Thirty-Two Good Luck

When does a company best attract talent? The answer, of course, is when it comes to making money... The Duchy of Alan Hill is now truly a rising "company", so it also has the ability to attract a large number of talents to come to defect.

Mordelair is one of those talents - he is a very capable person and a very responsible person.

As soon as he came to Chris's account, he planned to give Chris a welcome gift. Chris was reluctant to face the situation of storming the enemy's castle in front of him, so he was very tempted by Mordelair's request.

However, he did not immediately agree, but hesitated for a while and asked, "Will there be any danger in letting you go so rashly?"

It is a very good experience to have a leader who cares about his own safety at all times. Chris asked this question before Mordelair decided to go to Vast Sea Castle, and it was also a choice after careful consideration.

Two birds in the forest is not as good as one bird in hand - the talented Mordelair who has fallen into his pocket is definitely more important than Wilkes who is still standing on the opposite city wall. Chris thinks very clearly, so he does not intend to give away a talented person in vain.

Hearing what Chris said, Mordelair was very relieved. He got on his horse and said, "I'll go back as soon as I go. I think Wilkes doesn't want to fight like this anymore. It's a complete waste of time. A sense of honor."

He was right, in fact Wilkes didn't want to fight anymore. The third round of artillery strikes hit the city wall, and the entire city wall of Hanhai Castle was crumbling. Cracks have appeared in some places, and these cracked city walls are already very dangerous, and it is not surprising when they collapse.

Once the city wall collapsed, 70% of the fortifications of Hanhai were destroyed. There will be a large number of casualties in the tragic street fighting, which is not what Wilkes wants to see.

Chris can completely occupy the city wall, and a little bit of nibbling consumes Wilkes' remaining troops-at that time, he will not surrender actively, but passively.

A wise monarch knows when to fight to the end, and he also knows when to raise his hand to surrender: surrendering after exhausting all the strength to fight back will only make the situation worse and lose all his negotiating chips.

Mordelair, who rode his horse forward, approached the wall of Hanhai Castle, and at this time, Chris had ordered the artillery to stop firing again. The gunpowder smoke on the city tower has not yet dissipated, and many people are cleaning up dead bodies and broken stones.

"I'm Alan Hill's messenger! Your Lord Wilkes, please come out and speak!" The Mordelair, who was middle-aged, rode on the back of a war horse and shouted loudly from under the city: "My name is Mo Delaire! Please your city lord, Lord Wilkes, come out and speak!"

On the city wall, Wilkes waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him, saw Mordelaire under the city, squinted his eyes and shouted down: "I am Wilkes! I have long admired the name of Mordelair. No... but now that the war is raging, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

"City Lord Wilkes! In this situation, you have no reason to hold on! Now stop the battle and follow me to see His Majesty Chris, there is no need to let innocent people die in vain."

"It was Chris who came to beat me..." Wilkes, who was standing on the top of the city, replied with a will, but looking at the black smoke and the soldiers who were swaying, he forced his voice pressed down.

In all fairness, if he had such a strong fighting power, he would also go south to swept the North County and the earth fort... Even he would defeat Serris and build a strong country.

However, this kind of thing was his turn, and it was still a little uncomfortable after all. He pressed the crenel and shouted to the bottom: "Wait!"

After speaking, he turned around and prepared to walk down the city wall. His lieutenant, Bourgeois, followed with his sword,

Some anxiously followed Wilks downstairs and asked, "Sir! What are you going to do?"

"Open the city gate! I'm going to see the former City Lord Seris... Forget it, there's no need to struggle with this title at this time... I'm going to see the Archduke of Alan Hill, for our vast sea, Find a way out," Wilkes said.

"My lord! I'll go! You're sitting in the city..." Bourges stopped Wilkes nervously, and persuaded: "Let me go, lord, you must ensure your own safety."

With a wave of his hand, Wilkes laughed and said to Bourgeois: "If you have such an absolute advantage, would you make any small moves? He doesn't need to do anything to me to win...more Besides, he still has to care about some face."

"Why should I face?" On the hillside in the distance, Chris said with a smile to Captain Walter beside him: "It can reduce our losses, reduce the consumption of artillery shells, and lose a little reputation?"

He looked at the open gate of Hanhai Castle, and said to Walter, "If he doesn't cooperate in a while, you can arrest me! I won't do anything about detaining him first and letting the tiger return to the mountain."

Just when Chris had decided to be shameless and save the shells, Wilkes had already rushed to Mordelair. The two greeted each other, and then chatted about the battle in front of them.

"I came all the way... Northshire has indeed descended." Mordelair quenched Wilkes' last hope and said, "The army behind Ellen Hill is not more troops, but Caravans and carriages."

Wilkes was stunned for a moment, then looked at Modler: "You mean, Chris has no reinforcements?"

"He doesn't have reinforcements because he doesn't need reinforcements at all. Whether it's a field battle or a siege battle, his troops are invincible here." You are lucky enough to eat this army of more than 1,000 people, and you can win?"

"In less than a year, he can assemble more such troops to kill you, and your troops will not have any essential changes." Mordelair is a more comprehensive than Wilkes. The generals who analyze this situation are also more comprehensive: "No matter from which point of view you look at it, you will only fail."

"Surrender now, and defeat after killing red eyes, are not the same concept." Modler gave Wilkes a multiple-choice question and persuaded word by word.

"What you said...I understand this." Wilkes shook his head a little desolately and sighed: "However, if I surrendered to him, what benefits would it have for Han Hai?"

"Benefits? What I saw along the way, those carriages are full of cloth and other materials. All your people will be Chris's people from now on. He will be responsible for feeding these people, and he will also take care of them. They are better raised...Isn't that a benefit?" Mordelal asked rhetorically.

"This..." Wilkes nodded, acknowledging Mordelair's statement, he looked at the army formation in Alan Hill in the distance, and agreed: "Just follow what you said, promise me To be safe with my soldiers, to ensure that my people can live in peace and contentment, I am willing to offer my loyalty."

Chris doesn't know yet, he has already decided on the goal of being black-bellied once, and is now ready to pack up and surrender. He rode his horse on the hillside, waiting for the opponent's next move.

Then, he saw a huge white flag hanging on the top of the Hanhai Castle, looking so dazzling.

"Han Hai... surrendered." Walter, the commander of the regiment who was also pulling the reins, looked at the white flag in the distance and reported to Chris Hui: "They surrendered."

Chris grinned, he could be said to be extremely lucky today: first a senior commander who recommended himself came to the door, and another senior commander surrendered.

He still had some shells left to attack the castle, and he took down the entire Vast Sea Castle completely. Now his territory is bigger, more people can support his expansion, and more people can support his industrialization.

"I saw it!" Pulling the reins of the warhorse, Chris remembered the famous line "The spring breeze is proud of the horse's hoof". On the plain in the distance, thousands of Alan Hill grenadiers raised their weapons and shouted for victory. The joyful voice could be clearly heard hundreds of meters away.

Seeing that a battalion commander brought his soldiers into the vast sea castle, and saw his king flag fluttering at the head of the vast sea castle, Chris raised his chin and announced loudly: "Now, we have six large The castle, hundreds of villages and market towns. With a population of more than one million, I can finally say that I am a qualified principality.”

However, after he was overjoyed, a problem quickly lingered in his mind: three more duchies were annexed by him, and the tax of the Arante Empire in the northeast was reduced by 3,000 gold coins again.

According to the practice of the Arland Empire, the Duchy of Alan Hill had to pay more taxes in exchange for the recognition of the Arland Empire. However, under such circumstances, whether the Arland Empire would sit by and watch the Duchy of Alan Hill rise in the Northeast region is another matter.

It is very likely that the Arlantean Empire will not recognize Chris's rule over the Earth Fort, North County, and Vast Sea, and will forcibly order the Duchy of Alan Hill to hand over these territories.

Of course, Chris would never spit out the fat he had already swallowed. Therefore, Chris restrained his smile, and the expression on his face became solemn-maybe, a fierce battle will begin immediately, and once it begins, this battle will not end easily.