[There's still one more chapter left. I'll try to do four chapters tomorrow.]
Outside Martian City, in the main camp of the Phoenix rebel army, the commander's tent was brightly lit. The bodyguards were nervously guarding the perimeter. The enemy was very powerful. Now, it was no longer a question of whether or not they could take down Martian City, but when the enemy would launch their counterattack.
The rebel army was very passive. There were no big cities in the north, so they had nothing to rely on. Heading south to join the war against Sun City was equivalent to abandoning the entire north.
It was also very chaotic inside the tent. This rebel army was formed by over a hundred nobles. Their original intention was to take down Martian City and stabilize the north so that they could provide support to Sun City.
Inside the tent, more than ten of the most powerful nobles were frowning. There were three pieces of paper on the table. These three pieces of paper were carried on the carrier pigeons shot down by the intermediate archers in the army.
The same content was written on each note. The nobles were worried because of these three notes.
The messenger pigeon flew to Mars City. The content was to inform the commander of Mars City that the Metatlin Kingdom and the Bitter Water Prefecture Kingdom had already formed an alliance. The armies of both sides would advance and retreat together. In the north of Phoenix, the Metatlin Kingdom was the leader.
Before this rebel army attacked Mars City, Salin and Rex had yet to form an alliance, so this news was very shocking. There was a world of difference between an actual alliance and a verbal friendship. With this alliance, no matter how far the Bitter Water Prefectural Kingdom was, they wouldn't have to worry about this city. This was because the Metatlin Kingdom was too close.
Inside the tent, there was a count in charge, and the others were all viscounts. The Grand Duke of Phoenix had the right to bestow nobles, but the highest he could achieve was a viscount. The title of earl was hereditary. His ancestors had served in the army of Holy Rock City and later became a noble of Phoenix. The title of earl had been passed down since then. The other viscounts, on the other hand, had obtained their titles from Sun City.
The viscounts all looked at the count. The count was in a daze. He was not an idiot and understood the meaning of this alliance. Now, the Metatrins could openly come to Phoenix, using Rex's 5,000 troops as an excuse. Both sides were allies. When the Bitterwater Prefectural Kingdom's army was attacked, it was equivalent to declaring war on Metatlin.
At this moment, a soldier outside the tent came in to report that the Martian City had sent someone to deliver a letter.
The person who delivered the letter was a native of Mars City. This person was left outside, and the letter was brought into the main tent. The Count opened it and his hands trembled.
He was not afraid, but angry.
The other party's tone of persuasion was very stiff. If they did not surrender, the Martian army would not keep any prisoners of war.
"Sir Count, what's written in the letter?" The surrounding nobles couldn't help but ask when they saw the count's ugly expression. The Count thought for a moment and passed the letter around to everyone.
After reading the letter, the nobles reacted differently, but everyone's expression was shaken.
The combat power of the Martian City's army was extremely strong. In the past few encounters, the Phoenix rebel army had never gained the upper hand. Now, even the enemy's military strength surpassed theirs. This letter could not be considered an insult.
It was a blatant threat, a warning.
The Earl saw this and sighed, "What does everyone think?"
"Of course we'll fight to the death!" a marquis said indignantly.
"Hehe, fighting to the end means death. Everyone, don't hold on any longer. You've all heard of how savage the Metatrines are. The Vatican's 100,000 expeditionary troops, for some reason, didn't survive. They were all slaughtered by the Metatrines. "The Count's tone was low as he continued," I still have 5,000 soldiers under me, and I've decided to withdraw from the battle. If you object, you can attack me right now. "
The nobles were stunned, but they heard the Count continue, "The alliance between the Metatrines and Bitter Water Prefecture is unstoppable. Sacred Rock City must have recognized their position. It's better for us to surrender to the Metatrines than to Sacred Rock City. There is only a short period of peace between them. Sooner or later, we will take back our land. "
"But Sir Count, if we surrender, won't we lose everything? What the Metatrins want is land! "
The Count glanced at the noble who spoke and said, "But can we take back everything by fighting now? If we surrender, we can still start anew. I heard that the king of the Metatrines has taken in many Phoenix nobles and Jialoulan nobles. Although these nobles don't have land for the time being, their private property and even their soldiers are protected. "
Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, the Count continued, "Many of the troops that entered Martian City during the day were originally from the Phoenix noble army. Didn't you see? The reason they went to war and attacked us is because as long as they win, they can obtain land. "
The nobles lowered their heads. The Count continued, "It's not that we don't have loyalty, but the old duke is already dead, and the young duke is also dead. How old is the new duke that Sacred Rock City left for us? We don't even know if he is of the Phoenix bloodline. Who are we loyal to? The Phoenix family is almost dead now. Sacred Rock City is cruel and merciless. Those with the Phoenix bloodline who can survive are already slaves to them. Do they still care about our loyalty? "
The Count continued to tempt them, "We joined the Metatrine Kingdom as the founding nobles. We still have an army, and the king of the Metatrines will definitely not reject us. Giving us the corresponding status will tempt the nobles of the entire north. If we fight to the death, what can we get? "
"Mister Earl, is Phoenix really done for?" a Viscount asked. After he said this, he suddenly choked with sobs. The surrounding nobles were affected and couldn't help but cry.
They had gathered all of their wealth and soldiers, wanting to respond to Sun City precisely because they were indignant. They were unwilling to let Phoenix's thousand-year glory end just like that.
Although Phoenix was a vassal state of the Qin Yin, it was a legendary country. The first Grand Duke of Phoenix was once an indomitable figure.
Only the Qin Yin Empire had two huge duchies. That was because the Grand Duke of Phoenix was too dazzling. If it weren't for the founding emperor, such an unprecedented guy, the Grand Duke of Phoenix might even have established a dynasty.
After the Phoenix Duchy was established, the Qin Yin army never appeared on Phoenix's land again. Other than the hereditary nobles, the other nobles of Phoenix were all locals. They were also bestowed by the Grand Duke of Phoenix for generations.
These nobles were unwilling, so there was this rebellion.
"Glory will always end one day," the Count said painfully. The count said painfully, "Phoenix is finished. We can't find the Grand Duke's bloodline anymore. Sacred Rock City wants to take back all our land and use our people to fight and sacrifice. However, we still have a way to resist. We can join the Metatlin Kingdom! "
The Count suddenly raised his voice and said to everyone, "We surrender. Our only request is that the Metatlin people will never submit to the Qin Yin Empire! If the King of Metatlin does so, we will leave the kingdom and find our own home again. "
"But will the army in the city agree to our conditions?"
"We are only surrendering and stopping the attack. The King of Metatlin will meet us personally and make us his nobles. He will agree to this request. Otherwise, he won't need to form an alliance with Bitterwater Prefecture. "
"My Lord, we will listen to you." The viscounts in the big tent expressed their stance.
"Summon the barons and have the guards prepare. If these people don't agree to surrender, tie them up. " The Count didn't dare to be negligent. Many barons had also participated in the rebellion. They had more than a hundred soldiers in their hands. Although the barons didn't have a high status, if they all rebelled, it would be troublesome.
Deep into the night, the army in Martian City had already assembled. If the army outside didn't reply before dawn, they would launch an attack.
Although Salin's 6th Battalion was the most elite, they didn't anticipate the rebellion in Phoenix when they set off, so their equipment wasn't targeted. The 2nd Battalion, on the other hand, had brought a large amount of equipment for field operations. If the rebel army outside didn't surrender, the 2nd Battalion would lead the nobles' army in a massacre.
Salin's various magical weapons were already very close to that of the Sacred Rock City's army. Phoenix's army was much weaker in terms of equipment. Otherwise, the heavy infantry of the 6th Battalion wouldn't have been able to slaughter so many cavalrymen.
If there was no difference in equipment between the two sides, it would be very difficult for the heavy infantry to slaughter the heavy cavalry. At least, it wouldn't be possible on the plains.
The lights in the big camp outside the city lit up. About an hour later, more than two hundred soldiers, protecting more than ten people, approached the south gate of Martian City. This group of soldiers was waving a square flag that had been torn into three pieces. These flags were all white, which meant that they were about to surrender.
The soldiers on the city wall immediately sent the news to the City Lord's Mansion. The officers who were preparing to launch the operation heaved a sigh of relief when they heard the news. Although everyone thought that there was no suspense in this battle, under the situation where the military strength was similar, it was inevitable that they would suffer losses. The enemy's surrender was a huge contribution.
When the commander of the 2nd Battalion left, Salin had already secretly instructed that if he could persuade a noble to surrender, his battalion would record a contribution. If a noble was killed, the contribution would be halved. If he let the Phoenix people escape, he would become a flag commander.
The lights on the city wall of Martian City immediately lit up, and the city gate slowly opened. The army in the city had already been organized, and they weren't afraid of an enemy attack. Even if these two hundred soldiers were all swordsmen, they wouldn't be able to take down Martian City.
Rex's officer also sighed. Salin's army had exerted great pressure on the other party. This surrender was beyond his expectations. What he didn't know was that Salin had deliberately released messenger pigeons nearby. The pigeons had flown to the wrong place, and the Phoenix rebel army had received them. This had dealt a psychological blow to the Phoenix nobles.
Salin's intentions were clear. He wasn't just here to fight. He wanted to occupy land.
This was also thanks to Guya and the others. These young nobles had analyzed the Phoenix people thoroughly. The rebellion this time was just the last struggle of the Phoenix people. As long as they were given a little hope, Salin would definitely be able to gain a foothold in the north. This hope was that the Metatlin Kingdom wasn't a vassal of Qin Yin.
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