readx;? Everyone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info We must go back to the main camp and report to the Earl." In Meng Han's place, there were almost fifty scouts in the army, and they were also the scouts who the Earl had been waiting in the barracks for a long time and was puzzled.

In fact, all the scouts sent by Lord Earl in this direction were all invited by Meng Han's people one by one and sent them in front of Meng Han's eyes. The work has been going on since the beginning of last night's raid. The scouts, who were now empty in the forward barracks, were all struck by an inexplicable lightning bolt without exception, and when they woke up, they were standing in front of the Viscount Antonio, with a group of ill-intentioned fellows in front of them and behind them.

The battlefield has not yet been cleaned. Meng Han didn't want the army behind to come up and easily pick the fruits of their victory. Even if you let those people come, you have to wait until everyone has finished sharing the spoils. When the time comes. I believe that even if someone can understand the righteous act of their original master, they killed their relatives. But when the loot they get is about to be recorded, I believe that there will be unwillingness in their minds. I can use a small amount of money. can make a large group of experienced combat troops lean towards their side. It's worth it, can that pitiful property worth tens of thousands of dollars still be placed in Meng Han's eyes?

The scouts weren't nervous, and the people in front of them weren't enemies. It's just a striker. These experienced spies can even guess why they are being held even from the fact that the team here is beginning to divide up the spoils of the battlefield. This kind of psychology can even be understood by the scouts, but being able to understand it does not mean that they have forgotten their duties, so someone once again made a request to Meng Han.

Meng Han looked at the scene, roughly looked at the distance between the main camp and himself from his cloud pet vision, silently calculated the time in his heart, and finally nodded noncommittally: "Very good, all dutiful warriors, you can go back now With a big wave of his hand, signaling that these people can leave, however, at the moment when the scouts were about to take a step, Meng Han's words suddenly sounded again: "After running all night, everyone has worked hard." One gold coin per person, this is the hard work of everyone last night, and a jingling bag was thrown directly from Meng Han's side to the feet of the talking scout just now.

After a little grievance in one night, there was a gold coin in the account, which was more than the salary they had paid for a month's stay in the barracks, and the scouts immediately focused their eyes on the bag. As for the grievances suffered at night, they have long been forgotten, and last night seemed to be a coma all night, and when I woke up, I rested and watched others busy, have you been wronged?

From the mouths of the scouts who hurried back, they learned that the forward battalion had actually settled the battle and was dividing the spoils, and the enraged Earl immediately ordered an expedited march, and there was no longer the smug and stable appearance before.

This was originally the credit of the hand in his pocket, how could it be cheap, those damn striker battalions should already be dead, and that damn Viscount Antonio!

It's just that no matter how fast the march is, it is impossible to teleport to the battlefield, and it is even more impossible to fly over with wings. Meng Han had already calculated the time, so when the army arrived. The entire battlefield had been almost cleaned, all the spoils went into the pockets of the warriors, and the captives were gathered in one place, according to the laws of the principality. Whoever captures a captive is considered a slave. And now, all the captives are already slaves of the same person. All the things that could be used were collected into trophies, and even the strong crossbows shot by Meng Han's own soldiers were recovered.

The only thing left for the army was the corpses of men and horses. Meng Han and those people did a great job, even if they were alive horses that could still go to war. They were also led behind them, and all the wounded horses that could not be cured were executed, and those who could be cured were also kept in captivity in a certain circle. If there was anything left for the army, except for the bloody corpses of the cavalry. If the carcasses of those war horses are cleaned up in time, they can also be used as military rations.

Looking at this addiction, the eyes of the Earl who led the army almost burst into flames. The trophies behind those private soldiers, as well as the military exploits of annihilating 6,000 elite cavalry, should have all been in his pocket, but now they have directly become the credit and harvest of the forward battalion, how can he not make him angry? Especially since his scouts were detained until they finished cleaning the battlefield and were not released back, these lawless guys, do they still have him as a leading general in their eyes?

"It seems that the Earl is very unhappy, doesn't the Earl want to see this victory?". Thinking about the damned Viscount Antonio. Viscount Antonio's voice came to his ears. The first problem is the one that makes him even angrier.

It's just that anger is anger, but at this moment, he can't do it at all, he doesn't want to win, this big hat is buttoned down, even if he is the main general of this trip, he can't bear it. As a general in the lead. But he doesn't want to win, if he really makes such a gesture. Then the Marquis will never miss such a good opportunity to strike at His Highness and the forces around him.

The news of victory is always delivered very quickly, and before it is night, even His Royal Highness and the Marquis, who are the commanders, know what happened. The performance of the two people intercepted "His Royal Highness's next step is an abnormal anger, and after scolding, it seems that he knows something." Instead, he showed a happy look. And the Marquis, after the initial ecstasy, couldn't help frowning.

The key is still the promise made by His Highness when Meng Han and the others came out. If His Highness's mistake is proved this time, His Highness will take the blame and resign and give up the position of commander-in-chief. But the problem is that the motley private army sent out not only did not become cannon fodder to the death, but also won a huge victory. For His Royal Highness, his own people did not get great credit, but he made himself a good and handsome seat for a longer time. Also for the Marquis, Meng Han won the victory, and slapped the people who picked the fruits of victory in the face of the people sent by His Royal Highness, but the commander-in-chief position that he had been looking forward to did not come to his turn. Both sides can be said to have both gains and losses.

Relatively speaking, though. It seems that the loss of Lord Marquis is a little greater.

After all, compared with the position of commander-in-chief, the total annihilation of 6,000 enemy cavalry is really nothing. It's just that to his surprise, Meng Han, who insisted on taking his own soldiers to fight before the war, didn't lose anyone, and those private soldiers who should have died seemed to have achieved such a victory under the leadership of Meng Han. And the same stained, there are more than a dozen lords who have contributed their own soldiers.

Of course, the Marquis would not be like the stupid earl, showing his anger at not taking credit to his face, and the veteran Marquis looked unusually happy, between words. The praise for Meng Han is overflowing, and people can know it at a glance. He was very happy about Meng Han's victory in putting gold on his face this time, and he didn't have any dissatisfaction at all. This was true even after the army had been drawn and they had joined Meng Han.

"Good job, Tony. The Marquis patted Meng Han on the shoulder, not using the rigidity of superiors and subordinates, but expressing his happiness with the expectation and caring expressions of the elders for the juniors.

"Of course, sir. Meng Han didn't seem to know modesty at all, and calmly admitted that he had done a good job: "It's a pity, those people's personal soldiers are really good, after this night, they will never go back." "He spoke very directly, and he asked the Marquis for someone so nakedly.

Of course, Lord Marquis knew what Meng Han had done, and he also knew that in this case, it seemed impossible to want those private soldiers to return to their original adults, in this matter. There wasn't much entanglement at all. Very happy: "They have already been abandoned. Since you're still alive, go with whomever you want!"

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"Well, I don't think I'm going to be in good shape. After Meng Han made another request. Without waiting for the Marquis's answer, he directly changed the topic: "My lord, do you want to know why our people have suffered little damage, but the enemy has all failed?"

"What other secrets are there?" Lord Marquis's eyes lit up, of course he knew that Meng Han's information was detailed, and he had always thought that it was the credit of the intelligence, but now Meng Han's meaning, it seems that there is another reason?

"Look at this,!" Meng Han waved behind him. Someone behind him immediately handed over the weapon in his hand, and Meng Han casually handed it to the attendant officer beside the Marquis, and signaled, "Try it with your weapons!"

The attendant officer did not dare to slack off, and directly drew his sword. Of course he knew what Meng Han meant, and he didn't even think about it, the two swords intersected violently and slashed together. Click, the squire's sword. Cleanly broken in two. The one in front of it fell to the ground quickly.

Lord Marquis took the long sword handed over by Meng Han in the hand of the attendant officer in surprise and looked at it, but Meng Han also looked at this carefully. A man who can cut a sword so easily. Presumably, it's not that simple.

"This sword?" the Marquis admired for a long time, and then hesitantly took the sword and asked, "Where did you get it?"

"Are you interested in this kind of weapons business?" Meng Han said his thoughts bluntly without concealing it.

The Marquis was in the midst of surprise, when suddenly His Highness's voice sounded on the side: "Since it's business." I want to buy this weapon, can you sell it?"

"Sell!" Meng Han didn't raise his eyes: "If you have money to make, why don't you sell it?" He simply took advantage of the fact that the two of them were not far away to talk to Lord Marquis. It is not surprising at all that His Highness saw it and was interested.

"I heard that your business is very strange, and you don't make a bid, but you want a buyer to bid, isn't that so?" His Highness couldn't believe his ears when he heard this unexpected answer, and confirmed it again.

"You're right. Meng Han turned around. There was already a professional smile on his face: "Since His Highness knows the rules, then, let's make a price!"

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