Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 39:

After a fierce battle, Dahl led the Winter Sweeping Army to finally wipe out the heartache for many years, and did not pay much painful price-because Sui Xiong graciously descended a wide range of gods, so we removed the three in The unlucky shooter who died directly in the battle, the rest of the participants were able to survive, not even one was left crippled. ?? Burning novel???`

When Baron Dahl got the news, he laughed from ear to ear, and his chubby face was full of joy.

Seeing the growth of the ogre tribe, he was actually very worried, and sometimes worried that these guys would invade, destroy one or two villages, or even attack the town.

If hundreds of ogres were to be killed, Dal City would not be able to stop it. What’s more frightening is that the ogres have high intelligence. If they really want to attack the city, they will definitely drive a large group of monsters to be pioneers or cannon fodder. They may even break through the village first and drive the refugees toward the town to combat humanity. Morale consumes more food for them, so it is naturally easier to break the town.

Of course, a single ogre is not so intelligent, but after forming a group, they will often give birth to chiefs or shamans, so their intelligence level will be greatly increased, and the threat will be greatly increased.

It’s like a real peace on earth when the proportion of people in the population is less than 2%. When the proportion is higher than 5%, it will disturb the social order, and when it reaches 10%, it will promote laws that are beneficial to oneself through various means such as riot , More than 20% will launch terrorist attacks everywhere, and 40% will in turn persecute others... the same as special groups of people.

The accumulation of quantity will lead to the change of quality, no matter in which world it is the same.

Fortunately, Baron Dahl doesn't have to worry about this problem, because the group of ogres in his territory have become the best in the world-dead ogres.

From the ogre camp, everyone did not find a lot of valuable trophies. It can be seen that the dragon was very good at searching, leaving little oil and water, and even some rare ores were taken away by it. Fortunately, the corpses of the ogres themselves are good trophies, and because of the cold weather, these corpses are well preserved, and there is enough time to slowly dispose of them.

So the army mage applied for some handymen and set up a temporary workshop in the original ogre camp to process these materials most efficiently.

Because there are too many materials and too few manpower-this kind of technical work can only be done by the army mage and his two apprentices. Those helpers can only do some insignificant odd jobs. , Or help them with logistics--according to the estimation of the army mage, it will take almost a month to deal with all of them.

This "complete processing" does not mean that all the materials are made into magic props, but only the process of turning those ogres into materials.

Of course, it is impossible for the sweeping army to wait under the mountain for a month, so after leaving enough manpower and supplies, Baron Dahl led a busy life for almost a month, going from one victory to another, exhausted but excited. The high raid army returned to Dal City singing triumphant song.

When they returned to Dar City, the messenger had already passed back the news of the victory. The people in the city happily took to the streets to cheer for the crusaders who had returned from the victory—or there may also be a lively factor. After all, some trophies are really rare, such as a wild boar head which is almost bigger than a person, let’s say something. A hideous ogre head, such things are really impossible for ordinary people to see.

Baron Dahl rode a steed, walking in the middle of the line, enjoying the cheers of the people on both sides, and couldn't help laughing.

Although he is not a knight, he also likes the feeling that this kind of exterminating monsters is loved by the people.

The premise is not to pay too much.

But his good mood did not last long. After returning to the castle, he saw unconcealed worry and anxiety on the face of his son who came to greet him.

"What's the matter?" His face suddenly sank and asked.

The son leaned close to him and reported something in a voice that only the father and son could hear.

Baron Dahl's face became more and more gloomy, he was silent for a while, and said: "Temporarily block the news and talk about it in two days."

"Father! This is a bit urgent!" The son persuaded worriedly.

"No matter how urgent it is, I won't be in a hurry for these two days." Baron Dahl had recovered his calm, sighed, and said, "Wait for two days. Everyone has worked hard. Let everyone be happy for two days."

The son understood what he meant, sighed and nodded.

"By the way, you will announce in a moment that if you are a soldier, you will be paid half a year's salary; if you are hired, you will be paid three months' salary; if you are a civilian, Just pay the bonus according to the soldier's one month's salary." Baron Dahl thought for a while, and said, "The dead, regardless of their status, are paid according to the soldier's standard...No, five times the pension!"

The son nodded and noted the incident.

This will be a big expense, and if it is put in the past, he will inevitably persuade him. But now... even this young man who tends to be miserable doesn't really have the thought of saving money.

Money is a good thing, but only money that can be used is useful. No amount of money can be used in the coffin? It will only attract tomb robbers!

After a while, the news he announced made the mopping up army cheer and thunderous~IndoMTL.com~ The soldiers who returned from victory were happy because of the generous bonuses. Even the family members of the soldiers who were unfortunately killed in the battle were also treated by the amazingly generous compensation. Kim dilutes the sadness.

In the next few days, Darling seemed to be celebrating a holiday, everyone laughed. The pubs, restaurants and other entertainment venues in the city are full every day, and the women who run the service industry also have an unexpected income.

In the evening two days later, the atmosphere in the small conference hall of Dalcheng Castle was unusually heavy.

"Just when my father led the sweeping army out to defeat those monsters, the king came to envoys." It was the young master baron who received the envoy at the time who spoke about these things. "There were two rounds."

Hearing this, the old knight with white hair and beard and almost Renrui frowned and asked, "Aristocratic and merchant?"

Master Baron nodded and sighed deeply.

"Did they touch it?" asked another knight named Dahl.

Shaking his head.

"I didn't touch it, it was okay." The knight breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, their wording this time is very strict." The Baron Master said with a bitter face, "Both sides said that the current situation no longer tolerates anyone trying to be a center. Both are forcing us to stand in line."

"Stand on his wife's team!" A knight with a scar on his face said viciously, "They want the dog to bite the dog, that's their business, it's our shit!"

This is also the unanimous idea of ​​all the high-levels of Dahl. Dahl leads the sky and the emperor is far away. The Dahl family has ruled here for generations. They operate like iron barrels, regardless of how the nobles and merchants fight or make trouble Why stand in line if you are confident to protect yourself?

As the vulgar-speaking knight said, stand in line? Stand the **** team! fart! (To be continued.)