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"According to reconnaissance, the enemy army retreated ten miles away, and has begun to build improvised garrison fortifications, and there is no sign of attack!"

"The identity of the captives has been investigated, and there are seven sons of counts, eight of marquises, and three of dukes. Their elders are the Imperial Prime Minister, the Judge Advocate General, and the Administrator......"

The big tent was silent, and I listened to this series of prominent official names being reported one after another. You must know that this is only the immediate family, if you count the marriage relationship between the nobles, these captive elders may be able to wipe out the superstructure of the empire.

"Haha!" suddenly an old and bold voice came from afar.

"Okay!" the old general Oumeng was full of joy and stroked his beard, "With these people in hand, I see who dares to attack!" haha......"

"Haha, that's not what I care about. An old man in a gray coat kept pinching his fingers, "I'm wondering how many bags of rice, how many catties of flour, and how many pieces of salt these people are worth...... haha！”

"That's right!" the old general slapped his palm, "It can also be used to exchange some standard armor and weapons." If you don't want to, it's better to give some metal, and we'll do it ourselves. Tsk, it would be better if you brought me two more Thor's hammers, haha!"

"You old war madman, you really dare to think about it! Why don't you just hand over the legion to you......"

"This ...... I don't mind. I just don't know if they want to?"

"Uh...... haha！”

In the Luosha tent, the atmosphere is strong. Several old men in the sixtieth armor were full of red light, and they looked forward to the harvest this time.

The capture of those noble youths this time can be said to be a strategic victory. It not only relieved its own siege, but also brought huge benefits.

The Gray Army, just by hearing the name, you know what it is like to be poor. At this time, in the eyes of these people, those young people are no longer human beings. Instead, it turned into a warehouse full of rice, or bright weapons and armor......

"Alas, it would have been nice if it had been the elders of these young men who had been captured this time. Then maybe our long-cherished wish for so many years will succeed in one day!"

"Uh...... In the end, the leader dares to think about it. Wouldn't it be better to capture a Bran king, then?" haha......"

There is also a limit to the exchange of captives, so to speak, these young people can only be exchanged for something real. If you want to rely on this, you have to make the Gray Army's ideas implemented...... Well, the great nobles will immediately forget that they have a son who has been taken captive.

"Okay, okay......" Luo Sha pressed his palm and said, "This matter is not urgent, it will take a few days for the negotiators from the empire to arrive." We'll just get a copy of the exchange order out then. Well. Let's talk about what to do with the heroes. ”

The tent was silent, and the ministers looked at each other. They received the news late and did not witness the scene that happened in the tactical department, but they still heard the news of the beating in the gray space.

"Alas!" said the old general Oumeng, with a complicated face, "I have seen Bolai's wounds, and the ones on his hands are fine, but the bones of one leg have been completely pinched into powder, unless the archbishop of the Temple of Light comes." Otherwise, there is no hope of recovery!"

The archbishops of the Temple of Light are all on one side, and they are all close to the royal family of Bran. It's hard to meet, let alone treat the people in the gray army, so Bolai is destined to be accompanied by crutches for the rest of his life.

"So serious?" a minister frowned and said unhappily, "This Tang En's attack is too ruthless, this is still his own person." ”

"I heard that one of his men died. Naturally, Omon understood the friendship between the robes, and explained, "And listening to him, it seems that the mission was intentional by Bolai, so he ......"

"Did they meet? How could Bole do that. ”

"Probably not. General Ommon stroked his beard, shook his head, and said, "Maybe this is just an excuse for him." ”

"Nonsense! I think we need to punish him. ”

"But he's a hero after all!"

"What's wrong with the hero, if you have merit, you will be rewarded, and if you make a mistake, you will be punished!"

......

Bang Bang ...... Luo Sha clapped his palms: "What do you mean?"

It was the old general Oumeng who was the first to speak: "I think although Don's methods are a little ruthless, the credit is still greater." ”

This is the meaning of merit over demerit, and Omon still acts uprightly. Although it is true that Bolai is his subordinate, he does not mean to be biased in the slightest.

"I also think that the credit is greater, and of course there must be punishment. If there is a mistake, we just follow the rules, he is beating the chief privately, we can't set this precedent!"

"I agree with you!"

"I agree with the old general Oumeng!"

......

In a short time, several ministers made their attitudes clear. Then all eyes focused on the curly-haired old man who hadn't spoken much, and he was none other than Borg's father, Bosko.

"I agree with the old General Omon. ”

Belch...... Several ministers were slightly stunned, to be honest, Don's credit is obvious to everyone, so there is no doubt about the tone that the merits outweigh the faults, and now the key question is whether there should be punitive measures!

The previous ministers said that there was, on the one hand, because of their own ideas, and on the other hand, not for the sake of Minister Bosko. After all, his relatives were beaten so badly, if he didn't get something back, his heart would inevitably be unbalanced. But now this Bosko actually agrees with Omon's opinion, that is, there is no punishment at all.

Bosko stood up and said calmly: "The gray space team has done a really good job this time, and it has a lot of credit. Leave the rest alone, we can't chill the heroes. ”

............

The meeting was more casual, and after Bosko made his attitude, everything was simple. Immediately, a few people chatted again. Gradually dispersed.

Bosko smiled freely outside the door and thanked the ministers for their comfort, and then walked away. After a few passages, we came to a large group of tents. Their families are collectively refuge, and there are a large number of them, and they usually live together.

Bosko walked straight to one of the tents, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, there was a crying voice.

The furnishings inside are simple, too. It was just a simple bed, table and chair, and Borg and a few other people were crying bitterly around Bolai who was lying on the bed.

When they saw Bosko come in, they immediately gathered around and cried. Bosko comforted a rather noble woman and a few half-grown children. It was Boley's wife and children.

"Father. Borg also greeted him with red eyes, "You must administer justice for your uncle, he ......"

Syllable!

The slap came very suddenly, and there was a sudden silence in the field.

The tears of the lady and the child were still on their faces, and they stared blankly at the Borg, who was fanned aside.

"Then let's leave it at that, don't worry, Bolai will gradually get better. Well, you guys go out for a while, I have something to talk to Borg about. Bosko's face remained the same. Still mildly said to Bolai's wife and children.

"Uh......," the woman looked at Borg. Finally, he hesitated and led the child out of the tent.

Bosko first walked to the bedside and probed Bolai to see what was going on. At this time, Bolai had already undergone a simple treatment and fell asleep.

With a sigh, Bosko sat down in his chair: "Stand up." ”

Borg covered his mouth and slowly stood up, afraid to approach this side.

As a father and son, of course, he knew that the calmer Bosko's face was at this time, the more angry he became. He hadn't been beaten for many years, and the last time he was beaten by his father was because he was addicted to beauty and sensuality, and he and some aristocratic young people lingered in Fengyue places all day long.

"You guys do the things in the gray space...... Well, it's because of that Josia?"

"Ahh I ......" Borg was startled, unable to utter words. He wanted to say no, but he knew that if he lied again, he might be beaten to death.

"It's you!" Bosko closed his eyes, took off the curly hair on his head, and slowly pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Do you know that I weishenme hit you?"

"Yes, we designed to frame the Gray Space team. Borg said honestly.

"You still don't understand, you still don't understand......" Bosko's eyes opened violently, and he no longer saw the gentle touch, full of fierce indifference, like a tiger.

"No matter how many times you want me to say anything, be simple and direct. Is it safe to design the Grey Space team out? Do you consider the possibility of them coming back? Do you have a way to deal with the variables? Can you count on success if you leave everything to fate?"

"We can't afford to fail, and the last failure got us here. The next defeat could lead us directly to the God of Light!

"I, I see!" Borg nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"I hope you really understand, eagles don't pop their claws until they catch their prey, and being clever will only hurt you!" Speaking of this, Bosko pouted, "Just now in the Losha House, we discussed whether to give punishment to the gray space, I objected, do you know weishenme?"

"Uh......" Borg said quickly, "because that doesn't hurt them at all!"

"Yes, I understand a little!" Bosko nodded, and then sighed, "Your uncle is like this, even if he recuperates in the future, he will not be able to make any progress in the tactical department." I'll find a way to get you involved in this negotiation and get some credit. Remember, you must take your uncle's place when he leaves. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I see!"

"By the way, and that Josia, you still have to fight for it, she is very helpful to the rise of our family!"

"Uh, good...... But she seemed to prefer to be closer to Donn. Borg said with some frustration.

"You don't have to worry about this, Don ......" a cold glint flashed in Bosko's eyes, "Ruined the position I worked so hard to get in the Tactics Department, hum!"

Burst......

At this moment, Bolai on the side suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then struggled around hoarsely.

"Pain, pain, pain......"

Then he stretched out his hands and kept grabbing them to his chest, and his clothes quickly shattered, followed by the tragic situation of skin and flesh.

Bosko and Borg were startled and quickly pressed his body.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, it was okay haode!" Borg desperately pressed Boley's dancing arm.

"Pain, pain, pain, uh!"

Bang! Bang!

Bolai's body shook as if he had been shot by an arrow, and then blood splattered everywhere, spraying the two people next to him.

Whoop, whoop, whoop......

Like a fish out of water, Bolai quickly turned from gasping for breath to breathing!

Bosco probed Boley's snort, and his body ......

"Father, uncle, he...... What's wrong?"

"Not dead...... Maybe it's better to die. Bosko said with an ugly face, "It's careless, someone has transmitted the fighting spirit into his body." Now all parts of his body have been destroyed, and he is completely paralyzed. ”

"Huh?" Borg's face changed dramatically, "Who did it......?"

"Idiot, who else!" Bosko narrowed gloomily, "crushing his leg bones to divert his gaze...... Ruthless enough! Vicious enough! I can't keep this kid......"

(Today is a birthday, and many trivial matters are delayed.) Well, the tanuki character has been defeated once, and the third update will be made up tomorrow!) (To be continued.) )