The border of the Golden Triangle Principality, Black Gold City.
Compared with other cities, it has not yet completely fallen, but the battle has come to an end. As more and more soldiers surrendered, the resistance became weaker and weaker until they were completely strangled, and then it was about maintaining order and... looting property.
It was dark.
On the streets, groups of soldiers patrolled, enforcing the curfew.
In a huge warehouse in the city, Baron Lancaster gathered around a box and counted the money with fiery eyes.
"Two thousand three hundred and sixty-two...two thousand three hundred and sixty-three...two thousand three hundred and sixty-four!"
"Two thousand three hundred and sixty-four silver coins!" Putting the last silver coin into the box, Baron Lancaster's eyes widened, his expression was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
"Two thousand three hundred and sixty-four silver coins! Haha, more than two thousand silver coins! So much money, it's been distributed, it's been distributed!" Baron Lancaster said excitedly.
Then he thought of something, turned his head, looked at a group of soldiers next to him and said: "You guys, listen up, take this box away from me, carry it to the yard of my current residence and bury it. I'm warning you, there's something inside I have remembered the number of silver coins. If there is one less, I will kill you!"
"Of course!" Baron Lancaster changed his tone again and looked at the soldiers and said, "If you do it well, after you go this time, your salary will be increased by three...three...well, fifty percent! Okay! , go!”
Baron Lancaster waved his hand, and the soldiers quickly moved away with the boxes.
Baron Lancaster looked towards the other corners of the warehouse and saw a soldier curiously touching a pile of dry plants placed in a wooden box. He quickly rushed over and gave the soldier several kicks.
While kicking the soldier, he reprimanded: "Are you blind? Haven't you seen that these things are specially separated? They are all belonging to the wizards. If you break them, I can't even pay you back if I sell them!" Do you understand?"
After saying that, he looked at all the soldiers in the warehouse and Baron Lancaster said: "Remember everything in the warehouse that the wizard may use, and I am not allowed to touch it!"
"yes."
The soldiers responded quickly.
At this time, a soldier hurriedly ran in from outside the warehouse, ran to Baron Lancaster, and reported: "Lord Baron, the wizards invite you to come over. It seems that they have something to discuss."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Lancaster said, turning his head and giving the final instructions to the soldiers, "After I leave, you all give me a good look at the warehouse. If that old guy Capecchi or others If someone wants to take something from the warehouse, just call me back, you’re welcome!
Tell them that the wizard has asked me to distribute the things in the warehouse. If you want anything, you must get my permission! "
"Yes." the soldiers replied.
"Yes." Baron Lancaster nodded with satisfaction and left.
In his opinion, following the wizard to participate in the Eastern War this time was simply the wisest choice, bar none. I have made a lot of money in just a few days, and it looks like there will be more and more in the future. The most important thing is that this battle doesn't seem to require much effort from him at all. He can almost just follow the wizard and pick up things.
There should be nothing easier in this world. Although this war has just begun, he feels that he has already seen the result, which is a complete victory.
Yes, a complete victory.
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Baron Lancaster's idea is not special. Many soldiers, officers, and nobles who followed the wizards of the Avengers Alliance to participate in the war had similar ideas.
Because at the beginning of this war, it was really smooth. All attacks were overwhelming and the enemy's defenses were easily broken through. Countless enemies surrendered and were captured, and everything was developing for the better.
Of course, some people hold the opposite view as to how this war will develop.
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Somewhere on the east coast, in an underground hall.
While many people from the mysterious organization were busy, Muse was sitting in her exclusive seat at the deepest part of the hall, closing her eyes and relaxing as usual.
Next to the seat, Franklin stood straight and reported the latest situation one by one.
"In the direction of the Moore Alliance, they have captured Shattered Sand City and are continuing to penetrate deeper, staying in the Black Pine Mountains..."
"In the direction of Hawks Kingdom, Rocco City has just fallen, and White Lion City is under threat..."
"In the direction of Dora Kingdom, Gray Spot City is surrounded...
"Golden Triangle Principality..."
"Holy Alliance..."
“…”
After listening for a long time, Muse lazily opened his eyes, glanced at Franklin with his only remaining eye, waved his hand and said, "Okay, no need to continue, I understand everything."
"Then we..."
"Don't worry about it, just let them maintain this offensive state." Muse dismissed it, "It's just a final struggle. After all, isn't that what we planned. If their offense is frustrated, we still have to help where are they."
"But their speed is still too fast, especially the small force from the Golden Triangle Kingdom, which went extremely deep and almost reached our predetermined cordon." Franklin reminded.
"Then let's wait until he crosses the cordon." Muse said, directly ending the topic, and then asked, "Okay, is there anything else?"
"Um, yes." Franklin replied, "Steward Muse, someone from the Main Continent Headquarters has just arrived with the support we need."
"Have the support arrived? Well, you go ahead and make arrangements. Just go as planned." Muse said, not really caring.
Franklin opened and closed his lips, but hesitated to speak, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"What's wrong?" Muse noticed it keenly and asked aloud, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Well, Steward Muse..." Franklin answered honestly, "The support people from the Main Continent Headquarters said they want to see you."
"Huh?" Muse raised his eyebrows and blinked, "Want to see me?"
"It's interesting." Muse said to himself, thought of something, and asked aloud, "Who is their leader?"
"I heard he's called Gasol, um, Quinman Gasol."
"It turns out it's him, no wonder." Muse suddenly smiled, a little coldly.
"Does Steward Muse know him?" Franklin asked.
"More than just acquaintance, we can almost be considered acquaintances." Muse's expression became colder, and he waved his hand, "Go ahead and ask him to come over!"
"Yes." Franklin responded. In his opinion, from the analysis of Muse's expression, the acquaintances Muse mentioned did not look like the kind of people with whom they had a good relationship at all, but more like enemies. However, he did not dare to refuse Muse's order, nodded, and quickly left the hall and walked out.
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