Hans's intuition was correct. Just as the Wells Army was good at, the Lombards, who had suffered a bloody encounter at Nanguan Fort, resorted to a conspiracy.

But unlike the "poor" Welsh Legion, Lombardy is a truly wealthy place, so their conspiracy can shine in the sun.

More than a hundred steps outside Nanguan Army Fort, on the flat bank next to the rapid river, five large iron boxes containing gold and silver coins were lined up.

The Lombards were so shameless that they could not attack for a long time. They actually sent people to carry out the gold and silver and shouted loudly to surrender from a hundred paces away.

"Brothers from Burgundy, you are guarding this cold place in the mountains to bleed to death for that bastard Earl of Wales, but how many copper coins can you earn throughout the year? If you follow that guy and work hard, you will never get ahead in your life.

"

The speaker was a fat man with big ears who was carrying a belt and trying his best to keep the fat on his belly from falling off. To be so fat, he must be at least a high-ranking official in the Lombard army.

The fat man with big ears bent over hard and grabbed a few large silver coins in his hands that were almost too swollen to recognize their shapes. He raised his hands to shoulder height, then let go and let the shiny silver coins fall into the iron box again.

There was a pleasant crisp sound, "Guys, there are half a million pfennigs worth of gold and silver coins here. As long as you put down your weapons and open the door, these treasures will be yours."

The defenders on the military fort could not hear the crisp sound of the silver coins, but the flash of gold and silver under the scorching sun still hurt the eyes of the soldiers on the Nanguan military fort even after a hundred steps.

Faced with such a huge temptation, it is absolutely false to say that the defenders were unmoved at all. The soldiers of the Welsh Army were still calm and composed. After all, they enjoyed generous military pay and had seen gold and silver.

A big scene all over the place.

But those standing peasants and soldiers who followed the deputy commander of the reserve regiment to Nanguan to assist in the defense could not bear it any longer. However, the sharp blades that the inspectors could pull out at any time from their waists and the sharp eyes of the officers made them swallow their saliva.

The red-eyed soldiers wanted to rush out of the wall, kill all the Lombards, and then rob all the large iron boxes filled with gold and silver.

Cang~

Hans pulled out the long sword from his waist and pointed it directly outside the wall, "Guys, we are eager for money, but we disdain the charity of the Lombard dogs. When we defeat these Lombard dogs, we will have a warehouse full of gold and silver waiting for us.

Guys help themselves."

The soldiers of the Welsh Legion did not need Hans to comfort them. These words were spoken to the standing peasant soldiers who had already begun to drool.

Roger, the deputy commander of the reserve regiment who accompanied Hans, glanced at the unsatisfactory peasants and soldiers beside him, and then he also pulled out the broad sword at his waist, "Listen to me, if there is that bastard, you dare to look at it again."

As soon as I saw those things, I immediately gouged out his eyes! Those unworthy things, if they have the ability to kill all the Lombard dogs for me, and then rob them of all their belongings, then that is our trophy!"

Roger's coercion and inducement were more effective. Although there were always one or two guys who secretly glanced over there from time to time, everyone finally took it back.

At this time, Burry, the commanding adjutant who was on rotation at Nanguan Army Fort, came up. He heard that the Lombards were trying to buy the pass with money, so he specially called a group of soldiers to come with "return gifts".

"Hans, since the Lombard dogs have brought us gold and silver, let us also give them a generous gift."

After that, Bury waved his hand to the soldiers who were operating the trebuchet behind the wall, "The target is due south, one hundred and twenty steps."

The commander of the hurlers nodded toward the wall, and humbly directed a few soldiers to put the six newly sealed clay pots into the trebuchet pockets.

After a moment, with the sound of several hammers hitting the locks, the six clay pots were thrown high and flew in an arc towards the Lombards outside the South Pass trying to persuade them to surrender.

Seeing the enemy's projectile suddenly, the Lombards did not panic. They saw a dozen soldiers carrying giant shields and immediately rushed to the iron box, using their giant shields to protect the gold, silver and the fat man standing next to the iron box.

.

Let alone a clay pot, even a stone cannot easily break the Lombards' giant shield.

However, the moment the clay pot hit the giant shield and exploded, the viscous juice that was still warm splashed everywhere, and a lump of yellow goo hit the fat man's forehead.

His forehead suddenly felt warm. He raised his hand and wiped it curiously, then took a closer look, brought it to his nose and sniffed...

"Bastard!!"

.............

Seeing the Lombards being pelted with excrement and excrement, the defenders on the Nanguan Fort could not stand upright with laughter.

It wasn't until the fat-headed and big-eared servant was helped back to the rear camp by the servants who were vomiting as they walked, that Hans patted Bury on the shoulder and laughed and scolded: "Bury, you bastard, I'm afraid your return gift will make the enemy attack.

The attack was several times more violent."

Hans ordered the messenger next to him: "Immediately send a message to Commander Colin in the rear. The Lombards are about to launch the fourth round of attack. We need the support of Colin's company at any time."

The messenger took the order and hurriedly jumped off the pass wall and ran towards the temporary camp of the 1st Battalion Company of the 1st Division of Wells behind the South Pass.

"Send the order and prepare for the enemy's fourth round of attack."

"Bury, go and take the resting second echelon to the wall to prepare for the battle. Some of them will fight in a while."

............

Behind the Nanguan Army Fort, in the lake area.

Ever since Baron Odo, the deputy commander of the Welsh Army, personally led his troops south, life here seems to have returned to normal.

The capable soldiers of the Welsh Legion brought a great sense of calm to the people of the Lakeland. Since the arrival of the soldiers, the originally closed village gates were opened, and the farmers who had been hiding at home due to the war began to bear the burden.

He picked up the farm tools and returned to the wheat field to tend the crops.

Except for the peasants and soldiers of the reserve regiment who patrolled day and night in and around the basin and the military intelligence horses running back and forth between the Nanguan Army Fort and the lake area, there was not much difference between this situation and before the war.

In the garrison camp in Lake Land, Odo pulled on his breastplate to let the air-conditioning flow into the stuffy armor to get some coolness.

How long Ao had been in the military, it had become a habit to keep his armor on during wartime, even though the southern mainland heat in July was unbearable.

"Report to Lord Odo, come to Nanguan to report." Obote stepped into Odo's barracks holding a piece of military information that had just been sent.

"Read!" Odo was leaning over and staring at the map of Lombardy in front of the table.

Obote unfolded the papyrus and loudly said: "Urgent report from the South Pass. This morning, the Lombard army tried to buy the pass with a lot of money, but was driven away by our army throwing excrement water. The enemy army started the fourth round of attack in the afternoon. The enemy army dispatched trebuchets.

, siege rams, fifteen siege ladder sorties, more than a hundred infantry, fifty archers and crossbowmen, fighting fiercely for half a day, the formation killed twenty enemy troops, the enemy retreated, and Nanguan was temporarily safe..."

"In today's battle, the enemy used a large number of kerosene cans. It is estimated that more than a hundred cans of kerosene were thrown into Nanguan. The defenders suffered heavy losses in the battle. A total of 12 people died in the battle and 15 were wounded. The defender commander Hans and the reserve

Roger, the deputy commander of the regiment, was burned by kerosene and is not in danger at the moment. He will be sent back to the camp after first aid."

"Nanguan has been handed over to Colin's company for garrison, Wenbi."

Otto frowned when he heard that the battle had suffered heavy losses, "The Lombards were so desperate that they actually used hundreds of cans of kerosene to attack the city."

"Obot, you immediately organize the peasants and soldiers of the reserve regiment to rush to Nanguan to carry the injured soldiers back to the lake for treatment. The injuries burned by kerosene cannot be delayed."

Otto threw the hardwood charcoal stick in his hand on the map, "In addition, send another hundred cans of fire oil to Nanguan and ask Colin to call them all out next time he defends the enemy. The Lombards like to play with fire.

, then let them have enough fun.”

"By the way, Benson hasn't sent anyone back today to send a message. You can send a few teams of sentries to take a look around. Don't let the Lombards sneak into the rear by taking a detour."
Chapter completed!