In the long dark night, when the guards blew out the torches in front of the tower, there was still a trace of trance on their faces—as if all this was so unreal, almost like a dream.

Marco Tasker, who looked tired, walked out of the room, washed his face with water, looked at the rising sun in the distance with a little helplessness, and couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

No matter how clear it is, whether he is dead or alive has little to do with him, but when he is really facing the fear of "before death", the silver-haired wizard still stays awake all night, sitting in a chair from beginning to end, as if waiting for the first barbarian warrior to rush into the room and cut off his head.

The silver-haired wizard stretched slightly, and turned his face to look at the guard standing outside the door, "What about Lord Edward Witwood, hasn't he come back yet?"

"The Chief Flag Officer has returned. The guard pointed to the tower at the top of the castle in the distance, with a faint smile on his face: "My lord also said that if you want to see him, please go over as soon as possible." ”

The expression on the silver-haired wizard's face became even more helpless, and his shoulders collapsed and his face drooped: "Okay, we can't make the chief flag officer wait for a long time, right—I'll go over." With that, he walked up the stairs.

Edward, who had been standing on the tower at some point, sat there leaning against the city wall, holding the accessories in his arms and looking at the rising sun in the distance, and the walls and wilderness full of corpses, there was no smell in the air except the smell of blood and corpses, but the black-haired knight's face was only relaxed, and he took a long and deep breath.

Marco Tasker, who had come up silently, stood at the top of the stairs, silently looking at Edward Wittwood, who was still gazing out - perhaps just to survive. Perhaps he really hopes to use his power to restore the past glory of the Tasker family. Marco who once swore allegiance to Edward. At this moment, there is a different mood, even more complicated than when I was in Pipe Town.

Is he really loyal to this "lord"? I am afraid that only Marco himself knows - it is better to say that the two sides were only cooperative relations in the beginning, and the two sides were dependent on each other only because they needed each other, and they could survive in the city of Turin with the help of each other's strength.

But as time went on, this superficial "cooperation" was gradually replaced by the identities of both parties - which made Marco feel strange, as if he was no different from the likes of Repin and Little Goodwin, except that he had pledged his allegiance to Edward earlier. And now everything about himself is all based on his power and identity.

The only difference is that he knows more of this guy's secrets and ambitions - or rather, he may be the only guy left who knows exactly what Edward Witwood is up to.

Thinking like this, the silver-haired wizard slowly lowered his head, only to find that Edward was also looking at him, with a tired smile on his face and a slight teasing: "Why, didn't our dear Master Marco Tasker sleep well last night?"

"Of course, I waited all night. Marco then shrugged his shoulders. made a stupid appearance and pulled the corners of his mouth: "Who would have thought that you really succeeded - just one legion against an army of fifty thousand." You actually won, you are really the lucky one favored by the Radiant Cross!"

"yes, no one expected to be so lucky. Speaking of this, Edward once again looked at the camp of the Red Horse Settlement in the distance, where only a ruin remained, as if he saw the barbarian warriors who were fighting, the corpses of which were covered with most of the wilderness, and the smoke of gunpowder that had not yet dissipated under the sun wafted in the air.

Although everything was planned, it was only when it was successful that Edward realized how lucky he was to win - if she was not mistaken, Gracchus would have thought that she would take the opportunity to sneak attack, and she must have made arrangements a long time ago, otherwise the enemy would not have reacted so quickly last night, and it was really just a fraction of a second, and the entire cavalry would have been wiped out in that settlement camp.

The only thing he didn't guess was that his target was not his big tent of the Chinese army, but the grain warehouse - that location was indeed very hidden, and it was far away from the military tent, and it was impossible for him to know where it was when he had been besieged in the city, and even if he vaguely guessed the approximate location, it would be impossible to find it in the dark night.

But Edward found it—at the cost of hundreds of legionary cavalrymen, he found the storehouse and burned it, and this morning, when the enemy had not attacked again, the scouts had sent back the news that they had seen at least a hundred barbarian warriors fighting each other for their food and tents, as well as cattle and women.

In addition, there are more war tribes that have fled with their families and livestock overnight, most of the camp is in ruins, and more war tribes are still facing each other, and I am afraid that it will not be long before the war starts.

But whatever the outcome, they couldn't hold out much longer—they couldn't hold out for even three days without enough food, and soon scattered and returned to their original lands and settlements.

Again, the casualties of the Battle Banner Regiment were a very large number - less than a fifth of the two newly formed Banner Regiments in the Green River Valley remained, the cavalry of the Black Eagle Clan also lost nearly two hundred elite warriors, and the two centuriens of the First Banner Regiment of the Legion were wiped out...... The entire Battle Banner Legion has almost lost half of its combat effectiveness!

The least affected were the Silver Blood Mercenary Regiment, which suffered little from the fierce attack, and then the little Robin destroyed the ladder closest to them, indirectly reducing a lot of unnecessary casualties. But in any case, these West Coast hoplites did fulfill their mission, and Edward could not have insisted that they be undaunted by sacrifice.

At the Red Horse Canyon, in the Eagle's Nest Valley, and at the Twin Towers, they all proved their loyalty - which was not easy for the mercenaries.

As for those who are still alive, Edward doesn't need to ask - just look up and see the scarred Banner Legionnaires, who have been fighting for half a month, these are the ones who really won this war!

There is no such thing as luck, let alone luck - if they had not persisted in a bloody battle for more than ten days, had not been willing to give up their lives to themselves, and had not been exhausted, they were still willing to hold up their shields, raise their long swords to fight the enemy, and even die together, this war would not have been won from the beginning!

"What's next?" Marco asked tentatively, "We have won the Red Horse Clan, but that doesn't mean we've wiped them out - now in the wasteland outside the fortress, there are thousands of barbarians roaming around, and whatever we want to do, they are a threat that we have to face." ”

"And the Blue Wolf Clan that is heading east—yes, their goal is the southeast corner, but as long as they know that the Red Horse Clan is finished, will they send an army or some powerful war tribe to attack the Twin Towers Fortress again?"

"That's all for later, what we have to do now is enjoy this hard-earned victory. Waving his hand, the corners of Edward's mouth curled up slightly with some smugness: "Since the enemy is dead, it's time for us to receive the loot!"

"Spoils?" Marco Tasker was stunned, "What loot?"

"I am the Chief Flag Officer of the Duke of Hantu City, and I am naturally qualified to replace the Duke of Hantu City to deal with those things that he has no time to manage for the time being. Edward stared with some eagerness at the chaotic ruins of the settlements in the distance: "As for the loot - you'll find out soon!" (To be continued.) )