Chapter 81 Remuneration (Part 1)

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After just putting in place the purchased materials, a servant from the Governor's Mansion rushed to Murphy.

"Governor General! Mrs. Elizabeth is here." The attendant trotted to Murphy, panting.

"Is she here?" Murphy thoughtful and nodded in a deep voice: "Arrang her in the chamber and I'll be back soon."

"Yes." The attendant responded.

What was it for her to come here at this time?

Is the human city-state in the southern plains already planning to take action?

At first, Murphy and Mrs. Elizabeth had a relatively close relationship. At that time, Mrs. Elizabeth was alone and had nothing to rely on. Murphy was the last straw she could catch, and naturally moved closer to Murphy in all aspects of her life.

But now she summoned a group of soldiers who had collapsed in the territory and rebuilt her own army.

Naturally, her relationship with Murphy changed from initial intimacy to a partner relationship. This is what position determines attitude. Murphy understands this very well, just as if he had to take the territory into consideration when dealing with Mrs. Elizabeth. When Mrs. Elizabeth treated Murphy, she also had to take into account the ideas of family knights and so on. Both of them were more rational people and would not let impulses dominate their will.

Back at the General Office, Murphy met Mrs. Elizabeth again.

She was wearing a long black gold-straw striped skirt with gorgeous peony flowers embroidered on it. The long skirt outlined a slim curve. From the proud curve on her chest, the slender waist that she held in one hand, to her slender legs, all of which showed the charm of a mature woman. Her fair hands were slender with ten fingers, dark red paint was applied to her nails, and a pair of black silk mesh gloves, exuding a strange temptation, which was a sexual atmosphere.

Murphy must admit it.

After seeing Mrs. Elizabeth's clothes like this, he felt his heart beat sharply, as if a special impulse was germinating.

"You are here." Mrs. Elizabeth's lips curled up slightly, as if she was very satisfied with Murphy's expression at this time. She gently untied the black shawl on her back, bent over and poured a cup of tea for Murphy.

As soon as he leaned over, Mrs. Elizabeth's round and plump buttocks appeared in front of Murphy's eyes. The peach-shaped plump temptation made Murphy feel a little dry.

Is this outfit considered a uniform temptation?

Murphy smiled bitterly in his heart, but he had to admit that Mrs. Elizabeth is full of strange charm today.

After taking the tea cup handed over by Mrs. Elizabeth, Murphy took a sip, and her eyes couldn't help but pass the proud peaks on Mrs. Elizabeth's chest. Seeing this, Murphy almost choked on the tea.

Mrs. Elizabeth was dressed quite conservatively, and she did not deliberately show the beauty of a woman's full rude room on her chest.

But when I leaned over, all the spring light leaked out.

A deep gully, and a lilac lace lace.

In this era, this is definitely something that only nobles can afford to wear!

"Ahem, how are the soldiers training?" Murphy looked away and asked. He understood that this woman came here to seduce herself today. This outfit full of classical aristocratic atmosphere was more attractive than taking off everything.

This woman is a goblin!

Murphy could only sigh like this. Unfortunately, she was too smart and very passionate about power. As a wife, she was definitely not a qualified candidate. Murphy's ideal wife should be a woman who was as gentle and charming as the high priest who always had a gentle smile on her lips. A woman like Mrs. Elizabeth could not be controlled by ordinary men. Even Murphy had to be more cautious when facing her.

Such a woman may be a good candidate as a lover...

Murphy promptly curbed his thoughts of running away and focused his spirit and attention on the teacup in his hand.

"The knights are training the farmers. But the effect is not obvious. They have not received any military training. I am afraid that any regular army can easily defeat them." Mrs. Elizabeth sat on Murphy's left, and a faint fragrance floated into his nose. The woman also understood the gap between herself and Murphy in military terms. She sighed slightly and said slowly.

"The army never wins by quantity. A group of farmers who pick up weapons cannot be considered an army at all." Murphy shook his head and said in a deep voice.

Want to give a group of farmers a combat power after one month of training?

That's simply a joke!

The reason why Athenian cities were able to form an army so quickly was entirely because the soldiers in Athenian towns were selected from the strong adult men. Many of them were Spartans and were very familiar with the fighting style of the spear square. Even if they were not Spartans, other Greek citizens were trained since childhood. Many of their fathers were retired soldiers, and they would teach their combat skills to their sons.

As citizens, they receive certain military training every year when it is not busy farming.

It can be said that any adult man in Athenian towns can reach the level of Greek militia with just a little training.

But Mrs. Elizabeth's subordinates were different. Many of them were real farmers, even serfs. These people were thin and had not received any military training. Many even picked up weapons for the first time. These people were waving their hoes two months ago, but now they were going to train them to be qualified soldiers to fight. If they really worked, it would be a fantasy!

It can be said that such farmers are useless even if they are large, and any regular army can charge them to disperse.

In history, peasant uprisings who were truly the main combat troops were selected from them with strong physical and courageous athletes, while others only added a little more momentum. Even so, the combat effectiveness of the army composed of peasants was very limited.

Regardless of other reasons, the physical gap has been widened by others.

Moreover, no matter which era, the requirements for soldiers are quite strict. At the very least, they must have a strong body! Training and training are recruiting local brave men, not farmers.

It is good for the serfs of this era to eat meat once or twice a month. Their physique and strength are completely imaginable. This physical gap requires a lot of time, exercise and a sufficient nutritional diet to make up for.

Soldiers in Athenian cities eat three meals a day. If they have training on that day, they will add additional meat. Currently, most of the fish provided by the port is consumed by these Greek soldiers. However, citizens of towns eat two meals a day, and usually have a hearty dinner with meat in about three days. A strong body requires enough meat to accumulate. How good will people who can't eat much oil and water for ten or half a month have?

"The noble council has decided to send troops in August." Mrs. Elizabeth took off her black silk mesh gloves and looked at Murphy slowly.

"Specific plan?" This was not beyond Murphy's expectations.

"I don't know yet. But they will likely send troops from here." Mrs. Elizabeth took out a map and spread it out, pointing to a mountain road outside Murphy's territory and whispered.

Walking on the mountain road?

Why not transport troops from the water?

"At present, the generals of the noble parliament have two proposals. One is to pass through the defense line of the gnolls from here to cut off their connection with the rear. The other is to bypass the Zangala Mountains and attack from the other side." Mrs. Elizabeth pointed to a sign on the map and spoke: "This is a canyon, the connection between the Zangala Mountains and the Karazan Mountains. As long as you can occupy this place, the gnolls on the front line will be isolated."

"But the army responsible for cutting off this place will be attacked by the gnolls on both sides!" Although it was a bit different from Murphy's estimate, it was not far away.

"The noble council will mobilize the most elite silver shield eagle flag infantry. They are the best soldiers in the city-state!"

"How many people are there?" Murphy asked.

Mrs. Elizabeth said slowly: "I don't know, but it won't exceed two thousand."

Less than two thousand people?

Then face the counterattack of nearly 30,000 adult gnolls on the front line?

Isn't this a joke?

Murphy knows a little bit about the combat effectiveness of the Silver Shield Eagle Flag Infantry, which is similar to the Greek heavy infantry, but it is better equipped and far from reaching the level of the Spartan heavy infantry. Moreover, in Murphy's view, the traditional model of the human city-state, the shield combat method similar to the Roman military system, is not suitable for fighting with tall creatures such as the gnolls. This fighting method can only play a role in facing creatures similar to humans. Only when facing those races with nomadic lifestyles dominated by bows and arrows can they play a huge advantage.

Even if two thousand silver shield eagle flag infantry came, plus the five thousand miscellaneous army of Mrs. Elizabeth, it would be impossible to defend this place and persevere until the human army arrived.

unless……

Wait! Murphy suddenly thought of something.

He raised his head and stared at Mrs. Elizabeth in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Does the noble council want me to send troops?"

"Yes. They want me to convince you." Mrs. Elizabeth looked at Murphy and said frankly: "They promised that as long as they defeated the gnolls, all my lost territory would be returned, and that the land of 1,500 square kilometers west of the Karazan Mountains would be owned by me."

Murphy's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Mrs. Elizabeth in front of him and asked in a playful manner: "What about my reward?"

Mrs. Elizabeth picked up her pen and drew an arc on the map, and said slowly: "From here and all the way to your territory, about 2,500 square kilometers of land."
Chapter completed!