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It took most of the morning to transport troops. When 160,000 knights and 220,000 militias came to Gahelis' castle, it was already the day when it was already the day.

Of course, it is impossible for all the 380,000 troops to rush into the castle. Not to mention whether the tactics of living in the castle are correct for the knights, it is a question whether the castle of Gahelis can accommodate these 380,000 troops.

What's more, there are two other castles with 20,000 troops each rushing towards this side. In addition, the 20,000 people gathered by Gahelis, this is an army of nearly 500,000.

The 440,000 army can be named as a million troops. I believe that even with this name, many governors will surrender, right?!

The place where Keral and others are now located is the Roman province, the territory of Lugedun Gaul Province. In fact, the lords of Lugedun Gaul Province were already scared at this time.

This nearby was originally the territory of Lancelot, but Lancelot was stationed here for three months and was beaten by Camelo to death and injuries and returned to Rome. Now the grand duke of Lugedungaul Province, Quintus-Marca.

Faced with this situation, the fifty-four-year-old Grand Duke Kuntus-Marca had long been worried and turned pale.

He was just a bastard son who wanted to survive until the end of his term, and went back to Rome to drink a small wine. See why the small wish of opera was so difficult to survive until death!

As if he was sitting on pins and needles, he was walking back and forth in the room. At his fifty years old, he had a thick layer of white foundation on his face, and then he painted his lips scarlet red. He used a whale bone skirt to pull his drooping chest tightly on his chest. The old woman kept shaking the fan and trembling. Every time she trembled, she was falling from the thick foundation, which looked very scary. She shouted in a sharp voice: "My Maka! Maka! What should I do! What should I do?"

"Shut up!" Quentus-Marca, who was upset by her sharp and slightly Mediterranean accent Latin roar, terrifying the woman.

"Ouch! My poor Manius! My Manius!!" She continued to scream loudly after shivering.

Manius is the young man next to him, whose full name is Manius Marca, and he is the authentic son of Quentus Marca.

"Mom!" He frowned and shouted, his freckled face full of worries with unconcealed worries: "Father, otherwise we will surrender..."

"Surrender?" Quintus glared and shouted: "You mean I want me, the hereditary Roman prince, to surrender to a native of Bunitania?!" Bunitalia is the number of the province of Britain in Rome, which is [britannia].

Although Camelo has been independent for nearly fifty years, many Romans still regard it as one of the provinces of Rome. As for the so-called "Camelo" it is just a title of a group of rebels. It is precisely because of this that although the previous emperor Claudius regarded Camelo as a major concern, few Romans attached great importance to it.

"Faced with the reality! Father!" Manius, who stood up and roared loudly, shouted: "From today on, we are no longer the lords and grand dukes of Lugedun Gaul Province. And Lugedun Gaul Province can never be a part of the Roman Empire anymore!!!"

Quintus, who seemed to have been exhausted all his strength, suddenly collapsed on the sofa. The sofa... was made by Camelo.

The exquisite silver tableware is made by Camelo.

The brass candlestick carved with mysterious patterns like a work of art was made by Camelo.

The gorgeous soft wool carpet dyed with golden edges was made by Camelo...

He looked up and wanted to find something that was not made by Camelo, but he failed.

The exquisite cuisine, cooking and origin are all derived from Camelo.

The beautiful maid outfit was brought by Camelo.

The weaving and manufacturing of wool was passed down from Camelo.

Everything is reminding him not to be stupid and give up resisting. You can't fight against such a country.

He lowered his head in dismay, and he said in a low voice: "I understand, Manius. Go and make a statement, I will stamp the family seal."

Less than two hours after Keral's army of 440,000 took over Roman territory, the surrender documents of the Grand Duke of Lugedungaul Province had already been conveyed to Keral's dining table. At this time, the thirteen knights of the round table were eating lunch around the sides of the dining table!

Keral and Artoria sat on both sides of the long dining table, but their left and right hands were not the Knights of the Round Table.

In fact, Denisa is sitting on the left hand of Keral and Milia is on the right hand of them. They are among the girls with the Great Sword who are qualified to sit on the left and right hand of Keral.

And sitting on Artoria's left hand was the white knight, Joan of Arc.

Sitting on Artoria's right hand was the red knight, Mordred.

However, because they were women in the army, both women were wearing masks and wrote down the lower part of the mask and stuffed vegetables into their mouths. These two women frequently attracted the attention of the Knights of the Round Table.

Because they were preparing for war, the knights of the round table did not change into casual clothes, but instead were eating in military uniforms - at most they just took off their hand armor.

Hand armor is thick and strong, and is often used to reduce the burden by just holding a wooden shield, but it is easily penetrated through the knights. In fact, in many cases, it is used as a shield: ordinary long swords or long swords cannot cut this thing.

It’s like Artoria often likes to use her hand armor to block arrows and knives.

This is not impossible. In terms of the martial arts and battlefield bonuses of the Knights, this kind of thing is actually an easy thing to do. Of course, although it is easy to use, it is too clumsy to use for meals.

So the hand armor was put aside.

And when Gahelis's adjutant handed to Artoria with a surrender statement in his hand, Artoria used a silver knife to disassemble the letter.

"Why did you surrender?" Artoria frowned, put the letter aside and then inserted a chicken leg into herself: "It's so disappointing. He just came here and surrendered."

Keral took a sip of wine and ignored her. Denisa and Milia chuckled. They were not part of the military system and were not afraid of Artoria at all. Denisa even watched Artoria grow up. Her little majesty was floating in front of Denisa!

Of course, the others endured it very hard, but Joan of Arc had to lower his head and stop eating - he probably squirted out in one bite?

She looked at Kailar, saw that Kailar ignored her, and asked resentfully: "Kay, where should we fight next?"

"Don't go anywhere. First, send this copy as much as possible to other territories, and then we will accept their territories." Kelar continued to drink, sitting elegantly and calmly.

"But Kai, have you ever thought about the amount of food we consume every day?" Artoria's question made everyone's eyes twitch and their necks were cramped - you are always embarrassed to ask food questions? What you eat alone is as much as 30 people's appetite. Are you afraid that you won't have enough food for yourself?

No one asked this sentence, and no one dared to ask.

"A day is enough." Kailar smiled and put down his glass and explained, "When the sun rises tomorrow morning, everyone should understand who they should be loyal to."

"Then it only takes a day to march, remove their military power, requisition the city defense team and militia as cannon fodder, and then consume a lot of money and fill the Kamelo's men as a skeleton. This area should have become Kamelo's territory, right?" Keral said with a smile.

He had already said it clearly before the war.

This is a military decision made for national independence, mainland hegemony, and future resources. In other words, this kind of life-and-death struggle is completely accepted by everyone.

In the West, there is no concept of win-win.

Later, China slowly brought the values ​​from Africa and then flowed into Europe. There is no market for the values ​​now. The real universal values ​​are really full of resources.

For example, in order to compete for the English Peninsula, the Vikings and the Gauls could kill all the people on the peninsula, and some of the remaining people traveled across Ireland and Western Europe. For example, Alexander's dagger was presented by the Celtics who traveled across Western Europe.

Of course, the Celtics of this era were not so miserable. They were now rich and strong, tall and burly. Facing the dwarf Rome, they had enough confidence to defeat them.

Early the next morning, the notice of surrender flew from various territories in Lugedun Gaul Province like rain.

The next day was a full day of marching. The 5,000-5,000 militia trained by Keral finally came in handy. No matter how long the distance or how far the distance was, a deputy officer or deputy general could directly reach the other's territory within one day with five,000 militias!

The deputy general disarmed his weapons and the deputy general searched his house. Everything was so harmonious!

Since Qianjiao just sent a surrender notice, Houjiao resisted or something. People in this era are not that shameless, but Qianjiao just received the notice and searched his house. Kailar, a black-hearted politician who traveled over, was so shameless!
Chapter completed!