How many Eyes of Truth were there on the battlefield in Ghent? Before this, many people had ignored this question.
However, when all the Eyes of Truth were in front of everyone, Chen Jiu, Xia, and Mei reacted. So many Wizards had died, and each Wizard represented one Eye of Truth. There were at least three to five hundred Wizards from the Dudor Family and the Norman Family who had participated in the battle, which meant that three to five hundred Eyes of Truth had fallen on the battlefield …
Moreover, with the status of the Dudor Family and the Norman Family, the Eyes of Truth in their hands were certainly the best batch in the entire Wizard Kingdom.
There was not a single white Eye of Truth, and the worst Eye of Truth was orange.
White, orange, red, gold, black. In the Eyes of Truth seized by Ren Xiaosu and the others, red was the most common, and even orange was only a small part.
Once they reached the red level, they could already open the Gate of Keys.
Even Chen Jiu, who was an experienced and knowledgeable Templar leader, was a little stunned.
With so many high-level Eyes of Truth in front of him, it would be a lie to say that he was not tempted.
However, no one asked Ren Xiaosu for the Eyes of Truth. Everyone waited silently, wanting to see how Ren Xiaosu planned to deal with these Eyes of Truth.
Ren Xiaosu looked around, and after everyone calmed down, he finally said with a smile, "Do you want these Eyes of Truth?"
It was just a simple sentence, but everyone's breathing became rapid again.
In the Wizard Kingdom, the Eyes of Truth represented power and order!
Chen Jiu thought for a moment and replied, "The Templar was founded by that Knight. Now that his descendants have appeared, all the affairs in the Templar will be handled by you. From today onwards, the Templar will be your most loyal followers. "
This was very clever. After all, Chen Jiu was a veteran in society. He would definitely not be willing to give up the Eyes of Truth, so he told Ren Xiaosu directly, "The entire Templar is yours. You can decide how to distribute the Eyes of Truth to the Templar. You can't treat your own people badly, right?"
Chen Jiu was not a crafty person, and his beliefs were always firm. Fighting for reasonable benefits did not conflict with his beliefs.
Compared to Chen Jiu, Little Xia pursed her lips and remained silent.
Xiaomei was much more obedient. "Xiaosu, these are your spoils of war. If you're leaving the Sorcerer Nation, you can take them with you."
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at Xiao Mei, thinking that this child was a little too honest …
When Ren Xiaosu heard what Xiao Mei said, he turned to Xiao Xia with a smile and said, "Xiao Mei is too easy to bully, so it's better for the Wizard Nation to be in your hands."
Xiao Xia was stunned. "Huh?"
"Once, my father took a black Eye of Truth from the Russell family to treat my illness," Ren Xiaosu said as he took out a black Eye of Truth and placed it in Xiao Xia's hand, "Now, this black Eye of Truth has been returned to its rightful owner."
Chen Jiu and the others were all stunned. The black Eye of Truth was given away just like that?
In fact, everyone understood that Ren He had taken away the black Eye of Truth with his own abilities. Later on, he had asked the Holy Cathedral to help the Sorcerers find a pure land after the cataclysm. It could be said that he had repaid the favor.
Even Russell himself thought so, which was why the Russell family and the Holy Cathedral had such a good relationship after the cataclysm.
Of course, this was also because Russell was not too vengeful …
In any case, no one felt that Ren He owed the Russell family anything.
Moreover, the most important information in Ren Xiaosu's words was … Ren He was Ren Xiaosu's father. How old was Ren Xiaosu now?!
Chen Jiu said in a daze, "You're the founder's son? He snatched the Eye of Truth to save you? "
"Yes." Ren Xiaosu nodded. "Before coming to the Sorcerer Nation, even I wasn't sure. But now, everything has been answered."
"But …" What Chen Jiu wanted to say was, according to the time, you should be more than 200 years old. Why are you still acting like a teenager?
The Art of Eternal Life?
This feeling was too subversive. It was like meeting an ancestor!
For some reason, after thinking about this, Chen Jiu felt a little more reverence.
Half of this reverence was for the unknown mysteriousness of Ren Xiaosu, and the other half was purely respect for prehistoric creatures …
Little Xia suddenly asked, "Do you know what the black Eye of Truth means? You might be from the Middle Earth, so you don't know what it means for Sorcerers. I can't take advantage of you without you knowing. "
Little Mei cast an admiring gaze at Little Xia …
However, Ren Xiaosu shook his head and smiled. "Of course I know what it means. There are only three in the entire Sorcerer Nation. Originally, I wanted to give one to Mego, but after thinking about it, I still need to keep it as a gift, so I won't give it to him. "
Speaking of which, Yang Xiaojin was still guarding a commanding height and had not let down her guard. She did not know the relationship between Ren Xiaosu, Chen Jiu, and the others, so she was ready to shoot at any target that could threaten Ren Xiaosu.
At this moment, Little Xia insisted. "I have to explain the function of the black Eye of Truth to you. First of all, any Sorcerer who holds it can skip the initial cultivation process. In other words, they can directly use witchcraft without practicing."
"I know this," Ren Xiaosu said.
"Also," Little Xia explained, "in the face of similar witchcraft, for example, when two people use Garuda at the same time, the black Eye of Truth can naturally suppress the opponent and even make the world's elements turn against them."
"This is the first time I've heard of this, but it's not particularly important to me," Ren Xiaosu said.
"Finally," Little Xia said, "the person who holds the black Eye of Truth can see through the stone crust and feel the level of the Eye of Truth inside."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment. In other words, with the black Eye of Truth, he could go to the black market and casually gamble on stones?
This made Ren Xiaosu feel a little regretful. Why didn't he know about such an important thing earlier?!
Little Xia seemed to have guessed his thoughts. "The black Eye of Truth's function is to find ores. If it's only used to gamble on stones, there's not much meaning, because even if there's an Eye of Truth in the black market, there are only white stones left after being picked out."
Hearing this, Mego suddenly felt a wave of sadness in his heart. It turned out that the dream that his father had been chasing all his life was just a carefully designed scam.
That's right, the black market had always been controlled by the Norman and Tudor families. Since the other party could see through the stone crust, how could they possibly use the higher-grade Eye of Truth?
Ren Xiaosu also realized something. One was to suppress one's power level to establish one's status, while the other was to find ores to establish one's status as a resource.
With the black Eye of Truth, one would have the right to control the Warlock Nation.
"Then this black Eye of Truth should be given to you." Ren Xiaosu said, "I don't want the Warlock Nation to fall into the hands of ambitious people again."
Little Xia was about to say something when Ren Xiaosu interrupted, "Not only will I give you the black Eye of Truth, but I'll also give you half of the spoils of war we seized this time."
"Why?" Little Xia found it a little unbelievable. Half of the spoils of war amounted to more than 200 Eye of Truth, and they were all high-grade ones.
Ren Xiaosu said with a smile, "Consider it the dowry that Fortress 178 has prepared for Comrade Xiaomei."
If Ren Xiaosu was given more time, or perhaps he could use the Gate of Secret Keys to summon some of the high-ranking generals from the Northwest, the Northwest would definitely have greater control over the entire Warlock Nation.
But there were no ifs. Ren Xiaosu could only leave things here for now and let Little Xia and the others develop freely.
He had heard from Chen Jingshu that there were still many members of the Holy Church who shared the Eye of Truth because they lacked it too much.
Chen Jingshu said that most of the Eye of Truth in the Holy Church's possession was left underground, and anyone who went out on a mission would have to bring it with them.
This sense of hardship reminded Ren Xiaosu of the history of the 1950s and 1960s.
At that time, no one had enough to eat, and the poor only had a pair of pants. Basically, anyone who went out on a mission would have to wear pants.
Ren Xiaosu thought it was similar to what the Holy Church had felt in the past.
The purpose of sharing the Eye of Truth was to allow those members who had not yet obtained the Eye of Truth to practice it in advance. This way, if they ever obtained a new Eye of Truth one day, they would immediately gain new combat power.
After all, witchcraft had to be practiced, and it was an extremely slow and lengthy process.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu reminded them, "By the way, I might have left more Eye of Truth here than you think."
"What do you mean?" Chen Jiu wondered.
"You might have overlooked another battlefield." Ren Xiaosu said, "That place might be even more tragic than Ghent."
"The Berkley family!" Chen Jiu immediately realized what he meant.
At this moment, everyone realized what they had overlooked!
The Berkley Knight regiment had come at them aggressively, but Ling Chen had crushed them all by herself. As such, Chen Jiu and the others did not even get to see the Berkley family before they were defeated.
There was no sense of participation at all.
From another perspective, the Berkley family did not have any sense of existence at all.
Ren Xiaosu said to Chen Jiu with a smile, "It's time for us to retreat. Let's go clean up the battlefield."
Chen Jiu took a deep breath and said seriously, "The next time you come to the magus nation, the Holy Church will definitely give you a brand new magus nation that will rebuild order."
"That's enough," Ren Xiaosu said.
All good things must come to an end. As he led Luo Lan and the soldiers of the 6th Field Division towards his secret passageway, Xiaomei called out to him from behind, "Xiaosu!"
Ren Xiaosu turned around and saw Xiaomei running over and giving him a big hug.
Meg said solemnly, "Thank you."
"Gratitude received from Meg, + 1!"
Ren Xiaosu smiled. "Take care!"
After that, Ren Xiaosu walked towards P5092 and the others without looking back.
Meg stood where he was and watched quietly. He saw Wang Yun and the others greeting and joking with Ren Xiaosu warmly. He saw the soldiers of the 6th Field Division looking at Ren Xiaosu with longing in their eyes. He even saw a girl wearing a cap walk up to Ren Xiaosu and take the initiative to hold Ren Xiaosu's hand.
At some point, Meg suddenly felt like blending into that group.
Strictly speaking, he and Xiaoxia were in love, while Ren Xiaosu was his first friend.
Xiaomei said to Xiaoxia, "Why don't we go to Fortress 178 to have some fun after y 'all unify the magus nation? I've heard a lot of amazing things from Ren Xiaosu, such as radios, binoculars, cars, and so on."
Xiaoxia smiled. "We'll go wherever you want to go when the time comes."
"Then it's a deal."
…
Stronghold 144, East Tranquility Road.
Inside the huge temporary military outpost, the wounded were constantly being carried out of Ren Xiaosu's residence. Then they were taken to the temporary field hospital by the medical staff.
Throughout the night, nearly a thousand wounded soldiers were carried out of Ren Xiaosu's house alone.
Moreover, the wounded who were brought back from the Gate of Keys were basically all seriously injured.
As for the soldiers who were only lightly injured, those who could still continue fighting were unwilling to return to the rear to recuperate.
Of course, the core members of the 6th Field Division also had a brief discussion about this. Big Bluff felt that it was a good thing that everyone was unwilling to go back to the front lines with light injuries because of their beliefs.
However, P5092 felt that the soldiers who were lightly injured should also be treated in time. If a war did not reach the point where it was a life and death situation, the commander should first consider preserving as much of their strength as possible.
That was because the more soldiers they had to survive, the better they would be able to deal with the upcoming risks.
This so-called risk was most likely referring to the Wang Clan.
Of course, P5092 also had his own thoughts on how to deal with the Wang Clan.
Before this, P5092 had told Ren Xiaosu that the Pyro Company's higher-ups had once gone astray and even wanted to annex the Kong Clan to strengthen themselves.
However, such actions were not in line with P5092's beliefs. He was more willing to fight the expeditionary army and the warlock nations than get involved in a civil war between humans in the Central Plains.
Actually, this was also the reason why P5092 wanted to leave the Pyro Company. He felt that the Pyro Company's higher-ups had chosen the wrong path in recent years.
Those higher-ups had even used some soldiers and commanders of varying qualities. All of this was for the sake of strengthening the organization, not for their original beliefs.
After arriving in the Northwest, P5092 immediately made an agreement with Ren Xiaosu. If a war were to break out between the Northwest and the Wang Clan, the Pyro Company troops he had brought with him would only be involved in logistics and would not enter the battlefield.
This was guaranteed by Ren Xiaosu, and P5092 believed Ren Xiaosu would not go back on his word.
At this moment, countless residents of Stronghold 144 were already waiting outside the cordon outside the cordoned area of Anning East Road. They were discussing the sudden war.
The crowd of onlookers had started gathering last night. At the beginning, only a few residents came over.
But when everyone realized the 6th Field Combat Division had no intention of driving them away, more and more residents immediately gathered over.
Everyone had been waiting here all night. It was almost noon now, but the 6th Field Combat Division had not returned yet.
"Do you think we can win this war?" someone discussed amidst the commotion.
"Of course we can. The Young Marshal is here in person and has even called for the 6th Field Combat Division. How can we not win?"
"But the older generation always said that the enemies outside the Northwest are very ferocious. Fortress 178 was built because of this. Have you forgotten about the memorial square in Fortress 178? More than 200,000 of our ancestors are buried there," someone said.
Someone immediately retorted, "At that time, our military industry in the Northwest had not been developed yet. I heard that the enemies outside the Northwest lost the war in 1917. Times have changed!"
"That's true …"
But while they were discussing, everyone suddenly saw the soldiers inside the cordon running towards the temporary encampment. The onlookers realized something big was about to happen.
A moment later, the soldiers of the 6th Field Combat Division lined up and walked out of Ren Xiaosu's house. Initially, there were only nurses, doctors, and the wounded coming and going at the temporary encampment. This made the military encampment look a little empty.
But when the door to Ren Xiaosu's house opened, rows of soldiers withdrew from the battlefield in an orderly manner. Suddenly, the temporary military encampment looked exceptionally spectacular and lively.
The stronghold residents asked loudly outside the temporary encampment, "How did it go? Bro, did we win? "
In the end, the soldiers who walked out of the encampment stood tall and straight without any intention of talking to the residents. This was not because they were heartless, but because they were disciplined.
Some of the soldiers lined up at the edge of the cordon, so they were very close to the stronghold residents.
While they were waiting for the next order, they could even hear someone calling from behind, "Lads, are y 'all hungry? I've just cooked some eggs at home …."
However, no one would take the initiative to communicate with the outside world at this time. They were soldiers, and all a soldier had to do was wait for orders.
Gradually, as the 6th Field Combat Division walked out of the password-protected gate, P5092 looked at the vast crowd of stronghold residents outside and their expectant gazes.
He said to Zhang Xiaoman, who was next to him, "You make the announcement."
Zhang Xiaoman immediately got excited. However, he also saw Zhang Jinglin, Wang Fengyuan, and the other high-ranking generals watching from a rooftop not far away with a smile on their faces.
Zhang Jinglin nodded lightly. Zhang Xiaoman immediately got excited. He called for a soldier to bring a loudspeaker over and shouted with all his might, "We've won! We've returned in triumph! Long live the Northwest Army! "
His voice was like the waves of the tide that slowly spread outwards.
The stronghold residents first looked at their relatives and friends around them before loud cheers erupted from the stronghold.
At this moment, everyone seemed to feel the same way and jumped for joy. Even strangers could hug each other without any qualms.
Over the past period of time, Stronghold 144 had implemented major policies such as building water conservancy projects, solving the food shortage, and proposing a contracting system. In terms of minor policies, the stronghold's administrative service center had completely solved the problem of getting things done.
All of the stronghold residents could see all of this.
What was even more obvious was that everyone's lives were gradually getting better, and the stronghold's crime rate had also dropped a lot.
At the start of the war, Wang Yuexi led his men to visit the residents in the vicinity to discuss the issue of compensation. His humble and warm attitude left a good impression on everyone.
Some of the residents from other strongholds lamented that only in the Northwest would the military and stronghold officials be willing to discuss matters and compensation with them politely.
If it were the Yang Clan, the Kong Clan, or the Zhou Clan, they would probably have driven them out by force a long time ago. Their territory was being requisitioned for the sake of the stronghold, so why should they compensate them?
Moreover, when everyone asked why they were requisitioning the residential buildings near Anning East Road, Wang Yuexi and the others did not try to hide anything. This made everyone feel like they had the right to know.
Stronghold 144 had become a unified entity in a very short period of time.
All of the details involved the stronghold residents. It was as though they had also participated in this battle, just that they did not go to the frontlines.
At this moment, Wang Fengyuan, who was standing next to Zhang Jinglin, glanced at his commander. "Commander, just laugh if you're happy. You don't have to hold it in."
Zhang Jinglin laughed heartily. "What do you think of Ren Xiaosu now? To be able to make the people stand by your side, that's what a true leader should be like. "
Next to him, Wang Fengyuan and the others rolled their eyes. This Commander Zhang had been standing guard here since last night. Even his meals were delivered to the rooftop so he could be the first to know the results of the battle.
Zhang Jinglin claimed he was only here to take a look, but he was more attentive than anyone else.
However, everyone agreed with what Zhang Jinglin had said. The core of a leader was not their combat prowess or outstanding military talent, but their ability to unite everyone around them. Not only did they have to unite supernatural beings and genius military commanders, but they also had to unite the people.
"Eh, where's the Young Marshal?" The burly Zhou Yinglong asked curiously. Zhou Yinglong was now the commander of the 1st Field Infantry Division. Back then, the Razor Sharp Company that Ren Xiaosu was a part of his Forward Strike Battalion.
It was only after Zhou Yinglong's reminder that everyone realized something was wrong. That's right, the 6th Field Infantry Division had already returned, so why didn't they see the Young Marshal?
"Wang Yun, Ji Zi 'ang, Big Bluff, P5092, and Zhou Yingxue are all back, aren't they? Why haven't I seen the Young Marshal yet?" Wang Fengyuan wondered.
At this moment, Big Bluff came to the rooftop and said smugly, "Commander, we fought this battle beautifully. We used the Young Marshal's secret key to directly descend upon the Magi's capital. We were like heavenly soldiers and generals as we destroyed the core of their authority! The Young Marshal has made some arrangements there, so I believe the Magi will no longer be a threat to us in the future. "
"Don't be in such a hurry to claim credit." Wang Fengyuan asked, "Let me ask you, where's the Young Marshal?"
"Oh." Big Bluff chuckled and said, "He and Miss Xiaojin did not leave with us. The Young Marshal said he wanted to send Luo Lan and Zhou Qi to the Kyung Clan's territory first before coming back."
"Wait, the Young Marshal didn't come back?" Wang Fengyuan was stunned. He mumbled, "Could we have lost the Young Marshal again?"
"No." Big Bluff said casually, "Don't worry, he'll definitely come back after he's done with his business."
Zhang Jinglin also said with a smile, "This time, he won't run away again."
Wang Fengyuan wondered, "Commander, why are you so sure? The Young Marshal has never wanted to take over the authority of the Northwest. "
"Because this is already his home." Zhang Jinglin said with a smile, "Let's go, we can have a drink or two today."
"Yo, it's rare for you to want to drink, Commander." Big Bluff said excitedly, "Commander, didn't you say you wanted to quit drinking? Why did you break your rule today?"
Zhang Jinglin thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Because … of rejuvenating the Northwest?"
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