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Chapter 139: Colonel Baron (Part 1)

The marshal pushed up the drawer, then opened another drawer, took out a parchment roll from it, spread it on the table, and exposed a map. Looking at the signs on it, it was obviously a detailed map of the entire territory of the Feimu Banner Allied Powers.

Touching the map, the marshal sighed: "I didn't expect that the third prince, who usually looks extremely greedy for money, has such a deep scheming. The merchant group under his command who went to the grassland trade was actually spy. The detailed map of the whole grassland was just drawn by him."

"This kid is good. With this map, the Imperial Army can go deep into the grasslands and conquer those damn nomadic peoples, and no longer have to defend the border! I believe that it won't take long to go, the threat of the grassland to the empire will completely disappear!" The marshal said excitedly.

After carefully rolling up the map and putting it in the drawer, the marshal smiled and said to himself: "The third prince is very smart and asked his subordinates to present the map. But that's true. Anyway, the contributions made to princes like him are all accountable. Since he can't get benefits, it's better to let his subordinates make contributions and improve their status. This way, he has increased his strength and bought people's hearts. He kills two birds with wisdom."

When he talked to himself, the marshal suddenly remembered something and shouted in a loud voice: "Come here!"

When the voice fell, the two guards immediately pushed the access control and stood attentively to salute. The marshal took a pen and wrote a note, and handed it to the guards and said, "Leave it to the chief officer of the military department and let them handle the special matters."

When the guard took the note and was about to leave, he was called back by the marshal: "Wait, give me the note!" The marshal, who took the note, picked up a few words on it and waved his hand to let the guard retreat.

After the personal guard left, the marshal smiled and said to himself: "In order not to be prominent, he can only suddenly increase the work of the military headquarters, but I believe that the officers who are in the capital at this moment will be very welcome."

Speaking of this, the marshal suddenly frowned: "Well, Cons is also in the imperial capital..."

After thinking for a while, the marshal shook his head and smiled and said, "Forget it, it's not good to be too artificial. Anyway, it's just a major rank, and it's no big deal."

After Cons reported to the military headquarters, Oak excitedly began giving gifts. Unfortunately, because Cons was low and low, the gatekeepers of high-ranking officials and noble officials didn't look at the title of major on the defeated letter, and threw them back sarcastically.

What's even more outrageous is that after the gatekeeper received the red envelope, he not only did not help but said that if they dared to introduce such a low-level officer into the mansion, they would definitely be dead, so they could not help.

Oak will not be discouraged if one or two families do this, but all the high-ranking officials and nobles they know are like this. Oak is so depressed that he is so depressed. Why is it so difficult to even give gifts these days!

Seeing Oak, Weijie, Xiangwen and others with a frustrated expression, Cons couldn't help but smile and said, "Look at you like you are defeated, forget it, don't send it, let's just treat the remaining thousand-mile horses as our mounts."

Weijie, who had long been coveting the Thousand-Mile Horse, immediately jumped up happily, but before he could cheer, he was knocked down by Oak. Oak panickedly dissuaded Cons and said, "Sir, these Thousand-Mile Horses must not be kept for themselves!"

Weijie immediately stopped doing it: "Why? Can't we use it yourself if we can't send it? Who is it going to be hindered?"

Before Oak could explain, Xiang Wen knocked Weijie on the head: "Idiot! Now most generals do not have a mount of a Thousand-Mile Horse. You let the master who is just a major have a Thousand-Mile Horse. Wouldn't you let those generals cause trouble for the master?"

When Wei Jie heard this, he was discouraged and could only touch his head aggrievedly and said, "It's not possible to give it to you, but it's not possible to use it. What should I do? Sell it. Those high-ranking officials are so noble that we don't give it to them but instead sell it, which will cause us trouble!"

Oak, who was depressed because he could not walk the way for Cons, sighed: "Don't worry about this. The auctions in the imperial capital are all anonymous. Sir, what do you think you should do now?"

Cons could only smile bitterly and shook his head: "What else can I do? Sell it anonymously." It's because he is so unfree that he doesn't bother to pay attention to these things.

"Well, maybe it's more useful to replace the Thousand-Mile Horse with gold coins. After all, we don't know when we will have to wait until the adults can obtain the fief. People eat horses and chew less gold coins." With this idea, Oak cheered up a little.

Cons and the others did not choose to give all the remaining thousand-mile horses to the marshal. One was to give two horses, wouldn’t it mean they were insincere? Why didn’t they deliver them together at first?

Second, giving these thousand-mile horses that cannot be sent to the marshal is equivalent to pointing at the marshal's nose and saying that he is a slap in the face, and no one with some common sense will do this.

After failing to walk, Cons took five guards to find a hotel to stay in. In the morning, he went to the military headquarters to report to the military headquarters. Then he ran to the military camp where the servants settled in the military camp to exercise. The black wolf who was left in the military camp could take the opportunity to go to the wilderness to have fun.

During this period, the eighteen thousand-mile horses were quickly swept away by the powerful people in the imperial capital. Due to the jealousy of the powerful people in the imperial capital, the eighteen thousand-mile horses actually received nearly 200,000 gold coins.

In other words, Cons easily owned more than 900,000 gold coins!

The large amount of gold coins made Cons and others wait for the enthronement of the territory with peace of mind. Just as they were running back and forth outside the inner city of Cons, the military command suddenly issued hundreds of promotion orders for no reason.

It is said that it is inexplicable, because among these hundreds of promotion orders, none of them explains what kind of merits the promoted person has made to be promoted.

Originally, Cons would not pay attention to these promotion orders, but the appointment of supervisors at all levels of the 20th Legion made Cons, a person from the 20th Legion, feel something was wrong.

Seeing Cons' doubts, Oak reminded: "Sir, I wonder if you have noticed it? We have been in the imperial capital for so long, and we have never heard people or other soldiers discussing the invasion of the Feimuqi League of the Invasion of Wenbei Province. Now we have suddenly launched a large-scale military officer, and the promoted officers have become the chief officers of the troops stationed near Wenbei Province, which shows that the empire has quietly recovered Wenbei Province. It can be said that this promotion is a reward."

"Strange, since Wenbei Province has been recovered, why don't you make a big fuss? Those promotion orders have no achievements." Xiangwen was very puzzled.

Oak smiled bitterly: "Thinking about the Imperial Army's easy-to-sweeping of the five ace corps of the Wilt Free Alliance not long ago, I know why the military headquarters not only did not publicize the recovery of Wenbei Province, but also had to conceal the fall of Wenbei Province."

"I understand, the military wants face! After all, they defeated the five trump cards of the Free Alliance, but one of their own provinces was invaded by nomadic peoples. This is definitely a shameful thing to know." Weijie said immediately.

"Face, hum, can face be eaten? Only those high-ranking officials will be concerned about these things." Xiang Wen said dissatisfiedly.

"This is human nature, and there is no way to do anything about it. If the news spreads, the light of the Empire's victory over the Free Alliance will immediately dim." Oak sighed.

Hearing these words, Cons shook his head slightly with a calm expression and said nothing.

Not long ago Cons and the others said these words, when the promotion order was not issued, Marshal Zotra of the Marshal's Mansion was yelling in anger: "These damn stick eggs! The prairie is already snowing heavily, and it actually allows the invading Flag Allied Forces to return to the grassland smoothly!"

"What are they doing? Can you just drive them away? If that's all, I'll have to draw the imperial capital's security division to join the battle?"

"Those damn bastards! I would have come to command if I had known this! They actually have the face to send the promotion report to me?"

The officers standing around quietly with the marshal's anger were all sweating, but no one wiped them, and they all stood upright.

Seeing that everyone was winking at themselves desperately, Lewinsk, who had just returned for a few days, drooled and bravely asked the marshal who was paced back and forth: "Your Excellency, will you reject all the promotion report?"

As soon as these words were said, the winking officers immediately stared at Lewinsk, looking at him so much that they wanted to eat him raw.

You should know that the names in the promotion newspaper are all their sons, nephews and confidants. Thank you for your hard work for so long, you can completely return to the original state of the same thing? Unfortunately, they dare not interrupt now, otherwise they must have refuted Lewinsk's proposal with great reason. Of course, Lewinsk knew the terrible eyes of his colleagues, and couldn't help but wink at them desperately. These guys are not fools, knowing that they are retreating to advance, so they hurriedly stood up to accuse their sons, nephews and confidants, and they seemed to be trying to destroy their relatives for justice.

The marshal glanced at Lewinsk, glanced at everyone again, and snorted coldly: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was sweating coldly. When the marshal said: "But...", they immediately raised their ears, "Although they did not complete my task, they also recovered Wenbei Province and drove a million herd cavalry into the grassland, which was also considered a contribution. I approved their promotion report."

The Marshal's words made everyone feel relieved, especially Lewinsk. Although he knew that the Marshal was just venting his temper and would never accept what he proposed, if the Marshal really accepted his proposal, he would definitely not be able to survive tonight!

"But tell them those bastards! I have honestly sorted out the three legions for me in the past few months! When the heavy snow on the grassland melts, I will order them to attack the grassland! If my order is not completed by then, then wait for the military police to come to you!" The marshal said with a cold face.

"Ah! Attack the prairie?"

Everyone was surprised. It was not that the Empire had not attacked the prairie, but at least the two provinces in Wenbei and Wenxi were historically territories belonging to the Zipalans. However, except for these two provinces that were seized from the prairie hundreds of years ago, the Empire had never seized an inch of land from the prairie.

It’s not that the empire does not have that ability, but that the benefits paid are completely different from the benefits obtained.

The entire prairie has no resources except horses. If this is the case alone, for the Empire Horse Farm, then I will admit it.

But there are still many troubles, such as the grassland area is too vast, and the weather is unpredictable, and it is very difficult to replenish. Although there is a shortage of food at any time, and because there is no marching map, you will get lost at any time. Once you leave the brigade, you will be eaten by the grassland people like ants eating green insects. Since the Empire failed to expedition to the grassland for two consecutive times, they have never had the idea of ​​the grassland again. They just strictly guard the border. It is amazing that they are entering the grassland for more than a hundred miles to drive away the herdsmen.

With a look of noisyness, the marshal smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I didn't want to occupy the prairie, I just retaliate against the other party's invasion of our country. Therefore, this combat mission is to try to plunder the population, horses and livestock on the prairie as much as possible, and burn their pastures, so that the herdsmen starve to death and freeze to death!"

The Marshal's words made everyone feel relieved, and they were still very worried. Although this combat mission was equivalent to robbing and running away, those who are not familiar with the place may run away in the wrong place.

The Marshal knew what his subordinates were thinking and waved his hand: "I know what you are worried about, but this time is different from before, because Baron Burn worked hard for many years and finally drew a detailed map of the prairie. With this map, he would never get lost in the prairie!"

"Baron Buren?"

Everyone was stunned. It was not that they did not know the baron, but that the baron was well-known. They all knew them, so where was it famous? "Colleon Baron" was the nickname of Baron Burn.

Maybe it doesn't matter. After all, it's easy for a noble who joined the army to get a school-level rank, but Baron Burn's situation is a bit special, because he has been awarded the rank of this colonel for ten years and has not been promoted to general.

Generally, aristocrats who join the army cannot be promoted to generals for many years. First, they retire and concentrate on becoming nobles, and second, they are going to become soldiers.

The only nobleman Berron in the entire empire, willingly became a colonel for a full ten years.hf();
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