Whenever historians and theologians study this day in the future, they will always marvel at the legendary experience of the unnamed Archon.
He endured constant hardships throughout his life and almost tasted all the sufferings in the world. He revolted twice in total in his life. One failed and he was extremely miserable, and the other overturned the world in one fell swoop.
The misfortune of fate accompanied him, but it did not destroy him. The curse of the old world attacked him, but he ignored it and only embraced the new world.
It's not that he has never been born secretly, but he has become more tenacious every time.
This first-generation consul who upheld faith and hope, whether it was his arrival or his final sacrifice, was a mystery.
There are different historical data in later generations. Some say that the consul finally died of illness in the military camp, others say that the consul died in the siege of the royal capital, and even that he was killed by the Lord after he personally slashed the first sword on the giant tower. The angel took it away and left the new world to everyone.
In any case, the most valuable thing about that year are the several long poems left by the second consul Cassel. This old man was in his seventies when he died. He was a soul born in this hell. .
The key days of that crucial year are recorded in Cassel's long poem:
[The new world is so at stake, and the new faith is so precarious.
But he stood up, the man without a name,
His past was gentle and drizzle,
Now it's rolling thunder,
He let everyone hear:
The people are united and calling for liberation!
Red is the sherd of consent,
Black is veto.
Vote! Citizens!
Take a vote! Delegates!
Let the red drown the black like a storm wave!
No matter how difficult it is from now on,
We still declare war,
Only by rekindling the war can we be liberated! 】
Cassel's literary talents always make rhetoricians admire him. In his description, Aylan, who has gone through hardships, will be reborn as a city-state.
However, Cassel's description of the war in his long poems is lacking. This is not so much a matter of Cassel's own literary accomplishments, but rather that the genre of poetry is difficult to describe the ever-changing war.
Historians and theologians two hundred years later could only know from the long poem that the city-state of Aylan Biyin subsequently experienced two major battles.
The first was the Battle of Mill Plains.
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"The situation is still very difficult." The man wearing a blue and white burqa and mail armor said while sitting in the military camp, facing several people including Cassel, Keck, Colvin, and Abdul.
Keck and Colvin, who had heard the news of the consul's return elsewhere, rode over overnight with their guards before the men could order a war council.
After hearing the man's words, everyone present nodded.
Cassell said at this time, "We urgently recruited about three thousand people. They are all strong and strong, but they don't have much combat experience and they are still training in the rear."
"Can you complete basic training in one week?" the man asked.
"It's very difficult, it will take at least two weeks," Cassell paused and then said: "But they are very motivated. I estimate that after training, they can at least complete an effective charge. If possible, they may be able to make a third charge. Second round charge.”
"For ordinary slave soldiers, this is enough." The man said.
"You're right, three thousand people can scare seven thousand slave soldiers by coaxing their voices." The tall man Kai Ke said loudly.
Colvin thought for a moment, then turned to Cassel and asked, "Cassell, can't you recruit more people?"
Cassell shook his head, as if he had anticipated the question, and answered simply and neatly: "Don't talk about armor, ordinary weapons are not enough, and logistics can't keep up. We can't let citizens fight against the enemy with pitchforks."
"Okay." Colvin nodded helplessly, and then said: "These days, the king has been recruiting slaves from all over the world."
The atmosphere at the scene was a little heavier. The city-state was only the size of two counts, and it was already at its limit to recruit another 3,000 people. Many villages lost nearly a quarter of their labor force, but the king's slave soldiers could be recruited from all over the country without any need. Equipped with armor, even weapons are shared by several people. Although it is extremely easy to defeat, it can continuously replenish its troops.
At this time, the man suddenly spoke.
"No, we don't need to fight them frequently." The man leaned forward, and the mail on his body rustled.
Everyone looked over.
"They had several slave legions of 20,000 people in time, but based on the experience of several battles, they were able to be defeated by our legion of 1,500 people."
"It's true what the consul said, that's why we can hold so many castles." said an officer.
"I want to say that we were able to defeat a slave army of 20,000 people at once, so can we..." The man paused, glanced at the people present, and said, "Defeat several slave armies in a row."
Everyone held their breath for a moment. It was not that they had had similar thoughts, but their intuition and inherent knowledge quickly denied them.
"The retreat of one legion will affect several legions. According to the observation of the scouts, in order to prevent the slave soldiers from escaping, almost five legions gathered in the Mill Plain."
"Our organizational strength is far stronger than theirs. As long as we defeat a legion in one day, the next step is to clean up the battlefield."
"And the enemy is still waiting for the adoption of our surrender resolution. The news of yesterday's declaration of war will not spread so quickly, and the enemy will not be able to mobilize quickly and leave Mir Plain."
Having said this, the man made a gesture, "With a proper attack, we can defeat the enemy in one fell swoop."
When everyone heard this, they began to get excited unconsciously. They had also personally fought with the enemy. A kingdom could mobilize five legions of 20,000 people. This was based on the fact that almost all the soldiers were slaves. In this way , they have to face problems such as low morale and easy defeat.
After a moment, the cautious Colvin said:
"But... Consul, even if we defeat these five legions, we will definitely be reorganized by them. You know, the most important thing for the king is slaves."
And this is the most difficult problem faced by the city-state of Aylan Biyin.
"I know, I know it very well, so..." the man went on to put forward a long-premeditated idea, "We go all the way across, like a spear, directly stabbing the king's heart. Before the king can mobilize, rely on us With the organizational ability and morale, we used two legions to conquer the royal capital."
Everyone was suffocated by these extremely bold words.
Take the royal capital directly?
"The number of our legions has always been at a disadvantage compared to the enemy. We cannot win the war by defeating the enemy countless times. This is absolutely impossible. We must defeat the enemy once and for all with continuous battles. We can no longer mobilize slaves for the king. Opportunity."
Hearing this, the tall Keck was excited for a moment. He felt that it was completely feasible and stood up suddenly.
"You're right, Archon, let's go and find Myron for revenge. I'll chop off his head!"
