Enraged, Liberdinus, after carefully interrogating several old men of the Red Horse Clan, finally accepted this somewhat cruel reality with some disappointment - the night before they crossed the snowy mountains, Gracchus left the settlement with more than 2,000 barbarian warriors of the Red Horse Clan who were still willing to follow him, and before leaving, he took with him a large sum of gold and grain, as well as a clan totem for sacrifice.

It is impossible for the other party to know the situation of the battle at the Tallinn Pass, which means that no matter what the outcome is, he has already made up his mind not to stay here. Unwilling to even kill two prisoners alive, he only knew that Gracchus had gone to the north, and nothing else - which made the chief centurion, who was determined to take revenge, feel extremely dull.

Edward was a little relieved about this - if that guy was still defending the settlement, his exhausted soldiers would not have been able to storm it so easily. It is likely that there will be quite a tragic number of casualties.

And now that the other party is in exile in the north, then there is only one place to go - he must have gone to join the rioting Hantu barbarians, and such a cunning fellow will definitely not succumb to being a vassal clan leader, and his own people will run into them sooner or later.

But now, the most important thing for the whole army is to put it in order as soon as possible, and to extend the results of the battle, and to turn this rare victory into an objective fortune, otherwise the previous sacrifices will be wasted - the rewards and booty promised to the soldiers, the military funds for the maintenance of the army, and the aid of the rear are all large sums of money, and Edward's own money alone is not enough to maintain the army.

Night falls. There was still a lingering smell of gunsmoke and blood in the air throughout the settlement. A few empty streets and near the altar were not stacked with belongings collected by the soldiers. It's corpses all over the field. In the cold wind, you can faintly hear the crying of the captured barbarian women and children.

As for the old men, especially the old warriors, who had been slaughtered by the legionnaires - the old slaves could not be sold, and most of them were of high status, and it would be disastrous for the legion, which had been severely depleted, to stir up a rebellion among the slaves.

In order to avoid a complete collapse of military discipline, Edward gathered all the soldiers before evening, arranged shifts and patrols in batches, and put Lebinus in charge of managing military discipline. Little Goodwin was in charge of counting all the loot that had been captured.

Needless to say, there were all sorts of gold and silver ornaments, as well as a considerable number of horses and livestock, as well as enough food for the legion to last for a certain time, and the skins and cloaks collected were still stained with blood, apparently taken from the dead, and were so numerous that each soldier could have one each.

Naturally, after such a great raid, the whole settlement was left with no possessions to sustain - Edward had no intention of staying here for long, and naturally he had to take everything he could with him, and raze the ancient town completely, lest it be overrun by some savage tribe in the wilderness.

After such a tragic bloody battle. The Akama clan, which had suffered heavy casualties, would never forget such hatred, and those tribes who attached to them probably thought the same thing. Then the best way to do that is to reduce them all to nothing. Restore the Red Horse Gorge to its thousand-year-old state, and wait until the kingdom truly extends its power here and establishes villages and towns.

Therefore, after a full night's rest, the legions, which had recovered a little, were assigned by Edward according to their respective assignments, and went to the small settlements around the Red Horse Clan, razed all those villages, hunted slaves and looted supplies. Edward gave his share of the entire legion to Lebinus, and the enraged chief centurion would surely burn the tribes to ashes in order to vent his anger.

The Silver Blood Mercenaries and the Lund Warriors also received their own share, and they accounted for two-thirds of them - for Edward, the entire Battle Banner Legion had basically become his descendants, and the soldiers were hungry for booty and plunder, but they still lived on their salaries, and the Lund warriors had only heard about themselves from Donner, and they were willing to come for the sake of making a fortune, and they were the ones who needed to be lured.

For half a month, Edward's legions plundered and plundered the wealth of the Red Horse Canyon, sweeping away most of the barbarian tribes - in the face of this well-trained legion, the settlement of only women, children and old people would certainly not be an opponent for resistance, and most of them even surrendered without much resistance.

The Red Horse Clan settlement, controlled by the Banner Legion, became the Legion's temporary base - cartloads of wagons of war and hordes of slaves followed by the colony almost every day, and poor little Goodwin even had to put down the biography he had been writing to count and sort the supplies for Edward. What can be distributed immediately to the soldiers, what is to be taken back for sale, and what is important military material.

As for those slaves...... Although the Goodwin Chamber of Commerce did not do such business as slaves or minerals, it was not unclear how lucrative these businesses were - little Goodwin also understood how much burden Edward was carrying to maintain this legion, and it was simply impossible to do without enough financial resources.

And after completely sweeping the entire Red Horse Canyon, the night before Edward was about to order the entire army to march and return to the fortress of the Green River Valley, a letter arrived in his hand - Ludwig with a solemn expression personally handed the letter to Edward as soon as possible. It must have been no small feat to get Marco Tasker's letter in such a hurry.

When the envelope was opened, the silver-haired wizard's elegant flower-style words appeared on the paper, but it could be seen that he had written the letter in a hurry, and there were traces of ink splashing in the corners and corners. Edward, who was only a little nervous at first, became more and more heavy, and a solemn atmosphere permeated the entire military tent.

Seeing this, Ludwig, who was very intrigued, immediately retired and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Edward at the door of the military tent.

"Go and call all the officers and ...... as soon as possible No, we'll leave here tomorrow and return to the Stronghold of the Green Valley!" Edward's expression was a little hesitant, "Bring as much loot as you can, and send a few men to the Tallinn Pass to meet us." ”

"Yes. Ludwig, who nodded slightly, left the tent with a somewhat surprised expression - it was really rare for him to see this Lord Edward so hesitant, even when the army of the Red Horse Clan was about to break through the defensive line, he still looked unchanged.

Edward was the only one left in the silent tent, and under the flickering candle was the face as silent as water. What Marco Tasker sent was a manuscript of a letter from Prince Anson Marcherus.

The content was very simple, ordering Edward to end the rest of the army as soon as possible and then march north, to join up with the large army still around Hantu City - this order was sent by Anson, but Edward could feel that it must be Glynn Turn's order from the beginning to the end.

It was definitely not the best time for Edward to leave now - at least until the end of winter, otherwise the reserves consumed along the way would be enough to consume all the spoils of war during this time, and it would be completely worth the loss.

He also asked Edward to raise a sum of rations and supplies for the little prince's army, as well as a considerable number of auxiliaries, to fill the vacancies in the barracks of His Royal Highness Anson, apparently to the point of starvation, and wanted to let the Green River Valley "transfuse" for Hantu City.

To be able to make that proud guy of Green Turne speak like this, and so suddenly, is enough to prove that his situation in Hantu City has been extremely difficult, and he has to tactfully find a way to ask for help. (To be continued.) )