Mekatha couldn't help getting furious when she heard Rainer's vicious words.

Now that it has fallen into Rainer's hands, G8 obviously has no chance for revenge. As a woman, she is born with a huge political disadvantage.

Without the foundation of the Kingdom of Bazaran, and to be imprisoned in the monastery, she would never have even the slightest chance to make a comeback.

Originally, she had planned to accept such a fate, even if she couldn't avenge her father and brother, she could only admit her fate. After all, she had exhausted all the methods and failed to succeed.

But her son is her last hope, a wish that she cannot fulfill. Mekasha hopes to let her son fulfill it. Even if he can’t do it, it’s no longer necessary to be able to stay in the kingdom of Bazaran and become a king. Good results.

But now, Rainer not only dampened her determination to get revenge, but also took his son in his hands.

How does the son who is held by Rainer become a king? In the end, besides becoming his puppet, is there any other choice?

Mekasha clearly knows this. Judging from his attitude towards himself just now, the person in front of him is no longer the affectionate teenager.

People will always change. Ten years have passed, and Leiner is already in his thirties. In the past two decades, he is enough to change a person without even knowing him.

Leiner now only has love for her relatives. In addition to rights, the most important thing for her is the family, parents, wives, sons, and brothers.

"You die for me! Go to die! Why don't you die!"

The anger in Mekatha's heart has reached the point where it can't be added, she almost lost her mind, and suddenly rushed towards Rainer.

Mekasha's face is very beautiful, but in any case, she is not good-looking when she is in a crazy state, she is just a crazy woman who loses her mind.

Lena's physical fitness is also strong, and Mae Kasha leaped forward, frowning and kicking out.

This kick hit Mekasha's chest, and her voice was a rush, she fell back fiercely, and then fell to the ground.

Rainer frowned and looked at Mekasha who fell on the ground. He suddenly didn't feel any familiar feelings, but rather bored.

"Come here!" Reiner didn't want to entangle with Mekasha anymore, he shouted to the door, and the two entourages walked in in response.

"Your Majesty, what's your order?"

"Take her out for me, take care of her, don't have any accidents!" Rainer sat back on his big felt bed and said to the two entourages.

Amidst Mekatha's hateful eyes and bursts of coughing, she was taken out.

Then, Rainer took off his clothes on his own, leaving only a velvet underwear, lying on a felt bed made of several layers of felt, ready to go to sleep.

The sun at more than eight o'clock in the morning is very vicious for people who want to sleep, but fortunately, Rainer's big tent is very thick, and only a small amount of sunlight can penetrate through the gaps.

When he woke up again, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun in the sky was already westward, and the camp, which was still quiet before, became lively.

They have cleaned the battlefield, and the efficiency is very high while tens of thousands of people are working at the same time. It only takes one or two hours to clean up the battlefield.

Except for the fleshy foam on the ground that is difficult to converge and the blood deep in the soil, there is no root hair left on the battlefield.

A large number of trophies were reduced. Fortunately, there were not too many trophies on the frontal battlefield. During the confrontation, only a mere 8,000 soldiers were killed, and nearly half of them were still in Leiner’s Central Army. The rest is the record of the two wings.

Therefore, the trophies were divided up in a hurry, but there was no conflict.

The low-level soldiers who have obtained a lot of treasures choose to sell all their trophies directly.

The businessmen's sense of smell is still very keen, and they almost immediately received the news of His Majesty's victory. They had planned to make other plans and had a better way to make a fortune in a blink of an eye.

This group of merchants who were extremely eager for money brought silver coins, copper, and even gold coins to the outside of the barracks, hoping to ask your majesty to get his permission to buy the trophies in the hands of these soldiers.

Reiner manages the army very strictly. The camp gate and the fence are a piece of heaven, dividing the inside and outside of the camp into two worlds, guarded by his own direct standing army.

Therefore, even if some soldiers prepared to walk out of the camp gate or trade with each other through the fence, they failed.

Everyone is waiting for His Majesty to wake up from his sleep and give the permission order from his supreme golden mouth.

Rainer was stunned for a moment when he listened to the words of his entourage. The keenness of these merchants indeed exceeded his expectations.

Then he said: “Since the soldiers are willing and the merchants also pay, don’t stop them, but let them trade in an orderly manner. Anyway, they have three days of rest and two hours a day for them to trade. .

Having said this, Rainer thought about it again, and said, "Also, every day, two thousand soldiers can go to the imperial capital to announce the victory of this war... There are things that cannot be sold for these soldiers to take to the city. Sell!"

"Hmm..." Having said this, Rainer thought in his heart.

He suddenly felt that it might be a good idea to hold a grand military parade again to celebrate this hearty victory.

Not only can it be a powerful weapon, but it can also strengthen the citizens' sense of belonging to themselves as the emperor.

But soon, he rejected this idea. It was too hasty for only three days. The soldiers still need to rest. After three days, they will go west. Let them have a rest~lightnovelpub.net ~ It’s not too late to hold a military parade after you regain the West, get back everything you should take.

Rainer's order was passed out, and there was a huge cheer. The soldiers hurriedly returned to their tents to take out all kinds of goods and prepared to sell them to the merchants.

The first group of two hundred businessmen came in, they walked back and forth, wandering through tents, spending huge sums of money to buy these trophies.

More than 30,000 silver coins entered the pockets of the soldiers in this short afternoon, and there are still many soldiers who still have a lot of trophies that have not been sold, not to mention that the bulk of the trophies are actually all In the hands of the lords.

The camp has become a sea of ​​joy, with hearty victories, glorious victories, surviving on the cruel battlefield, and such a huge amount of wealth. How can this not surprise them?

After the transaction was over, the merchants were driven out of the camp by the fierce military police, that is, Sergeant Merland of Rainer, and the marching pot was set up, and the soldiers' dinners were being cooked in it.

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