Chapter 252 Avengers

It turns out that numbers are not the only prerequisite for determining the outcome of a war.

When an army is attacked in the dark, it is easy to mutiny.

Theoretically, even if a soldier suddenly shouts, it will lead to a tragedy.

Roman Knight did not encounter such an extreme situation, but hundreds of knights from the Augusta family set fires everywhere to create chaos, which could also cause similar tragedies in his army.

Martin overturned the torches in the barracks and then manipulated his horse to jump over the railing.

The barracks behind him were already ablaze, and a considerable number of soldiers were slashing in fear.

Knights like him all slipped out of the barracks quietly like cunning foxes.

"It's a pity that if the brothers of the Knights were all here, they could overturn the camp of the Holy Cross tonight." Martin sighed with regret.

"Don't be greedy. If the Knights are all here, it won't be your turn to command." The knights around him burst his dream without hesitation.

However, from the scene, even if the Holy Cross people are trying to make up for it, the losses are still scary.

The knights who caused all this actually all escaped unscathed.

This is definitely a record to be proud of, and the greatest hero, Knight Martin, will even be promoted for this.

The next day, Roman finished counting the losses with red eyes.

The casualties were close to half, and the entire army collapsed.

If it weren't for the strong control, I'm afraid it would have collapsed now.

Having just been entrusted with an important task, he made such a big mess. Roman felt uncomfortable and wanted to kill again.

"General Jill, I failed your expectations." Roman felt uncomfortable for a long time, and finally decided to face the reality. He couldn't fail the general's kindness again.

He sent someone to contact General Jill and tried to catch the attacking Knight Locke in one fell swoop.

By the way, he also apologized and asked to send a general to regroup.

The enemy was so rampant, which made the rear supply route more important and could not be lost.

In his cognition, there were two barriers ahead, and a failure would not lead to devastating results.

The army of the Northern Principality could not have crossed the front of their own people and appeared here on a large scale.

Roman waited and waited, but no reinforcements came. Instead, he saw the army holding the two-headed dragon flag.

In the past two days, he spent all his energy just to appease the army. There was no defense facility in the camp, and even the broken railings were not repaired.

In this situation, encountering a large group of enemy troops is no different from seeking death.

Moreover, with the current morale of the army, it is not expected that they can put up much resistance.

What puzzled him most was that the other party could appear in front of him quietly.

"City of Sighs? General Jill?"

Roman couldn't believe it. Did the front line fail so quickly?

He was a genius, at least much stronger than ordinary people, otherwise General Jill would not choose to train him.

So he quickly figured out the cause and effect. The front line collapse could not have happened in these two days, and it was even more impossible that there was no news at all.

Only two days ago, the army's coach General Jill had the ability to block the news.

Many things cannot stand scrutiny. Roman just never thought about it, which does not mean that he can't figure it out.

Some of the soldiers who were imprisoned a few days ago have not received any news from the City of Sighs for several days. There is also a civilian officer who suddenly took up an important position. There is no real noble left here.

I thought that General Gil deliberately transferred those nobles to give me space to display my talents.

Think about it from another angle, isn't it a perfect scapegoat?

Roman collapsed, and his past worldview collapsed directly.

In this situation, either madness or death.

Obviously, Roman chose madness.

The moment he figured it out, he made a decision.

"Open the door and surrender."

The officers around him were all civilians or downtrodden nobles, and they were all supporters of Roman.

However, not everyone can accept this kind of thing.

Someone immediately drew his sword and glared at Roman: "Are you crazy? As long as we hold on for one day, General Gil will come to rescue us."

"I didn't expect you to be such a coward who is afraid of death. We will subdue you and wait for General Gil to judge."

Roman was very calm. He glanced at the supporters who silently blocked in front of him, and looked at the officers who drew their swords with sarcasm: "Don't you see? We are a group of abandoned pawns. I'm afraid that bastard Gil has already arrived in the capital."

"Impossible." Some people couldn't accept it, but the sword in their hands had already dropped.

"Look outside and tell me how they bypassed General Gil and the City of Sighs to appear here?" Roman roared.

"This may be a misunderstanding... Rockman... No, the one from the Northern Principality likes to play tricks."

"You are deceiving yourself. I don't want to fight with you. Get out of the way," Roman was imposing. After thinking it through, he seemed to have become a different person: "From today on, I will take revenge and let those who abandoned me know what the anger of civilians is."

Because of the common experience, more people chose to support Roman.

There was anger in everyone's eyes. At least at this moment, they wanted to take revenge on those who had deceived and abandoned them.

Even if a few people didn't want to believe it, they didn't dare to offend the public.

Soon, the camp gave up all resistance, and the flag of the Holy Cross Kingdom was thrown on the ground and trampled like a rag.

Roman used extra strength, turned his toes fiercely, and then faced the vigilant soldiers of the Northern Principality.

He spread his hands and laughed wildly: "I have no weapons, and there is no need to do anything to make everyone unhappy."

Indeed, he is the general of this army. Even if he is temporarily blamed, he has so many people under him, so he has a certain status.

Since he chose to surrender, there is no need to do some stupid things that cause misunderstandings.

But he was still searched and was brought to a huge open carriage.

Roman noticed some old emblems on the carriage, which were open wings and some royal marks.

He frowned subconsciously. The things he once chased madly now looked particularly disgusting.

Martin stood beside the carriage with his chest puffed out. He looked like a guard knight.

But he was very proud. Guard knights also depend on who they are guarding.

It is a recognition and honor for him to be a guard knight in such an occasion.

What happened two nights ago really brought him huge benefits.

So he looked at Roman with a very passionate gaze, after all, he had earned his military merit from this guy.

Roman felt Martin's passionate gaze and felt a little strange. Before he could think about it, he heard the attendant knight next to him say, "The person in front of you is the Duke of the Northern Duchy, the Knight of the North, the Guardian of the Barbarians, the Protector of Free Trade... the great general... Duke Leopold.

Why don't you salute?"