Almighty Lord of Another World

Now Pmetheus feels cooler every time he receives news about various troops attacking the villages and towns of Taranto.

Judging from the news in return, the Tarantos carried out a rigorous operation of fortifying the walls and clearing the fields, leaving them no food. All the crops being planted were burned, not even the fruit trees were let go, all the fruits were beaten down, and the ones that were not transported were trampled on to become fertilizer for next year or the next season.

The villages and towns are also empty. The only things left for the Mokra people are empty rooms and large pieces of furniture that cannot be transported. However, all the food is gone, and many Mokra soldiers have begun to set traps to catch mice and birds. Be prepared for emergency.

It can be said that Mokra's army is on the verge of collapse. Apart from the rations that they still carry, the world can't find food.

Prometheus looked at the people in the camp and said, "Everyone, if... if we can't find food before the day after tomorrow, we can only surrender to the Taranto."

Everyone had no words, and even the fiercest general had no meaning to refute.

An army without food can't even siege the city. Whether it is building a camp or manufacturing siege equipment, it takes effort. But now they have no extra food to raise these strengths. It is not certain whether they can walk to the big city where the Taranto people gather in three days, let alone fight?

"My lord, do we really want to surrender?" a subordinate asked bitterly.

Prometheus sighed and said, "Do we have any other way besides surrendering?

On this plain of Taranto, we can’t find food at all, and the roads behind are cut off. We have become solitary soldiers without any supplies of military supplies. As long as the towns of the Taranto can stand for more than three days, we I don't even have the strength to escape! "

"How could this be? We have clearly defeated Roland City, and the dawn of victory has been shining on us. As long as we capture Wimblesburg, we will be able to establish an immortal merit and be commended by the Emperor... But In just a few days, we are about to face the situation of all dying for hundreds of thousands of us?!"

A general knelt to the ground, screaming in pain, grabbing his own hair with both hands and pulling at him, venting his depression.

Others have the same mood and thoughts as the general, the transition between heaven and **** is a bit too fast, and even they all feel like they are dreaming.

"I suspect that the Taranto Empire has long devised a strategy to counter us. Otherwise, how could this happen? Who would have thought that there would be more than 10,000 cavalry in the dense forest waiting to attack our baggage? But even the infantry is not easy to get in and out of places!"

A staff officer looked at the map and sighed.

"Yeah, the most important blow for us was completed in the most unlikely place, which directly turned the tide of the battle. If it weren't for the preparations made early, how could there be such a perfect tactic?

Roland City is just a stone to stop us, but this ambush plan is a sickle that will kill us! "

"And that young magician, who on earth is he and how can we make all of our magicians disappear? Such a young master magician should not be unknown on the mainland, but is famous for the world!"

"Yes, according to the soldiers who were ambushed, this Taranto cavalry unit is headed by the young magician, as if he is the main general, not only obliterated all our magicians, but also guided The direction of the cavalry team’s march and attack."

"What's the use of saying this now? Now what we have to consider is how to do it..."

"What else can we do? The cavalry have all dispersed, but the nearby villages and towns either go to empty buildings or strengthen their defenses. Now, unless we kill all the horses desperately, we can attack these villages and towns where there are still people.

But... I am afraid that these Tarantos will destroy all the food in the town with a torch when they break the city. So what is the point of our attacking the city?

And we don't dare to kill the Taranto at will to vent our anger, after all, we are about to become prisoners ourselves! "

Everyone was silent for a while, and the distress really made them feel awkward one by one. They did not fall on the **** battlefield, but collapsed because of a hungry stomach. No one would be willing to change it!

"Well, since there is no better way, let us do everything we do. We can't find food to alleviate the plight in three days, and we don't have to make fearless sacrifices. It is not a shame to choose to surrender."

At this time, a staff officer asked worriedly: "But will the Taranto allow us to surrender?

But no one in that army survived. If the Tarantos just stood by the city and watched us starve to death, there would be nothing we could do! "

Prometheus said: “Don’t worry about this~www.ltnovel.com~ We didn’t participate in the massacre. It was planned and implemented by the **** who only drilled into the camp. We did not know before and after. Now that **** is dead. All the guards were wiped out. From here, we also know that the Taranto knew the whole story and found the right person in revenge.

The Tarantos are not so cruel, and shouldn't be able to do things that are inferior to animals like that bastard. "

Although Prometheus said so, everyone would be worried about meeting the Tarantos and wanting to retaliate completely, and kill them all, or just ignore them and watch them starve to death.

After three days of horror and fear, neither the cavalry nor the infantry made any progress. Instead, they accelerated the consumption of a lot of food, which made Mokra's army unbearable.

So Prometheus sent envoys to the nearest village of Taranto to express his willingness to surrender, hoping that the Taranto Empire could treat their prisoners kindly.

On the second day, Ivan led his cavalry regiment in front of the Mokra army.

The three commanders of the army are also dreaming these days. A few days ago, because Roland City broke the entire Taranto Empire crisis, now they have easily come back from the battle. This makes them have some personal experience. Masked.

Now the Mokra's army has sent a negotiation willingness to discuss surrender, and Ivan, as the commander-in-chief of this attack, of course will come to negotiate.

The Mokra army did not show any hostility, mainly because it really didn't have the energy to fight. If the Lord will not surrender again, the soldiers themselves must take the initiative to surrender to the Taranto.

Now the Mokra camp has no fences. If Ivan launches an attack, then they are lambs to be slaughtered.