Chapter 564: Accusations and Tragedy

"Sometimes, I have to sigh that the little sun is really strong."

After seeing Keira's miserable condition, Ashina couldn't help but sigh: "Compared to her, my combat power is much worse."

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Even Ashina had to admit the combat power of the Chosen Gods of Destruction.

"It is true that the Chosen Gods of Destruction are strong, but their flaws are also great."

Field did not wear tinted glasses because of their personal combat power: "They are too few in number, lack cooperation, and have no potential for sustainable development. On the other hand, although few of the other gods have personal combat power comparable to that of Philomena, they are numerous."

It is definitely enough to destroy the world, but if you want to develop civilization, bombing alone is not enough.

"Besides, everyone has their own value, you don't have to belittle yourself. The Night Territory is big and can accommodate everyone who works hard for it."

Field patted her butt gently, and then patted the butt of Gehlos who passed by, and wanted to pat Philomena, but she glared back.

"Okay." Ashina nodded obediently.

Putting away the artifact, Field commanded everyone: "Before it gets dark, check the surrounding environment. Kill the enemies who are not dead, and then loot all useful supplies."

"By the way, eighty-seven mercenaries died in this battle, and more than one hundred and fifty were injured. Our direct army gained a lot, and no one died in the battle."

Ashina nodded with satisfaction, and whispered: "Mercenaries are still useful. I don't feel sorry for using them as cannon fodder."

"They are also trying to make a living." Field chuckled, "Don't reduce their wages, otherwise others will be even less willing to work."

"In addition, we have harvested a large number of war horses. What should we do with them?" After slapping her head, Asina hurriedly said, "More than 800 war horses, plus our own war horses, are too cumbersome."

Due to Kaila's decision to dismount and fight on foot, they led the war horses to the other side in advance. This seemingly smart decision preserved the supplies to the greatest extent and made a wedding dress for Field.

Eight hundred excellent war horses alone is a huge wealth that the small nobles dare not imagine.

"Hiss~"

Field was also entangled. Just eating, drinking, defecating and urinating in a warhorse would take a lot of effort to take care of.

"Or... sell it to the imperial army." Gehlos raised his hand, "Or sell it to the nobles."

"It's better to sell it to the rebels." Ashina shook her head repeatedly.

Feilominai suggested: "Kill them all."

"Kill the injured warhorses for meat, and keep the rest." After thinking for a moment, Field shook his head repeatedly, "It's useful to keep them. Now try to rely on the stock to hold on. I estimate that the next battle will be stalemate for a while."

"We attack westward. When we reach the seaside, we will contact the Night Territory and ask the ships to come and transport the supplies. At that time, we will rely on the warships to attack in a fan shape and continue to plunder supplies for the Night Territory!"

Of course, we have to wait until the battle situation is a little clearer, otherwise it is easy to run into the enemy's army.

"Oh~ So the adults want warships so much to move supplies." Everyone understood.

Field chuckled: "Of course, this is the only way to make money from war. Okay, everyone, get moving."

"Yes."

Everyone went to work, and Field, surrounded by a team of cavalry, rode a warhorse and scouted the nearby terrain along the river.

It seems that because of the tragic war

In the nameless river, a drowned body floated up from time to time. Field had long been accustomed to it and was not surprised.

"Hey? There's a little girl there."

Looking around, Field saw a thin and melancholy girl sitting alone on the river bank, staring at the body in the river in a daze. The girl was not only wrapped in bandages, but also in her right eye. The intact left eye revealed sadness. She seemed to have been seriously injured.

After taking two steps closer, Field was surprised to find that the girl was very beautiful, but unfortunately her snow-white skin had no blood color, which made her look less lively.

The rabbit was very small, obviously lower than the average level of the Griffin Empire. Field guessed that it might be because the people here were short of supplies and were starving.

Fortunately, the platinum hair on the side of her face shone gorgeously in the sunset, adding a bit of divinity.

"Could it be the chosen one?"

Field was not confused by the other party's thinness, and immediately opened the small map, but found that there were human marks on the map, and they were not hostile.

"It seems to be the unlucky villagers nearby."

With a sigh, Field stepped forward and wanted to pull her to the camp to work: "Hey, little girl. There is a war here. Go to my camp to work, at least you can eat black noodles."

"I saw it."

The girl turned her head and stared at Field with absent-minded eyes. She murmured: "Your empire's army is really good at killing. The people in the three provinces of the western border are almost killed."

"When will we get real peace? We just want to survive."

"Butcher, you must be very proud now." The girl's soft voice said something that hit the heart.

"You ugly snake demon, the fangs of a poisonous snake, how can you talk to our Lord Baron!"

The surrounding cavalrymen were furious when they heard this, and raised their whips to whip her to death. In fact, any civilian who dared to question the noble master would be whipped to death.

"Stop, she's just a little girl, I don't need to mess with her."

Field waved his hand, signaling them to retreat.

Faced with soul-searching, Field calmly replied: "I don't know when the Empire can achieve peace. Anyway, the people under my command are living well and not being bullied, which is enough."

"As for the cruel war here, it is the Queen's and that shitty hero king's business. As a northerner, I do not accept any moral accusations."

You big shots made a mess for the sake of profit, but you want to blame me who is innocent?

How many dishes, drink like this.

"Your Excellency is right." The cavalrymen around nodded sincerely.

After walking around, they saw too many tragic scenes. The Night Territory, which was originally a Jedi, now looks more like a paradise.

The girl didn't believe it at all, and continued to hug her knees and look at the lake stupidly.

"Leave her a piece of black bread, let's go."

"Our adults are kind-hearted and reward you." A cavalryman took out a piece of bread from the backpack of the warhorse and put it next to the girl.

The girl did not respond, as if even her instincts had disappeared.

Field didn't take it seriously and continued to survey the terrain.

After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of falling into the water. Field turned around and didn't see the girl. He sighed and continued to move forward.

Such tragic scenes are everywhere, and he can't take care of them at all. It's better to help those who want to live first.

At the same time, Field's hatred for the Corruption Empire became even deeper.

Back to the temporary camp, everyone began to rest.

Field rubbed his hands and awakened the black crow of the Night Leader through his mental power: "I'm in a bad mood, play Happy Farm for a while."