Chapter 571: Surrender (Part 1)

Being brave is sometimes not a good thing, because bravery is often the product of ignorance.

——Folk proverbs of the Britannian Empire

July 23, 291 of the Britannian Empire.

Britannian Empire, North, Ligasos Mountains (Mount Bra), Helai Tribe.

It was five days ago that they received the news that the Britannian Empire declared war on them.

The reason was that they went down the mountain to make trouble and killed and injured many Britannians.

Su Cheng, the leader of the Knights of Michael, sent 10,000 troops and now has troops at the foot of Mount Bra.

Panic gradually spread in 32 tribes during these five days.

Some tribes chose to surrender in this panic.

Some tribes, after a brief panic, chose to rise up and resist.

For example, the Helai Tribe.

After learning that the Britannian Empire declared war on them, the tribesmen of the Helai Tribe first felt a brief, slight panic, and then a strong resentment.

The Britannias are too much of a bully. They want to fight whenever they want, and they also fabricate something that doesn't exist to slander them - this is the voice of most of the Helai tribe.

During these five days, the Helai tribe has been actively preparing for war.

Their chieftain Nalu took out the iron knives that their Helai tribe had been accumulating and distributed them to all the warriors.

These iron knives are considered "strategic weapons" of their Helai tribe. They will only take out these iron knives when they have no choice and face severe moments.

These iron knives were bought from the trading point at the foot of the mountain over the years. There are a considerable number of them accumulated now.

Every warrior in the tribe can get one, and there are still some left.

The chieftain's warriors checked their knives, bows and other weapons, and actively prepared for battle.

No warrior in the Helai tribe showed fear on his face.

"This knife is really powerful." Moka played with the iron knife in his hand with a happy face.

He got this iron knife from the chieftain Nalu.

The power of the iron knife is naturally not comparable to the stone knives they usually use. Since receiving this iron knife, Moka has regarded it as his favorite, and even hugged it when he slept.

"Those damn Britannians, come and attack us." Tru, who was sitting next to Moka, laughed, "Let them see how powerful we are!"

"Attack?" As soon as Tru's voice fell, a voice that was extremely inconsistent with the atmosphere at the moment came from his side, "When the Britannians attack, you may not even be able to get close to them."

"Lu Ge?" Moka frowned and looked at the owner of the voice.

The owner of the voice was Lu Ge, who looked at him and Tru with a lonely face.

"Meka, Tru." Luger whispered to the two, "Even you want to fight the Britannians to the death..."

"Of course." Meka said without thinking, "The Britannians are too bullying, slandering us Lakers, and provoking disputes for no reason. Since the Britannians want war, we Lakers will naturally fight to the end! Let the Britannians see our backbone!"

"But, there are 10,000 Britannians at the foot of the mountain. ..."

"So what?" As soon as Luger finished speaking, Tru said in a proud tone, "Are we going to give in like this? We will fight the Britannians to the death! Let the Britannians know that we Lakers are not easy to bully! Let the Britannians see our backbone!"

"That's right!" Moka on the side said,

in a high-pitched voice, "Let the Britannians see the backbone of us Lakers!"

Luger looked at his two friends silently.

After a long time, Luger said faintly, "So you two think so too...", and then turned around and left with a lonely look on his face.

Luger, with his head down, wandered around the tribe aimlessly.

While wandering aimlessly, the voices of the ignorant and fanatical tribesmen came into Luger's ears, piercing Luger's eardrums.

"This iron knife is different! Let's see how many Britannias we killed!"

"Okay! I won't lose!"

...

"I heard that the Britannias are actually very weak. They said there are 10,000 people stationed at the foot of the mountain, but they are just trying to scare us. There are not 10,000 people at all, only 1,000 at most."

"Only 1,000 people? Then I feel relieved. I hope my husband can kill more Britannias this time, so that our entire family and our tribe will be honored."

...

"Dad, are there bad guys coming to attack... Can we win?"

"Of course we can win ! Don't worry, daughter! Of course we won! How could the Britannian warriors be as elite as our Laken warriors! The Britannians have too much food, clothing and daily necessities! So their warriors are used to comfort and can't fight any hard battles at all! Once there are too many casualties, they will immediately collapse! They can't compare with our bravery at all! "

...

"The Britannians are too much! If you want to go to war with us, just say it directly! Why slander us and say that we went down the mountain to cause chaos!"

"That's right! If you want to fight, just say it! We are not afraid of them! Let them see how powerful we are! Let them know that we Lakers are not easy to mess with!"

"The Lake people will win! The Helai tribe will win! Let these Britannians who are bullying others too much see how powerful we are!"

"Oh oh oh oh!!"

...

"I heard that the Britannians' warriors don't fight much, so their fighting power is very weak. We may charge and scare them away, hahaha!"

"I have heard similar things! My grandfather once told me that the fighting power of the Britannians is very weak, and they are not as good as us Lake people at all!"

...

Listening to these remarks of the tribesmen, Lu Ge returned to his home and his room without knowing it.

After returning to his room like a zombie, Lu Ge's peripheral vision happened to catch a glimpse of the book on his desk.

Lu Ge picked up the book and looked at the cover of the book.

This book was a popular science book that Lu Ge had spent a lot of effort to get before, introducing the customs and habits of various countries on the continent.

It was also through this book that Lu Ge developed a yearning for the world outside the mountains.

It was through this book that Luger knew how powerful the Britannians, with a population of 80 million, were.

It was through this book that Luger knew how weak and ignorant the Lake people were...

"Damn it!!"

Luger, who had been quietly looking at the cover of the book in his hand, suddenly moved and threw the book in his hand away.

He threw the book he cherished most heavily on the ground.

Luger felt his vision begin to blur.

Warm, moist tears dripped from his eyes, slid down his cheeks to his chin, and finally dripped on the ground.

Luger sat on the ground like a puppet who had been drained of strength and had his strings cut, as if the bones in his back and legs had been pulled out.

"How is it possible... to win the Britannians... to win that Su Cheng... How is it possible... Impossible..."