Chapter 270
My Empire Chapter 270
2020-11-03
Chapter 270 270 NegotiationsPressing his long sword, Oleman felt the sweat overflowing from his palms, he involuntarily He was swallowing saliva all the way, and every step seemed to exhaust his whole body.
He wanted to maintain his graceful posture, but he became a little stiff from being too nervous. Through his visor, he could feel the curious eyes from all directions with some hatred and disdain.
"Raise the flag a little higher, I don't want to die in such a hellish place." As he walked forward, Oleman reminded his attendant without looking back: "I can I feel that someone is targeting me!"
The attendant who followed behind him was so frightened that his footsteps were chaotic, and he hurriedly raised the white flag in his hand higher. He shouted loudly as he walked, his voice a little sharp: "Don't shoot! We're here to negotiate! Don't shoot! We're here to negotiate!"
In this way, they walked all the way. In front of the trenches dug by the Alanhill soldiers, staring at the countless black holes aimed at their muzzles, they stopped in front of an Alanhill grenadier company commander.
"I'm General Oleman! The interim commander of the defense forces near Ludnar, I request to meet with your commander..." Try to keep your tone calm, Ole Man opened his mouth and said word by word to the man in front of him.
It's really not easy for him to stand here. In hundreds of years, there has never been a high-level commander of the Magic Empire standing in front of mortals and speaking in such a low voice. It is a miracle that Oleman can adjust his emotions.
You must know that not everyone can suddenly recognize the reality and accept the cruel reality. Oleman used to be a very proud magician and commander. Even in the Holy Demon Emperor, he was a respected high-level general.
But now, he can only stand here obediently and honestly, ready to surrender to a group of soldiers of the mortal empire.
What made him even more incredible was that he did not surrender alone. He represented the entire city of Ludnar behind him, the millions of residents stationed here and at least 300,000 people. Various types of armies.
Although the 300,000 troops are somewhat watery, this figure includes at least 100,000 civilians who were recently conscripted into the army, and almost another 100,000 ordinary Saint Demon Emperor civilians with low battle strength. Firearms Unit.
Since the founding of the Magic Empire, there has been no such thing as leading an army of 300,000 to surrender to mortals. Even for a magician, surrendering to the commoners is a disgrace.
So, even at this moment, Oleman feels ashamed. His heart was full of unwillingness and bitterness. But there is no way, he didn't dare to show it, because... mortals are so strong now, so strong that he is afraid.
"Are you here to surrender?" Alanhill's company commander seemed to focus on the white flag behind Oleman. He looked at the white flag, and then looked at Elleman's face: "Just the two of you?"
"Cough...I'm here to negotiate...not to surrender..." Although it is came to surrender, but Oleman was still reluctant to confess his humiliating decision in front of an enemy junior officer.
"Negotiation? Not surrender?" The company commander obviously didn't understand the restraint of Magic Empire high level officers, he sneered and said, "Today is our deadline, don't you? What are you doing to surrender?"
He even wanted to turn around and go back, but was stopped by Oleman: "Wait! Wait! We are here to discuss the terms of surrender. Yes!"
Oleman felt that his heart was fiercely hit by the bayonet hanging on the other side's waist, he felt like a clown, performing all kinds of shame in front of the two armies. The way.
He has come, and if he fails to return, he will really cry to death. Now that he has taken the first step on the way, Oleman feels that his self-esteem and pride have been brutally shattered by reality.
"What are the conditions for surrender?" The company commander was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "I said, do you want to surrender, or do you want to continue fighting with us? What's so good about this kind of thing? Tangled?"
In the eyes of this company commander, the surrender of the current Holy Demon Emperor's army is already something as it should be by rights - there is nothing to be ashamed of, it has already lost After the war, and there is no room for struggle, do you all go to die heroically if you do not surrender?
Don't make a fuss, it's not that there are no people who fight to the death, but definitely not the majority. Most people will choose to surrender, a decent end to the war!
You see how happy the monarchs of the mortal empires were when they accepted the cruel reality and knew that they would never be able to defeat the Magic Empire? They didn't bargain, they just fell to their knees with a plop.
Not only did they kneel, but they knelt quickly and with dignity. They knelt up straight and rhythmically...
Oleman felt that he was being humiliated by coming here today. He really wanted to walk up to this damn little officer across from him and stretch out his hand. Grab the other person's collar, then pick him up and hold him in front of you, and tell him what a decent surrender is!
Now there are 300,000 troops and millions of civilians behind him! What's the point of his surrender if he can't guarantee the lives of these troops and the survival of these civilians who are running out of food?
Of course, all of this must be negotiated face-to-face, and the two sides will hold a handover ceremony, in which Oleman handed over his flag and armor, and the other party allowed him to keep his sword and enjoy the prisoner treatment due to the nobles. - This is surrender, right?
He, Oleman, is also the City Lord of Ludnar, the consul of the Holy Demon Emperor, and a high-level official who is second only to the grand consul! Don't be embarrassed?
Even if he dies, he can't surrender to an Alanhill company commander. It's rumored that he might as well die.
It's a pity that he couldn't tell the damned Alanhill junior officer in front of him who hated him. He's here to negotiate, but he's not here to negotiate with a company commander...
"We have many things to discuss with your commander, the placement of civilians, the security of soldiers... these are all We need to talk, so you'd better inform your superior and let him come to receive us." People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Oleman had to be patient and come up with some decent reasons to prevaricate.
Finally, his words made the other party feel a bit of truth. The company commander, nodded, stepped aside and said, "What you said makes some sense, come with me, and I'll take you to our battalion commander."
Hearing the rank of battalion commander, Oleman almost spat out a mouthful of old blood—he had fought with Alanhill for so long, and of course he knew how big a battalion commander was.
Suddenly, Oleman had the urge to cry, thinking that he must be busy today, and it was pointless to be busy.
He's going to see an Alanhill battalion commander in a while, then a regiment commander, then maybe a division commander, maybe a corps commander, and finally a bigger officer...
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He heard that his opponent was a famous general named Wilkes, and that he had supported the one-day onslaught of Alanhill's army in the vast sea.
Oleman didn't understand why a general who surrendered after holding up Alanhill's army for a day was qualified to be called a famous general, and he also didn't understand why he also surrendered to Alanhill. He is now humiliated like this, But the other party has become a high-ranking official of Alanhill.
For a moment, Oleman even felt a little remorse: Did he surrender earlier, be more resolute, and be more proactive—in two years, he can be the same as this Wilkes , to become the "Archon" of the decent Alanhill Magical Legion.
Looking back at his attendant holding a white flag, Oleman dismissed the unrealistic fantasies in his mind, sighed helplessly, and stepped forward on the gravel. go.
Under the curious eyes of the Alanhill soldiers, Oleman crossed the not spacious trench, and also looked at the soldiers who were resting with weapons, water glasses or compressed biscuits. .
The fortifications here are simple, since Alanhill's forces are attacking and they will probably give up and move on in a few hours, so there is no need for a full fortification.
Who made the Holy Demon Emperor country without the ability to fight back, and even to hold on to its own line of defense for a long time? This is perhaps a sarcasm, the most poignant, rival sarcasm.
It is these mortals who look a little sloppy, these mortals with backpacks and grenades slanted on their bodies, squatting on the ground covered with dust, and even with gunpowder smoke and black mud on their faces. The Demon Emperor country has been pushed to where it is today.
Oleman walked forward step by step, past mortar positions, past howitzer positions, past ammunition supply trucks and anti-aircraft artillery. Then, already numb, he saw the Katyusha rocket launcher, saw the huge 203mm caliber howitzer, saw the Hawk anti-aircraft missile...
Along the way, he didn't even remember his How many people have changed around. At first he was accompanied by a company commander, then a battalion commander, then a regiment commander, and then a division commander.
Anyway, in the end, he finally saw a high-level general who claimed to be the commander of the army, and walked into a tent with a map and piled up with documents, more like the office of a civilian.
"Welcome, General Oleman! I'm the chief military officer here, you can..." The other party was polite and could not tell that he was the commander of Alanhill's main 3rd Panzer Corps.
Along the way, Oleman, who had lost something earlier this time, did not hesitate or pause, fluently stated his purpose, without the slightest arrogance: "I am here to surrender, General. Your Excellency!" 閺
He got up and wrote another chapter, asking for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, rewards, collections, subscriptions - Long Ling is here to negotiate, um, negotiate
(end of chapter)