"I care more about what you just said to him. otbnkotgt "Yes, it is true."
William nodded: "In the New World, the Britons are only a minority.
The Goths are the majority."
"Yes, at least this is true in the British colonies.
But what's the use of it?"
Elise said: "As you said before.
Although the number of Goths is large, this is All the benefits of a British colony belong to the British."
"It was like this before I came here, but after that, it was different.
The number of Goths accounts for three-quarters of the human world.
So, we have reason to establish a new world order.
And in this world order , the Goths occupy at least three-quarters of the land and resources.
And I have already done a lot of this order in the old continent.
Now it is the turn of the new continent."
William said confidently: "I call this the Teutonic American Plan.
The purpose is to establish a new empire and a new order for the Goths."
"With the ten thousand soldiers of the White Army," Shalumi looked at William with some disbelief: "The enemies you have to face are at least one hundred thousand, and probably as many as two hundred thousand.
They are not like the Slavis.
The weak brigade is not a primitive and backward cold weapon army like the Centaurs. " "No, no no."
William shook his finger: "What I want to rely on is not just the 10,000 White Legions.
There are also Goths in the New World.
There are 1.5 million Goths in the New World."
"Really."
Although William's words seemed very pleasant, Chalumi was still not optimistic about his plan: "Then go talk to your 1.5 million Goths about your plan.
They are They are gathering in the fortress in front and resisting."
Yes, as William and his party moved forward further and further.
The sounds of battle also became more and more concentrated.
To the north, and only to the north, there were sounds of fighting.
Fighting elsewhere has subsided.
This meant that Savannah's defeated remnants were concentrated in the north of the city.
After continuing to move forward and arriving at the battle site, William finally understood why they chose the northern part of the city as their stronghold.
There are two solid stone buildings here, one of which is the Governor's Palace.
Successive colonial governors had little sense of security.
When they first opened up the colonies, the governors built their official residences into strong fortresses.
The history of the Thirteen States Colony is not very long, so this fortress is still very new.
In another place, next to the Governor's Palace, is an equally strong monastery.
The Protestant faith occupies a large part of the situation in the New World.
Whenever the colonists arrived in an area and built a new town, the first thing they started building was definitely the church.
The Protestant faith united the colonists of different nationalities into a unified whole.
To a certain extent, it enhanced the cohesion and exclusiveness of the colony.
A "big city" like Savannah is eligible to build a large monastery that combines a fortress and a church.
This is the headquarters of the armed monks.
It was also one of the last two strongholds in Savannah for the Continental Army that overthrew the tyranny.
"How is the situation?"
William walked towards his army and then asked such a question.
After seeing William, several officers who were arguing immediately put down what they were doing, stood at attention and saluted William: "Your Highness."
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"Yes."
William returned the greeting to them, and then waited for the answer.
Several officers looked at each other.
Finally, the one with the highest status, William's former attendant and now the most senior infantry commander of the White Legion, answered: "Most of the areas in Savannah have been pacified.
Now only this is left.
The monastery and the governor's residence have not been captured by the rebels, and they have at least twenty artillery pieces.
If they want to attack by force, it will probably cause huge casualties. " "What's the result?"
William asked.
"Major Blake thinks we should send someone to persuade us to surrender.
Lieutenant Colonel Hinton thinks we should send someone to contact the artillery.
Everyone is arguing about these two proposals.
But now that His Highness is here, everything is left to His Highness to decide."
"Very good."
William nodded, expressing satisfaction.
It seems that none of these mid-level officers who have been trained in military schools are stupid.
No one thought it was appropriate to "send men to attack by force."
As for the two proposals they discussed?
"Send someone to persuade them to surrender."
William said without hesitation.
After he finished speaking, before anyone could react, he continued: "At the same time, if you can't contact the artillery unit temporarily, or if you have other questions, please let me know.
The naval guns were also pulled in at top speed."
"Yes, Your Highness."
After that, several officers present immediately stood at attention, saluted, and dispersed in the shortest time.
After that, the envoys carrying white flags, under the gazes of a group of officers and William, Elise and Chalumi, approached the Governor's Palace and the monastery respectively.
William vaguely heard the fierce argument among the rebels guarding the gate for a while, and then lowered a rope from the Governor's Palace and the monastery respectively.
"The rebels are careful," Littlejohn said.
"In other words, the rebels are very timid."
Lieutenant Colonel Hinton, a middle-aged mercenary with a rotten face covered with various scars, grinned, revealing a mouth full of rotten teeth.
This guy was a veteran William fished out of a large mercenary group in Polotsk.
It is said that our ancestors were once rich.
There was even a baronetcy that he could show off to everyone.
But after it reached him, nothing was left.
The glory of his ancestors had no influence on Lieutenant Colonel Hinton.
Half a lifetime of mercenary career has left him with scars all over his body, an unruly character, and a capable commanding technique that is too cold and cruel.
Because he has long experience in the military and has experienced many things.
So this guy is looked down upon by everyone in the White Legion except William.
Anyone dares to provoke him.
Including Little John, the leader of the first regiment who is regarded by everyone as the deputy commander of the White Legion.
"It would be great if you are timid."
William said calmly: "Their surrender can save us a lot of energy."
"But if we attack, then we can."
Although in front of William, the veteran ruffian didn't dare to speak loudly.
But he still wanted to try to refute William's words.
"What can we do, Lieutenant Colonel, don't forget, you are no longer a simple mercenary, you are still a retainer of the Hereford family."
William said to him calmly: "Don't always look at it as a mercenary.
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Look at the problem.
You should learn to put the interests of the family first.”
"Yes, Your Highness."
Although he seemed to understand what William said, Lieutenant Colonel Hinton still flinched.
It was at this time that the two buildings opposite were noisy again.
The monastery door opens.
The Continental Army soldiers hiding inside came out surrounded by a man wearing an officer's uniform.
The officer held his command knife in both hands.
The soldiers around him were unarmed and carried white flags.
"They surrendered."
Just before the soldiers of the White Legion wanted to cheer loudly, some sharp-eyed people saw something rising on the flagpole of the Governor's Mansion.
William and other officers immediately took out their telescopes and looked over and saw the envoy.
The envoy they sent to persuade them to surrender was struggling and motionless, with his tongue hanging out.
"They hanged our envoy."
William looked at Lieutenant Colonel Hinton calmly, who looked eager to give it a try.
"When the artillery arrives, it will be under your command, Lieutenant Colonel.
Before dawn, I hope to see a fortress full of dead people.
They'd better be hung up.
Do you understand what I mean?"
William asked.
"Promise to complete the mission, Your Highness."
The veteran ruffian looked very excited.
Every scar on that rotten face was shaking with excitement.
"That's good."
William nodded, and then walked towards the officer who opened the door and chose to surrender.
The man was very young, very young, so young that William was a little surprised.
After seeing William and the people beside him, the young man immediately wanted to retreat.
But soon, he gritted his teeth and insisted on stopping.
"I surrender to you on behalf of the 141st Battalion, Sixth Regiment, Fourth Regiment, Continental Army.
I wish to know who defeated my army."
"The person in front of you is the great His Highness William von Hereford, heir to the Hereford family from the Kingdom of Russia."
Immediately, the officer next to William answered his question.
"Prince William?"
The young man gritted his teeth, bent down, and handed over his command knife with both hands: "I hope you will treat the prisoners well, Your Highness.
At the same time, I hope to receive treatment commensurate with my status."
"You will get those things.
Although in fact, your army is just a group of rebels, and you are just an ordinary civilian who has just put on military uniform."
William replied calmly.
After finishing speaking, he looked at the Governor's Mansion again.
The rebels there made no further moves after killing his envoy.
As if dead.
"However, some people are not as lucky as you."
William said to the fortress.
After hearing this insulting remark, the other party seemed very unconvinced.
But still he said nothing.
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He just lowered his head and gritted his teeth, looking very current.
"Take this gentleman down to rest."
William was not interested in him, nor did he mean to embarrass him.
After waving his hand, he asked someone to take him down. 160420oshow7: