Todd, who had restored his human form, walked on the streets of Froststone City.

Due to the scattered residential areas and the undulating terrain, Froststone City covers an area much larger than Muxi City. Comparing the two, the former is about twice the size of the latter.

Without the appearance of a tyrant, the people who passed by Todd couldn't connect this ordinary young man with the supreme son of the gods.

But Todd enjoys the feeling of being in the market, but Evie who is next to him doesn't think so.

"My duty is to kill the enemy, not to wander around with you..."

Carrying a sword and shield, Yi Wei with a dissatisfied face said with a headache looking at the bustling crowd in front of her, listening to the various noises in her ears.

Todd stopped in front of a fruit stand, looked at the freshly picked fruits on the stand, smiled and said: "There shouldn't be fights and fights in life. Learning to relax is the more important thing."

Evie turned sideways to avoid pedestrians, shook her head and said: "When the enemy's weapon slashes at your head, I don't think relaxing can help you dodge faster."

As if he hadn't heard Evie's words, Todd argued over the price with the vendor of the fruit stand for a while, and finally paid for a few wild melons.

Looking at the fruit that Todd handed over, Evie's eyes widened: "Did you know? As long as you give an order, the believers are willing to offer anything to you."

"I know."

"Then why are you wasting your tongue over a few copper coins?"

"This is what I mean by relaxation."

Todd smiled and smashed the wild melon, ate the sweet melon flesh inside, and nodded approvingly to the fruit vendor.

The latter watched the customer eating happily and in a good mood, and then gave the other party a string of peaches from his stall.

In this way, the enthusiastic Todd, with a stinky face Evie, holding a full of fruits and snacks, walking and strolling, gradually came to a huge square.

There are crowds of people here, and it is very lively. At first glance, there are thousands of people gathered. But Todd looked around and saw no vendors or shops.

Finding a relatively remote high place, Todd ate the mountain chestnuts in his hand, and asked Evie: "Where is this place? How come there are so many people?"

Evie said casually: "A battle rally."

"Military merit rally?" Todd was waiting to ask again, and the fierce quarrel from the square caught his attention.

Todd took a closer look and found that among the brawlers, Ackerman was also inside.

This guy with a gorgeous armor and two moustaches, akimbo, shouted at a battle group commander from the Holy Acropolis opposite: "The Red Branch battle group is the first to rush into Ozd! When attacking the city gate, we lost dozens of brothers... By the way! There are also two catapults! We should be ranked first in the distribution of trophies!"

The saint guards on the opposite side refused to give in at all: "The Windhammer battle group withstood the impact of the enemy's heavy cavalry. Without us, you would have rotted in the soil!"

At this time, Fried, an veteran barbarian warrior representing the Falcons, also joined in: "When attacking the inner city of Ozd, if it weren't for the group of my fearless subordinates, using human explosives, Blast the city wall, can you still stand here and talk now?!"

Immediately afterwards, there were dozens of representatives of war groups, large and small, participating in the scolding battle.

Speaking of excitement, some people rolled up their sleeves, took off their coats, and were ready to fight at any time.

Seeing the worry that appeared on Todd's face, Evie curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Don't worry, they can't fight, they are all waiting."

Todd, who heard a new term, turned his head in surprise: "What...what?"

Evie didn't bother to speak any more, pointed straight ahead, and motioned Todd to see for himself.

Before long, the five shamans walked out with a group of admirers. The square, which was still tense at first, suddenly calmed down.

Everyone closed their mouths unanimously, and all their eyes fell on the book in the shaman's hands.

Shaman Todd, headed by him, couldn't be more familiar with it. It was Minnie, who was also the first group of people who followed her to run the Froststone Camp.

She leaned on a cane, walked up to the stone platform in the square, sat on the wooden chair moved by the believer, and nodded to her partner next to her.

The shaman next to Minnie opened the book in his hand and said loudly: "The first one to attack the wall of Ozd... is the Red Branch, 7 points! The one who defeated the Cavalry was the Windhammer. Regiment, 4 points! It was the Barracudas that killed the highest commander of the defending army, 4 points! The first to break the inner city of Ozd was the Falcons, 5 points..."

Todd opened his mouth in surprise: "What is this doing?"

Evie took a dogtail in her mouth, just sat down, and said boredly, "Just look at it."

The shaman loudly announced the meritorious goal, the name of the battle group and the score obtained on the stage.

The commanders of the battle group were nervously counting the scores in the audience.

A bunch of sturdy guys in each battle group, pouting their buttocks, squatted on the ground to form a circle, using the paper and pen they had prepared, desperately calculating the final score of their respective battle group.

In Todd's eyes, this scene is almost like a group of elementary school students who have just finished the exam, gathering together to calculate their scores.

"This...this is..." Todd looked at the picture before him, hesitated for a long time, and didn't know how to evaluate this military merit system, so he finally said with a wry smile: "Who came up with this method?"

Evie was stunned for a moment, and hummed: "Rachell."

Hearing this name, Todd was silent for a while, and then said: "She chose this method, there should be her reasons..."

Evie did not speak, but thrust her sword heavily into the soil.

From breaking through the city gate, to defeating the enemy, to warning the enemy, and finally to the number of enemies killed, all the achievements of the Battle of Ozd were quantified and expressed in the form of scores, which were clear at a glance.

"Before the battle, my sisters rode griffins to survey the combat targets, and informed the shaman assembly of relevant information." Evie said while looking at the center of the square: "The shaman and the commander After we learned about the enemy’s situation, at the pre-war meeting, we determined the merits and scores based on this information."

"Of course, this score is not set in stone. Some castles have higher walls and more arrow towers, and the scores for breaking through the gates will be higher; some enemy armies have stronger combat effectiveness, and their scores will be eliminated. Will improve accordingly."

"Before the war, the scores of all combat exploits were determined, and the battle group commanders then selected their own offensive direction and tactical targets based on their respective strengths. Some large battle groups, with many soldiers and complete weapons and armors, would choose several. The merits with higher scores; and some small battle groups are weaker. It is possible for four or five to join together to deal with a relatively simple merit goal."

"After the war is over, the shamans will, based on the inspection reports of the supervising team and the griffon knights, determine whether the combat goals selected by the large groups before the battle have been completed. If they are completed, they will be given corresponding points; if they are not completed , Then the total score will be reduced accordingly."

Todd heard this and asked interestedly: "What if there is a battle group because the total score is negative because it has not completed the set goal?"

Evie shrugged: "Then they will be miserable. According to the performance of the battlefield and the consequences of defeat, the lightest punishment for a defeated group is to disband on the spot. The heaviest punishment may be that all members are reduced to slaves, and the commander is Imprisoned, waiting for the judgment of the Son of the Gods. Fortunately, since Froststone City started the war, there has not been such a serious battle failure."

Todd nodded thoughtfully.

During the time the two were talking, the achievements of the Battle of Ozd were also counted.

The leader of Casper and Ackerman overwhelmed the refugees from the Holy Acropolis by two points and achieved the first victory in the Battle of Ozd.

According to advance reservations, first, they can give priority to selecting prisoners to supplement the missing members of the battle group; second, after the shamans take a small part of the spoils as a sacrifice to the children of the gods, they can give priority to the remaining Among the trophies, a certain amount of items were selected and put into the bag; in the end, the battle group gained the right to prioritize the selection of combat targets during the next foreign battle.

Seeing Ackerman leading his men, taking away the most valuable treasure~lightnovelpub.net~ and eagerly picking away the most beautiful slave girl, Todd said to Evie with some worry: "This Wouldn't this kind of distribution method arouse hatred among the battle groups?"

Evie looked at Todd in surprise: "Hate? Why hate? The commander set the combat goal beforehand, relying on his own ability and bravery to fight, and obtained wealth equivalent to hard work. Others will only respect and envy him. How can there be such a psychology of hatred?!"

Todd was speechless for a while.

Evie pointed to the shamans on the high platform and said: "Furthermore, if the commander is dissatisfied with the distribution, he can find the shaman to assemble and appeal... In Froststone City, the soldiers pay most attention to honor and Belief, no one wants to be dragged into **** by evil spirits when facing Asgard after death because of their own momentary greed."

Todd nodded unconsciously when he heard this.

In the soul space, the reason why he introduced the ancient Egyptian mythology on the basis of the legends of the gods was to exhort believers to think twice about good and evil before speaking and doing things.

However, the belief in Froststone City caused by this move was something that the initiator never expected.