Chapter 1883: The fate of the surrender

When the speech of the national surrender was finished in the square, Queen Midgart didn't even know how she left the square. She could hear someone crying behind her, some in consternation and cursing, and some cheering. And clap your hands. She could feel that most of the people who heard it were at a loss, but it seemed so reasonable.
She walked back to the city hall step by step, her body and limbs were numb, and her head was dizzy and blank, until the boiling sound of the square gradually became inaudible, and she fell to the ground as if she was all over. Soon, the guards sent by the king to protect her helped her up. She threw away the hands of the two people in disgust, but couldn't move her feet at all until she fainted again.
Fried was very satisfied with this speech, although the people in Midgart generally knew that the country had failed in the war, but it was another matter to tell the surrender from the Queen's mouth. Fried knew that within two days, Midgart's domestic newspapers would be filled with the Queen's surrender declaration, which would greatly help their occupation.
He returned to the office very smug, even the injuries on his body were not so 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 that live on the periphery of the desert, can travel long distances in the desert and the Gobi, are extremely resistant to thirst and hunger, and can bear nearly three weights. With a weight of one ton, each can carry an average of about two tons of materials. Except for a slightly slower traveling speed, they have always been an important source of service in the desert.
Faradin was also a little overjoyed when he heard the news: "Marshal, how did Marshall train so fast? I got 1,500 so many in one go?"
Fried said: "She was collected from the civilians and the army on the west coast. The countries around the desert have the habit of domesticating some desert rock turtles. These rock turtles have been domesticated, but they were collected and tamed again. Of course It's easier than wild ones."
Faradin said happily: "1500 rock turtles are not enough, but it is enough to protect us from certain logistical problems. How can we still have about 1 ton left from the desert west to the border of St. Vicia? ? In addition, the Storm Country and the Rhine Country agreed to provide us with logistical support, and a batch of space artifacts will be brought to us for use soon, and a team of 200 wizards will be assigned to protect our food. A total of about 60 tons of supplies can be stored in a single transportation, but the round-trip speed is much faster than the desert rock tortoise. In this way, our logistics supplies can basically remain stable."
Freed said with satisfaction: "That's true. We can't expect them to lend us wizards and space equipment from across the country. Even if a team of 200 wizards does not know space magic, it is better than using warriors to provide food and food. They At least it can ensure a reliable supply of water resources. Now that the West Coast is basically stable, it is time to transfer Marshall here to form a new arsenal."
Faradin asked, "Marshal, shall we leave here early tomorrow morning?"
Fried nodded.
Faradin said: "I heard from the prison that they have been persuading the captured enemies to surrender again these days. Several agreed to surrender to us. This includes the white-clothed leader of the Criminal’s Gate. I remember him as The object of the marshal's focus."
Fried's eyes lit up: "Take me a look."
Beluk wore white casual clothes and came to a newly built red brick room, accompanied by the thin Belika. When they saw Fried waiting for them in the room, Beluk knelt on one knee and said: "Behruk pays homage to the general."
Upon seeing this, Belika also knelt down.
Before Fried approached, he lifted Berika up, and then looked down at the back of Beluk’s head and said: "You can defeat and subdue my deputy marshal. Your nickname of Undefeated Soft God is really amazing."
Beiruk said: "On the battlefield, the enemy and I are distinct, I just do what I should do.
Fried asked: "I heard that you were also a soldier in the army?"
"Yes." Beiruk replied: "I used to be a small military officer in another country. Later, I was sentenced and sent to prison for a failed mission. Then I became a mercenary, and then I became a gangster. It wasn't until Podokashijie brought the prisoner's door to kill that I became the white collar of the prisoner's door."
Fried said: "Now that the door of the criminals has only been beaten away, the organization is still there, and Potocassije, known as the'Emperor', is still alive. You are sure that you are willing to surrender to my command and become one of mine. Name subordinate?"
Beruk said: "I don't have any good feelings for the prisoner's door, only hate, and surrendering to Podokashijie is also compelling. In fact, I am already thinking about getting out of the prisoner, and now it is an opportunity for me."
Freed nodded and said: "In fact, if you don't want to fall to me, I also agree to let you go. As long as you are no longer an enemy of us, I will let you go now." Unlock the magic restrictions on them."
Faradin wondered if the marshal wanted to surrender him, why suddenly let him go, but he still did what the marshal told him.
Fried asked Beluk to stand up and said to him: "Don't worry, this is not a temptation. It must not be a sincere surrender. Sooner or later, he will find a chance to leave." He turned his head to Belika and said: "You used to be black Members of Yuying, I sympathize with your encounter. I will not embarrass you, so if you want to leave, you can leave now."
Berika looked at Beluk’s neck from behind. Beluk didn’t move, but slowly said,
For me, what do I want to do in the future? Return to my old career, or do something else? As a mercenary? I am also at a loss about the future. Maybe it’s good to live in a certain country and be a rich and powerful squire, but it’s not what I want to do now. Marshal, I believe you are sincere and sincere to let us go, and It’s not a temptation, but I didn’t think about what I’m going to do. Maybe I know what I want to do and I’ll leave, but now I’m really willing to serve you.

Fried turned to Belika, "What about you?"
Belika said: "Where is he, where I am."
Freed smiled satisfied and pleased: "Well, from now on, you will be my subordinates and one of us!"
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The next day, Fried left Loess City with his own guards, Beluk and Belika, to chase after the advance army. And just after they left, an unfortunate news came from Loess City. Queen Midgart committed suicide on the sixth floor of City Hall...
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