The far-reaching archer who was hiding on the slope heard the wailing of the mercenary who was an inch short, and he was already frightened, and he did not dare to move from the time Charles started to collect his arms and sit on his horse.

"Haven't you come down yet?" Seeing that the far archers hiding on the slope had not moved for a long time, Charles gradually lost his patience, and he raised his voice and asked again impatiently.

Max also grabbed the collar of the long-haired mercenary at this time, put him on horseback, he looked back into the depths of the forest, he really couldn't see any movement on the slope, and couldn't help but ask with some worry:

"Did you run away?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a movement on the slope.

But it was the far-archer who finally accepted his fate, and tremblingly crawled out of the cover of the boulder, and slowly stood up.

I saw that his headscarf, clothes and pants were all a mixed white very similar to the color of the snow, and even the few buttons were close to the color of the soil that was occasionally not covered in the snow.

Max squinted his eyes for a while, and couldn't help but sigh, this disguise was too realistic, and Charles, a kid, could find it.

The Far Archer, whose face was pale but drenched with sweat, gasped for breath and walked down the slope with one foot deep and one foot shallow, as if he had just done something with Charles.

Since then, all three arsonists have been arrested, one is swollen with half of his face, unconscious, and his calf is pierced by Charles with a pointed hook, and one obediently surrenders.

Led the three of them to the main road, took a detour, and returned to the camp, only to see a little black smoke from the back camp from a distance, and it seemed that the fire had been extinguished.

Max casually stopped a soldier with a black and gray face in the camp, and after asking, he learned that the losses were already being counted at this time, and there were no casualties for the time being.

Charles and Max were relieved when they heard this.

Even the far-reaching archers and inch-headed mercenaries listened to the soldier's answer on the side, and they were slightly relieved: Fortunately, no one was killed, otherwise I am afraid that I would have to fight with my life.

Along the way, Max summoned a few members of the archers who could be called, and escorted the three of them to the back camp.

The long-haired mercenary had already woken up at this time, and two soldiers each took over behind him and the inch-headed mercenary, one on the left and one on the right, while the far-haired mercenary had his hands tied behind his back, honestly walking in front under the supervision of a soldier.

When the three of them arrived in the rear barracks, they saw dozens of soldiers of the logistics brigade shuttling back and forth in a barracks that had been burned beyond recognition, busy counting the losses and rescuing the objects that had not been burned.

The snow in the courtyard was swept away, revealing a stone pavement made of granite, and Pelina stood in the courtyard with a gloomy face, a tall thin man in a flannel military uniform standing beside her, bowing slightly, talking about something.

Seeing Max and Charles coming back, Pelina first looked at the two of them to confirm that they were not injured, then nodded, and then looked at the three mercenaries they brought.

At this time, Freya, Dries, Cecilia and others also rushed over.

Cecilia's cute apple face still had a few shades of black, and she looked like a flower-faced kitten from a distance, while Ezek and Hawke behind her were simply covered in ash.

Dries had just inspected the scene, and his cousin Freya's room was among the barracks that had burned down this time, and he couldn't imagine how he would explain to Her Majesty if his cousin was in flames.

With a full of anger, he pointed at the three mercenaries, suppressed his anger and asked Max, "Old Mai, they set the fire?"

"Well, it's the three of them, it's mercenaries from the west. ”

"How many times have we defended the Western Front, and we fought to the death in front, while you set fire to the camp in the back?" Dries became more and more angry, raising the ink-colored spear in his hand and stabbing it out towards the face of the archer.

"Wait. ”

Seeing that the inky spear was coming very quickly, the far archer could only close his eyes and wait for death, but he heard a warm and cold voice suddenly sound, and a black shadow came first, firmly wrapped the spear head, and rescued him dangerously.

I saw that Pelina was holding a long whip in her hand, and with a slight force, she pulled Dries out of a dozen steps away, and she didn't want to cut these mercenaries in two, and cut them in half, but before she could ask clearly, these people couldn't die.

Little Flying Fish stood still with his spear in his hand, and was about to say something, but when he saw Pelina's cold eyes, he had to pout and return to Freya's side, sulking.

Forcing the little flying fish back with her eyes, Perina turned her head lightly and asked the tall and thin man beside her, "Val, have you finished counting, tell me about the loss." ”

The tall and thin man's name is Val, and he is the logistics captain of the alien battalion and the battalion deputy of Pelina.

Val was dressed rigorously, even the discipline buttons on his military uniform were tightly buttoned, his cheekbones were slightly convex, his eye sockets were sunken, and his two dark circles made people worry very much about the quality of his sleep.

I only heard him pick up a thick notepad in his hand and speak slowly, in a gentle voice: "Forty-eight barracks, a total of one hundred and fifty-three rooms, at least half of the house structure has been burned down, and the rest are temporarily uninhabitable. In addition, if the supporting equipment needs to be repurchased, it will cost about five gold coins, and it will take sixty gold coins to rebuild the barracks, and the battalion does not have this budget this year. If you report it now, wait for the approval of the Armaments Division......"

"Okay, that's it. ”

Perina frowned slightly, raised her hand lightly to stop Val's report, turned her face, and said coldly to the three mercenaries, "Did you hear that?"

The inch-headed mercenary has studied the different military camps the most, looking at the lilac hair in front of him, who would not know that this is the battalion commander of Pelina, who is known as the "purple carrot whip", and nodded hurriedly: "I heard, I heard." ”

"How are you going to pay for the loss of seventy gold coins?" Val was also covered with frost, he closed the ledger in his hand, and his two thin long eyebrows rose upside down, like two thin swords raised high, and he had to find someone to split to relieve his anger.

Eh, isn't it sixty-five gold coins? How did it become seventy in the blink of an eye?

The inch-headed mercenary summed up in his heart and found that it was wrong, but after thinking about it, his piece of meat was still on the chopping board, not to mention seventy, it was eighty gold coins, so he had to give it.

"I've got money, we've got money! We have a deposit in the bank in Castile City, and we can compensate you!"

"There are seventy gold coins, so what are you still doing? Who are you fooling?" Charles was the first to disbelieve it, the purchasing power of seventy gold coins in the three counties is almost worth nearly one million yuan, with this money, where is it not good to enjoy it, and you have to risk burning the foreign barracks?

Faced with Charles's suspicions, the inch-headed mercenary hurriedly explained: "It's true, it's true, we originally took the task to go to Antlers Town to do business, but ......"

Seeing that he hesitated, the far-archer continued for him:

"But the employer doesn't know why he suddenly canceled the mission at the expense of liquidated damages, this trip is too far, if we just go back..."