The Cullen Expeditionary Force fired another two cannonballs. The frontline troops collapsed like a collapsing house, not to mention withstanding them. In the chaos, the only one thousand soldiers who could fight had to quickly gather near the headquarters to protect Udora from being hurt by some guys with bad intentions.
At this point, any magic tactics are no longer useful. Udora, who is sitting in the half-underground command center, looks dispirited. She finally accepts her fate.
She held her scepter tightly and looked at the dagger she got from her advisor. She looked at it with a complicated expression for a long time.
The advisors around them did not cry because of the defeat. Even though they were all women, they had never thought of using their bodies to plead for mercy from the enemy.
But it was one thing to think this way. What the enemy would do was not up to them. In history, Tuk women were often sold at high prices in Lachman's "slave market". If they were "priests", people would fight for them even if they were five times more expensive.
Just because they were "rare", some big nobles would have a different kind of pleasure when they bullied them.
If the enemy was Lachman's sorcerer, Udora and her advisors might have already committed suicide. Because the Tuk people and these sorcerers had been fighting constantly in history, the accumulated hatred had long been indescribable. If they fell into the hands of the enemy, they would definitely not have a good ending.
But now …
"Madam … the enemy shot a letter with an arrow."
Outside, a heavily armored Tuk soldier knelt at the door. Udora picked it up and glanced at it. She was inexplicably relieved, "It seems that Lachman is not even qualified to intervene in this war."
The advisors gathered around to read the letter and found that Sodelor, as the commander of the Kingdom of Karen, ordered Udora and her army to give up resistance and disarm. He also said that the Kingdom of Karen would be fully responsible for the subsequent redemption of the prisoners of war in Eiseka.
These seemingly inconspicuous words were exactly what Udora and others wanted — because the army of the Kingdom of Karen really seemed to be here to fight a war, not to vent hatred and solve religious conflicts …
In the face of this powerful and strange enemy, their desire to die for their country quickly weakened. In fact, everyone was smart. Who would want to die?
Udora did not want to become the kingdom's cannon fodder.
She put away the letter and said in a low voice, "No matter what, we still need to understand what kind of enemy this is. If there's really an irreversible ending, it won't be too late to sacrifice myself for Your Majesty then … "
This made the advisors in the room relieved, and the subsequent arrangement was nothing new. As usual, Udora asked the soldiers to raise the white flag to show their surrender.
At eight o 'clock in the morning, the Kingdom of Karen's expeditionary force ended the battle without shedding a single drop of blood.
There were originally more than 15,000 enemies, but due to the large-scale retreat within an hour, there were only about 9,000 left. The rest had already fled into the distance. If Udora hadn't raised the white flag early, more people would have escaped.
When the infantry division took over the captives, they found that they had only fired three cannons, but the enemy had suffered nearly a thousand casualties. Part of it was due to the stampede during the retreat, and the other part was due to some of the soldiers who attacked the headquarters and were killed and dispersed.
Udora and others were tense, waiting for the judgment of this strange army. However, everything that the army of the Kingdom of Karen had done since they took over here made these Tuk tribesmen realize that something was different.
The cold Vulcan cannon stopped 200 meters away, and the huge barrel pointed at Udora's position. This deterrence made the high-ranking priests around sweaty. They completely lost their former dignified image. Some of them even didn't dare to wipe their sweat …
After the entire infantry division stopped, Division Commander Sterry and the guards came forward and contacted Udora with a serious expression.
Scepter priest Udora didn't know what to say. She stood there with a pale face, looking away from the solemn expeditionary force. Finally, she raised her hand in silence and motioned the advisor beside her to hand over the surrender letter that had been written temporarily.
Thinking of yesterday when the other side persuaded her to surrender, she still thought of a "protracted war". Udora felt that her decision was more like a joke — the surrender letter of the Kingdom of Karen was obviously not for negotiation, but to numb her. Looking at this posture, the other side had long been ready to cross the river to fight.
In the face of such an enemy, she could only say that she lost sincerely.
Sterry wasn't arrogant or haughty. Before he came over, he had already contacted Sodelor who was far away in La Xia City. After receiving the letter of surrender with Udora's seal, he said, "I accept your surrender on behalf of the expeditionary army of the Kallon Kingdom. Your Excellency Udora, please cooperate with our action. Abandon all weapons and armors. In the next few days, we will send everyone back to Rasia City in batches. "
Of course, Sodelor had his own plan to deal with the prisoners of war. Ordinary soldiers could be incorporated into the army, and the outstanding ones would be selected to join the least important logistics transport team as coolies. As for those small nobles or generals from various countries, they would be used as bargaining chips in exchange for a batch of ransom.
In this era, a large part of the "war wealth" was realized through "ransom". However, compared with Roddy's arms trade, these things were nothing.
Udora had no room to refuse now. She could only sigh and whisper, "I will cooperate."
"And … Your Excellency Udora, please get ready. Commander Sodelor wants to talk to you at noon, so you will be arranged to return to Rasia City soon. However, as a prisoner of war, it is forbidden to carry any weapons or items related to magic. Next, our people will carry out an inspection. I hope you can cooperate. "
"… Okay."
Up to now, Udora could feel that the other party had given her enough respect. If it was Wizard Varad, she would have been dragged to the street as a trophy, or tied up and sent to the bed of a member of parliament …
This kind of thing had happened before. In fact, she had already prepared for a "life-and-death struggle". After all, there were still 15 priests of the Tuk Tribe left. If they transformed at the same time, the power would definitely not be underestimated.
"And, this is our prisoner of war regulation."
After Sterry gave her a roll of bound paper, he did not explain more and turned to leave.
The troops behind quickly began to place the prisoners of war in separate areas to prevent them from collaborating with each other and rebelling. When he saw the trenches on the position, Sterry frowned. He raised his hand and asked the attendant with a walkie-talkie to come over and start reporting to Sodelor.
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