Augustus Under the Horseshoe

The horrible shadow of the centaur and a half horse is cast on every inch of land on the west bank of the Caspian Sea. The vast tune of surrendering and admonishing resounded in every piece of the sky in the half-devil city.

After studying the secret scrolls of the Eastern Roman Empire and completing the extremely complicated training for the dead of poetry, the petite and lovely bard, Christian, stepped out of Gredinian's land again.

I saw her brown slender wrists flipped gently, and an antique seven-string guqin appeared out of thin air on those tender palms. Intoxicated, the mare raised a front hoof and lightly hit the ground, acting as an accompaniment drum. The slender fingers, which are imaginary and boneless, skillfully pluck the seven-stringed harp and sing softly.

Although the sound was faint, it hovered in every street, every house, and every person's ears in the port city.

Christian adapted the words of persuading surrender into lyrics. Accompanied by the singing of the seven-string tune, it is sometimes gentle and tactful, sometimes solemnly solemn, and it seems to be dark with a certain arcane sound, slowly torturing and changing the residents of the city.

The Teflins were very surprised, and it was not that they had never dealt with nomads. Usually these men, horses, orcs, and cats from the north went to villages and small towns to catch the autumn wind, plunder some food and leave the population.

Large-scale nomadic incursions, at most, besieged and trapped the city, and extorted some gold and silver treasures. Everyone can put together a little money to avoid disasters.

But what is this gang of nomads crazy? Let's change our course? Refuge in the tribe? The governor sent out to send gold and silver jewelry, trying to send away the messengers of these plague gods, but was also driven back amidst laughter.

Of course, those treasures were accepted by the tribe.

Finally, after the bard’s persuasion song reverberated throughout the day and night, Teflin in the city fell into boundless madness in extreme fear and despair. In just three hours, there were six waves of mobs attacking. The governor’s mansion, trying to take his head to return to the tribe, the last wave, even a half-devil aristocrat, together with Jiading and Shuwei launched a coup!

After the endless assassinations and riots, the last string of reason in the Governor's head also collapsed and broke. After the seventh rebellion of the unsophisticated people, they simply took their most trusted men to personally open the gates of the city and welcome them. Master Wang.

As the first city to surrender, Abujos and Christian kept their promises, re-divided them according to the tribal household registration system, and counted the urban population.

The local governor still holds the position of ruler, but has changed the name of the head of ten thousand households. After the man took his eldest son as a hostage and sent him to Gredinian to "study", the men immediately lifted the siege and even rewarded the locals with a large amount of food and supplies. With a terrifying army, they continued to go south to find trouble in the second city. went.

Watching the smoke and dust, the mighty ruining army left, the eunuch...No, the head of the tyrannical household seemed prostration, sitting on the ground profusely, and ordered his subordinates to throw all the flags in the city. In the fire, it was completely burnt, and by the way, the flag representing the tribe, with a cyan underside and an eight-pointed black star, was inserted on the tallest tower in the city.

Soon, the cities along the Caspian Sea were surprised to find that amidst the horror of death caused by the raging nomadism and the closure of the city, a city had regained its prosperity. They drove cattle and sheep to herd again in the suburbs, and the people could walk safely. On the side of the army of people and horses.

A large number of half-devil boats were loaded with grains, and they were sold to other stubborn cities at prices several times higher than usual. After their surrender, they were not burned, killed, or looted, but instead received preferential information to other people. In the ears.

At this moment, many soft-boned Teflins completely lost the will to resist. The king was trapped at the other end of the grassland and could not save himself at all. There were more than 10,000 civilians and hundreds of soldiers attached to him. How could it be with the powerful? Contend with horses?

City after city rushed to surrender to the tribe, and the governors took their eldest sons and eldest daughters as hostages and sent them to Christian's subordinates to be loyal.

As for the cities that are still stubbornly resisting, Abhuos continued to preach the quotations of the warchief, killing a defender to get five fat sheep, and opening the city gate to seal the head of a hundred households.

Kill the old nobles, and those who surrender to the tribe can inherit all the names and wealth of the opponent, and those who kill and surrender will inherit the position of the Governor!

At this moment, the remaining cities were immediately caught up in riots and wars. After discovering that those people attached great importance to their promises, each of them immediately organized assassinations for power, money, and even their own lives, trying to use this. The chaos brought by the field tribe climbed up to a higher position.

But the old nobles were panicked all day long in endless riots and assassinations. In order to save their lives and wealth, a large number of nobles turned directly to the tribe. Within a few days, the remaining cities had half of the city’s heads. The eight-pointed black star floating on the background of the grassland.

The governors of the last few cities are powerful, loyal to serve the country, and have a lot of diehard loyalties. They have indeed survived the tribe's instigation and the people's assassination.

However, in the face of the power of people and horses, these lonely cities are nothing to worry about. On a dark and windy night for a month, Abhus entangled hundreds of the most elite druids, turned them into birds, ignored the stone walls, and flew outside the governor's palace.

For a while, countless natural portals with flowers in full bloom and vines entwined appeared in the dark air.

On the ground, horrible wolves and giant bears screamed up to the sky, and their fangs and claws kept tearing at Teflin's flesh and skin.

In the sky, birds soaring for nine days, singing the vitality of natural secrets, summoned arcane thunder from the sky, and bombarded the stubborn half-devil.

What's more terrifying is that Christian's impassioned grassland war song rang back and forth throughout the city. All the people and horses who heard the song and other natural allies gained extraordinary power in this music!

The beheading action started in an instant, and ended in an instant. The Withered Bone Druid's ruthless blood washed the governor’s mansion, and the small oak seeds instantly proliferated and turned into lush and terrible towering trees, destroying the city walls as if they were decayed. With defense, the wooden pillars and beams that support the structure of the house instantly twisted and deformed, causing houses to collapse.

The tribe once again kept its promise and bloodbathed this stubborn city. From the governor to the lower-level soldiers, their heads were chopped off and inserted into the top of the spear. The rest of the people were tied into a string with rope and sent to the last few stubborn. In the city parade, the escorts frantically waved the whips in their hands, making their miserable howls louder.

After seeing those who surrendered back to normal life, Teflin saw the miserable end, death or enslavement of the rebels, making them shudder.

Those who obey prosper, those who oppose perish. The tribe has faith in words.

At this moment, the cities on the west coast of the Caspian Sea, both physical and psychological defense lines, were all destroyed, and white flags were all fired. The last few governors with hard bones also died. The eunuchs who were cleansed around them were truly in extreme fear. He became a traitor, scrambling to cut off his master's head.

At this point, a series of cities on the west bank of the Caspian Sea have all become the land of the tribe. The new heads of households have taken out the most capable soldiers and spies in their hands and joined the army of Abhos, which has expanded several times in size. The tribal army quickly approached the east, and the final decisive battle was about to begin.

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