Time goes fast.

December 21, 1379, Medland Glory Calendar.

The golden sunshine fell leisurely on the Lanyin Corridor.

Outside a small town with less than 30,000 people, in the snowy wilderness, Qiao, who was exposed, waved his arms and shouted to the sky.

The Titan Fist wrapped his arms and reflected a soft light under the golden sunlight. Joe's heavy punches blasted through the air again and again, constantly making loud noises like heavy cannons.

A sixth-level warrior from the Wolf Temple spitting blood in big mouthfuls, collapsed at Qiao's feet, unable to move.

Gorkin, who was standing beside him, smiled happily, holding a set of gems inlaid with a large number of gems inlaid with extremely gorgeous workmanship, her fingers were gentle, just like she was stroking a girl's skin, gently stroking the exquisite rose patterns on the armor.

A half inside and outside the east, an Imperial Army soldier from a full brigade raised his weapons and made loud cheers.

Half inside and outside the west, nearly a thousand highland warriors in ragged clothes and tired faces were crying in a low voice, throwing down the weapons in their hands, and kneeling on the ground weakly.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army slowly approached, step by step towards the highlanders who kneeled down and surrendered, confiscated their weapons, and tied them one by one into strings with special ropes.

Among the captured Highlanders, there was a sixth-level warrior who was seriously injured, and a young nobleman with a young face and noble status due to the cold and was seriously ill and had a high fever.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army quickly rescued the seriously injured sixth-level soldier, and at the same time, they carefully arranged an elite soldier to take the young nobleman to the rear front command center.

It was a fair duel.

The army ruled by Joe and Gorkin chased and fought fiercely, catching up with the fleeing Highlanders.

Due to the burden of seriously injured sixth-level soldiers and seriously ill young nobles, this highlander did not escape into the deserted plateau area on both sides of the north and south, but chose to run along the Lanyin Corridor and obtain supplies and medical treatment in small towns one by one.

They were finally caught up in this small town by Joe and Gorkin.

Qiao made a fair duel to the sixth-level warrior lying on the ground... He swears with the reputation of the Vitu family that if this sixth-level warrior can defeat him, then he and Gorkin will let them take people away.

The Highlanders, who had ended their end, had food, medicine, and had a dying collapse in their physical strength and morale, agreed to Qiao's duel request.

The sixth-level warrior of the Wolf Temple promised that if Joe defeated him, they would put down their weapons and surrender to the Imperial Army.

Joe, Gorkin, and the military judges who accompanied the army all promised that if these highlanders surrendered, the soldiers of the lower-level highlanders would not mention them, and the highlanders would receive preferential treatment that matched their identities.

Because it was a fair duel, Qiao did not have armor.

The sixth-level warrior took off his armor.

Joe wore a Titan Fist and fought with a sixth-level warrior holding a snow-patterned iron scimitar.

That's the result.

Qiao seriously injured the sixth-level warrior and captured him alive.

Gorjin happily confiscated the entire body of the sixth-level warrior. A gorgeous set of armor was seized from a powerful sixth-level warrior in the Wolf Temple. This set of armor can be completely a very large collection among the Heirlooms of the Weitu family.

This highlander army, which was exhausted and completely lost all morale, completely collapsed and surrendered to the Imperial Army.

Several intelligence officers who followed the army interrogated several highlanders on the spot to interrogate several highlanders leaders.

Suddenly, several intelligence officers and the Imperial Army officers and soldiers around them cheered at the same time!

It would be fine if two sixth-level warriors in the Wolf God Temple were captured alive. The young nobleman sent to the front line command center is the new chief who has only been in office for half a year, the seventh-ranked "Xiaofeng Tribe" in the Highlanders' comprehensive strength!

Gorkin, who was smiling, threw the extremely gorgeous armor to his adjutant, and trotted to Qiao, and punched Qiao hard at the white flesh on his upper body.

"Joe, you guy, you guy with good luck... You killed three sixth level along the way, plus these two, and captured four alive... The fifth and fourth level you killed were over thirty... Bastard, you are such a lucky bastard... You also captured the new chief of the Xiaofeng tribe alive... Ha, no, I have to ask, your credit, your credit... How should this be calculated?"

"Hey, Gorkin!" Qiao was about to stop Gorkin, but Gorkin couldn't wait, jumping and jumping like a big horse monkey, heading towards the military judge who was counting the number of prisoners and the combat power level of the prisoners not far away.

"Hey, hey, let me see how much Qiao's military merits have accumulated? It's enough to be promoted to Major General, right? Don't fool me, Qiao is enough to be promoted to Major General, right?" Gorgin grabbed a colonel from the Military Law Department and came to him and spit out loudly.

The faces of several military judges were extremely... wonderful.

This freak, Joe.

Outside the Wolf Tooth Castle, he killed a sixth-level extraordinary person in the Wolf Temple in public, which was already shocked countless people.

But along the way, Qiao killed three sixth-levels and captured four alive. The fifth-level and fourth-levels he killed were more than thirty, and the fifth-level and fourth-levels he captured were more than one hundred.

Now, because of his duel, the Imperial Army also captured the new chief of the Xiaofeng tribe alive!

Such contributions accumulated together, even as long as the Lieutenant General of the Empire... But Qiao, he was only eighteen years old for a few months, was the 18-year-old Major General of the Imperial Army? It was too sensational to spread.

The military judges were tense and refused to answer Gorkin's inquiry.

Let me leave this troublesome thing to the bosses above to discuss... The 18-year-old Major General of the Imperial Army? The military judges all felt a little collapsed. Especially the colonel of the Military Law Department, who was the highest rank present, was over forty years old, and he kept glancing at Qiao standing in the distance, feeling extremely wonderful.

More than two miles away, a full-minded and energetic army lined up a scattered line and launched an attack on the small town with less than 30,000 people.

Dozens of old-fashioned bronze field guns roared, and the shells hit the low earth walls of the small town less than ten feet high, and nibbled off a large piece of the earth wall, revealing a group of less than a thousand people behind, trembling all over, holding various swords, bows and crossbows, and even fewer old-fashioned meshes.

A full-scale division of an Imperial Army can fight nearly 20,000 soldiers.

And the small city in front of me has less than 30,000 residents in the entire city.

Several white flags poked out from behind the city wall, and an old voice rang out weakly: "We, surrender, surrender... The noble adults, our city is all good people... We are all good people who are loyal to the empire!"

The sharp eagle cries came from the sky.

A dozen wingspans exceeding twenty feet from the ground, with a large plateau sheep eagle that can hunt beasts spread its wings and hovering over the small town.

Qiao raised his head and squinted his eyes. He saw several short, thin highlanders sitting on the backs of several big sheep eagles.

He could even see the unwilling resentment on the twisted faces of these highlanders.

Lan Mujin walked over and draped a winter army coat on Qiao. Qiao shook his arms, and the Titan Fist turned into two wrist guards, and tightly put it on his wrist.

Wrapped tightly with his coat, Qiao shouted at Gorkin, who was entangled with several military judges: "Gorkin, this is the last city in the plan, right? The army is preparing to spend the winter here and continue to attack after the spring starts?"

Gorkin muttered a few words to several military judges, turned around, and nodded vigorously to Qiao.

"That's right, Hongying City, all combat plans this year will be completed... and later, after the New Year's celebration, the climate in Lanyin Corridor will become even worse, and even the giant beasts on the ice field will be difficult to move here."

"Only after spring, the snow melts, the land thaws, and the temperature rises, we can continue to attack westward."

"But it's almost done. When we arrived at Hongying City, most of the Lanyin Corridor had already reached the hands of the Imperial Army."

Gorkin walked back to Qiao, took out two wrinkled cigarettes, handed one to Qiao. The two brothers held cigarettes in their mouths and blew smoke, stood in the snowy field, looking at the busy Imperial Army around.

Gorkin's subordinates were busy counting the prisoners.

The Imperial Army, which had just made an attempt to attack the city, had entered Hongying City from four directions in the company.

Outside Hongying City, adjacent to a frozen river, a large number of logistics soldiers are nervously setting up barbed wire, building civil and wooden fences, and building field camps.

The Imperial Army will be stationed outside Hongying City for at least three months, and survive the colder weather. Only after the flowers bloom in the next spring can we continue to attack westward and open up the entire Lanyin Corridor in one fell swoop.

The winter here is very difficult, and field tents cannot allow soldiers to survive the winter safely. In the next few days, soldiers must cut down enough logs and build a sufficient number of wooden barracks to allow the soldiers to survive the next terrible winter.

"This ghost weather...Gorkin!" Joe looked at the lean Gorkin a little pitifully and patted his belly hard: "How much meat should you grow, just like the white bear in the legendary northern ice field... Thick enough fur and fat will make you feel more comfortable in winter!"

Gorkin rolled his eyes at Joe unceremoniously: "Stop talking nonsense, you should find a way to cut off the fat on your body a little... Well, what are your plans next?"

Joe blinked.

What’s next?

What plans can he have?

More than a dozen court knights rode high-headed horses and rushed over.

They patrol around the field for a while, and then headed straight for Joe and Gorkin.
Chapter completed!