The spring sunshine fell from the ceiling of the big tent, illuminating the simple interior of the tent. The king was smiling and sitting cross-legged at the top. The black wolf stood in the center with high spirits. Then, the light dimmed slightly and fell behind the king.
.The warrior captain Bertard looked calm, and the chamberlain captain Naxiu was low-key and speechless.
Behind the black wolf, on the edge of the slightly gray tent, stood the burly "Yanyan" Mihoti, the slightly fat "Huashu" Hochiku, and the lean "Pan Python" Moyahualuo.
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The seven people in the tent are the controllers of the six legions of the Southern Route Army, a total of 50,000 troops. Xiulote personally leads the 6,000 royal legions, Bertard is in charge of the 7,000 guard legions, and Black Wolf commands the 8,000 canine legions, plus
Five thousand Tekos surrendered their troops. These 26,000 men are the troops directly under Xiulote and can be fully commanded and mobilized. As for the remaining 24,000 men, they are three 8,000-man regiments affiliated with the southern city-state.
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The "Yuyan" legion comes from the largest state of Lachiko State, with 5,000 warriors and 3,000 militiamen. The "Flower Tree" legion comes from the wealthy Sarco State, with 4,000 warriors and 4,000 militiamen, some of whom are equipped with bronze weapons.
.The "Pancon" legion comes from the nearest state of Wactepec, which has been on the front line of repeated fierce battles with the Tlaxcalans for decades. The city-state is relatively dilapidated. They only have 2,000 warriors and 6,000 militiamen, but they hate the enemy.
The deepest and most determined will to fight.
"...In March of the Eastern Expedition, the Guaquili Army was the vanguard of the army and was the first to break into the Tepeyacac Basin. The Guaquili warriors suffered casualties of nearly 2,000 people, killing 2,000 Tlaxcala warriors, and six
Thousands of enemy militiamen! Attacked Shuigu City and besieged the city for ten days... The longbow guards, throwing vanguards, and axe guards that His Highness entrusted to me resulted in a total of three hundred casualties..."
Having said this, Hei Lang paused and looked at His Highness carefully. In this siege, he only dispatched the guards at critical moments, which has minimized casualties. Just the number of three hundred still made him
My heart skipped a beat.
"Um."
Shulot nodded slightly, his expression unchanged. He pondered for a moment and gave instructions.
"Bertard, make a good pension. Give an additional hundred acres of land to the families of each fallen guard, grant five serfs, and exempt them from tribute for three years!"
"As you command, Your Highness!"
Bertard saluted respectfully, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down the royal order. Most of the warriors in the Guards Corps were above the third level, were granted land by the kingdom, and had family brothers or heirs. They were well treated and were the backbone of the kingdom, and also the most important ones of His Highness.
Loyal supporter.
"...Tecos warriors landed first several times, killing more than 400 people, and about 50 people survived. They proved their loyalty to the kingdom, and have been included in my Guachili Army! According to my previous promise, they
They should all be promoted to level three warriors..."
The black wolf stopped again and looked at the king.
"Very good! The first warrior, regardless of his origin, should receive a generous reward!"
Shulot smiled and nodded in affirmation.
"More than fifty people, all promoted to third-level warriors, granted a hundred acres of land, and five serfs! Since they are warriors selected from the troops of Tekos, they probably have family members in the Tekos regiment, or are serfs in the kingdom. These five people
If the number of people is limited, they are allowed to choose their relatives and friends!"
"Thank you, Your Highness! The Tekos warriors will definitely be willing to die for you!"
Black Wolf's face was filled with joy. Such a reward would leave a path for the Tekos soldiers to ascend, which would motivate them to fight to the greatest extent. Then, he raised his head and reported back loudly.
"...In the battle of Water Valley City, we sacrificed a glorious noble of Tlaxcala, a dozen hereditary nobles, and more than two hundred noble descendants! His Highness's legion is unmatched! We also killed six thousand
Tlaxcala warriors, four thousand militiamen, and eight thousand captured militiamen!"
"Huh? This number..."
Hearing this, Shulot was slightly startled and looked at Naxiu. The other party nodded slightly and made a gesture of sacrifice. He suddenly understood, his expression did not change, and he praised with a smile.
"That's right! My Black Wolf General has never let me down!"
"Haha! It's all His Highness' blessing!"
Black Wolf smiled and saluted, then looked back at the three city-state army commanders. Finally, he added lightly.
"As for the Tecos surrender troops in the Tekos regiment, in the battle of Shuigu City, there were more than 2,000 casualties. Now, less than half of the 5,000 surrender troops are left... Can we use the newly captured Tlaxcala warriors to
Completely replenished?”
"Huh? Half of the casualties were lost so quickly?"
Hearing this, Shulot was a little surprised.
"Your Highness, after all, Shuigu City is an important town in the south. It is strong and dangerous. The defenders are very sufficient and the resistance is tenacious..."
"Hmm. The Tlaxcala people's determination to resist during the fight was indeed beyond my expectation!"
Xiuluo nodded. The enemy was determined to fight. From nobles to civilians, they resisted to the end. At this time, it was impossible to capture a strong city like Shuigu City, even with the help of stones and bronze cannons, without sacrificing enough lives.
And siege cannon fodder such as lowering barracks can greatly reduce the casualties of legion warriors.
"Bertard, when we captured the mountain pass fortresses, I remember surrendering a group of Tlaxcala troops?"
"Yes, Your Highness. There are more than 2,000 Tlaxcala warriors and more than 8,000 militiamen."
"okay!"
Shulot pondered for a while and looked at the black wolf again.
"Black Wolf, your canine legion has suffered a lot. Just recruit two thousand Texco people from the surrendered legion."
"Your Highness? Tekos surrenders its troops..."
"If these people can survive this war, they can be considered useful. Incorporate them into the legion and give them a background! The kingdom will treat them equally, and military merit will be awarded to them!"
Shulot raised his hand and made a decision.
"As for the surrender regiment, I will give you two thousand Tlaxcala warriors, and then select more than two thousand skilled militiamen, and together with the remaining Tecos people, we will gather five thousand people!"
"Praise your highness! You are my supreme wolf king!"
Black Wolf was overjoyed and immediately knelt down to salute. In this way, he had another thirteen thousand legions in his hands. When the captured Tlaxcala warriors entered the camp, they would first kill dozens of thornheads to establish their authority, and then
Promote a dozen people who can fight to become officers...
"After one battle, the main force on the south route lost 2,000 legions, 3,000 Tecos surrendered, and 5,000 were made up from the Tlaxcala surrender. Eight thousand enemy warriors were killed, and 10,000 militiamen were killed.
There were more than 2,000 captured warriors and about 20,000 strong men. Together, the captured and killed 40,000 Tlaxcala warriors were wiped out."
Xiulote touched his chin and made a quick calculation. For the main army alone, in fact, according to Naxiu's information, the number of militiamen who surrendered in Shuigu City was at least more than ten thousand. Black Wolf said that four thousand people were killed and eight thousand were captured.
..There is no doubt that at least 2,000 strong prisoners were executed by the army that washed the city.
"These are killers!"
Shulot frowned and cursed in his heart. Then, he looked at the three city-state leaders.
"Yu Yan, Huashu, Pan Python, what's your situation?"
"Ahem. Praise the Lord God, praise His Highness, and bless the legions with victory!"
The three of them looked at each other for a few times, and Yuyan Mihoti, who was still the strongest, stood up and was the first to reply.
"In the March of the Eastern March, the Yuyan Legion's 8,000 warriors only lost a thousand militiamen. More than 5,000 Tlaxcala warriors were killed!"
"Well...killed five thousand enemies..."
Xiulote narrowed his eyes and glanced at Naxiu inadvertently. According to the information given by Naxiu, the Yuyan Legion was responsible for suppressing the local area and suppressing the villages. The number of Tlaxcala militiamen killed along the way should be about three thousand.
The loss was more than a thousand. And the number of killing six thousand enemies...
"Your Highness, the Lord God protects the alliance! The warriors fight for the Lord God without fear of life or death. They killed five thousand enemies and there are heads to prove it!"
Seeing His Highness' doubts, the burly Yuyan Tuanzi patted his chest and answered confidently.
"Okay. The Lord God bless the alliance!"
After thinking about it for a moment, Shulot ignored it and looked at the other two people.
"Your Highness, the Huashu Legion's eight thousand warriors also lost one thousand militiamen. Seven thousand of the Tlaxcala warriors were killed, and there are heads to prove it!"
"Yes, Not Bad."
Shulot's face remained unchanged, he smiled and praised, but his heart was filled with anger. The Huashu Legion besieged the west gate and was attacked by warriors from Shuigu City several times. The militia camp collapsed twice, and the actual loss should be 2,000 people.
As for killing seven thousand enemies...
"Your Highness, the Pan Python Legion has eight thousand people, and one thousand has been lost..."
Shulot gave Pan Nang a cold look, and the other party's heart trembled, and he immediately changed his mind.
"Two thousand militiamen were lost...and ten thousand of the Tlaxcala warriors were killed, as evidenced by their heads!"
"Asshole!!"
The king couldn't bear it any longer, his color suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly. He clenched the scepter in his hand and struck it hard on the table, smashing the purple sand pottery pot directly!
"Ha! Kill six thousand, kill seven thousand, kill ten thousand!...How many of the heads in your hands are warriors, how many are militiamen, and how many are ordinary villagers!!"
