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Chapter 639 The difference between adults and sluts

The head of state has already apologized to Reggie, and Reggie naturally has no reason to hold back.

We are all allies, and the understanding between each other is due, but not free.

Reggie put forward a condition that the White Tower Country would transport four million pounds of iron stone to the Snow Breaking Country. Matthias frowned and said, "Is this asking for payment for the war? Isn't the assistance between allies free of charge?"

"I can give you artillery and artillery shells for free, shouldn't you support me with steel for free?" Reggie sneered, "Does it seem to you that the people who give for free must be the Snow Breakers, and all you have to do is harvest.

Is that all?”

Mathias looked at Alfred, and Emperor Tianxing smiled and said, "Emperor Suixue is right, aid is meant for each other."

Mathias agreed to Reggie's request, not only this time, but also every month, he would send four million pounds of ore to the Snow Breaking Country.

This sounds a bit ridiculous. After losing so much iron ore, Mathias not only did not feel distressed, but was in a good mood. He formulated the next battle plan and no longer kept secrets from Reggie.

Reggie really couldn't understand his thoughts. The head of state looked more and more like a bitch.

After Alfred's analysis, Reggie roughly understood the reason.

"If a neighbor gives you gifts every day, you will feel that he has some evil intentions, whether it is your house or your wife. In short, there is a price behind it that you cannot bear.

One day you want to eat fish, and your neighbor gives you two fresh fish, but offers to exchange a piece of mutton. You will feel at ease, because this is a transaction with an open price.

There are no free gifts in this world. If you don't want anything, it proves that you want everything from him."

These are the so-called rules, rules between people. But in Reggie's opinion, such rules are of no use or are useless. If Reggie really has ulterior motives, even if he accepts Mathias

The ore can still take away everything from him.

There was no need to discuss these ideas with Alfred, Reggie didn't want to waste time arguing, and the Skystar Emperor had more important things to say.

"I'm leaving. The war in Dier is tense. I can't leave them alone." Alfred poured Reggie a glass of wine. "I know that Matthias is not an easy person to get along with. If one day

If you can't restrain your anger and want to kill him, you must remember our original intention of coming here."

Reggie didn't want to face Matthias alone, but Alfred's departure from the White Tower Country was the right choice, not only for the country of Dill, but also related to the safety of the entire continent.

There is a mysterious group in the Broken Snow Country. They are called arithmetic officers. These people are composed of the academic elites in the city. Each person can receive a high salary of two hundred gold coins per year.

But they must abide by strict laws. Once they become arithmetic officers, they cannot resign for life, cannot leave Suixue City, and cannot reveal their identities. Once they violate the laws, the death penalty awaits them.

The mission of the arithmetic officer is to carefully analyze every detail on the battlefield to predict possible outcomes.

Taking the last battle as an example, the record officer reported the details of the battle to Shattering Snow City, and the arithmetic officer quickly made a calculation.

At that time, the Mud Demon was less than two feet away from the ground, and there were only less than 40 guards and 200 artillerymen around Reggie. (The rest of the guards were followed by Modessa to stop Caesar).

Judging from the traces in the ground, after Yang Qiu's spell was interrupted, the Mud Demon Wise Man was still alive, but he lost the ability to direct the battle.

According to previous data analysis, the success rate of Yang Qiu's magic circle is less than 70%.

Based on this, coupled with other detailed calculations, the probability of Reji's death is close to 90%. If Yang Qiu's magic circle had the slightest error, Reji would have left this world forever.

And he was not the only one to die, the Emperor Tianxing and the Head of the White Tower were not spared either.

After a narrow escape, it can only be said that Reggie was lucky enough.

If a similar encounter happens next time, it's hard to imagine whether the balance of luck will still favor Reggie.

They are the three most important rulers on the Origino continent. They cannot appear on the same battlefield frequently. Although Reggie does not want to think about his own affairs, he must leave the last hope for the continent.

In midsummer, the humidity and heat in the White Tower Kingdom were unbearable. Matthias sat in the front line on a war horse, and Reggie sat in a carriage and walked in the rear group.

They conquered four cities one after another. It is hard to imagine that a team that has won consecutive battles seems lifeless.

Reggie didn't want to talk to Mathias unless necessary, and Mathias didn't want to hear Reggie's voice.

The attitude of the head of state affected the soldiers. During the march, even if they were walking side by side, the soldiers of the two countries would not talk to each other.

At dusk, the soldiers set up camp and started cooking. The food for the Baita people was very simple. They were divided into hundreds of teams. Each team cooked a large pot of wheat porridge, added a few picked wild vegetables, and sprinkled a handful of wheat porridge.

Salt is a meal.

The Snowman's dinner is not complicated either. The food is prepared by the chef. Each soldier will receive a pound of bread, a bowl of broth, a cup of ale, a piece of tobacco and an iron box.

The iron box is about the same size as the palm of your hand. It has no lid and needs to be cut open with a dagger. It contains a paste made of beef and flour. The aroma is very attractive.

The soldiers of the White Tower Kingdom naturally did not dare to expect to eat meat. A full meal of wheat porridge was already a rare luxury for them.

When eating, the White Tower people would try to stay away from the Snowman, but today's situation was a bit special. An injured soldier began to lose consciousness, but he kept repeating one sentence over and over again.

"I want to eat some meat..."

In the last battle, this soldier had one of his legs cut off by the claws of a sand demon. He stubbornly killed the sand demon and saved a comrade, but his wound became seriously infected.

With the current medical technology of the White Tower people, this soldier had no chance of surviving.

He had fainted twice before. If he fainted again, he might never wake up. He wanted to eat some meat, which might be his last wish.

A soldier emptied his pocket and whispered: "I still have a few coppers, let's buy him some meat."

Another soldier said: "Where can I buy meat in this damn place?"

"They have meat, just buy some." The soldier pointed to the crushed snowman who was eating a can.

"Are you crazy? We can't talk to them. The head of state will kill us!"

After a long silence, everyone turned their attention to the centurion.

The centurion gritted his teeth, took out two silver coins from his pocket, and said to the soldier: "Go ahead and buy an iron box. Try to talk to them as little as possible. Once the head of state knows about it, he will push it all on."

On me."

The soldier took the silver coins, stood up but squatted down again, saying with tears: "I don't dare, I will be executed, and my family will be affected!"

"Which of you dares to go?" The centurion glanced at the crowd. The soldiers who risked their lives on the battlefield all lowered their heads at this moment.

"I want to eat, eat, eat some meat, just a little..."

Listening to the groans of the wounded soldiers, the centurion took back the silver coins and walked towards the Snowman's camp.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, he saw an orc warrior walking over.

"Can I ask you for a bowl of porridge?" the orc warrior pointed at Iron Skull in the camp and shouted, "Our general wants to drink porridge, but the porridge cooked by the cook is too bad! We don't want it in vain, take something.

Exchange with you!"

After saying that, the orc warrior placed three iron boxes on the ground: "One can is fish, one is beef, and one is mutton. Just exchange it for a bowl of porridge!"


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