Derek occupies a relatively high position and has a clear view of the battlefield.

Cannon fodder is not without value, after paying dozens of casualties, successfully tested out the other party's reality.

"Normal."

Barbarian commanders are good, but not good.

All the troops were divided equally, and even the North Gate had a part of the army.

If Derek were you, he'd play it by ear, not like that.

Now that they're doing that, it's easier to apply pressure.

"Turn up the pressure on the east side."

The herald's flag waved, and soon the elite hundred, which had stayed behind, was out in force.

This is Derek's old unit as the backbone, joined the reconstituted unit of the Tenth thousand, compared to the friendly army can be called the elite.

And these days are not for nothing, more or less a training effect.

At the sight of movement, Baron Palmer opened his eyes wide to see if these apparently elite infantry were the real deal.

Not to disappoint him, the elite Hundred came from behind, just a wave of charge, and climbed the narrow wooden wall.

The barbarian commander was frightened and went into battle himself.

In fact, there is no need, the gap between the two sides is not so large that a wave can be won.

Derek again orders the other sides to apply pressure.

As you can see, the Barbarian battle rhythm is very chaotic.

All day, Derek's been running the offense nonstop.

Waves like the tide, never give the barbarians a chance to rest.

As the night wore on, the barbarian casualties were staggering.

"I'm afraid the fighting will end today."

Derek said suddenly.

Baron Palmer didn't understand.

In his opinion, the barbarian's will to fight is still very firm.

The high number of casualties did not deter them.

However, in Derek's view, barbarians are indeed tough, but morale has nothing to do with toughness.

Not yet in the heat of battle, but once they count the casualties, I'm afraid they'll give up.

Why is he so sure?

Seeing the temptation at the north gate, of course.

There's not a lot of magic, and you can't hide that they want to go.

And at night, that's the best chance.

The barbarians want to leave, Derek doesn't notice, completely normal retreat, eat, rest.

The movement of the large army is actually very difficult to hide, in case it is seen to be flawed, it will lead to a series of changes, so simply everything is normal.

And the barbarians do pay attention to what's going on outside the city.

One day of fighting, casualties of more than 200 people, even if the enemy casualties nearly double, the barbarians can not accept.

Which means they can kill themselves with their lives.

They don't know that Mega Man officers don't care about the lives of the underdogs, but they know that their lives are worth a lot.

The light of the torches was confined to a small area, and a group of more exquisitely dressed barbarians hid in the shadows.

A moment later, the rope dangling from the wooden wall suddenly shook, and then a barbarian soldier climbed up.

The barbarian ringleaders all gathered around.

'How was it?

"There's absolutely no movement from Mega Man out there." The barbarian spy said with certainty.

All the eyes of the barbarians are focused on the middle leader.

Now that it's clear, they don't want to die here.

Compared to the poor life of the barbarians at the bottom, the life of these small leaders is much better.

And this trip everyone looted a lot of money, but also want to desperately few.

The face of the Barbarians changed in the yellow firelight, of course he felt the thoughts of his men, and the most important thing was that he himself did not want to fight with the Mega Man.

"Go quietly, everyone bring money, all the big things are abandoned."

The barbarian leader still has some common sense to know that this is an escape, not a victory squad.

Whether it's making a fuss, or carrying too much baggage, it's a death wish.

So the remaining three or two hundred barbarians quickly packed up their belongings and left through the empty north gate.

They had explored this road several times during the day, and there was indeed no ambush.

"These Mega men don't want to fight us, or they won't give us a way out."

The Barbarian leader thinks he knows what Mega Man is thinking.

After all, five or six hundred barbarian warriors, defending the city can still cause twice the casualties, or even double or triple the casualties is not impossible.

Instead of trying hard, it is better to have a tacit understanding.

It's all about taking the lost territory.

The barbarians left without a hitch.

The next day, the people of the town found that the barbarian was missing, and they sent someone out to contact Derek and others.

After careful investigation, Derek and Baron Palmer entered the town.

"Well, if you leave one side unattacked, you are forcing the barbarians to escape from here?"

What if they don't run?" Baron Palmer seems to understand.

Derek was in a good mood and gave him a little explanation: "War is not static, it depends on your purpose and the price you can afford."

In this case, there are only two and a half results."

"Two and a half? I'd like to hear all about it." Baron Palmer asked for advice.

"First, the barbarians stick to it, there is nothing to say, everyone desperately, this side can somewhat reduce the morale of the bottom barbarians, reduce a little casualties."

The other is that the barbarians run away, and I have already sent my men to wait far away.

If you'd run at night, you'd probably have met some barbarians by now.

If the barbarians were defeated in the middle of the battle, my men would have returned and run into them."

What Derek didn't say was that with a chasing army behind them, the barbarians will only die worse.

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Of course, it is simple in theory, but the practical application depends on the situation.

It's also the first time he's used it seriously, and it's working pretty well so far.

This is the legacy of the past life, the inheritance of the Ferreira family, in fact, more biased towards the military system and hidden rules of this world.

But in Baron Palmer's eyes, that's a trick.

"Knight Derek, you are a great man. I think you will become famous in all the countries."

Derek smiled without modesty or self-satisfaction.

...

Adrian and a group of people squatted in the wilderness for a night, also living in rudimentary sleeping bags, eating dry food and cold water.

Even in the army, that's pretty bad.

"Centurion, do you think it's true that barbarians run away?"

The captain of the infantry flag around him spit out the residue in his mouth, and the taste and quality of this dry food are really difficult to describe.

"Whether it will or not, carry out the order, the other things are not our consideration."

Adrian actually has some doubts in his heart, according to Derek's instructions, today is bound to meet barbarians.

The difference is only time.

Met in the morning, that must be the largest number of barbarians.

When we meet later, it's easier.

But overall, it wasn't difficult.

There is no mind to calculate, and neither the barbarians with booty, nor the barbarians fleeing in panic, have no resistance.

As soon as he said this, a soldier covered in grass and leaves ran up.

"Centurion, coming, the barbarians are coming."

The soldiers who had been moving slowly all dropped their extra belongings and grabbed their weapons.

Adrian stood up, too, beaming.

"It looks like these guys have been running all night without stopping."

Adrian used himself as a reference. He walked most of the day yesterday to get here.

A barbarian's feet are not faster than his own, it must be walking in the middle of the night.

What kind of fighting power can a bunch of wild men carry booty, travel through the night, and not even guard against it?

As Adrian thought, the barbarian formation is long gone.

Scattered along the way, there will always be someone behind, the fastest time running with the slowest can be ten miles different.

And the few remaining defenses have long since disappeared with the passage of time.

Who knew Mega Man would come this far to ambush us?

"The head man... Baron, we've been running all night, shall we find a place to rest?"

The leading barbarian leaders, with their only horses, dragged a great deal of booty.

On the one hand, ordinary barbarians do not have so many booty, and on the other hand, they are not allowed to bring camels and baggage, so they can't bring so much quickly.

Not fair, you say?

Those rules are for ordinary barbarians, as the barbarian leader who makes the rules, how can he restrain himself?

You can't make a big noise, but a couple of horses can.

And his booty so much, all lost how distressed?

So ran all night, people and horses are a little unbearable.

Hearing this, the leader of the barbarian stopped and gasped for a few breaths.

Because he was carrying goods at once, he himself was on foot, and was already exhausted.

And looking at the distance, those Mega men should have just found themselves running.

Even the cavalry would take two hours to catch up, right?

"Then rest for a while, and gather up your people, and if the Rockman cavalry comes after you, you must give them a hard time."

The leader of the barbarians found a place to sit down and was about to call for something to eat when he heard the frightened voices of his men.

"Lo... lo Mega Man is here.“

Mega Man is here?

The leader of the barbarian body came out of a force, quickly bounced up.

He looked in the direction in which he had come and saw nothing but a few of his own men dragging their feet.

Just as he wanted to scold his men for lying about the military situation, he saw the clansmen in his sight suddenly turned and ran, and the speed did not show his fatigue just now.

Oh my goodness! As soon as the Barbarian leader turned his head, his men were dragging him along.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw rows of heavily armed Roker soldiers advancing.

That familiar pennant, let him confirm the identity of the other party.

It's clear. It's a setup.

"Sly Mega Man."

Head while running heartache, their very hard to rob the money ah.

But money matters, life matters more.

The barbarian leader pushed his men away, trying to run faster.

But he had forgotten, and after walking all night, his legs were weak, especially after the rest.

Soon the Rocco infantry came after him and kicked him to the ground.

There are barbarians speaking local languages, Shouting to surrender and not kill.

He turns out to be a traitor captured by Mega Man.

Adrian took dozens of prisoners without breaking a sweat, slashing all those who resisted.

Capturing prisoners is easier and safer than head-on battle shopping.

Then, one after another, the barbarians bumped into his hand and crouched down on the ground with their leader.

In one morning, we got 150 men.

The rest of them, they either got lost or they slipped by.

When Simon's cavalry arrived, they were surprised to find a place of barbarian prisoners.

'Adrian! Did you catch all this?"

Simon's eyes were full of envy, so many prisoners, the credit is not small.

And in Lord Derek's character, there will be no shortage of rewards.

"It was all arranged by the commander." Adrian answered faintly.

This task is not difficult, although it is a little hard, but it is a real good job.

Other people are bound to have ideas, but that's the advantage of kinship.

He does not reject the advantages of bloodline, nor does he attract unprovoked hatred, so the appropriate reminder is: "Simon, you show people around, you can catch some fish."

When Simon heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, he thanked him, and immediately began to sweep with his staff.

The number of barbarians who ran away was not small, partly because they got lost, and partly because they avoided the situation.

These guys running on two legs, they can't run far, even if they can't catch all of them, there's always something.

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