Chapter 402

"Let's put it this way. The three provinces are about to riot. When the time comes, you send someone to attack Field and give him a chance to make merit. Which legion do you think is better to be assigned to?" The queen winked coquettishly, just like a pure and harmless saint.

The minister was sweating profusely. As the chief, he certainly understood what the queen meant and immediately replied: "Cannon fodder... No, the Right Vanguard Corps is responsible for commanding some mercenary operations."

"Well, your suggestion is very pertinent. Don't forget to prepare a speech for the next Imperial Parliament."

In the eyes of the queen, Earl Ross's youngest son died, and he must be reluctant to part with his second son. He must send heavy troops to protect him and make their family bleed heavily. Not only can it weaken the power of the Ross family, but it can also be used to fight against the rebels.

Win-win, she won twice.

"But, I heard that Field is not favored."

"If he is not favored, he will not have a strong force to protect him, and he will not live until now." The queen waved her hand, "As long as I am satisfied, it is not impossible to be a little more lenient with their family."

The queen picked up the teacup with satisfaction and took a sip elegantly.

"Your Majesty, your wisdom is not as good as that of a saint."

The minister immediately smiled and flattered him, but in his heart, he "fried" the person in front of him ten thousand times

He secretly said: Damn, this vicious woman is really cruel, people show you goodwill and work hard to defend the empire's territory, but you want to kill them. If the family army is dead, is there any need to target them? They have been swallowed up by the surrounding nobles.

In addition, you asked me to give suggestions. By then, the Ross family will hate me to death.

The chief minister wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Your Majesty, Miss Shirley asked to see you. She hopes to carry out a large-scale strike against the Night Owl Organization." A guard came to report.

Well, the workers who are worse off than the Ross family are here, and the chief minister can hardly hold back.

The queen smiled gently: "It's the brave little girl Shirley who is here. Ask her to come over. I just need the power of the Garcia family."

Three days later, Night Territory.

Field has completed the road blocking project in Night Territory, which has reduced the number of rotten corpses in the territory.

The Chosen God of Destruction, Filomena, has returned to the moon form and is sleeping soundly.

"Next, we have to let go and farm. Ofili, you lead the zombies to do this, cut off the dangerous places in Night Territory, and reduce the density of the zombie tide."

"Okay, Lord of Trash, by the way, I want a reward too." Ofili put his hands on his waist and swung his big tail, saying, "Others will give suggestions, and I will too. I can't be content to lag behind others."

"Okay, what do you want?" Field asked curiously.

Ofili waved his hand: "I like to watch performances. Well, forget it. I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I think of it."

"Okay, think hard. I'll transport the slaves back to the territory first. There are still many things to be done at the border fortress."

Since he was about to buy slaves, Field took the little angel who stayed at home all day and went to the border fortress first.

From the side of the Night Territory, the fortress today still looks tall. But from the side of the Bull Territory, it looks very tragic. The collapsed walls and broken equipment are mixed with corpses.

The large number of corpses piled in front of the fortress were handled quickly.

Most of the tattered weapons, clothes and baggage were recovered by the Night Territory. The corpses were taken away by the noble coalition or burned to prevent the spread of plague.

Seeing Field coming back, Ashina came forward intimately and said hello, then turned to her previous liveliness and reported the casualties heavily.

"Sir, 550 people participated in the battle of the First Army of Night, 76 were killed, 21 were disabled, and the rest of the wounded can return to the team after recuperation. 120 people participated in the battle of the Second Army of Night, 53 were killed, and 7 were disabled. There were 65 young and strong non-military personnel killed. I think the reason why the Second Army suffered such heavy casualties is mainly because they did not participate in our training and rushed into the battle."

In just a few days of offensive and defensive battles, the casualties reached a shocking level.

You know, Opheli's corpses withstood the frontal attack, and the corpse army of thousands of people was also wiped out several times.

The human army has been defending on the top of the city, but even so, the casualties are still frighteningly large, after all, the opponent's troops are too strong.

After a full ten minutes of silence, Field's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "I will not forget their contribution."

"Field, you have done a good job." Tisifa gently took Field's hand and said seriously, "Our casualty ratio is very good, I am proud of you and the soldiers."

"It can be better." Field's face was very ugly, "The families of the fallen soldiers should be subsidized, and the disabled ones too! We should help them to the greatest extent and not let everyone down."

Seeing that Field was in a bad mood, Ashina couldn't help interrupting.

"By the way, sir, this isA package sent from the imperial capital." Ashina pointed to the package on the table, "The other party should be a very powerful magician, and the one who delivered the letter was a magic pigeon."

"Package? Let me see."

After opening the package, two special crystal balls came into view, each of which sealed a divine weapon, but it was not clear.

"It seems that the imperial army did not lie, and the reward was real."

"What a beautiful divine weapon!" Ashina and Tisifa couldn't take their eyes off it, "It feels worth a lot of money."

"When you encounter difficulties, you can sell it and get a lot of delicious food in return. "

The two women chattered non-stop.

Field breathed a sigh of relief. There are too few people in the empire today who can be trusted. Only the imperial army has repeatedly demonstrated excellent moral character and fighting spirit. No wonder the Griffin Empire can still survive.

Adhering to the principle of saving the best for last, Field relaxed his mood and opened his military merit envelope first.

Military Merit Letter: Baron Field fought bravely in the rebellion in Rick Province and killed 17 enemy soldiers. He was awarded an Imperial Medal of Honor, a piece of blue silk, and 50 gold coins as a reward.

"Haha, I don't know if the Queen has posthumously conferred a title on Baron Liema. "

Field only sold his own military merits, and Baron Liema's military merits were submitted intact. As for the result, it is no longer important. After all, Anieri is dead and was buried by Field in the Feng Shui treasure land of Liema Territory.

Putting away the military merit envelope casually, Field opened the envelope with the seal of the Imperial Army. The content was very simple.

Letter: Dear Baron Field, Lord of Night Territory, lovely patriot, you really surprised me!

Please forgive my rudeness. I issued the bounty with the mentality of casting a wide net. However, in less than a month, you killed two Shadow Cult villains. The glory of the goddess of war blesses you, you are a true knight.

With the highest respect, in addition, these are two third-level artifacts of the bounty, from my deceased comrades, please be sure to accept them. I hope you can continue to work hard to avenge the soldiers who defended the country.

Imperial Army, written by Xinta.

"Tsk, the guys of the Shadow Cult, are they considered active monsters? They drop treasures twice as much as they are hit. "