, but instead rumbled. Trapped in the blue brick road that William paid a lot of money to repair.

Noticing this scene, Sierra Elon frowned, lifted the metal visor, and looked at another subordinate beside him with a displeased expression.

Seeing such a low-level mistake in front of his grand duke, this subordinate hurriedly ran over, yelled at the soldiers who were trying to pull him, and even grabbed the whip and beat the pack beast himself. But there was still no effect, and the oversized hammer used to open the way was still stuck in place.

Idiot! Can't even handle this!

After the order was completed, middle-aged man came back. After seeing the situation over there, he quickly apologized to his granddaughter, who had a hesitant expression, and immediately left a dozen or so sturdy strength professionals. , rushed to drink and retreated the surrounding soldiers, and directly changed the professionals to carry the car.

The middle-aged man's method is indeed effective. With the efforts of more than a dozen Second Rank power professionals, the wheel was crushed due to its excessive weight, and the ram that was stuck in the road was lifted. a little.

But I don't know what this thing is made of. Even if the middle-aged man was eager to get off his horse and do it himself, the situation was still not much better. After several times of plugging in the small pads, they were crushed to shreds, not to mention the special wheels used to hit the city.

The woman who couldn't bear to watch rushed over to the warhorse with her legs tucked under her crotch.

Seeing this kind of thing alarmed his grand duke, the middle-aged man wiped his sweat and lowered his head in shame, and explained with an annoyed face:

"Grand duke, It's all my fault. There is not much good wood around this territory, so I sent someone to the port to dismantle the keel of a sea-going ship. I'll let someone hit him again..."

"No need."

The woman turned over and dismounted, first wrapping her arms around the tip of the ram, then after hooking the head. Eyes wide open and exhale!

"Get up!"

In the eyes of everyone in awe, this ramming hammer, which dozens of them could not lift, actually followed the woman's strength, How high is the arm straight up!

"Divine Force!"

"Sir Sierra is too strong!"

"Amazing! Lord Sera must be the first warrior of Falan! ”

Amid the roar of admiration around, the middle-aged man roared with anger.

"Fools! Hurry up and put the bedrock! Be careful of hurting Lord Sierra!"

After hearing the scolding from the middle-aged man, the soldiers around were just like Meng Fang woke up and found that Lord Sera's legs had broken through the thick floor tiles and were sinking a little bit.

After they were scrambling to find the sturdiest large bedrock and stuffed it under the frame of the attacking city hammer, the woman slowly pulled down the frame and pulled her knees out of the soil. While moving his sore shoulders, he turned his head to the middle-aged man and said:

"Remember to be firm! I don't want to see this thing paralyzed in front of the city gate!"

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man hearing this was relaxed at first, then lowered his head, and said with a resolute expression: "This subordinate knows! It is guaranteed that this kind of low-level mistake will never happen again!"

"Okay!"

The woman heard this nodded with satisfaction, and then pointed to the tall city wall with the dawn collar and said:

"I heard this fiefdom is doing really well, and if you can get it right, it's your new Fiefdom when you get it down!"

middle-aged man Hearing this was overjoyed immediately, straightened his waist and said like a bell:

"Subordinates will do their best!"

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Soldiers around With our efforts, it didn't take long for the new wheels to be hit.

After trying to push it twice, after confirming that there would be no more problems, the middle-aged man called two squires to put up shields on the roof to prevent arrows and beating stones that might fall overhead. , then with twenty selected strength professionals, pushing the rumbling hammer, they rushed towards the tall city gate leading to the dawn.

When he was about to reach the city gate, he pulled his neck and screamed with red ears:

"Follow me! After the city is broken, I am here. Lord! You are..."

"clang clatter"

A sound of rolling iron chains rang out, and before the battering ram hit it, it was nearly five meters in front of him. The tall city gate lifted itself abruptly, and a man who looked less than twenty years old walked out.

The man grabbed the huge chain of the winch with one hand, the size of an arm, and dragged the tip of the ramming hammer effortless with the other hand, and said with a displeased face:

"Don't bang it blindly. This door is very expensive to repair!"

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Last night~Achieving level 3 and 2 million words at the same time last night, hehe~ happy

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In addition... I haven't watched today's game, EDG cheers! ! !

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