“…… The lords gathered in the Greenfields are now beginning to regret it, and while Ilea still insists that Saturday will be punished, more and more people are beginning to realize that she is only pretending to be calm, and that we are doomed to lose this battle.

"Oh yes, Merlin hasn't been seen for many days, and some even suspect that he's escaped...... The morale of the rebels is now very low, and people are secretly leaving every day.

“…… As soon as the army arrives, there will be more people who surrender. ”

Now he was speaking to a minor nobleman nicknamed "The Wise Man", who had also joined the rebels led by Ilea, but ran away ahead of time when he saw that the situation was not good.

I heard that Solomon's army was in Rock Snow City, and they rushed over to surrender non-stop.

Clovis brought him to Tristan and Balin, who told him about what was going on in Greenfield.

And after he finished speaking, Clovis added, "What he said should be true, he is not the first person to sneak away, and many nobles from Ilea's side have come to me before, begging me to help them intercede with Lord Solomon."

Tristan and Bahrain looked at each other, their eyes beaming with joy.

"The time is ripe for a decisive battle," said the head of House Ponloth, "and the army has rested for two days, and it is time to set out on the march to level the green fields and end this war." ”

Bahrain also grinned, "I heard that the woman named Ilea has made a lot of money over the years, and Her Majesty extorted a full 70,000 golden lions from her in order to redeem Prince Ollie.

"I'm here to take care of the money that belongs to the dwarves back this time.

"In addition, I have heard that the Shuangxiu Church makes a lot of money selling cheap fabrics, a special kind of white paper, and some kind of miracle medicine that can rejuvenate men.

"Before the expedition, Lord Solomon promised us that we would take half of the booty, and in that case, we will divide the spoils equally."

Hearing this, Tristan couldn't help but curse the dwarves' greed in his heart, and as soon as Bahrain came up, he insisted that the 70,000 golden lions paid to Ilea by the dwarf king Here were blackmail.

Therefore, when the spoils are distributed in the future, the 70,000 yuan will not be among them, and will be enjoyed exclusively by those dwarves.

And that's not all, it seems fair to divide it equally, but you must know that those dwarves have less than 20,000 people this time, and the rest are noble lords and their warriors who were recruited by Solomon from all over the country.

How is it possible for so many people to take only half.

Therefore, Tristan did not hesitate to reject the dwarven general's proposal, "Let's divide it according to the head, or military merit, whoever contributes more will take more." ”

Balin frowned, although the dwarves were well-armed, they were indeed not many in number, so they would not be advantageous in terms of head or military merit.

However, he couldn't find any good reason to refute Tristan, especially according to the method of distribution of military merit, and if Solomon was here, he would definitely agree.

So Balin rolled his little eyeball, and with an idea, he thought of a new idea.

"Then divide it according to military merits, our main goal this time is to kill the female lord named Ilea and the prophet Merlin of the Shuangxiu Sect.

"If someone can bring back the head of one of them, they will get one percent more loot, and the rest will get the rest of the thirty percent."

Tristan sneered in his heart, the dwarven generals had almost written their calculations on their faces, and when the battle began, they would definitely put all their strength on killing Ilea and Merlin.

But this time Tristan didn't refuse, he didn't want to continue to fight with this insatiable dwarf.

The Ponlos family is not short of money, and he doesn't care much about the wealth of the Shuangxiu Sect, but he just needs to give an explanation to the other noble lords.

The distribution was much more plausible than the one before it, at least on the surface, and Bahrain was so confident that he would get the extra loot, but the end result might not be as he hoped.

Maybe you haven't taken as much as you have per capita.

"Then let's do it." Tristan said lightly, and ordered the attendants to go and tell the other lords, and after lunch, the army would set off.

And the soldiers of the coalition army were also quite excited after hearing that they were going to besiege Green Field.

Many of them, like the dwarves, coveted the wealth of the Shuangxiu Cult and the Arias family, and wanted to make a fortune there.

And along the way, they have hardly encountered any decent resistance, and there are rumors that the rebel side is on the verge of collapse, and the final decisive battle should be easy.

And some people are proud, and naturally some people are disappointed.

While Solomon was attacking the West, Clovis also cooperated with the arrest of the Hughes of the Church of the Church of Halmer and the followers of Saturday in the city.

Many people, including Ilea's great-grandmother Ona, were captured and thrown into dungeons, where the female lord once wrote to ask Ona to leave, but the latter refused.

The old man was very calm, saying that she was also about to reach the end of the day, and she had a few years to live, and if Clovis and the Wing Clan wanted to kill her, then it would be better to kill her.

Just to let the other nobles of the West see how the Figuerola family treats their vassals.

And in addition to Ona and other believers of the Double Rest Sect, there is also a very special prisoner in the dungeon.

Iwan, the Empire's former chief of intelligence, was recently sent to the West by Solomon as an envoy, but with Lanita's capture and the loss of a dragon, there must be an unlucky ghost to carry this black cauldron.

So Iwan was inexplicably also arrested and locked up in Rock Snow City, waiting for Solomon to decide his fate.

Although for the sake of past friendships, Clovis did not embarrass Iwan, arranging for him to be in the cleanest cell, and the daily meals were also served separately, as well as wine and meat.

But the feeling of waiting for trial is not pleasant, and with the political wisdom of the former intelligence director, he can guess that he is more than lucky this time.

Solomon was a wise man and should have seen at a glance that he had been wronged, but Solomon also needed to give an account to Zebulun.

If killing him would make Zebulun a little happier, Solomon would not hesitate, and Iwan couldn't help but sigh again when he thought of this.

Just then, he saw two WingClan men walk in from outside the dungeon.

The former intelligence director thought that Solomon had arrived, and subconsciously shrunk his neck, and the two winged people led the jailer to him.

One of them said, "Follow me." ”

"Where to go?" Iwan said vigilantly.

"Greenfield." The Wing Clan waved his hand impatiently, "You don't know our language, come out and act as an interpreter for us." ”