Considering the effect of the pills, Roland did not immediately order the First Army to pursue the enemy. Instead, he sent Lightning and Maggie to monitor the enemy's situation. [(?)] []
The wounded soldiers on the defensive line were immediately treated. During the whole battle, only five people were injured, and all of them were hit by spears. Four of them were from the artillery team. To his relief, the wave of spears thrown by the enemy did not cause the artillerymen to scatter. Instead, they crouched down and used the gun carriage to dodge the short spears. Then, they rejoined the battle in the shortest time possible.
Nana stayed behind the defensive line and waited for orders, especially when the enemy turned around and fled. Ignoring the rumbling sound of gunfire, she ran to the artillery position with Viscount Tigu and treated the wounded soldiers who were stabbed by the spears. It was hard to imagine that half a year ago, she was a little girl who would feel dizzy at the sight of blood.
In the end, all five of them survived. In the midst of cheers, many soldiers saluted her and watched her leave the battlefield.
In fact, this battle was much easier than the one against the Duke's coalition army. Without the drugs, the militias who had fallen into a state of addiction were extremely weak. Some of them even ran for two or three kilometers before lying on the ground, unwilling to move again.
The pursuing troops quickly gathered all of them and escorted them to Longsong Stronghold. During this period, the First Army also captured two Knight soldiers. Although they did not take the pills, they had already lost the will to resist. Facing the constantly approaching troops, they simply chose to surrender and asked to write a letter to their families in order to get a chance to redeem them.
Four days later, they arrived at Longsong Stronghold.
According to the information obtained from the interrogation of the surrendered Knight, Nightingale easily disintegrated the troops guarding the stronghold castle. The captain was killed on the spot, and more than a hundred militias panicked and scattered, then fell into the ambush circle set by the First Army at the gate.
Roland's men found Pérot imprisoned in the castle dungeon. He looked a little haggard, probably because of worry and anxiety, but in view of the noble status of the Earl of Honeysuckle, he did not suffer any inhuman treatment.
After nearly three months, the prince met the agent again.
"Your Highness, it's great to be able to see you," Pérot's uneasy mood finally relaxed, and he told him everything he had experienced these past few days in detail, "I don't know about Timothy's messengers …"
"They're all dead," Roland said casually as he leaned back in his chair. "In addition, more than half of the 1500 people they brought with them died at the border of Border Town. The rest are currently locked up in the fortress prison."
Pérot was a little surprised when he heard the news that the emissary delegation had been annihilated. "Your Highness, if you do this, I'm afraid the new king... no, your brother will see you as a thorn in his side."
"So, I should just surrender and obediently return to the capital, allowing him to do whatever he wants?" Roland stared straight into the man's eyes.
The latter could not help but lower his head. "No, Your Highness …"
"From the moment he sent his troops to the Western Territory, he was already my enemy," the prince said calmly. "In order to seize power, Timothy Wimbledon will only act more and more urgently. He urgently needs land and titles to be distributed to the nobles who support him. If you only want to enjoy yourself, why do you need to manage this fortress on my behalf? You should be very clear that only when I become the King of Graycastle, can your position in the Western Territory be stabilized. " He paused, and then said, "In order to prevent such a situation from happening again, I need to form an army to defend the fortress."
"An army?" Pérot was startled.
"Yes, not a Knight, but a professional army composed of civilians." Roland slowly explained his plan. "You will select a team of 300 people from the fortress, and my subordinates will train them on how to fight. The requirements for these 300 people are: they must be civilians, have never committed a crime, are not believers of the church, be between 16 and 30 years old, and have no physical disabilities. During the training period, they will live in Border Town, and I will provide them with weapons. From now on, your Knight and patrol will only be responsible for the city's security. More details are written here. "He handed the other a piece of parchment." You can announce the recruitment and screening according to the content. "
If he wanted to control the city's defense in his own hands, obviously stationing his own army was the most appropriate way. But the number of the First Army was too small, and it was not enough to defend Border Town, let alone to be stationed in Longsong Stronghold. Therefore, it was a compromise to let the other provide the manpower, and to train himself.
Nightingale's lie detection ability could ensure the purity of the team, and the new army's training methods and ideological education could make this group of people quickly form a fighting force. They would be equipped with the obsolete front-loading flintlock, even if it was seized by the enemy, it would not be a big problem. In addition, this army could also shoulder the task of transmitting information and intelligence. As long as someone tried to attack the fortress, Roland would be the first to receive the news.
"I understand." Pérot nodded.
"I will review the people you have screened out. Don't try to plant spies in the team, it is meaningless." Roland warned, "The spies you sent before have now entered the mine. If something similar happens again … "
"No, Your Highness." The other wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I promise it won't happen again."
"Next is the Church," the Prince leaned back in his chair with satisfaction. "You probably don't know yet, but the Stronghold Cathedral was set on fire by Timothy's men, and the High Priest Tyro was also killed by them. Now there are only ruins left."
"They actually burned down the church?" Pérot was shocked by the news. "This … I have to report to Hermes."
The Church's law stipulated that the King and the Lord had the obligation to protect the local Church's facilities from being violated. If they were unable to stop it, they should immediately report the news to the Holy City. For the former Ambassador who was proficient in the law, this was considered a normal reaction. Moreover, this kind of thing could not be concealed. Perhaps the devout believers in Stronghold had already sent the secret letter to the Holy City on the same day.
"Indeed, you should report it, but the content of the letter needs to be adjusted appropriately." Roland raised the corner of his mouth. "You only need to say in the letter that the attackers were Timothy Wimbledon's troops. After looting and burning the church, they left Longsong Stronghold and disappeared. In addition, you need to attach this thing to the letter. "He took out a pill from his pocket and handed it to Pérot." Just say that it was picked up near the church. They will naturally understand. "
"What … is this?"
"The Church's secret medicine, which is also Timothy's goal. It can make ordinary people burst with extraordinary power for a short period of time, but after the effect of the drug subsides, the user will slowly die of exhaustion, "Roland simply explained," Timothy wants to rely on this drug to strengthen the army and stabilize his precarious throne. When the Church sees this pill, they will naturally understand his intentions. "
As for whether they will take measures, that is another matter.
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