In just a few years, the city-state of Aylan will grow to the size of two counties. At this time, no matter how slow the princes and nobles in the palace are, they will realize that something is wrong.
King Andri was alarmed. The king who presided over the construction of the tower was already white-haired and old, but he was as wary of the new city-state of Aylan Biyin as a lion defending its territory. .
Nearly ten years have passed since the last time the giant tower collapsed, and this time, he saw with his own eyes that the height of the giant tower had been built far higher than before, and the foundation was made of carefully selected stones and was extremely solid.
King Andri considered himself a man of great talent and strategy. He had been diligent in governing the country for decades since he ascended the throne. He personally presided over the construction of a giant tower and, despite the objections of his ministers, canonized some high-class slaves and their families as nobility.
He once ordered the palace priests to ask for a prophecy, which said that in this hell, the country of the Shanbu people would grow and prosper in the next ten years.
"This power depends on your majesty's wise rule. In the next ten years, all Shanbu people will return to the world under your majesty." The palace priest flattered him so.
King Andri was convinced of this.
One day, King Andri summoned his ministers. After hearing from the ministers the so-called "liberators" and the new beliefs and laws they promoted, he became furious.
"I am the king of the Shanbu people, the only king of hell here.
All the kings of the past generations have sacrificed everything for our giant tower. Many generations of ancestors have died of exhaustion and illness, and such noble souls have all dissipated in this hell.
How can we allow those conspirators to bring false gods with them to knock down our giant tower! As a result, the tower of the Shanbu people was destroyed not by the giant beast, but by their own hands.
This is the country of the Shanbu people! My country! "
"Your Majesty, among those slaves, there must be some who have not been corrupted and bewitched. Let us persuade them to submit and at the same time launch a massive attack to destroy the city-state in one fell swoop." A Duke suggested.
King Andri readily agreed to the matter.
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Two months later, the city-state of Alambiin received news that the royal capital was determined to launch a massive attack.
The city-state assembly held fierce debates on this for several days. Finally, with the vote of wheat ears and pottery pieces, the city-states united as one to resist foreign enemies.
The consul of the city-state, the liberator, the man overcame all the opposition and passed a law at the assembly that temporarily deprived the city-state assembly of its power. Until the end of the war, all power vested in the consul.
From this, men can hold all power in the city-state army. Moreover, even if the enemy captured most of the territory of the city-state of Alambiin, he would not be able to legally abolish his consulship or dissolve the city-state's army through the city-state assembly.
Of course, what those princes and nobles are more likely to do is to violently turn citizens back into slaves and abolish all new laws by force.
Ailambiin's city-state army has grown to more than 6,000 people, consisting of more than 4,000 infantry, 1,000 crossbowmen, more than 200 cavalry and dozens of chariots. The will of these citizens was high, and even when they heard the news that the king's 30,000 troops were marching here, their expressions remained unchanged.
The man divided the city-state legion into three parts. He commanded the vanguard legion. Myron served as deputy and deputy legion commander, with a total of 1,500 people. Cassel, who had been born and died together for many years, led the left legion of two thousand people. The three thousand right legion was commanded by the tall Keck.
Under the current situation, if the army is stationed in several castles on the territory, it will inevitably fall into a tight siege. However, this place is located on the border, and the water and food in the castle cannot support the consumption of the legions stationed for a long time.
The city-state legions did not and could not choose to sit still and wait for death.
Men choose to take the initiative.
Soon, the vanguard army led by the man clashed with a certain leading duke on a plain suitable for field battles. The Duke was eager to gain glory in exchange for military exploits.
The man stood on a slightly higher mound and kissed the sword in his hand.
"Lord, I know you are watching me."
"Consul, my lord will protect us," said his deputy, Meron. "We will eventually free all the enslaved Samb."
Meron, who sympathized with the nobles who had been deprived of their land and defended the old laws, showed excellent ability to judge situations in several battles.
The man nodded slightly to Myron and looked at the advancing legion.
He didn't notice the flash of strange color in Myron's eyes.
Once the two armies bordered, this legion, which had experienced many battles, lived up to the man's expectations and burst out with astonishing combat effectiveness.
An army of thousands of people instantly overwhelmed the Duke's line.
Facing neat breastplates, spears, and scimitars, some of the ragged slave soldiers fled before even engaging in battle.
Before long, only the Duke and his slave soldiers were left to resist tenaciously.
However, surrounded by legions, these people were all killed or captured. Their duke and several counts escaped under the desperate protection of slave soldiers.
Facing his first victory, the man breathed a sigh of relief.
The army in the royal capital seems to have little fighting strength and morale, which is completely different from their battle-hardened army.
The man clenched his fists, as if victory was within reach.
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At night, the vanguard regiment was stationed in a territorial castle. The men counted the results of the battle and arranged a small banquet for the soldiers to celebrate the first victory in the war.
The vanguard army is here waiting for the left and right armies to join together before taking the initiative to attack again.
After the man had finished almost all the government affairs, he faced the candlestick, clasped his hands together for a moment, and then got up to attend the celebration banquet.
As the commander of the legion but not present, this is really not conducive to motivating the soldiers.
However, when he arrived at the banquet, the man only saw that not all officers were present.
And his deputy, deputy corps commander Myron, was not there either.
"Where is Myron?" The man grabbed a drunken officer and asked.
"Consul, Deputy Commander Myron received news that he saw several enemy nobles gathering in Chuimu Town outside the Sixty Kingdom. He thought it was the Duke who fled in the morning, and led other officers and some cavalry to rush out. Got over." The officer reported and hiccupped.
"This is simply getting carried away!" The man cursed. He really didn't expect that Myron would be so reckless.
After walking around at the banquet for a moment, the man immediately made his decision. He was the brother who initially followed him in the uprising and was also the deputy commander of the Pioneer Corps. He also took almost a third of the officers with him during the pursuit!
Just in case, I must bring the entire vanguard army to support!
Without any further hesitation, the man immediately interrupted the banquet, ordered all officers to rush back to various barracks, and organized everyone to put on armor and carry weapons. Half an hour later, they had to set off for Chuimu Town.
