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As if anticipating such a request, Davidson said, "Actually, this kind of battle is not a difficult task for your Night Race, and it can even be said to be a win-win situation, because all the enemy troops captured or killed can become your sustenance. Of course, if this operation is successful, we can credit the military exploits to your old friends Bols and Sam. My father will personally bestow the medal on them. ”

Anne did not seem satisfied with such an answer. She had no idea about the so-called feats, and felt that the thing was neither edible nor usable, and it seemed unrealistic.

However, Davidson's first half of the sentence still touched Xiao Nizi's heart, and being able to kill so many people for food or soul sucking in the light was indeed something that made the Night Race feel excited. Moreover, these Night Legions are stuck in the abyss of hell all day, and it's time to pull them out and exercise well.

So Xiao Nizi pretended to be very reluctant and agreed to Davidson's conditions.

As the sole heir to the new Grand Duke, Davidson's status rose to several heights in a short period of time, and he became the object of everyone's friendship within the principality. However, this aristocratic young master, who is now in full swing, thinks of this room from time to time in addition to socializing, and of course includes the people in it.

When he really stood here today, he didn't know what he should say, so he could only mechanically convey the task and leave. The nobles of the neutral race, the leader of the night race, this is destined to be an insurmountable identity gap.

The vicious dog watched Davidson's every move coldly in the corner, and exhaled a trace of cold air from his nose: the toad wants to eat swan meat.

The Duchy and the Night Race have signed a third secret treaty. The treaty stipulates that the principality side and the night race side will each send a part of their men to lead the reinforced Night Legion to counterattack the Thirteenth Legion of the Alpha Kingdom.

In fact, whether it is a treaty or a person sent by the Bright Race to oversee it, there is no real binding force. What about unilaterally tearing up the treaty? Go to the Half-Moon Alliance Archon to complain? Sending troops to strike? It's all a joke.

Probably aware of this, the people sent by the Duchy to go with the Night Leader are only symbolic, and a viscount is already the largest noble. Among those who accompanied him were Bols and Sem. After this period of training, these two guys can barely condense a trace of fighting energy, but it is difficult to form strength, and being able to be added by blue eyes is completely for the sake of Anne's face.

In the Night Race, there are only two people, Kyle, the Night Mage, and Piger, the evil dog. In fact, in the eyes of many of the neutral races who came with them, it was just a person and a pet.

It wasn't until these guys saw the vicious dog pass by that the Night Mage always lowered his head that he finally realized that the huge guy was not just a monster, but a real controller.

In fact, with the means of the Night Race, you only need to summon a thunder god bird or other flying beast from the underground abyss at night, and you can fly the two of them directly to the front line. However, the viscount was afraid of heights, so he had to advance by land. Even if I rushed forward as fast as I could, it took three days.

In three days, any favorable fighter plane would be considered extremely stupid in Pidger's opinion. Fortunately, however, during this time, the Thirteenth Army spent most of its time waiting for the rear reinforcements to arrive, and then only slowly advanced forward because it was afraid of an ambush. By the time Pyrrh and his party arrived, the Thirteenth Legion had not yet reached the location of the city.

"Reinforcements are finally fucking here!"

Seeing the squad advancing from outside the city, General Walter's originally tightly knit brows finally relaxed, and he immediately ordered the city gates to be opened. The general walked briskly down from the castle to the crowd, his face full of eagerness.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the commander of the reinforcements."

The general, who had a unique style of acting, knew that the reason why this group of people arrived so late was because of the long delay on the road. There is only one reason for the long delay, and that is that his mother's aristocracy is too grinding.

So in front of everyone, instead of greeting the viscount first, he walked directly to Kyle, who was dressed in black robes, and bowed. This act of self-depreciation is an honor for Kyle, but it is a merciless slap in the face for the Viscount.

So when General Walter turned his head to greet the viscount, the latter's face turned pale, and he only answered mechanically.

No one greeted Pije the dog, but he didn't care, and used the "mind-reading spell" to signal Kyle not to introduce him. In his opinion, this vicious dog skin is actually an excellent cover tool.

Without saying a word to the viscount, General Walter turned his head again: "Where is your legion?" Being able to annihilate the ranks of the War Bear Cavalry Regiment in one fell swoop in Ontariel, I really want to see it. ”

Very subtly, General Walter didn't utter the words "Legion of the Night". Although he knew that it had become an open secret among the secular institutions of the Duchy of Finere, he used the wording very conservatively.

Kyle said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you this time, General." Our corps was not in the rear, but in the rear of the enemy. As soon as the Alpha Kingdom legions come to this area, our legions can fight your team back and forth and wipe out the enemy's 13th legion. ”

General Walter laughed twice: "Okay, then we'll wait for work now." There was no sign of the enemy's legions, and it was estimated that they were waiting for the middle of the night to strike. At this time, we set up the cauldron and waited for the two to be slaughtered and eaten in the evening! ”

At first, the Viscount and his party thought it was just a bad analogy, but soon they saw that with the order of General Walter, there were many soldiers who were cheering and bringing many cauldrons, under which they were filled with dry wood and filled with water, ready to cook.

"I don't think you nobles will have a chance to taste human flesh. Tsk, the enemy's meat tastes the most delicious, and they're like prey you've caught with your own hands, each with its own characteristics. Tonight we had the opportunity to taste this delicacy with the soldiers of the whole regiment. What a chance! ”

The vicious dog lay on the ground silent, and a dark smile flashed across Kyle's face, while the nobles were all pale.

"Hahaha!"

When General Walter saw the appearance of these nobles, he laughed uncontrollably. To be continued.