The mayor of the town once again shirked it, saying that "the support of the army cannot be returned" and "I hope to drive the invaders out of the country as soon as possible", but Valen insisted that if the mayor refused to accept it, he would lead the army away, and in desperation, the mayor took the pocket watch into his arms, and promised to keep it for Valen and return it to Valen in its entirety in the future.

The end result was that Valen's gold pocket watch was exchanged for 1,000 catties of soybeans and 800 catties of millet, plus 50 catties of dried fish and jerky.

Refusing the mayor's strong request to stay overnight in their village, the mayor's enthusiasm was so unbearable that he even said that the soldiers could be dispersed into various residents' homes, to which the residents did not object.

However, Valen still led the soldiers back to the original camping point, not for anything else, once the team is dispersed, if there is an emergency, it will be difficult to assemble in a short time.

The soldiers immediately set up a pot stove, boiled the jerky and millet together, boiled a pot full of thick porridge, and it was not too hot, and poured it into their stomachs.

When all the soldiers were fed, a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe pervaded everyone's mind, at least for a short time, without fear of losing their lives due to starvation.

"My lord, this grain can be distributed to every soldier, and it can be divided into about eight catties," the adjutant said excitedly, "enough to support about ten days." ”

"And what about ten days from now?" asked Valen suddenly, "what are we going to do in ten days?" will we continue to gnaw on the grass roots, or will we wander around and try our luck and pray for another hospitable village?"

The adjutant was stunned, he didn't know how to answer Valen's question, no goal was the team's biggest problem at the moment, where should they go.

Should he continue to wander like a ghost in the city of the Void Ancestor, looking for the princess who might have lost her life long ago, or should he take off his uniform, forget his identity as a soldier, and bow down like a farmer to worship the new master of the Void Ancestor?

He glanced back at the soldiers who were gathered around the stove, hungry, exhausted, and scrawny, their neat uniforms torn into rags by mud and thorns, their hands struggling to hold their weapons, but at the slightest command they would follow him and rush towards the enemy.

My army deserves to be defeated so miserably!

Valen clenched his fists, and even when his nails were in the flesh, he didn't feel the pain.

He still remembered that battle, he had obviously led the cavalry to intercept the Crusaders outside the blue water beach, but why did a strong enemy army appear from the rear of his own team?

Valen remembered that the enemy forces behind him were coming from the direction of Fort Eagle's Nest, the domain of the Duke of Brinton.

"Damn traitor, if I can go back to the Void Ancestor again, I must cut off his despicable head with my own hands!"

Valen gritted his teeth and said that his powerful team was not defeated by the enemy on the battlefield, but defeated with a shameful conspiracy, a dirty betrayal!

Less than a thousand soldiers of an entire brigade can be withdrawn from the battlefield.

"Let's leave. "It was as if he had made a big decision, from the capital to the border, in the process of fleeing, hundreds of soldiers had been laid to rest forever on the river beach and meadow, and he never wanted to see any soldiers die again.

"Leave?"

"Yes, leave the Void Ancestor. Valen nodded, "Go to Dawn, or Tieliu, or Delos, in short, as long as you can avoid the eyes and ears of the Holy See, so that the soldiers can live." ”

He looked at the haggard faces of the soldiers, starting from the blue water beach, they had done enough for the Void Ancestor, he was not qualified to ask the soldiers to pay more, and finally put their lives on the line.

How many lives did they have to pay to find the missing princess?

"What about the princess?"

"I will not forget my promise to the king, and after sending the soldiers to safety, I will return to the Void Ancestor once again, and spend my life searching for the heir to the royal family. Valen said categorically: "And the traitor is not dead, I will hang his head on the city wall with my own hands to comfort the heroic souls of the dead soldiers." ”

......

"Go and report to the priest at the church in Lindo, we have found a rebel troop. The mayor of the town looked solemn, and sat in the simple conference hall with a few old men, the village was very poor, and the meeting hall was nothing more than a long table, with a few wooden piers next to it, "The number is about two hundred." ”

A sturdy fisherman sat at the back of the table and nodded at the mayor's order.

"I held them steady for the time being, and they would not march at night, and I had them follow them, and I made sure that the camping point was on the back of the hill. The mayor took out Valen's gold pocket watch and spat in disgust: "The despicable judge of the gods is actually trying to buy me with money!"

"The Holy Inquisition Army stationed in the Void Ancestor proves the incompetence of the royal family, and being replaced by the gods is the inevitable result, and these remnants of the soldiers, who still want to survive and unite against the Divine Army, are all a group of guys who are going to hell!" said an old man angrily.

"The church in Lindu is garrisoned by the Inquisition, and if you go a little faster, you can get there in two hours. The mayor of the town had a fanatical expression on his face: "Make the betrayal of the gods pay!"

"He who sings praises to the gods will not fall into hell!"

A middle-aged man in a white robe stepped out from behind.

Starlight Divine Robe, he is actually a white-robed divine officer!

The mayor and several other participants immediately showed pious expressions and fell to their knees: "Those who sing the praises of the gods will not fall into hell!"

"He who sings praises to the gods will not fall into hell!"

......

"Do you think something is wrong?" asked Valen, lying on the haystack, at the adjutant next to him, "that village just now always gave me a strange feeling. ”

Just now, due to hunger, Valen didn't think much about it, but after eating and drinking, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, if it was just a villager who was grateful to the kingdom, the mayor's performance was too enthusiastic.

The strong expression of wanting Valen to stay in their town with his soldiers always made Valen feel that the other party was not just hospitable, but that he didn't want them to leave.

If you're a mayor and you're faced with a group of unknown people in the middle of the night, would you want them to stay in your village?

Even if the other party is a soldier of the kingdom, who can guarantee that among these people, there are no bad quality guys who will take advantage of the darkness to cause some losses to the village?

If it is replaced by yourself, then I wish the other party left early!

So what is the purpose of the other party?

Valen thought of a possibility, and sat up straight, a layer of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"All assembled!"