This is the Last Time, Next Time I Will Cut Off Your Head

After a simple count overnight, this time, the three Legions lost at least thirty to forty thousand men, mostly Auxiliary Soldiers and Serfs who filled the front lines.

The Empire has no shortage of cannon fodder like Auxiliary Soldiers; you can find a bunch of them just in the small alleys of big cities.

As for Serfs... as long as the Nobles don't kill them indiscriminately, mixing men and women will always produce more continuously.

As for the results, they were quite astonishing.

Thirty-three thousand Demihuman heads were taken! More than two hundred Centaurs were captured, over three hundred Minotaurs and Bear-people, over six hundred Fox-people, Rabbit-people, and Cat-people, and thousands of Gnolls and Kobolds!

In addition, a large amount of weapons and equipment were captured. These spoils of war will greatly enrich the wealth of the Imperial Legions and also attest to the bravery and combat effectiveness of the Imperial army.

Most of these spoils will be distributed as rewards to Soldiers with military achievements or sold to Armaments merchants and Mercenary Groups.

The Soldiers who survived the war were happily sorting through the spoils, while some sadly buried their comrades.

The three Legion Commanders and officers began to think about the next strategic step; this victory was just the beginning.

Occupation, defense, and development are the matters of the Nobles, and they are certainly responsible for the front-line battlefield. The Royal Family must guarantee its absolute military strength time and time again to deter the entire Empire.

After Henry finished his rounds and got what he wanted to know, he stopped by Boman's place for a meal, won seven Denars, and happily went back to practice his Two-Handed Sword.

He just received news that there will be a celebration banquet tonight. Henry plans to take Bain, Claude, and Philip, as well as Vasco, the captain of the New Recruit Squad, to attend the banquet together.

Vasco is the most outstanding Warrior in the New Recruit Squad. He can serve as captain in both command and combat.

Although Vasco has undergone "Loyalty" training, Henry is willing to give people the greatest respect when others guarantee their loyalty.

Henry plans to rename the New Recruit Squad to the Skilled Infantry Squad after returning, because their weapons, equipment, and military achievements qualify them as Skilled Infantry.

What kind of new recruits wear two layers of armor, have iron helmets, armguards, and military boots?

What kind of new recruits have three types of weapons: Iron-Clad Shields, Fine Patterned Swords, Exquisite Javelins, and Exquisite Warhammers?

With this military appearance, no one would say anything if you called them Veteran Infantry.

Ah? Mine? Then it's fine.

Bain was very happy to hear that he could have a big meal, saying that his injured arm wouldn't prevent him from competing with Boman to see who could eat more!

Claude and Philip were very excited to know that they could attend the banquet with Henry! This represented Henry's trust and recognition.

Vasco had no reaction. In his opinion, he only needed to complete Henry's tasks, unless... too many died and the team's morale collapsed.

In the evening, the three Legion Commanders fulfilled their promise and gave the Soldiers a feast they would remember for a lifetime! Of course, the Private Armies of the hundreds of Nobles in the three Legions did not receive this treatment.

Because theoretically, the Empire only issued the Pioneer Act and did not order the Nobles to fight. They could refuse if invited.

Those who came were all looking to make a profit and get a share. Many Lesser Nobles who were not border Nobles also brought their Centaurs to participate in the war.

On the other side, a celebration banquet was being held in the temporary camp. At the celebration banquet, all officers were commended and given generous rewards.

The most authoritative Legion Commander of the Eleventh Legion, Alberti, raised his glass and said, "This time, we successfully forced the Demihumans to engage in a Campaign with us.

As always, just like our fathers, we successfully defeated them! Praise Calradia! Praise the great King!"

"Praise Calradia! Praise the great King!"

Sebastian raised his wine glass and said, "The nobles' private armies also made outstanding contributions. Your elite private soldiers ran around on the battlefield.

For example, the Lord of West Lyme, Knight Henry Burley, was the most dazzling knight in the entire right flank battle!"

"Powerful Henry Burley! We are proud of you!"

"The glory of the nobles! Knight Henry!"

Henry raised his wine glass and gestured to the nobles and officers who were cheering for him. This was the step Sebastian had given him, hoping that the previous unpleasantness would be over.

Soon, everyone split into countless small groups, boasting about their strength and recounting their exploits on the battlefield.

However, amidst the joyful atmosphere, some people began to worry about future battles.

After all, the Demihumans would not give up easily. The Empire had conquered hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of unknown territory over the past two hundred years.

This had added countless small and medium-sized nobles, more cities and villages, and more pastures, farmland, orchards, and fisheries.

Therefore, everyone knew the benefits of expanding the Empire's territory!

The Demihumans would definitely organize a stronger force to counterattack. If the Imperial Army continued to be arrogant and complacent, they would surely suffer a great defeat!

On the other side, Bain was already competing with Boman and Fas to see who could debone a chicken leg faster. Since Bain was injured, this time Bain found an external helper, which was Vasco.

"This is our infantry captain, let's see who eats more!"

Philip went to chat with the officers, trying to get information and learn more command skills.

Claude stayed with Henry, refilling Henry's wine glass at any time.

"Master, I didn't expect to be able to eat shrimp here in this broken place."

"Even in a year of disaster, there are always people who can eat well. We have three Legion Commanders here, one of whom is directly under a Marquis."

The two were eating happily when they saw Glen walk over with a plate of small cakes and wine.

"Look who it is? Knight Henry, the bravest in the Eastern Region!"

After Glen finished speaking, Henry didn't respond and continued to eat.

Glen smiled, pulled over a stool, sat down, and asked, "Henry, what are your plans next?"

Henry glanced at Glen and said, "I am the Quartermaster of the Seventh Legion's right flank. Of course, I'm going to do a good job of logistics. Otherwise, what? Fight?"

Glen laughed heartily, raised his wine glass, and said, "Henry, you are the most courageous noble in the Seventh Legion. If you go to do logistics, how can we have the face to go to the battlefield?"

Henry watched Glen finish his wine and said coldly, "Do you think I'm a fool? You used me as a gun in the meeting in Autongard, and when there was a problem with logistics and supplies, you made me take the blame?"

Glen chuckled twice and explained, "Henry, did you hear other nobles talking nonsense? They want to provoke our academy..."

Henry heavily put down his wine glass, stared into Glen's eyes, and said word by word, "For the sake of being students of the Dean, this is the last time. There's a saying in my hometown, 'things don't happen more than three times'... Next time, I will cut off your head."