After a fierce battle, Dal led the winter sweep army to finally eliminate the major trouble that had been troubling them for many years, and they did not pay a heavy price - because Sui Xiong mercifully sent down a wide range of divine grace, so except for the three who were fighting after the battle. The unlucky shooter died directly from the attack, but all the other participants survived, not even a single one was left disabled.
When Baron Dahl got the news, he smiled from ear to ear, his fat face full of happiness.
Seeing the ogre tribe growing, he was actually very worried. Sometimes he worried whether these guys would invade in large numbers, destroy one or two villages, or even attack towns.
If hundreds of ogres really come to kill them, Dal City may not be able to stop them. What's even more frightening is that ogres are very intelligent. If they really want to attack the city, they will definitely drive a large group of monsters to serve as vanguards or cannon fodder. They may even attack the village first and drive the refugees towards the town to attack human beings. Morale, consume more of their food, which will naturally make it easier to conquer the town.
Of course, a single ogre is not so intelligent, but when they form a group, they will often give birth to chiefs or shamans, so their intelligence level will be greatly improved and their threat will also be greatly increased.
This is like a time when there is real peace on earth when the proportion of the population is less than 2%. If it is more than 5%, it will start to disrupt social order. If it reaches 10%, it will promote laws that are beneficial to itself through various means such as riots. If it exceeds 20%, it will start to disrupt social order. % will launch terrorist attacks everywhere, and if it reaches 40%, they will in turn persecute others... just like special groups of people.
The accumulation of quantity will lead to changes in quality, no matter in which world.
Fortunately, Baron Dahl no longer has to worry about this problem, because the group of ogres in his territory have turned into the best kind in the world - dead ogres.
From the ogre camp, everyone did not find many valuable trophies. It can be seen that the dragon is 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 were good trophies, and because of the severe cold weather, these corpses were well preserved and there was enough time to process them slowly.
Therefore, the military mage applied for some handymen and established a temporary workshop at the original ogre camp in order 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 military mage and his two apprentices. Those helpers can only help them, do some insignificant odd jobs, or help them It’s just a matter of logistics—according to the military mage’s estimate, it will take about a month to finish everything.
This "all processed" does not mean making all those materials into magic props, but just the process of turning those ogres into materials.
Of course, it was impossible for the anti-Japanese army to wait at the foot of the mountain for a month, so after leaving enough manpower and supplies, Baron Dahl led the team and was busy for almost a month, going from one victory to another, exhausted but in high spirits. He wiped out the Japanese army and returned to Dal City singing a song of victory.
When they returned to Dal City, the messenger had already sent back the news of victory. The people in the city happily took to the streets to cheer for the victorious crusade—perhaps it was because of the excitement. After all, some of the trophies were really rare, such as a wild boar head that was almost larger than a person, and several more. A ferocious ogre head, something like this, is really impossible for ordinary people to see.
Baron Dar rode a horse and walked in the middle of the team, 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 of destroying monsters and gaining the love of the people.
The premise is, don't pay too high a price.
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 wrong?" He asked, his face suddenly darkening.
The son came next to him and reported something in a voice that only the father and son could hear clearly.
Baron Dahl's face became more and more gloomy. He was silent for a while and said, "Block the news for now and talk about it in two days."
"Father! This matter is a bit urgent!" the son advised worriedly.
"No matter how urgent it is, there is no rush in just one or two days." Baron Dahl had already regained his composure, sighed, and said, "We'll wait two days. Everyone has worked hard, so let's make everyone happy for two days."
The son understood what he meant, sighed and nodded.
"By the way, you will announce later that those who participate in the anti-Japanese army this time, if they are soldiers, will be paid half a year's salary; if they are hired, they will be paid three months' salary; if they are civilians, they will be paid The bonus will be based on one month's salary of a soldier." Baron Dahl thought for a moment and then said, "Those who die, regardless of their status, will receive a pension according to the standard of a soldier... No, five times the pension!"
The son nodded and wrote it down.
This would be a huge expense, and if it were to be put in the past, he would inevitably give him some advice. But now... Even this young man with miserly tendencies really has no intention of saving money.
Money is a good thing, but it is only useful if it can be used. No matter how much money is piled in the coffin, what use can it be put to? It will only attract tomb robbers!
A moment later, the news he announced made everyone in the anti-Japanese army cheer. The soldiers who returned from victory were elated because of the generous bonuses. Even the families of the soldiers who unfortunately died in battle were diluted by the astonishingly generous pensions.
In the next few days, it was like celebrating a festival in Dalling, with everyone smiling. 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 amount of income.
Two nights later, the atmosphere in the small conference hall of Dal City Castle was extremely heavy.
"Just when my father led the anti-Japanese army to attack those monsters, envoys came from the royal capital." The one who spoke about these things was the young baron who received the envoys at the time. "There were two groups."
Hearing this, the old knight with white beard and hair, who was almost considered a celebrity, frowned and asked: "Are they the noble faction or the merchant faction?"
The young baron nodded and sighed deeply.
"Did they hit it?" asked another knight named Dar.
Shake his head.
"It didn't touch it, so it's okay after all." The knight breathed a sigh of relief.
"However, their words this time are very harsh." The Baron said with a grimace. "Both sides have stated that the current situation can no longer tolerate anyone trying to play both sides and become a centrist. They are forcing us to take sides."
"Stay with his mother!" A knight with a scar on his face said viciously, "They want dog to bite dog, that's their business, none of our business!"
This is also the unanimous thought of all the high-ranking officials in Dalland. The sky is high in Dalland and the emperor is far away. The Dal family has ruled here for generations and operates like an iron barrel. No matter how the aristocrats and merchants fight, they are all confident that they can To protect yourself, why should you take sides
As the rough-tongued knight said, take sides? Get on the fucking team! fart!