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It took most of the morning to transport troops. When 160000 knights and 220000 militiamen arrived at the castle of gahris, it was already in the sun.

Of course, it is impossible for all the 380000 troops to rush into the castle. Let alone whether the strategy of dwelling in the castle for knights is right or not, it is a question whether the castle of gahris can accommodate the 380000 troops alone.

What's more, there are two other castles, each of which has 20000 troops. Plus 20000 people gathered in gahris, this is the army of nearly 500000 people.

The 440000 army can be named as a million army. It must have scared many governors to surrender even in terms of this name?!

The place where they are now is the province of Rome, the territory of lugtungaul. In fact, the Lord of lugtungol has already urinated.

This area was originally the territory of Lancelot, but Lancelot was beaten by Carmelo and rolled back to Rome after being stationed here for three months. Now, the Duke of lugtungolu, Quintus Marca, is going to face the 400000 army of Camelot directly.

In the face of this situation, kuntus Maka, a 54 year old Duke, had been worried for a long time.

He is just a little desire to let his son go to Rome for a drink and see the opera at the end of his term. How can it be so difficult to live peacefully!

is walking on the pins and needles. He paces back and forth in the room. He is fifty years old, with a thick white foundation on his face, and then scarlet his lips. He uses a whale skirt to hang his drooping chest tightly on his chest. The old woman keeps shaking his fan, and every time she trembles with a thick foundation, it falls. Terrified, she screamed in a shrill voice, "my Makah! Marca! What should I do! What can we do about it? "

"Shut up!" Quentus Marca, distraught by her pungent and slightly Mediterranean accented Latin, let out a roar, shaking the woman.

"Oh! My poor manius! My manius She shivered and continued to shout.

Manius is the young man next to him. His full name is manius Maka. He is the authentic son of Quintus Maka.

"Mom He frowned and exclaimed, his freckled face was full of anxiety: "father, otherwise we will surrender..."

"Surrender?" Quintus glared and roared, "do you mean to make me, the Roman Archduke, surrender to a bunitan turd Bunitania is the British provincial number in Rome, which is Britannia.

Although Carmelo has been independent for nearly 50 years, many Romans still regard it as one of the Roman provinces. As for the so-called "Camero", it is only the title of a group of rebels. It is for this reason that although Claudius, the emperor of the last dynasty, regarded Camero as a great trouble, there were few reasons why the Romans attached importance to it.

"Face the reality! Father Manius, who stood up and growled, exclaimed, "from today on, we are no longer the Lord of lugtungaul, and lugtun Gaul will never be part of the Roman Empire again!"

As if he had exhausted all his strength, Quintus suddenly collapsed on the sofa, the sofa It's made by Camero.

The exquisite silver tableware is made by Camero.

The brass candlestick, carved with mysterious patterns like a work of art, was made by Carmelo.

The gorgeous, soft wool carpet with gold fringes was made by Carmelo

He looked up and tried to find something that was not made by Carmelo, but he failed.

Exquisite food, practice and origin are all derived from Camelot.

Beautiful maid's dress. It's from Carmelo.

The weaving and manufacturing of wool came from Camelot.

Everything reminds him, don't be silly, give up resistance, you can't fight against such a country.

Dejected, he lowered his head and said, "I see, manius, go and make a statement. I will seal the family."

Less than two hours after the arrival of the 440000 army of Keller on the Roman territory, the letter of surrender of the Archduke of lugtungol province was delivered to the table of Keller. At this time, thirteen Knights of the round table were eating lunch around the table!

Keller and altoria sat on both sides of the long table, but their left and right hands were not the Knights of the round table.

As a matter of fact, the one sitting on kylar's left hand is Denisa, and the other on the right is Miriam. They are two of the big sword girls who are qualified to sit on her left and right.And on the left side of altoria is the white knight, Joan.

On the right-hand side of altoria was the Red Knight, Mordred.

Only because they were women in the army, they both wore masks. They wrote down the lower part of the masks and stuffed vegetables into their mouths. These two women frequently attracted the attention of the Knights of the round table.

Because they were preparing for the war, the Knights of the round table did not change into civilian clothes. Instead, they were eating in military uniform - at most, they took down their armor.

The armour is thick and strong. It is often lightened by a wooden shield, but it is easily penetrated by knights. In fact, it is used as a shield in many cases: ordinary swords or swords can't cut it.

It's like altoria used to use her armor to block arrows and knives.

This is not impossible. In terms of the martial arts and battlefield bonus of the knights, this kind of thing is on the contrary easy to do. Of course, although it is easy to use, it is too clumsy to eat.

So the armor was put aside.

When gahlis's adjutant handed her a declaration of surrender, she opened the letter with a silver knife.

"Why did you surrender?" Altoria frowned, put the letter aside, and put a chicken leg in her hand. "It's really disappointing. It's just come here, and he gives up."

Keller took a sip of wine and ignored her. Denissa and miria chuckled. They were not part of the military system. They were not afraid of altoria. Even denissa watched her grow up. Her little dignity was just a cloud in front of Denise!

Of course, other people endure very hard. Yumuyou, Joan's small face is so red that she has to lower her head to stop eating - it is estimated that it will come out in one mouthful?

She looked at Keller and ignored her. She asked bitterly, "Kay, where should we fight next?"

"We're not going anywhere. First we'll distribute this copy as much as possible to other territories, and then we'll accept their territory." Keller continued to drink, sitting gracefully and calmly.

"But Kay, do you think about the amount of food we consume every day?" Altoria's question made everyone's eyes twitch and their necks cramped - you'd like to ask about food? You can eat as much as 30 people on your own. Are you afraid you can't eat enough for yourself?

No one asked about this sentence, and no one dared to ask.

"One day is enough." Keller put down his glass with a smile and said, "by the time the sun rises tomorrow morning, everyone should know who to be loyal to."

"Then it only needs a day's march to remove their military power, take the city defense forces and militia as the main cannon fodder, and then after a large amount of consumption, the men of Camelot will be filled in as a skeleton, and this area should be properly turned into the territory of Camelot?" Said Keller with a smile.

He said it very clearly before the war.

This is a military decision made for the sake of national independence, mainland hegemony and future resources. In other words, this life and death struggle is totally accepted by all.

In the west, there is no win-win concept.

Later, China slowly brought the values into Africa and then flowed from Africa to Europe. At present, there is no market for the values, and there are so many resources for life and death that are the real universal values.

For example, in order to fight for the English Peninsula, the Vikings and the Gauls could kill all the people on the peninsula. Some of the rest traveled as far as Ireland and Western Europe. For example, Alexander's dagger was presented by Celts who had traveled far away to Western Europe.

Of course, the Celts of this era are not so miserable. They are rich and strong now, tall and strong. Facing the dwarf Rome, they have enough confidence to defeat them.

In the early morning of the next day, the signs of surrender flew like rain flakes from various territories in lugtungol province.

The next step was a whole day's rapid march. With 5000 people and 5000 soldiers, the 220000 militia trained by Kailar was finally put into use. No matter how long the distance is, no matter how far the distance is, an adjutant, an adjutant and an adjutant with 5000 militia will be able to reach each other's territory in one day!

Adjutant to disarm, adjutant to steal, everything is so harmonious!

As the front foot has just issued the surrender notice, the back foot will resist something. People in this era are not so cheeky, but as soon as the front foot receives the notice, the back foot will take over the house and so on. The black politician Keller is so cheeky!

In the face of Keller, who sent out 100000 militia at once, all the people were shocked to find that in two days' time, all the twenty territories in lugtungaul province had fallen into the pocket of Keller. On the third day, Nero, who was far away in Rome, received the battle report. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start( qidian.com )Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!