Chapter 412 Two Letters, Two Artifacts
"Let's see, riots in the three major provinces are about to happen. When the time comes, you send someone to warn Field and give him a chance to make meritorious deeds. Which legion would be better for you to join?" The Queen winked coquettishly, as if she was innocent and harmless. of saint.
The minister was sweating profusely. As the chief, of course he understood what the queen meant and immediately replied: "Cannon fodder... ah 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 the next time the Imperial Parliament is held."
In the Queen's view, Earl Ross's youngest son died, and he would definitely be reluctant to let go of his second son. They must send heavy troops to protect them, causing their family to bleed hard. Not only can it weaken the power of the Ross family, but it can also be used to fight against the rebels.
A win-win, she wins twice.
"However, I heard that Field is not favored."
"If you are not favored, you will not have strong protection, and you will not live until now." The queen waved her hand, "As long as I am satisfied, it is not impossible to be gentler to their family."
The Queen picked up the tea cup with satisfaction and took a sip gracefully.
"Your Majesty, your wisdom is inferior to that of a saint."
The minister immediately smiled and flattered the person in front of him, but in his heart, he "fired" the person in front of him ten thousand times.
He thought to himself: Damn, this snake and scorpion woman is so cruel. When people show kindness to you and work hard to defend the empire's territory, you actually want to kill them. If the family army is dead, is there any need to target them? It had long been swallowed up by the surrounding nobles.
In addition, I was asked to give my opinion. The Ross family will hate me by then.
The chief minister was on the verge of tears.
"Your Majesty, Miss Shirley is asking for an audience. She hopes to carry out a large-scale attack on the Night Owl Organization." A guard came to report.
Yes, there are workers who are even worse off than the Ross family. The chief minister can hardly hold back.
The Queen smiled gently: "The brave little girl Shirley is here. Tell her to come over. I just want to use the power of the Garcia family."
Three days later, night fell.
Field has completed the road blocking project in the Night Territory, which has reduced the number of carrion corpses in the territory.
The Chosen God of Destruction, Feromine, returned to her moon form and slept soundly.
"Next, we have to let go of our hands and feet to farm. Ofili, take the corpses like this and isolate the dangerous places at night to reduce the density of the corpse tide."
"Okay, Lord Miscellaneous Fish, by the way, I also want a reward." Ofili put his hands on his hips and swung his big tail and said, "Everyone else will give their opinions, and I have to give them too. I can't be content with 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 will tell you when I think of it."
"Okay, if you think about it hard, I'll transport the slaves back to the territory first. There are still a lot of things to finish 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.
Today's fortress, from the night side, still looks tall. But from the Bulls collar side, it looked very tragic. Collapsed walls, broken equipment, and corpses mixed in among them.
The massive corpses piled up in front of the fortress were dealt with quickly.
Most of the tattered ordnance, clothes and baggage were recovered by the Night Leader. The corpses were taken away by a coalition of nobles or burned to prevent the spread of the plague.
Seeing Field come back, Asheina stepped forward to say hello cordially, then changed her previous liveliness and solemnly reported the casualties.
"Sir, Ye Mu led the first army to participate in the battle with 550 people, 76 were killed, and 21 were disabled. The remaining wounded can return to the army after recuperation. Ye Mu led the second army to participate in the battle with 120 people, 53 were killed, and 7 were disabled. The non-army was young and strong, and was killed in the battle. 65 people. I think that the Second Army suffered so many casualties 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, Ofili's carrion withstood the frontal attack, and the carrion army of thousands of people was wiped out several times.
The human army has been defending at the top of the city. Even so, the casualties are still frightening. After all, the opponent's troops are too strong.
After being silent for ten minutes, Field's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "I will not forget their contribution."
"Field, you have done a great job." Tisifa gently held Field's hand and said seriously, "Our battle loss ratio is very good. I am proud of you and the soldiers."
"It can be better." Field's face was ugly. "For the soldiers who died in battle, their families must be subsidized, as well as for the disabled ones! We must help them to the maximum extent, and we must not let everyone down."
Seeing that Field was in a bad mood, Asheina couldn't help but interrupt.
"By the way, sir, this is a package sent from the imperial capital." Asheina pointed to the package on the table, "The other party should be a very powerful magician, and the messenger is a magic pigeon."
"Package? Let me see it."
When I opened the package, I saw two special crystal balls, each of which sealed an artifact, but I couldn't see clearly.
"It seems that the imperial army is not lying, and the rewards are real."
"What a beautiful artifact!" Ashina and Tisifa couldn't move their eyes away. "It feels like it's worth a lot of money."
"When you encounter difficulties, you can get a lot of delicious food back by selling it."
The two women chattered non-stop.
Field breathed a sigh of relief. There are too few people who can be trusted in the empire today. 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 food 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 conferred a title on Baron Liema."
Field only sold his military merits, and Baron Liema's military merits were submitted intact. As for the result, it no longer matters. After all, Anieri is dead and was buried by Field in the Feng Shui treasure land of Lema Territory.
Putting away the military merit envelope, Field opened the envelope with the seal of the imperial army again. The content is very simple.
Letter: Dear Baron Field, Lord of Night Territory, lovely patriot, you really surprised me!
Please forgive my rudeness. I previously issued a bounty with the mentality of casting a wide net. However, less than a month later, you killed two Shadow Cult villains. The glory of the goddess of war bless 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 and avenge the soldiers who defended the country.
Imperial Army, written by Xinta.
"Tsk, the guys from the Shadow Cult, are they considered event monsters? They drop twice as much treasures when you kill them."