Thank you to the book friend for whom~ The reward for the end of 1888 Qidian coins. The magic fire is transformed into a branch of 288 Qidian coins.

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When the last ogre fell down on the battlefield.

Because of the sword in the face, its entire head was almost lost. Several teeth fell into its throat. While breathing, a large amount of blood foam was coming out of its mouth.

Maybe the teeth and blood were stuck in the throat. When the Lorcadan ended its last pain, the ogre that was sobbing and roaring in the throat could only lie half open, lying down and swallowing hard. The body twitched suddenly and stiffened, the blood in the mouth was sprayed out, and the two broken fangs were also spit out.

"The Lorcadans won the victory, pay tribute to General Yasuo!"

With a loud announcement, the audience suddenly burst into cheers like a bolt from the blue.

After the bloody battle, many Lorcadans could not suppress their ecstasy and knelt on the ground and kissed their hands with blood stained weapons.

The injured Lorcadans were holding spears, their whole body seemed to be a small tree that had just been through the cold winter to enjoy the breeze after the winter. While feeling excited, half of their body trembled trembling, and kept muttering, "We won..."

Yasuo took the general's sword retrieved by the guard Leon and took back the scabbard.

He moved left with difficulty two steps. Although his chest was not feeling well and the severe pain stimulated from his gums to his brain, Yasuo did not show it easily.

Yasuo treated and accepted all this calmly, and continued to listen to the report of the guard Leon in his ear.

"God of General, the Lorcadan army killed the enemy 980. The general guard killed the red-haired ogre leader... Except for more than thirty ogre archers who escaped, our battle record was brilliant!"

Leon's face showed the excitement after victory. However, his smile could not hide his slightly wet eyes. "Under your wise leadership, the Lorcadans... will fight bravely and fearlessly!"

The guard officer didn't know what language to express his inner feelings at this moment.

You can only use Lor Cardin to express your firm position.

Yasuo wiped the corners of his mouth not only his enemy but also his own blood. His eyes swept back and forth on the ground without any ecstasy.

His face was pale and his expression was extremely indifferent.

But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that at this moment, it is a pair of extremely uneasy eyes.

"Although Lor Cardin won the victory, the Lor Cardin warriors also paid a heavy price. The swordsman team, 55 people were killed, three spear teams, 202 people were killed, and the town hunters, 38 people were killed."

After statistics of mysterious data flow, Yasuo was able to accurately describe the number of people sacrificed in this battle. "Including the general guards, today, we have lost 305 robes forever. As long as the rest are still alive, every Lorcadan is injured."

Craig, the centurion of the Spear Brigade, was killed———

At this point, the post-war statistics of the mysterious data stream have not stopped.

In the eyes of the guard Leon, Yasuo suddenly did not continue to speak. He wanted to say something, but the corners of his mouth trembled irregularly, as if he was saying something, but he could not hear a trace of sound.

At this time, a Lorkadan swordsman came to Yasuo. Except for the sword's hands, his eyes that were slightly sucked from tears were full of excitement.

"General, Craig Centurion, the Second Spear Team, was killed. Moreover,... and Centurion Albertin is almost out of reach."

Aberding, the centurion of the Swordsman Team: Lor Cardin’s only third-level swordsman and the only elite profession.

In Yasuo's eyes, Centurion Albertin won the Medal of Courage sixteen times in his life.

Centurion Albertin followed the old Baron Achmemnon for most of his life and was a veteran warrior of Lor Cardin.

Even though Yasuo inherited the title and became the lord of Lor Cardin, Albertin still completed many tasks excellently in a short period of one year.

When Yasuo witnessed Albertin Centurion with his own eyes, his blood gushed out like a fountain, caught Yasuo off guard, and blood gushed out like an arrow.

After careful treatment and wound bandage, his blood was still losing drop by drop!

Looking at Yasuo, the last words of Centurion Albertin, "Leave my body in the place where I fought bloody battles, where I died in battle, where I was the destination of the Lorcadans. In this life, the greatest glory of I, Albertin, is to sprinkle dry blood, stick to the battlefield, and step on the bright red. From now on, - never retreat!"

When Yasuo asked in person, "What are your last wishes?"

A bleak sense of humor was drawn to the corner of the centurion of Albertin’s mouth, “It’s a pity that there was no ‘bard’ who was on the side to save me.”

(Lorkadan no longer has the Church of the Holy Light and the Pastor of the Holy Light. Without the blessing of the Holy Light, the people of Lorkadan hoped that the bard could be saved for themselves, with a hint of self-deprecating in the quality of humor. It is just because in this world, the bard is a rare, noble and powerful profession in the mage profession.)

After Centurion Albertin finished speaking, the blood immediately dyed his broken armor red.

The cold and mysterious data stream shows: Aberding, the centurion of the Swordsman team, died in battle——

During the suffocation, Abertin Centurion closed his eyes. The intense sadness made Adele unable to stand up like a paralyzed person, making Ming Di grab a corner of Yasuo's cloak and refuse to let go. Speaking of which, this was the first time Adele saw so many Lorcardans die.

...The first time I saw the person she respected had dried up blood.

...For the first time, I proved myself in a big battle.

Although she was not killed like many Lor Cardinal warriors, Adele was not grateful.

She was silent for a while, until this moment, she still tried hard to hold back, closed her lips tightly, and choked down her sobs like a child. However, tears still poured up uncontrollably, squeezing on the edge of her eyes. In just a while, two large tears left their eyes and slowly flowed down their cheeks. Finally, she burst into tears.

In many years, this was the last time Yasuo saw Adele's tears with his own eyes.

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The dead are gone, and the living are going to continue.

Yasuo stood there, with no wrinkles on his stretched forehead.

As time passed, his eyes gradually calmed down. After adjusting his emotions, he quickly ordered to harvest the Lorcadans' spoils and cut off all the ogres' heads.

For a long time.

As a cruel and aggressive monster.

Ogres possess a unique transformation technique, this talent is stored in the Ogres' strange head.

In addition to dependence on human flesh and blood, ogres love to suck human brains.

However, humans can also use ogre's brain fluid to make a magical deformation potion, or the best magic water to maintain the beauty.

This makes the head of each ogre, worth ten gold coins in every trader. If it is personally sold to the central and western part of the Sun Yat Plain, the head of each ogre will double the price.

He harvested 10,000 gold coins, but lost 305 Lorcardan soldiers and two centurions.

Yasuo didn't know whether this kind of effort and gain was worth it. He only knew, "No matter whether he wanted it or not, the Lorcadans had no way out in this war."

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