Crotz: "How could this be? I haven't made any meritorious service yet..."
General Carnegie glanced at Crotz: "It's simple. I can issue an order now to issue you a Legion of Honor Medal to reward you for your heroic actions in previous battles."
Crotz was stunned for a moment, and then immediately objected: "How can this be done? What are you going to reward me for? Are you going to reward me for crawling out of the corpse? You might as well reward my follower Andy!"
"Of course he will be rewarded." General Carnegie glanced at An Ning, "Andy Frost was awarded the Medal of Honor for his heroic actions to save Marquis Tollestaire. I think these two applications should
will be approved."
Crotz: "How can it be approved! We just..."
An Ning: "Because we lost the war, Your Majesty the Marquis, we need to introduce some heroes to distract the public's attention."
Crotz turned to look at An Ning with a look of disbelief on his face: "How could this be possible..."
An Ning stepped forward and patted Crotz on the shoulder: "You want merit, and now you have it. Continuing to fight in the army may not necessarily lead to better results, and to be honest, the Prussian army is now in a state of overwhelming power, and it is impossible to continue to fight them.
I will definitely win..."
After all, it was the Prussian army of Frederick II. If An Ning remembers correctly, during the Seven Years' War on the European continent, Frederick II punched Orfao, as if he was cheating.
Of course, one of the main reasons why Frederick II was so powerful was that there was a German tsar in Russia - Peter III himself was German and could not even speak Russian when he was a child.
Crotz looked at An Ning: "Do you think I should go back to Paris?"
An Ning nodded: "Yes, you should go back."
"What about you?" Crotz asked again.
An Ning: "Of course I will escort you back together."
Crotz sighed: "Well, since you think so, then I'll go back. Are you sure my medal will be approved?"
"I'm sure." An Ning nodded.
General Carnegie saw that An Ning had persuaded Crotz, so he took over the conversation again: "I will send a courier to send the letter of the award back to Paris. The cavalry to escort you will be mobilized in the afternoon.
"While you're at it, Mr. Marquis, you'd better clean yourself up. Your father will blame me if I let you return to Paris in such an undignified state."
Crotz looked down at his dirty body and blushed for a moment: "Excuse me."
The general snapped his fingers, and his orderly immediately came forward and said to Crotz and An Ning: "Please come over here and change clothes."
**
After that, An Ning changed her clothes, took a shower, and then put on a brand new valet jacket.
By the way, he also had a pair of tight pants and a pair of white stockings.
As for the shoes, they are still the same pair of boots he brought back from the battlefield last night. According to the general's orderly, these boots are better than the boots of ordinary nobles, so just wipe the mud spots on them and they will be fine.
After getting dressed, An Ning finally felt like she had crawled out of the death pit yesterday.
When An Ning came out of the tent fully dressed, the general's orderlies brought two horses, pointed to the duffel bag on one of the saddles and said, "Mr. Frost, all your luggage is put in this duffel bag for you."
.”
This luggage obviously refers to the things An Ning robbed from the bandit leader yesterday.
Orderly soldier: "We have kept the identity tags of several nobles that you brought with you as relics of fallen soldiers. Everything else remains intact."
An Ning nodded: "Thank you, it's been a big help."
"In addition, we have also issued you with status-bearing weapons and equipment, which are all on the saddle. Marquis Tollestaire's saber and other things, please return it to him yourself later."
An Ning originally wanted to say that it was quite easy to use the young master's saber yesterday, but it was really not good for a follower to hold the officer's saber.
At this time, Crozier de Tolestel came out of another tent.
He also put on a new military uniform, which looked clean and fresh, and the tight pants and white stockings on his lower body were spotless.
An Ning stared at Crotz's lower body, always having the illusion that he was showing off his white silk stockings.
——Damn it, is this young master a girl?
With this question in mind, An Ning carefully observed the young master's chin, and sure enough, he couldn't see even a stubble.
It must feel smooth.
Crotz met An Ning's eyes, smiled slightly and said, "Andy, you look much better."
"The same goes for you, Your Majesty the Marquis."
"Don't call me Lord Marquis, just call me Crotz as before." The young master said with a smile, "You saved my life. When I return to Paris, I will let my father reward you.
"
——Please!
Think peacefully.
Then he suddenly thought of something: there would be systematic rewards for completing tasks on his side. If Crotz asked his father for a reward, wouldn't it be equivalent to a double reward?
It’s a bit cool to get one duke award and one system award.
At this time, a group of dragoons came over. The leading officer stopped in front of An Ning and Crotz and asked loudly: "Who is the Marquis of Tolestel?"
Crotz raised his hand: "I am."
The officer saluted him: "Hello, Your Majesty the Marquis, I have been ordered by General Carnegie to escort you back to Paris."
Crotz: "Shall we leave now?"
"Of course, now that the Prussians have disappeared, it's time to set off. If we don't leave now and wait for the two sides behind to start contact, we may have to face harassment from the Prussian hussars on the road." The officer said loudly, "Our horses are not as good as
The hussars will be in trouble."
Dragoons are basically infantry that move on horseback. During combat, they often dismount and fight as infantry. Therefore, the horses of dragoons are relatively poor horses, which are different from the horses of hussars, which are the main force of reconnaissance and harassment.
Crotz nodded: "Okay, let's set off now."
Carnegie's orderly immediately said: "Your horse is here. We have prepared rations for you for the past few days and put them on the saddle. Of course there is water."
"Thank you General for me." Crotz said, taking the reins from the orderly and getting on his horse.
An Ning also got on the horse. He was originally worried that he would not be able to ride a horse. After all, in this time and space, he was the son of a cobbler, and his position in the army was also that of a drummer. In theory, he did not need to master any horse riding skills.
However, An Ning mounted the horse very smoothly and felt like an experienced rider.
Maybe my FPS system comes with riding skills.
Crotz looked at An Ning's mounting action and praised: "Andy, you look like your riding skills are even better than mine."
An Ning said perfunctorily: "As the son of a cobbler, I have ridden bulls."
Crotz was stunned for a moment.
At this time, the dragoon officer came over to relieve An Ning: "You two, let's set off when we are ready. Let's go faster now, and we can stay at Cabo Village for the night."