"Tsk, that's it... I really didn't expect that the harassment of light cavalry would hit morale so hard. It seems that more promotions should be made in the future." Egil was a little surprised for a few seconds after receiving the news, and then said such words. He began to encourage the Hussars to double the harass the Lithuanians.

The Hussars who were encouraged and won consecutive victories were even more courageous. They not only searched for single enemies, but also dared to attack even a small enemy unit of more than 20 people. There were also some more bold Hussars who even wandered around the Lithuanian barracks. Sometimes they were caught by Lithuanian sentries and would not escape, but instead charged. They laughed at the Lithuanians as if they were facing a great enemy and were panicked.

So the morale of the Lithuanians was so low that they could no longer be depressed.

In this situation, one day, a pair of Lithuanian soldiers came out to fetch water. Unlike the previous situation, this group of Lithuanian soldiers did not fail to draw lots, nor did they want to seek death. They came to surrender.

Yes, these people were all from a tribe that surrendered to the Norman Empire. The elders of their tribe also sent people to send messages, hoping that they could leave the Lithuanian army and return to the tribe. These people were just hesitant at first. But as the war progressed intensified, the terror of the Norman army also scared these guys to death. So, after a while of discussion, they decided to surrender.

Of course, if he ran over casually, he would probably have the Norman Hussars cut off his head. So this group of people collected white cloth behind their backs and made a simple white flag. Afterwards, they felt that it was not safe, so they drew lots and selected one person to surrender. If he was not dead, they would let him take the Normans over there. This would be safe.

However, they didn't know what the Normans were about to the surrendered people, and would accept them, or kill them directly. So they then grabbed lots, and the ones caught went to tell the Normans first, if they agreed, they would bring the Normans over, and they wouldn't say... and if they didn't say it would basically be out of the future.

"Don't be me, not me, not me..." Everyone was like this in their hearts, praying repeatedly, hoping that it would not be their turn, but in the end, one person would always be chosen. That person was called the unlucky person. The others breathed a sigh of relief and fell to sleep, leaving only this unlucky person, and the leaders of these people who came up with this solution.

"Tell you, listen carefully - before this, I learned a little bit of the Norman language, and I said, listen, this sentence means don't kill me, I'm here to surrender. Be sure to remember it well, and say it won't save your life!"

After saying that, the leader also went to bed. Only the unlucky man left to contact the sentence alone. Even when he saw the officer the next day, he almost said that sentence. It was a pity that the noble officer could not speak Norman. Otherwise, they would have had trouble...

After that, a few days later, the group took the opportunity of fetching water and left the camp, and let the unlucky guy who had been selected before take the white flag to a piece, which is said to be a place where the Norman Hussars often appear, while the others chose another place to hide.

The unlucky ghost trembled and took out the white flag on his chest, stretched it out, and shaking forward. Because there were legendary Hussars in this place, no one wanted to come here. The unlucky ghost was not afraid of being seen.

And then, after a while, the Norman Hussars indeed appeared as the legendary ones.

"That guy - it's a Lithuanian! Kill him!" One of them shouted impatiently, drawing his sword to rush over.

"Wait a minute, that guy seems to be holding a white flag. Do you want to surrender?" Another Hussar stopped him.

"Anyway, go and take a look. He is only one person anyway." said the third Hussar.

So they rode over. Seeing the legendary ferocious Hussars rushed over, the man shouted, threw down the flag and turned around and ran away. The Hussars were stunned, and the impatient one pulled out the cavalry crossbow to shoot. Then they were stopped.

"Catch him and ask clearly." The third person spoke, the cavalry captain said.

"Tsk, kill the matter, how simple." The impatient one muttered a moment, then ran up immediately. His two other companions followed behind and soon caught up with the guy. Then he pulled out a scimitar and slashed his back hard on his back.

The unlucky guy thought he was dead, so he screamed and fell to the ground. Then he found that he had nothing to do except for the severe pain in his back! He was about to get up, but then he was kicked on his waist and eyes, which hurt so much that he couldn't get up.

"Say, what are you going to do?" Then a scimitar was inserted into his eyes by the other party - almost against the ground at the tip of his nose. A Hussar asked in Polish while stepping on his back. He did not get an answer, but he gave a wink at his companion next to him, so the companion asked in Slavic again. He still didn't get a response.

"Really, is it a mute? Let's kill it." The irritable Hussar began to become impatient again.

"Don't kill me! I'm here to surrender!!!" Hearing the other party say this, the unlucky guy's mouth suddenly became quick and quick again. He was like killing a pig, and he shouted with the greatest strength in Norman language he had learned before.

"—Shut up!" The Hussar, dissatisfied with his voice, stepped on him hard. Then he turned over and asked his companion: "What did he say he is? Do you want us to kill him quickly?"

The Captain Hussar shook his head, "No, I think he is here to surrender. Okay, let him get up, I'll ask him." Afterwards, the Captain Hussar tried to stammer and speak Lithuanian. The captain was stunned for a moment, then nodded desperately.

"Oh, it looks like this guy is really here to surrender." said the cavalry captain.

"So what's wrong? Look at the guy's ragged clothes, he's probably not a noble or something. If he doesn't need a ransom, he might as well cut off his head and exchange his military achievements."

"Cut chop - you know how to chop people! Use your brain more often! Don't be impatient!" A Hussar next to him couldn't stand this guy, and couldn't help complaining loudly.

"What?! Coward? Do you want to fight? I have twice as many people as my military talent as you!"

"That's because you cut down unarmed civilians!"

Seeing these two guys getting nervous again, the cavalry captain pushed and separated the two guys who were getting closer and closer: "Okay, don't argue with you two! Hand over this guy."

In this way, after some twists and turns, this group of Lithuanians finally surrendered successfully. In the past few days, there have been many such situations. Lithuanians use their brains under the will to survive and are very likely to think about surrender. The so-called nationalism and nationalism in the Middle Ages were very thin, at least in Egil's view. In this era, occupying a territory that does not belong to the nation and implementing effective rule is much easier than in the era when the national and national concepts were stereotyped in later generations. As long as the mindless person is like Muslims, he will be fine to collect a count tax on the pagans.

Before this, when Egil was supporting the occupation of new areas, he would implement a six-month tax exemption system, so the farmers were naturally happy to surrender to him. Of course, Egil is now crazy and will not implement such a policy. This is also the reason why the Lithuanians did not surrender to Egil at once, but waited until Egil fought for a while before surrendering.

On the land of Lithuania, Egir and his cavalry rampaged for nearly two months. The siege of Vilnius was not rescued and resolved. In the two months of confrontation, although there was no main battle, Vitatas had completely lost confidence. Even the light cavalry tactics that the Lithuanians were best at were beaten to pieces. Needless to say, anything else. Vitatas did not think he was the kind of general who could go against the will. And to mobilize the national enthusiasm of the Lithuanians, this strategy was proven to be ineffective, and he had no choice.

"The Normans are so powerful, but we are so weak. A few years ago, the Normans were able to destroy the powerful United Kingdom, and now they are here again. They will not let me go, and the devil will not let me go... No, I want to escape, I must escape!"

However, where can we escape? Most of the entire Lithuania has been included in the bag by Egir, and a large number of countries in the remaining half are also connected to the Normans. Lithuania can no longer stay there. So, escape? Escape to Belarus? Escape to Ukraine? Escape to Zaporoze Khanate?

But what's the use? Those places, the Normans will pass by sooner or later... They are like this. No matter how much land, how many slaves, or how much money, can't satisfy these greedy guys... unless, unless... unless... unless... kill that guy-yes, kill that guy, kill that bastard Egil!!"
Chapter completed!