ps:This book won't be a eunuch.,Please rest assured.,I said something like that two days ago because the dialogue between those two chapters and the emperor was indeed a little long.,Someone in the background interacted with me cordially because of this.,Although I deleted the comment, I also think the plot is indeed a little dragged.,The pace will be accelerated recently.,The moment when the protagonist has a territory is coming soon.。

Aaron eventually succeeded in convincing Renard to give up that unrealistic illusion.

If the eighty paladins and priests are unable to successfully complete the mission, then Renard will take four men and go with them while the orcs are already on guard, which is a proper return to the rhythm of the old ways.

The old road – refers to the road to heaven.

Renard reluctantly accepted Aaron's suggestion, but judging from Aaron's thoughts, the main reason why the university dean would accept this suggestion was that they had encountered an enemy, and the four paladins were killed, mutilated and slightly wounded, and there was no possibility of continuing the plan.

In the chill of the night, several people gathered to discuss the next plan.

In any case, Aaron's team has successfully completed its mission, and the next question is, whether to continue to participate in the next big battle?

Renard naturally has nothing to say, Aaron will definitely participate in the big war, the power of fear and abuse is about to move, and he is just one point away from unlocking, and his fiefdom, he will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

"How could this be without me?" Disma's attitude is also very simple, and the second senior is happy when he hears the battle.

"I'm Aaron's watchman, and if there's him, I'm here!" Eleanor took Aaron's arm, Miss Priest was firm, Miss Half-Elf looked at her lover, and had already thought that if Aaron met with misfortune, she would never live alone.

Eleanor Dinemore is a vigorous woman who has identified Aaron in her life and will never regret it.

Damn, Disma saw Eleanor's expression, and involuntarily replaced this Pastor Suren with Miss Laisha, Aaron with himself, and replaced the scene in the afternoon in the courtyard of the nursing home.

The fist is hard again, hard bang!

Varro didn't push himself anymore, saying he had learned a lot from the trip.

As for Robert, his cousin was very free-spirited: "I've worked hard, I'm satisfied~ Aaron, I'm waiting for your good news in Susar." ”

"Thank you, brother, for how well you are." Aaron gave Robert a big hug.

None of these people's attitudes were beyond Aaron's, but when Maximian stepped out of the team and walked to Varro and Robert's side, Aaron's expression changed slightly: "Mark? You ......"

"Enough, Aaron, enough." Maximian smiled apologetically, and the Sword Saint Sect warrior monk folded his hands: "I've done enough, so let's stop here." ”

"Cousin, the big war is just around the corner, how can you retreat?" Aaron's brows tightened, he looked at Maximian, who suddenly chose to give up, and there was already a trace of displeasure in his tone: "You give up at this time, how can I give you meritorious service in the future?" ”

"Merit or something, I don't have any extravagance, Aaron, my cousin." With an apologetic expression, Maximian stretched out his hands, he pointed to the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and then showed the calluses on his hands, and shook his head with a wry smile: "From my appearance, can you tell that I am only twenty-three years old this year?" ”

"Because of the sins of my grandfather and father, I was exiled to Guangze for ten years, and in ten years, I have changed from a thirteen-year-old boy to a middle-aged person now, and all my clansmen have died except for Aaron and your cousin Anna."

"After paying such a huge price and escaping the chase, I got the kingdom's pardon, and I am grateful to you, Aaron, so I came, and I am willing to help you, no problem."

"But the next war is a war between the kingdom and the orcs, and I don't plan to participate in it, I've done enough for this country."

"So, that's the end of it."

Maximian stretched out his hand to stop Aaron's persuasion, he just shook his head: "Let me be willful for once, okay?" Aaron, please. ”

"Okay." Aaron was not reluctant in the end, and he watched Varro, Robert, Maximian and others leave.

"Hmph~ I didn't expect that your cousin is already a warrior monk, and he still has his own little abacus in his heart, seeing that the situation is so bad, he is afraid that he will be gone!" Disma looked disdainful, and the second senior clasped his hands on his chest, walked to Aaron's side and said.

"That's just part of the reason." Aaron let out a long sigh: "Strictly speaking, he is the last bloodline in the Salian lineage, so many years of aristocratic education, Mark's emphasis on inheritance naturally goes without saying, and he is also worried that if we all die, Anna has no one to take care of, I promised him in advance, it is not easy to regret it." ”

"What's there to worry about?" Renard said puzzledly: "Could it be that Aaron, you are a person who does not keep your word?" ”

Aaron didn't answer, he just made eye contact with Eleanor, and the two exchanged ideas and came to an agreement.

Sure enough, cousin Maximian's heart ...... after all There is still a grudge against Cormier.

Ten years of exile will change a person, and the wounds left by Guangze's snowstorms, swamps, beasts, and poisonous insects in Maximi's peace of mind can only be healed slowly by time.

…………

The camp of the Arabelli Liberation Army.

It was already night, torches lit up the camp outside the town, hundreds of tents were stacked on top of each other, and in just a few days, the camp was dilapidated at an astonishing rate, with lots of debris piled up on top of each other, garbage thrown everywhere, and carloads of people needed to be carried away, and there were not only drunks at the camp gates, but also warblers hooking their fingers at passers-by.

But these are all normal situations, Aaron didn't say much, he was about to go to Ms. Raul to report his results, a pink hair came out of nowhere!

"———— brother, brother!

！

”

Miss Warlock Charlotte rushed out directly, almost knocking Aaron to the ground, Charlotte excitedly hugged Aaron's waist tightly with both hands, and rubbed her face frantically against his neck.

"It's my sister!"

"It's my sister!

”

"Is it my sister!? It's my sister~~~~"

Charlotte's good-smelling body fragrance permeated Aaron's mouth and nose, and before the younger brother had time to resist, the eldest lady said excitedly: "Sure enough, you are worthy of being a younger brother, you have successfully returned!" ”

"Meaning, younger brother's energy, replenish~" The eldest lady rubbed Aaron's body and said contentedly: "I haven't seen my brother for a few days, and my sister is about to have a withdrawal reaction~"

"Alright, sister." Aaron smiled bitterly and tried to push Charlotte away, but the eldest lady hugged him tightly.

"Hehe, Miss Charlotte is still so close to Aaron?" Renard said with a smile.

"She's always been like this." Eleanor came up to the side dissatisfiedly and tried to push the eldest lady away, and the pastor was furious when she saw Charlotte's state: "Lady Caladenay? You are hindering Aaron's rest, please respect yourself! ”

"Hmph~Hmph~ Of course, it's not enough for my sister to hold my brother, come and let my sister see if my brother is injured~" Charlotte checked Aaron's body to make sure that there were no external injuries, then she snorted and reluctantly looked at Eleanor's body: "I don't care about anything else, Miss Dinefull, this time you went with your brother, and your safety is naturally your responsibility, otherwise, I will let you taste my sister's head!" ”

Sister headstick? What's that? Eleanor frowned, Miss Pastor was reluctant to talk to Charlotte in the first place, with her super high perception, Miss Pastor realized that this seemed to be a very powerful thing, but she just snorted coldly and said that it didn't matter.

Your sister's head hammer, can you still have my moon hand war hammer?

Reynard and Disma, who were next to them, complained in their hearts again that Aaron's woman was really good, and then left separately.

Riots at the entrance of the camp gradually spread into the camp.

In the luxurious tent, Manneren-Anaheim stood on the carpet with his hands behind his back, and in front of him knelt a young general with the Anaheim family insignia.

Ban Miko heard the noise outside, and also listened to the report of his subordinates, he was not sad or happy, but sighed quietly: "Really? It was attacked, so it didn't make it to the city? ”

"Yes, I beg your pardon, Your Excellency!" The young general's eyes were red, and he knelt on the carpet and kowtowed heavily, the magic lamp next to him illuminating his ashamed expression: "I'm sorry, we encountered the orc Goth beast cavalry, and in the end we couldn't get anything to the city. ”

“…… All right. Mannakhen sighed, he glanced at the young general kneeling in front of him, and finally showed a smile of understanding, and helped him up with both hands: "Get up, Ducky, this mission is already dangerous, you also happened to meet the orc elite, and you couldn't complete it, I don't blame you." ”

"As long as you kill the orcs, it's good, and you're tired all the way back, so let's go and have a good rest first." Mannakhen said softly, patting his subordinate's arm in relief.

"Your Excellency!" When the young general saw that the head of the family did not blame him but forgave him generously, he was already crying and red-eyed, he kowtowed vigorously, and slowly retreated with gratitude.

Only Ben Miko was left in the tent, and he clapped his hands, and spread his arms to his sides, and two young maids came up to change his clothes and untie him, and arrange for him to bathe and rest.

Immersed his slender and slender body in the hot water, Mannerkorn's face was still not good-looking.

His plan did not work out.

During this time, his advisory group made many plans for him, all in order to win the war, and after Mannacone carefully selected, he finally unexpectedly chose to secretly transport a batch of sophisticated weapons and equipment and a large number of fuel bombs through a small team to send them into the city to hide, kill them at the critical moment on the battlefield, and launch a fatal blow against the rear of the orcs.

Now, the plan has failed, and the items have not been transported to Arabel.

So, will you go to the battlefield in person when the time comes?

Whenever he thinks of this, Bane is subconsciously disgusted, his father Bane has always been very reluctant to fight in person, and he is the same, Bane is the father of darkness, the god of strife, the god of bureaucracy, not the god of battle, she hates fighting, she hates risks, she thinks that the biggest role of her appearance on the battlefield is to boost morale, not to do it herself.

"Battlefield killers, meritorious dogs, commanders and orderers, meritorious people."

— Bane, the god of tyranny

Let's see when the time comes, think of a way, it's better not to join the battle in person, but it should be as if I'm everywhere, it's better to participate in this war all the way, and then collect enough souls, hell over there......

Manna Cohen was recalling his subordinate's debriefing in the hot water, and he suddenly had a good idea.

"Someone, change clothes!"

A few minutes later, an unexpected guest arrives in the tent of the paladin master Renard.

Anaheim Patriarch Manna Cohen visits late at night.

"Do you know that in order to save you, my family lost a large number of precious goods and 18 lives?" Mannacone didn't plan to enter the tent: "Do you admit it? ”

"Yes, thank you very much." Reynard restrained the disgust in his heart and nodded calmly, admitting that the Anaheim family had indeed saved them, that he was a glorious paladin, and that he would not lie on this matter.

"That's good, remember, Renard, you owe me my life." Manna Cohen flicked his long sleeves and left directly.

The Paladin Master gripped the hilt of his sword, the blade rattling in its scabbard, and a bright red ripple flashed through his sunny eyes, like the shape of the River Styx.

…………

The General Headquarters of the Liberation Army, inside Ms. Raul's big tent.

Aaron stood behind the Countess of Arabell, reporting on his mission.

Surprisingly, Samir was also there, and the sorcerer, apparently wounded in the leg, saw Aaron come in and say hello.

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"As a result, only the two of you succeeded." Ms. Raul sighed, her expression unable to hide the disappointment: "In this way, there is no way for Tukin to fight on his own." ”

"Hey, hey, hey~ It's already a great luck to be able to pick up a life and come back~" Samir said lazily beside him, the sorcerer didn't sit in a proper shape, he bent up: "If it weren't for the fact that Taimora blessed us, the orcs chased us in the sewers and took the wrong fork in the road three times in a row, I might have to explain it inside." ”

"Your Excellency, the situation is not in our favor." Aaron looked at Ms. Raul: "The orcs are obviously on guard, even so, do you plan to send troops?" ”

"Now we have no other choice, Your Excellency Aaron, and Samir, and I, Milman-Raul, on behalf of all the people of Arabell, thank you for your contribution." Ms. Raul took a few deep breaths, nodded her head, she took out a roll of parchment and handed it to Aaron: "This is our last chance, and now, we can only choose to suppress the news and tell everyone that everything is going well, and the army is about to start." ”

Aaron took the parchment scroll, which he had thought was some kind of military intelligence report or enemy news.

No, it's just a string of simple numbers.

The simplest numbers record the most terrible realities.

After assembling for more than 20 days, the Arabelli Liberation Army has consumed about 800,000 pounds of grain, 120,000 pounds of meat, 190,000 liters of ale wine, 20,000 liters of various cooking oils, more than 18,000 pounds of cheese, 90,000 pounds of vegetables, 5,000 pounds of dried fruits, 1,000 pounds of honey, and countless miscellaneous materials!

In order to maintain the logistics of this army, despite being in Cormir, Ms. Raul organized 3,000 pack animals to transport supplies, among which the various grains eaten and the food consumed to transport the supply lines on the road were not even counted.

In addition to this, the wages paid to the mercenaries, the wages paid to the adventurers, and the expenses of maintaining the camp, truckloads of gold coins were shipped out and temporarily filled the pockets of the mercenaries.

Ms. Raul's meaning is very simple, she has emptied all her savings, and even emptied some temples, and at this time, talk about withdrawing troops?

No way!

War, many times it is about logistics, it is attrition.

She's telling Aaron and Samir that she and the army can't wait any longer.

In this early spring, she is going to fight the orcs under the city of Arabel!