Throne of Vientiane Civilization

There was no time to think about it. On the battlefield outside the city, two figures fought directly.

After twenty rounds, Fisher basically confirmed that the opponent was not as strong as himself!

But even so, it was impossible to decide the winner of the battle between the King Kong Realm and the King Kong Realm in a short time.

Especially when the opponent was similar to himself, with no obvious emphasis on speed and strength, and very strong comprehensive ability, this made their battle more stalemate.

In this case, in addition to them, the value of the large army was reflected.

Normally, a large group of slaves on the opposite side could not be the opponent of their regular army soldiers, but the number of slaves on the opposite side was astonishingly large!

The combination of new and old hatreds made this group of slaves holding farm tools and not even a decent piece of equipment on their bodies burst out with amazing combat power.

As one grew and the other grew, the black soldiers under Fisher really felt caught off guard.

At the same time, they gradually began to realize that this group of barefoot people were not afraid of them, the group of people wearing shoes, and the other side could even risk their lives directly! Just to kill them! These slaves are here to seek revenge on them!!

In a battle, the two Vajra Realm warriors have not yet decided the winner, but the black soldiers under Fisher's command are timid because of the fierce fighting style of the opponent and begin to lose their fighting spirit, and the entire army is showing a trend of defeat.

"Fuck! Retreat!!!"

Fisher, who realized that the situation was not good, hurriedly ordered a retreat.

As the leader of the rebels who was a Vajra Realm warrior, he directly cut off his idea of ​​"capturing the king first". Under this premise, if he lost his troops again and became a commander without troops, there would be no fight.

In this situation, the only thing Fisher felt fortunate about was probably the five cities of the Smith Kingdom. He was quick to occupy three of them, and the other two, including the royal city, fell into the hands of the rebels.

The existence of these three cities can roughly solve his supply problem, so that he will not be forced into a dead end by the problem of materials.

But he was still in a bad mood, because after just one battle, he realized that it was not easy to destroy the rebels!

In normal times, he might have time to deal with it, but the problem now was that there was a threat from the greenskins outside their borders.

The location of their Smith Kingdom had already forced them to become the watchdog of the Great Zhou.

In this case, two cities, including the royal city, were occupied by the rebels.

In this way, he was the only one left, sandwiched between the various forces and not being a human being inside or outside? !

Thinking of this, Fisher was immediately numb.

"No, we must take these two cities back!"

While muttering to himself, Fisher quickly made up his mind.

Regular troops are regular troops after all, and the most important thing is that they have more sophisticated weapons and equipment, which are not comparable to the few farm tools in the hands of the opponent.

They were not mentally prepared before, and they came with a mentality of easily slaughtering the opponent, but they were caught off guard by the opponent.

Faced with the fearless slaves, the soldiers did panic for a moment, but after retreating, the calm soldiers were more angry than panic and fear!

What a joke? When did slaves dare to rebel against their masters? !

Don't forget that for so many years, their opponents have always been greenskins! They are not weak!

After regrouping, Fisher immediately led his army back to kill.

With a mentality of avenging the previous shame, the soldiers finally showed their due combat effectiveness. The revolutionary army's troops still fought hard, but were still defeated, forcing Peter to order them to retreat back to the city and defend the city wall.

In the next few days, Fisher came to the outside of the city every day to challenge, constantly suppressing the arrogance of the rebels.

Another day ended. Inside the city, the soldiers of the newly established Rakshasa Republic were in low morale. After being enslaved for so many years, the little confidence they had accumulated with great difficulty was gradually disintegrating in the days of fighting.

"Your Majesty, the soldiers are not in good condition. This won't work."

In the city lord's mansion, Gilt, who was originally a cadre of the Revolutionary Army, was still entrusted with important tasks as Peter's right-hand man after the establishment of the Rakshasa Republic and Peter took the throne.

At this time, Gilt was looking at Peter sitting on the main seat with a serious face.

Before, they had been quietly carrying out operations as an underground organization.

For most members of the Revolutionary Army, let alone large-scale military exercises, they had never even conducted some military training, and they mostly relied on their own blind training.

After occupying the city, let alone the "new recruits" who were temporarily recruited.

In terms of personal quality, they were not even qualified soldiers.

When they occupied the two cities one after another, they relied on the internal and external cooperation of the slaves, plus the advantage of numbers, to deal with only hundreds or thousands of rear garrisons. With their fearless fighting style, they were still able to show some strength.

But the Kingdom's army led by Fisher has always been at the forefront of the battle with the greenskins. Once they get serious, how can their fighting power be compared with a group of rabble?

Now this point has been fully confirmed.

Taking a deep breath, Peter held his forehead with a headache. Facts have proved that this matter is not as simple as he expected.

From killing Smith V, to occupying the royal city, to occupying another city, everything went so smoothly that he had the illusion that this matter would continue to go smoothly.

But the reality was not as he wished, and the situation in front of him gave him a splitting headache.

"Fisher and I can check and balance each other, and no one can take action easily. Under this premise, we still occupy the city wall, with a greater defensive advantage and a larger force. The other party cannot easily attack. Go and appease the soldiers. Tell everyone not to panic.”

There was nothing wrong with Peter's thinking, but at the same time he also knew that if he continued fighting like this, there would probably be no good results.

Fisher also knew this.

From Fisher's point of view, if he continues to fight, even if he can win in the end, both sides will lose, which is not a good thing.

Therefore, after several days of continuous siege, Fisher began to loudly persuade them to surrender.

"Listen to the rebels in the city, give up resistance and come out and surrender! As long as you honestly surrender to me, I, Fisher, hereby promise to spare your lives!"

After shouting here, Fisher took a breath, and after a slight hesitation, he shouted again...

"At the same time, I can also absolve you of your crimes and relieve you of your slave status! Make you an official citizen of the Smith Kingdom!"