After a short battle, the battle of this long-distance attack was finally decided.

After a two-hour march, Aigron gave his army a break, and then charged with all his strength, taking down the fort on the hill in one fell swoop, and after the fort fell, the commanding heights also fell into his hands.

Although the reinforcements stationed in the port saw that the situation was not good, they had tried to retreat and returned to the port to organize defense. However, under the order of Aegron, the reunited army immediately pursued and rushed into the port unstoppable.

Judging from the current situation, his final victory is only a matter of time.

Aigron stood on the hill, looking down at the small port in the distance, and stood blankly for a moment.

In addition to the dead people that can be seen everywhere, there are wounded soldiers lying on the ground everywhere as far as they can see. Some of them have to endure it, and some of them are in unbearable pain, and they let out the wailing of the dying.

There is no doubt that most of these wounded soldiers will probably die.

He didn't want to pretend to be miserable hypocritically, but looking at the pale and twisted faces of these dying people, he couldn't be happy at all, so that victory seemed to fade away.

Is it all worth it?

Deep down, he didn't know the answer - but he knew he had sacrificed too much, and he will do the same again.

If you are not used to it, get used to it as soon as possible. He said to himself in his heart.

He had to talk to all those generals and get used to taking casualties as ordinary numbers, because if he was to mourn for every casualty, he wouldn't have to do anything else.

As if to dilute his stagnation at the moment, Aigron found Edmund Dantes passing in front of him.

"Edmund." Agron stopped him immediately.

Edmund Dantes turned his head slowly, then stopped, and then saluted him. "Your Majesty! I have fulfilled my oath."

In front of Aegron, his posture was humble and respectful, but if you look closely, you can feel the vicious and violent killing aura from this person.

In just a few hours, he seemed to be a different person, exuding a completely different atmosphere from the inside to the outside.

Aegron clearly felt that the man in front of him seemed to be a fierce beast who had escaped from the cage. He was murderous and seemed to be looking for the next victim and prey.

"You just killed someone?" Agron asked.

Immediately after asking, he realized that he was asking a superfluous question - the blood on Edmund Dantes had already proved what he had just experienced.

"Yes, and more than one," Edmund Dantes admitted frankly.

Then, he spread his blood-stained hand towards Aegron, "I pierced a man's chest with a saber, and he fell down in front of me howling."

Aigron looked at Edmund Dantès carefully, watching his expression.

Although a lot of indifference compared to usual, but at least not crazy, but the mental state is very wrong.

It seems that his experience of fighting on the front line today has given him too much mental shock.

This is not the result he wants to see - he wants to use blood to temper his Count of Monte Cristo, but he never thought of making him crazy because of bloodthirsty.

"How do you feel?" he asked cautiously.

"I thought I would be very disgusted, but now I find it is much easier than I thought." Edmund Dantes looked at the young man calmly, "I don't like taking people's lives, but when I really When I do, I won't be afraid."

Aegron wanted to say a few more words, but he felt that he didn't know what to say.

"Have a good rest." In the end, he just stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder lightly, "I am very satisfied with your performance... Edmund, you are worthy of the trust I have in you, and work hard in the future. Well, I'll make you soar."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your trust in me... However, I don't think it's time to rest yet." Edmund Dantes said, pointing to the distant port, "The battle there is not over yet, Allow me to go and charge for you again."

"Enough!" Aegron cut him off sharply. "I just said you can rest now!"

Edmund Dantès was stunned. He looked at the young man in astonishment, not understanding why the other party suddenly spoke so harshly.

However, he instinctively lowered his gaze, not daring to argue with the young man again, and quietly waiting for his next reprimand.

"Edmund, don't misunderstand, I don't have any opinion on you, on the contrary, I'm thinking of you." Seeing his lowered eyebrows, Aegron's tone softened. "I am very satisfied that you are brave and more than I could have asked for. But what I need is a Count of Monte Cristo, wise, calm, courageous, and not lacking in the iron will of life and death, to come for me Work, but I don't want to see a bloodthirsty devil, a madman who takes pleasure in taking lives, which is very harmful to me and to you."

After a pause, he continued, "I hope that you can enjoy the good life in the future like a normal person while making contributions to me - because I promised to give you this kind of life. Now, wake me up quickly! Edmund Dantès."

After Aigron called out his full name, as if chanting some kind of spell, Edmund Dantes suddenly shuddered, and the nerves that had been numb seemed to be rejuvenated.

He looked at his hands again.

Yeah, there's enough blood on it, it's time to take a break.

He slowly raised his head and looked around, the world seemed to be alive again.

He recalled the fight he experienced just now. Although it was only a few minutes ago, it seemed so vague and distant.

"Edmund, although we sometimes have to commit to killing, we must not take pleasure in killing. Because there are still many beautiful things waiting for us in this world." At this time, the young man spoke again.

This is a plain sentence, but at the moment Edmund Dantes heard it, but he almost fell into tears.

This young man rescued himself, pulled himself out of the muddy dungeon of Château d'Eve, gave him the title of earl, gave him trust and status - in addition, he respected himself, cared about himself, It even promises a better life in the future.

Objectively speaking, if there is a savior in his life full of ups and downs, then he must be the image of this young man.

And although he is very young, he is sometimes like a philosopher who understands the world, and can easily say some words that make him admire.

Maybe God predestined some people to be extraordinary.

"Your Majesty... Thank you." He reluctantly controlled his thoughts, then looked at Aegron gratefully, "The greatest luck in my life is to come under your command to serve you."

Although this kind of remark sounded a bit nauseous, Aegron was quite happy - he believed that the other party said it sincerely, not a deliberate compliment.

"Okay, you've proved yourself enough today, let's stop here. Now I'm going to give you a new task..." Aegron laughed again, and then pointed to the corpses and wounded scattered everywhere, " You wait and bring someone to clean up the battlefield, bury the dead and treat the wounded, including the dead Turkish soldiers, gather up and bury them."

Aigron felt that Edmund Dantès had been slaughtered and lost his head today. Let him be responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and burying the dead, which might cool down his manic blood as soon as possible, so he arranged this task.

"Okay, Your Majesty." Edmund Dantes agreed without thinking.

After a while, he hesitated again, "Your Majesty, we have captured some prisoners before, what do you think we should do with them?"

Agron froze for a moment.

Because there were too many issues to consider before, he did not consider this issue.

But now, now that the Turks have been at war, they have to face this problem head-on.

What should be done with the prisoners?

It's obviously impossible to put them back, but it doesn't seem appropriate to stay here--I have so many people in my hands now, and it's not worth it if I have to assign people to look after the prisoners.

What's more, keeping the captives around is bound to be a destabilizing factor.

What should be done then? Are they all shot or thrown into the sea?

Aigron immediately rejected this idea-he was not really here for the Greeks, and he himself had no grievances with the Turks. On the battlefield, everyone fought with swords, and it was reasonable to kill or be killed. What people will say, but if the prisoners are killed indiscriminately, it will inevitably give him a brutal image, which does not meet his needs.

And if he did, and he fought the Turks in the future, they would surely resist to the death, which would be a great disadvantage for him.

After thinking for a while, Aegron made a decision - that is to throw the pot out.

"Gather the captives, **** them back by boat, and hand them over to the Greeks." Aigron ordered Edmund Dantes, "respect them, be kind to them along the way, and don't insult them. Or loot their belongings."

"Those Greeks and Turks have a deep hatred. If the prisoners fall into their hands, I'm afraid..." Edmund Dantes thought of something, but did not continue.

"Maybe so, but so what? I can't control everyone." Aegron shrugged indifferently, he didn't care about the fate of these captives, as long as he didn't kill them himself. "After we hand over the captives to them, we are not responsible for the rest. Even if the Greeks do kill them, as long as we don't get this vile blood on our hands, that's fine."

Edmund Dantes was silent.

Although he also knew that this was not appropriate, he really couldn't think of a better way.

After experiencing the fight just now, his heart has also hardened a lot. Like Aegron, for him, as long as these prisoners are not killed by himself, his conscience can be fooled.

"Okay, I see." He nodded.

"If we have prisoners in the future, we will do the same. We can't let the prisoners get in our way." Aegron added, "Of course, I will mention it to Panos and the others, so that they don't let the prisoners get in the way." After killing everything, at most they can do hard labor... I give them one million a month, I believe they will listen to my opinion."

After Aigron's addition, Edmund Dantès was even more indifferent.

"Okay, Your Majesty, I will execute it according to your will." He nodded convincingly.

At this moment, Aigron noticed that someone was walking towards him.

The two looked up at the same time, and found that it was Edgar de Treville.

Because he was a friend, the captain of the guard, Andre Davout, did not stop him, and let Edgar rush all the way to the young man.

"Your Majesty, congratulations on your victory!" Edgar stopped two or three steps in front of Aegron, and then, without stopping, bowed and saluted the young man with exaggerated movements. "Your prestige will surely be famous all over the world!"

Aigron looked at Edgar calmly, with a sneer in his heart.

Compared with Edmund Dantes, who volunteered and took the lead in charging, Edgar was much "smarter".

Although he followed the large army and marched in a hurry, once he arrived here, he hid in the back, intentionally or not, without risking himself a little bit of gunfire.

Aegron had noticed this for a long time, but he had never thought of letting Edgar charge for himself, so he didn't care.

I just didn't expect that Edgar would happily run over to congratulate himself just after the situation was settled.

In a sense, it's quite a jester's sense of smell... Aegron complained in his heart.

On the surface, however, he remained calm.

"God bless, we won this victory. But this is only the first step, there are many challenges waiting for us, and it is not the time to be happy." He replied calmly.

"Your humility is as awe-inspiring as your talent." Edgar immediately complimented the young man again, and then took the initiative to ask, "Please allow me to use my insignificant talent to leave a commemorative painting for you, Seeing your image at the moment, I can't hold back my desire to create."

"Really? Very good, then I'm looking forward to your work, Edgar." Aigron nodded with a smile.

Just when Edgar was secretly delighted, Aegron suddenly changed his words, "However, I have other things for you to do right now."

"What's the matter?" Edgar asked nervously.

"I just asked Edmund to take care of the dead and rescue the wounded." Aigron said, while looking at Edmund Dantes, "It happens that he is short of manpower, so you should come with him too. ."

Edgar's mood suddenly fell to rock bottom.

He had seized the opportunity and thought that he could congratulate His Majesty at the happiest moment, but he did not expect to be self-defeating, but he got such a task.

He turned his head to look at the bleeding corpses lying on the ground in the distance, and suddenly felt the urge to vomit.

"What's the matter, Edgar?" Aegron asked in a low voice. "Aren't you happy? Then maybe I should assign you some tasks that are more like a warrior..."

"No, Your Majesty, I'd love to!" Edgar shuddered, then answered loudly.