A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 268. Chapter 268

The Gasdad people are brave and cruel in battle, and they are indomitable on the battlefield, fearing death without fear of death.

They were born in the Gastad Snow Field, a world covered in snow and ice most of the year.

Barrenness, coldness, hunger and death go hand in hand.

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive.

The Gastards who survived in this environment learned the cruelty that the environment taught them.

The harsh environment also led to their impoverishment of civilization.

They never care about ethics, courtesy, justice and shame.

Because these useless things can’t allow them to survive in the cruel Gastard Snowfield.

To live unscrupulously is the instinct of their Gasdad people.

At the beginning, they had done something that pressed the people of Kanal to attack the city of Kanal, and this caused the city of Kanal, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, to fall quickly.

In fact, when attacking the city of Aaron Landis, the Castadans wanted to repeat their old tricks, seizing the civilians of Aaron Landis and driving them to attack the city as hostages.

However, at that time, Heimos, who was guarding the royal city, used an unprecedented tactic of “strengthening the wall and clearing the fields”, driving away the civilians hundreds of miles around the city before they arrived, preventing them from being able to capture the hostages.

Now, the commander-in-chief of Gasdade is very fortunate to have sent these prisoners of Aaron Landis here as slaves, which gave him an excellent bargaining chip.

When he found that the city wall was in danger under slings and giant crossbow|arrows, he decisively ordered the group of Aaron Landis to be tied and pushed to the city wall, so that they would become the wall’s meat shield.

He was very satisfied to see that the Aaron Landis attack stopped at the moment when his compatriots appeared on the wall.

After a moment of silence, the army outside the city suddenly burst into a violent roar.

The soldiers who saw their compatriots couldn’t control their anger, and shouted at the Gasdad.

They were furious at the despicable behavior of the Gasdad people.

However, the Gasdad obviously didn’t care about their scolding at all.

In their view, it doesn’t matter whether the means are mean or not, just useful.

They only care about the results.

So they continued to yell, pushing Aaron Landis slave to the edge of the city wall.

The Aaron Landis slaves were pushed roughly by the Gasdad soldiers, and walked forward involuntarily.

They walked slowly, staggering one step at a time.

Their hands and feet were handcuffed with bronze handcuffs, and they dragged heavy bronze chains under their feet, and they made a harsh rubbing sound against the stone ground as they walked hard.

These brave and fearless soldiers who have followed the Lion King on the battlefield have been tortured physically and mentally for more than a year.

The soldiers who had been admired by everyone were reduced to the humblest slaves, and they became the slaves of their most hated enemies, and suffered humiliation.

Many people died with hatred in pain.

The survivors are as if they are in hell, all struggles and unwillingness are in vain, they gradually become numb, living like clay sculptures and wood carvings, and there is no more expression in their eyes.

With his skinny body and thin and pale face, he could no longer see the grace of the battlefield of the past.

Until that day, they heard a news.

Those Kanars who hated the Gasdad and sympathized with them secretly told them to let them hold on for a while.

The Kanal people said that their new young king had announced in public that they would send troops to Kanal.

‘I will never abandon my people of Aaron Landis. ‘

This sentence made them ignite the flames of hope again in their hearts, who were already heartbroken.

Their king has not forgotten them.

enough.

This is enough.

This is enough to keep them alive with hope.

They waited hard for the arrival of Aaron Landis’ army, and waited for the day when they would return to Aaron Landis.

As long as this hope is still there, let alone wait another year, even if they wait another ten or twenty years-even if they wait until they are dying, they can continue to wait.

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Sid has been hungry for two days.

The Gastards imprisoned their group of Aaron Landis in one place and gave them no food except for some water.

He is very weak.

Unprecedented weakness.

However, even if he was starving, his mood was still as bright as the scorching sun.

With his stomach deflated deeply, Sid endured the uncomfortable feeling of hunger, and looked forwardly at the direction of the gate of King Kanal.

Not only him, but also the other companions. Even though they were dying of hunger, their eyes were still full of radiance-completely different from the insensitivity of half a year ago.

Soon.

Steward thought.

Soon, they will be able to go home.

At this moment, a group of Gasdad soldiers rushed in.

They yelled, pulled, and forcibly picked up these Aaron Landis slaves, and drove Ste and many of his companions onto the wall.

When Steer was forcibly driven to the wall, he immediately reacted.

These cruel and savage guys want to use them as a physical shield of the city wall to threaten Aaron Landis’s army to stop attacking.

Not only him, but many of his companions quickly realized this.

Suddenly, the team was in chaos. Many Aaron Landis people began to struggle, unwilling to go up to the wall.

But after two days of starvation, they were so weak that they could not resist at all. Instead, many of them were beaten severely by the soldiers who drove them, and they were beaten to blood.

If it weren’t for Gasdad’s generals to stop in time, those people might be beaten to death like this.

In the end, all of them were forcibly dragged onto the city wall by the Gasdad.

Dragging the heavy bronze chain, Sid staggered to the wall.

Lifting his eyes, he saw the familiar black and red army under the city wall that was out of sight.

The army of Aaron Landis, his fellow robes.

The red lion flag with gold patterns was flying high in the air.

Everything is as if before.

In an instant, Sid’s eyes turned red.

He used to think that he was a tough and fearless warrior of Aaron Landis, even in the face of death, even if he shed the last drop of blood, he would never shed a tear.

But at this moment when I saw the familiar armor and banner again, it was obviously only a year and a half later, but to him it seemed that hundreds of years had passed. At this moment, he could no longer control it, and the corners of his eyes were instantly wet. stand up.

Not only him, but those comrades who were forcibly pushed to the edge of the city wall like him, looked at everything familiar under the city wall, and the corners of their eyes were red, and they held back their tears.

Because of excitement.

Also because of unwillingness.

They also want to wear black and red armor, hold long swords, and fight for Aaron Landis with their robes.

But now, they can only appear before everyone in this embarrassed appearance, and even become a burden to their fellow robes.

Sid took a deep breath, and he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes, his movements moved the chains on the ground to make a harsh rubbing sound.

It was his life’s shame to lose to the Gastards, he only hated that he had never died on the battlefield.

But now, he is absolutely unwilling to be used by the Gasdad as a tool to threaten his fellow men.

“Even if we can’t fight-we must not be a burden to Aaron Landis!”

With the last of his strength, he roared out loudly, and Stead jumped out of the city wall.

With a determination to die, he saw that most of his body had fallen outside the city wall, and he was about to fall from a high altitude.

But he suddenly fell back on the wall.

A Gasdad soldier grabbed the bronze chain on his foot in time and dragged Sid back in one hand.

After the failure of Steer, some Aaron Landis tried to jump down and committed suicide, but they were all held down by the guarded Gasdad soldiers.

The Gastards were shocked by the attempts by Sed and others to jump off the wall and commit suicide. They couldn’t understand why the Aaron Landis did this behavior.

Worried that this situation would happen again, they simply tied those Aaron Landis slaves two to three with ropes to the wooden or stone poles on the city wall.

He didn’t want to die, but Sed, who was tied to the wall by the Gasdad, gritted his teeth.

He was about to bite his lower lip into bleeding, and hung his head, his eyes gloomy.

“Side, don’t worry.”

Looking at his decadent appearance, the middle-aged man tied up with him suddenly said,

“We will not become a burden to the Aaron Landis army. I saw it just now. This time, the leader of the army is Your Excellency Huimos.”

As a respectable knight commander, the middle-aged man, who was just a scrawny slave at the moment, looked calm.

“You should know the character of this lord, it is impossible for the Gasdad to threaten this lord with us.”

“I think your Excellency Huimos will order the attack to continue soon.”

If the coach is someone else, he still dare not be so sure.

But if it was the Lord Hiimos who they were familiar with, he would definitely order to continue the attack.

The middle-aged man said so with relief in his tone.

But under that comfort, there were signs of uncomfortable feeling.

After struggling for so long, looking forward to returning to Aaron Landis day and night, but now he still has to die in a foreign country.

It is impossible to say that it is not regrettable and uncomfortable at all.

…That’s it.

He would rather die for the country than suffer humiliation at the hands of the Gasdad as a slave.

Rather than being tortured to death by the Gasdad, he would rather die in the hands of his compatriots.

He only hopes that after death, his compatriots can bring his body back to the land where he dreams.

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…But, after all, I’m still not reconciled…not reconciled.

He had already seen from a distance outside the city, the right hand raised high by the black-armored knight standing on the ground on horseback.

he knows.

That was a gesture to order to continue the attack.

Just waiting for that hand to wave down, countless boulders and crossbow|arrows will overwhelm the sky and take the lives of everyone on the wall.

With a long silent sigh from the bottom of his heart, he closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of death.

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Bright sunlight shone on Hiemos’ black armor, and then it was swallowed by the darkness.

Riding on the horse, he slowly raised his hand.

Everyone knows that it is a signal to continue the attack.

Looking at the compatriots tied to the city wall, everyone felt that their breathing was short.

Military orders are like mountains.

Once Huimos, the coach, gave orders, they must continue to attack.

They will kill their siblings with their own hands and take the lives of their colleagues.

What a cruel order this is–

Kayhus stared at Heimos, who had already raised his hand from a distance, with a complicated expression.

It seems that Huimos has made a decision.

In order to break the city, Huimos gave up the lives of his captured compatriots.

He guessed it would be the result from the beginning.

Huimos would never give up a handy victory for the lives of those prisoners of war.

This person has always been like this and has never changed.

Kaihus looked away.

He can’t stop it.

According to King Garlan’s orders, Huimos was the commander of the army.

He must obey the command of the coach.

It’s just… Your Majesty will be sad after learning about this…

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At this moment, there was a strange silence on the battlefield.

Almost everyone’s eyes were on Hiemos.

Everyone held their breath and watched his every move.

“Pass the order.”

Heimos, who raised his right hand in full view, said, expressionless.

He couldn’t see the slightest anger on his face, let alone shaken.

In a calm tone, he gave orders that were natural to him.

“continue……”

Continue to attack.

A bright sunlight shone down, reflecting a light between his left fingers holding the reins.

The golden ring embedded with green malachite refracted the light to his indifferent eyes.

The right hand that Huimos was about to wave stopped in midair.

He lowered his eyes, and the shadow of his slender eyelashes fell into his pupils.

The malachite ring on his left hand was reflected in his eyes, and his lips suddenly tightened.

“Master Huimos?”

The subordinates standing behind Huimos saw that he had only spoken for half of his speech and then there was no movement. They couldn’t help but ask in doubt.

Huimos’ right hand slowly dropped.

He said: “Retire and go back to camp.”

“what?!!”

A few minutes later, a low horn suddenly sounded on the battlefield, causing Kaihuos to turn his head abruptly.

The horn of returning to camp? !

He looked surprised and incredible.

Is this Huimos’ order?

How can it be?

The low sound of the horn spread throughout the battlefield, and also to the ears of the Aaron Landis people who were tied to the wall.

The middle-aged man, who had closed his eyes and waited to die, opened his eyes abruptly when he heard the trumpet of the retreat of this familiar representative.

He looked at the army of Aaron Landis that was slowly retreating, eyes full of disbelief.

Isn’t the coach actually the Lord Huimos?

He thought blankly.