Chapter 1958 The Fate of the Surrender
When the speech of the nation’s surrender was finished in the square, the Queen of Midgard didn’t even know how she left the square. She could hear someone behind her. Weeping uncontrollably, some were shocked and cursing, while others were cheering and clapping. She could feel that most of the people who heard it were at a loss, but they seemed so reasonable.
She walked back to the city hall step by step, her body and limbs numb, her head dizzy and blank, until the boiling sounds in the square gradually disappeared, and she fell to the ground as if she had lost all strength. Soon, the guards sent by Wang Quan to protect her helped her up. She threw away the hands of the two men in disgust, but she could not move her feet at all, until she fainted again.
Fried was very satisfied with this speech. Although the people in Midgard generally knew that the country had failed in the war, it was another story to hear the surrender from the Queen in person. Something happened. Fried knew that in less than two days, the newspapers in Midgard would be filled with the Queen's declaration of surrender, which would be of great help to their occupation.
He returned to the office very confident, and even the injuries on his body were not that important. He called Faradin to prepare for a new journey, and good news came one after another. The first batch of 1,500 desert rock tortoises trained by hunter Marshall on the West Coast has become an army. These rock tortoises live around the desert, can travel long distances in the desert and the Gobi, and are extremely resistant to thirst and hunger. They can carry nearly three tons of weight. Weighing tons, each one can carry an average of about two tons of supplies. Except for the slightly slow speed, they have always been an important source of power in the desert.
Faradin was also a little happy when he heard the news: "Marshal, how did you train Marshall so quickly? You got so many 1,500 of them at once?"
Fried said: "She got it from the folk and folklore of the West Coast. Countries around the desert have the habit of domesticating some desert rock tortoises. These rock tortoises have been domesticated before, and they are gathered together and tamed again. Of course it’s easier than the wild ones.”
Faradin said happily: “1,500 rock turtles are not enough, but they are enough to cover our logistical problems, transporting them from the western desert to St. Piccolo. There is still about 1 ton left on the Asian border, right? In addition, the Storm Country and the Rhine Country have agreed to provide us with logistical support, and a batch of space artifacts will be brought to us soon. In addition, a team of 200 mages will be assigned to protect our food. I calculated that these artifacts can accommodate a total of about 60 tons of supplies at one time, but the round trip speed is much faster than that of the Desert Rock Turtle. Logistics supplies can basically remain stable."
Fried said with satisfaction: "That's true. We can't expect them to lend the country's mages and space equipment. Even if we use a team of 200 mages who don't have space magic, it's better than using soldiers to protect and transport food. They can at least ensure reliable replenishment of water resources. Now that the west coast is basically stable, it's time to move Marshall here. A new arsenal has been established.”
Faradin asked: “Marshal, are we leaving here early tomorrow morning?”
Freed nodded.
Faradin said: "I heard from the prison that they have been trying to persuade the captured enemies to surrender in the past few days, and several of them agreed to surrender to us, including the white-clothed leader of the Prisoner's Gate. Man, I remember he was a marshal focused on "
Fried's eyes lit up: "Show me quickly."
Beruch came to a newly built red brick room wearing white casual clothes. , Accompanying him here is the thin Belika. When they saw Fried waiting for them in the room, Belluc immediately knelt down on one knee and said: "Beruch pays homage to the Generalissimo."
Belika also knelt down when she saw this. .
Fried helped Belika up before approaching, then looked down at the back of Belluc's head and said: "You can defeat and subdue my deputy marshal. Your nickname of Invincible God is really amazing."
Beluke said: "On the battlefield, the enemy I know, I just do what I should do." Fried asked: "I heard that you were a soldier in the army before?"
"Yes." Belluc replied: "I used to be a foreigner in another country. I was a junior officer, but I was sentenced to prison for a failed mission. Later, I became a mercenary, and then changed my career to join the underworld. It wasn’t until Bodokasiji came with the Prisoner’s Gate that I became a prisoner. The white-clad leader of the Disciple’s Gate.”
Fried said: "Now the Prisoner's Gate has only been beaten away, the organization is still there, and Potokasijie, known as the 'Emperor', is also still alive. Are you sure you are willing to surrender to me? Become one of my subordinates?”
Belluc said: "I don't have any favorable impression of the Prisoner's Gate, only hatred. Surrendering to Bodokasi Jie is also a last resort. In fact, I have been thinking about breaking away from the Prisoner's Gate, and now is an opportunity for me."< br>
Fried nodded and said: "Actually, if you are not willing to surrender to me, I will I also agree to let you go. As long as you are no longer our enemy, I will let you go now." He said to Faradin: "Unlock the magic restrictions on them."
Faradin thought to the marshal. Didn't you always want to recruit him? Why did you suddenly let him go? But you still followed the marshal's words.
Fried asked Belluc to stand up and said to him: "Don't worry, this is not a temptation. It is definitely not a true surrender. Sooner or later, you will still find a chance to leave." He turned to Bellica and said : "You were once a member of the Black Feather Battalion , I sympathize with your situation, and I won’t make things difficult for you, so if you want to leave, you can leave now.”
Belika looked at Belluc’s neck from behind, but Belluc didn’t. He didn't move, but said slowly: "For me What do I want to do in the future? Return to my old career, or do something else? I'm also confused about my future. Maybe it would be good to live in seclusion in a certain country and become a rich and powerful squire. But that's not what I want to do now, Marshal. I believe you are sincere in letting us leave, but I have not thought about what I am going to do. Maybe once I know what I want to do, I will leave, but now I am really willing to work for you."
Fried turned to Belika and asked: "What about you?"
Belika said: "Wherever he is, I will be there."
Fried looked satisfied and A gratified smile: "Okay, from now on, you will He is my subordinate and one of us!”
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The next day, Fried took his personal guards, Belluc and Bellica II. People left Huangtu City to pursue the advance army of the Eastern Expedition. And just after they left, a piece of unfortunate news came from Huangtu City. The Queen of Midgard committed suicide on the sixth floor of the City Hall...
(End of this chapter)