Stannis was carefully carried out by Korodov and Robert, and the road was lined with soldiers all silently saluting him, and although they didn't know what was happening, everyone knew that the lord had saved them alone.

Stannis had never been treated like this before, and he only felt a pimple in the face of these affirming and admiring glances.

"I didn't die in battle, as for so many people to line up to pay respects?" he wanted to try to ease his embarrassment, and it was the first time he felt a little uncomfortable to be treated as a hero by so many people.

"Don't say that, boss, I expect a snowflake of courtship letters from all over the country tomorrow, remember to give me a split when the time comes!" said Robert, who was driving him on the right.

Suddenly, a man strode up to Stannis and drew his sword to block his path.

I wouldn't be assassinated at such a glorious time!

But when he saw who was coming, he saw that it was Barrow.

The knight's armor was in tatters, and his body was covered with countless wounds, and he raised his sword and shouted.

"Long live Count Stennis Justin! Long live the Son of the Dragon!"

His shouts instantly detonated everyone's emotions, except for the mercenary group's soldiers and the Froud family, who were still watching coldly, everyone shouted to Stannis, and they began to believe that this man would lead them to victory over all enemies and achieve countless victories.

After being watched by the fanatical knights and soldiers for a whole hour, the painful and almost falling apart was finally carried by two henchmen to the camp tent, where Robert's blood had been wiped off the sheets, and Stannis lay on it.

Romney, who had been waiting here for a long time, pounced on him and examined him upside down, but apart from a few wounds, there were no major wounds on Stannis's body.

"It turns out that you don't even have to take the flesh and bones to save the world!" Robert said sourly, in stark contrast to his body, his body was wrapped in bandages.

Stannis thought about it but didn't speak, he didn't bother to explain to his little brother how much his brain was suffering.

"Your Excellency, you are fine, you can recover as long as you sleep for a day. Brother Roma finally came to a conclusion.

The lord felt that this was the best ending, but as soon as the monk withdrew, the leader of the Black Dog Regiment, Tem, immediately stepped forward, he rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly, "Lord Lord, you see that the battle is over, shouldn't you settle the rest of the commission for us?"

Stannis had previously paid them half of it, which was 1,000 gold coins, and the rest was left unpaid to prevent the gang from running out halfway through the fight.

"Of course, of course. ”

The lord agreed, and with a snap of his fingers, two soldiers came up with a chest, and then opened it to reveal the golden gold from within.

"Oh~~" The sound of Tem swallowing saliva could be heard by the whole people in the big tent, and he immediately commanded his hands to go up and get their gold coins, and he himself came up to Stannis and said in an extremely flattering tone.

"Lord Lord, you see that you didn't say who we were going to fight this time, resulting in such a huge loss to us, one-third of our brothers were killed or wounded in battle, I'm afraid that if I don't give them a little more bonus this time, I'm afraid it will cause some morale problems in the future......"

Of course Stannis knew what this meant, this guy wanted to add money in disguise, but Stannis, who had several boxes of treasures, decided to be wealthy, he nodded at Master Romon, and then said: "Captain Tem, this time your people are really hardworking, I will give you fifty percent more money than the original, and there will be a chance to cooperate in the future!"

Tem never dreamed that this guy would add so much extra money in one go, and immediately said with joy, "Of course, of course, Lord Stennis, in the future, as long as you need my people, as long as you write a letter, no matter how far away, I will take someone to drive them out." ”

After the endless thank-you like a merchant, the head of the Black Dog Regiment walked out with a large bag of gold with a satisfied heart, and outside the tent, it was already crowded with mercenaries waiting for a salary.

Cloby took a bag of gold from the captain, and he roughly counted at least ten of them, which was much better than he had promised before he came. Then he began to pay one by one, and his squad had half as many people as before, so it was quickly finished.

Rocha bit the gold coin contentedly, this time he made a windfall, at least he would not be kicked out of taverns and brothels again for half a year.

"Hey, Captain, did you see the lord who was carried in just now?, he saved us, and according to those who saw it, he is the Son of God!" Rocha asked the captain, carefully hiding the gold in his crotch.

Kloby shook his head, it was too crowded just now, even he had only seen a few glances outside, but he could clearly see that the savior had two swords pinned to his waist, just like the rookie knight they had first seen outside the castle.

After sending the mercenaries away, the others began to take their leave.

"Your Excellency Stennis, now that the matter here is over, I will also go back and report to the Marquis of Frode what has happened here. Javier bowed solemnly to him.

The guy my father-in-law had sent to support him was a non-existent fellow, and he had neither asked for credit nor reward, and Stannis thought that this guy was really more boring than Korodov.

"Then I've worked hard for you this time. When I return, please say a few kind words for me before the Marquis de Flode, and express to Miss Anister what I miss most fervently about her. ”

With that, he sent the knight out.

And then the rest of the people in the tent are all Stennis cronies, in order to congratulate himself on his nine deaths and also to win people's hearts, Stannis loudly announced that as long as everyone who participates in the battle can enjoy free fun in his Chen Entertainment Club for a week, effective immediately!

The shouts of joy spread like a plague through his camp, in stark contrast to the knight Javiye, whose face was as stiff as a dead man.

He tore off his mask in a place where no one was looking, revealing the gloomy face of Damilian, the Flod's loyal dog.

He was on Anne's orders to disguise his fiancé who had come to spy on him, while the real Javier was lying in a ravine being eaten by wild dogs.

The plan went smoothly.