Warlord: King of All Clans

Upon hearing this, Leo exclaimed sincerely: "You Isenkulovs have so many relatives."

Arnold smiled innocently and waved his hands repeatedly, "Not many, not many, and most of them are dead."

Isenkulov is the largest local clan in Isenbol. Not only does it have a large population, but it also frequently intermarries with other clans.

Leo had heard before that more than half of the families in Isenpol were related to Isenkulov, but he didn't expect to meet their relatives outside of Isenpol.

In the past, Arnold would be very proud when he heard Leo's envy, but now that Leo has become the controller of Isenbol, this envy has turned into a threat.

The powerful clan is not a good thing for the upper ruling class. Arnold Fangqi, who knows how to keep a low profile, does not want his family to become a thorn in Leo's eyes.

Leo knew that this was human nature. The Isenkulov family was a powerful family in the Isenbol region, and the Bavana family was a powerful family in the Ilanrado region. It was basic practice for the two families to marry and form a secret alliance.

So he waved his hand and said, "Having many relatives is not a bad thing. They can help me persuade them to surrender."

Arnold suddenly perked up and nodded quickly, "Of course!"

There is a procedure for accepting surrender. Before the other party has disarmed, Leo will not bring his men to approach the city wall rashly.

While waiting for Hughes Bavana to lead his troops out of the city for surrender negotiations, Rio walked up to the artillery regiment and praised it.

"Marvin, your gun is getting more and more accurate."

Marvin lowered his head quickly. He was not actually a Hewan soldier, but a Hewan craftsman, a Hewan general who changed his career path.

He had no military ability, but he led an artillery regiment to fight, relying entirely on firepower to suppress the enemy. In fact, he was very panicked.

But Leo had no choice. The cannon was made by Marvin and the artillerymen were trained by Marvin. These new things were also high-end fields in Hewan and few people could use them skillfully.

There is no better candidate for Riverbend than Marvin.

Basarov, the head of the Musketeers, watched Leo and Marvin talking cordially, and could not help but vent his anger on the enemy who were slowly leaving the city gate, saying, "Too weak, too weak."

The adjutants behind him also shared the same hatred and were eager to drive the surrendered troops back for another battle so that the musketeers could also show their abilities.

As a new army, Leo attaches great importance to the Musketeer Regiment, but it is still a little bit inferior to the Artillery Regiment.

The notice they received last night was that after the artillery regiment finished three rounds of shooting, the musket regiment would approach the city wall and suppress the defenders on the wall with firepower, and then the ogre heavy infantry and the boar knights would lead the Isenbol Legion to attack the city wall.

But everyone expected that the enemy could not withstand the fierce artillery fire, and the remaining troops would have little chance of gaining military merit.

Arnold also followed Leo, looking at the artillery position where the smoke had dissipated. He wanted to take a closer look at the river bend artillery, but he didn't dare to get close for a while.

He was afraid that these steel beasts would suddenly awaken their self-awareness, turn their black guns around and fire at him, the extraordinary knight.

His fear of unknown things is still normal. Some low-level soldiers of Isenbol who have never seen the world have already begun to pray in a low voice - they think this is the creation of God.

The lower-class common people have no access to the supernatural realm. A circus magician can make them fuss with just a trick, and a village wizard can make them worship him with just some herbal talismans or water.

And artillery has completely exceeded their understanding.

Soon, Knight Hughes of Bavanachi, with his surviving knights and attendants, carrying a white flag, rode up to Leo on horseback, then dismounted and threw their swords on the ground.

Among the imperial nobles, surrender has a fixed etiquette process so as not to cause too much loss of face. Moreover, surrender is not unconditional and requires further negotiation.

Just now he and the knights were standing on the city wall watching, still thinking about how to spell "wait for the enemy to tire themselves out", when suddenly a cannonball flew over and directly broke a corner flag next to him in half.

A broken piece of plate armor flew past his head, cut off half of his ear, and then nailed to the helmet of another knight.

Then the entire stone and wood structure of the tower collapsed under the salvo of twenty twelve-pound shells, burying all the knights in the ruins.

Hughes Bavana was also an extraordinary knight. Although he had been pampered for a long time, he was still more agile than ordinary warriors. In the critical moment, he avoided collapsed beams and other heavy objects and was only hit by a pile of wooden boards and bricks.

So even though he was covered in dust, his whole body was sore, and covered in blood, he was still moving as usual.

But the six corner flags and more than ten knights and attendants in the tower were all left inside.

Leo looked at the dusty square-flag knight with no desire to communicate, but looked at Arnold instead.

Arnold understood what he meant and quickly dismounted and went forward to express his condolences.

"Hughes, are you okay?"

Knight Hughes felt a little relieved when he saw an acquaintance. "Brother-in-law, you are here. You, Isenbol..."

He looked back at the devastated city wall, but was speechless.

He originally wanted to say that the Isenbol Legion lacked chivalry and plotted against him, the old knight.

But now it seems that even if he is given another chance, he will not be able to withstand the bombardment of these mysterious weapons.

Arnold looked at Hughes with some pity, patted him on the shoulder and consoled him: "It's normal to lose. No one is undefeated when running into Rio Mundo. The faster you lose, the less loss you will suffer."

Because they were relatives and Leo was willing to give up power, surrender negotiations between Hughes and Arnold were quickly reached.

Hughes was willing to surrender as a prisoner, disarm the Bavanachi garrison, persuade the inner castle guards to surrender, and hand over his territory.

The condition is to ensure the safety of family members and subjects, and prevent them from being slaughtered or looted.

Before he came here, he had intended to retain ownership of the territory and only pay high war reparations and end the hostile relations.

In the past, due to the cost of ruling, it was rare for the victorious party to actually occupy the land. They would usually just burn, kill, loot, and then collect ransom from the captured nobles.

A defeated lord is still a lord, but he needs to change his allegiance or take on debts.

But Arnold told him that this time was different from usual. If he didn't hand over the territory, he would have to go back and fight again.

"Hughes, don't worry. Sir Mondo is the adopted son of the Grand Duke and a model of knighthood. He will not kill nobles and civilians indiscriminately."

After they had reached an agreement, Knight Hughes sent someone back to report and vacate all the combat posts on the city wall. Only then did Leo allow Roman to lead the vanguard troops in and occupy the city wall.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Let's go into town for breakfast."

Then he said to Arnold, "Inform all corner flags to keep an eye on their troops. Anyone who burns, kills or plunders will be executed. All spoils of war must be turned in and distributed fairly."

Arnold was stern and bowed his head to obey the order, "Yes!"