"Okay, stop the troops!" Zotra saw the thief dead, grabbing, and fleeing. There was no sign of organized resistance in his sight. He nodded and made the soldiers blew the horn.

The guards were excitedly searching for military merits and wealth. You should know that these thieves who were captured alive cannot redeem themselves, and no one paid the ransom for them, so they could only be sold as slaves. The money sold was the extra money of their own participants.

So after hearing the horn of withdrawal, they picked up the heads of the thieves who were hacked to death very neatly, tied up the captives who were captured alive, and took the opportunity to clear away the remaining thieves in their sight.

After counting the number of people in the entire team, Zuotra couldn't help but swell.

There are only more than 1,500 people now, and there are thousands of people missing. In other words, in just half a day, the two brigades were eaten by thieves. Even if they participated in the one-million-man war, they would not lose so much at once.

Thinking of this, Zotra couldn't help but remember the culprit and shouted coldly: "Where are the people from the First Team?"

When the remaining personnel from the brigade of Cons who had been uneasy when they heard the orders, they immediately walked to Zuotra and knelt down.

Seeing the first brigade less than 200 in front of him, Zotra suppressed his anger and roared: "Why are there so few people? Where is your captain?"

The only highest officer of the first brigade, the squadron leader, knelt forward and said in a grief voice: "The captain led us to wipe out the Mandala thieves group. Who knew that this Mandala thieves group was pretended to be the mountain group of the Shanyue tribe's allies. Even their leader, the double-sword mantis, Tang Feng, appeared in person. After a hard battle, although they were driven away, the captain also died. This is a list of people who died in battle." The squadron leader hurriedly handed over a report.

When he heard the mountain group, Zuotra raised his eyebrows.

If what they said was true, a squad would drive away the mountain group and there were 200 survivors, that would be a great achievement.

However, he had been deceived several times, but he would not believe this matter so easily. He took the report and looked at it a few times, and asked, "Where is your captain and chief of staff?"

"Aren't the Chief of Staff waiting to greet you?" The squadron leader was a little stunned. He thought that the chief of staff of his brigade was coming here with the marshal's team.

"He said that you encountered an attack from the Mandala thieves group of 3,000 people, and I need my coach to go to rescue me! I left a group of people to stay in place to take care of him, who was seriously injured. Didn't you see it when you came?"

Although he knew that the captain Chief of Staff was a traitor, Zotra still held his last expectation.

After all, no one wants a traitor to appear under his command.

The squadron leader was shocked: "When we came, we only saw five bodies of our soldiers. At that time, we realized that you may be in danger, so we rushed over and did not see the Chief of Staff at all..."

Zuotra slapped his thigh and scolded: "Damn it!"

The staff officers standing behind Zotra also cursed.

The squadron leader knew that the chief of staff of his brigade was the culprit who lured the marshal into the trap, so he couldn't help but shrink his head.

I am in trouble. Now the brigade is the highest commander with strong limbs. It seems that it would be a blessing not to mention being promoted.

After thinking for a while, Zuotra said, "All up, wait until I investigate and make a decision."

The squadron leader can only accept the order.

Seeing that the comrades began to count the results of the battle and clear the battlefield, the people from the gang of Cons could only stay aside with a frown. Now that they were suspected of not leaving, they had been disarmed and guarded.

Although the brothers around them did not scold them, their contemptuous eyes made them feel depressed and they could only curse the damn Chief of Staff.

While cursing, the squadron leader also tried his best to comfort everyone.

As long as the marshal investigates the truth, he will definitely be innocent, and he will deliberately talk about how much money he can sell the two thousand town thieves he caught and how much money he can share.

Compared to the expressions of everyone not leaving, Cons thought nothing and sat there silently looking up at the sky.

When night was about to fall, the guard brigade in the back formation also met with the marshal, and the troops waiting for the First Brigade who were eagerly waiting for the wounded and investigate the truth rushed back.

During a treacherous wait, the guards guarding the First Battalion evacuated, and the logistics forces began to build camps and distribute food and equipment. All this showed that they had cleared their innocence, and the First Battalion immediately cheered.

The next day, the marshal's promotion began to confirm his military merits.

The squadron leader of the First Battalion was promoted to major and became the squadron leader. The squadron leader of Cons belonged to, and the squadron leader was also promoted to the first level, becoming the squadron leader and the squadron leader. But what is surprising is that from beginning to end, there was no name from Cons, and the greatest meritorious person of the First Battalion was still a private.

The promoted squadron leader and squad leader suspected that the captain did not report Cons' merits, but the captain vowed that he would never embezzle the merits.

Everyone understood that if such a thing happened in the Marshal's personal guard, they would definitely be driven out of the army. I hope the captain would not dare to do this. Unfortunately, they went to ask, but were blocked by the Marshal's staff officer for the reason of not being too troublesome, which made everyone's eyes look at Cons strange.

Cons didn't care much about this unfair thing, and he still lived the life of a private with a relaxed look.

Two days later, the personal guards who passed the battle formation roughly eliminated their fatigue, and the guard brigades ordered to chase and kill the thieves everywhere also cleared the thieves. The marshal finally ordered his return to the capital.

And just before departure, the marshal unexpectedly summoned Cons, who had been thrown aside for a long time, to cool off.

After entering the coaching tent, Cons saluted and greeted him, he stood there quietly. The marshal looked at Cons with a strange look for a while, and after a while, he said: "It is obviously the first meritorious person of the First Team, but he has not received any recognition. Do you think it is unfair to you?"

"No, sir." Cons replied concisely.

"Oh? Why?" the marshal asked curiously.

"I believe that the marshal will not be unfair!" Cons replied immediately. He would not say that he didn't care about these things at all. He who has been in charge of more than 100,000 people knows very well that the superiors in this question and answer are asking for trouble for themselves.
Chapter completed!