After saying that, Yara covered her face and cried loudly.

Looking at Yara who was crying with joy, Darlena felt a little guilty and quite happy.

Darlena could quite understand Yara's mood at this time.

Following the two wives of the regiment commander, the Delan Immortals team members in Pandragon, including Darlena, had a total of 200 people.

These 200 undead team members made outstanding contributions to this battle to defend Pandragon.

At the same time, extremely heavy casualties were also suffered.

Only a few 32 people survived this tragic war.

And the 32 people who survived were all injured.

Darlena is not only one of these 32 people, but also one of the small group of people who are not seriously injured. I have to say that - she is really lucky.

Think from the perspective of others - if Yara's position is in the opposite direction, Yara participated in this fierce battle to defend Pandragong and survived it almost almost, then Darlena would definitely cry out loud because of joy.

He raised his hand and rubbed Yara's hair, comforting Yara:

"Okay, don't cry."

After letting Yara stop her tears, in order to change the current slightly sad atmosphere, Darlena decided to find a topic that she could talk about for a long time, so she asked Yara:

"I have been lying here to heal my injuries in the past two days. I don't know at all what happened outside."

"Yara, has there been anything interesting happening outside recently? Let's hear it."

"It's interesting..." Yara thought while wiping the tears remaining on her cheeks.

"In the past two days, we have been cleaning the battlefield and counting prisoners."

"The regiment commander dispatched half of the Knights' troops to clean up the battlefield. In less than a day, the city and outside were cleaned up."

"The captives were captured in total, more than 60,000, basically all soldiers of the Ullir Knights, and a small number of soldiers of the armored sharps. These prisoners are now taken into custody and are ready to deal with these rebel prisoners slowly later."

"By the way, we captured a knight who followed Alan and betrayed our country. The knight had been dealt with with 'treason' at noon yesterday."

"It is said that the knight was crying when he was taken to the guillotine, begging His Majesty to let him go, but His Majesty ignored his plea."

“That Allen captured several cities in the north of Pandragon and built a line of defense specifically designed to stop us from moving south.”

"At present, the regiment commander has sent troops from the 1st Army to head north, preparing to recapture the fallen cities in the north of Pandragon and completely wipe out the last rebels."

Yarben wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by Darlena:

"Stop!" Darlena said angrily, "I just want you to say something interesting! I am in the resting stage now and don't want to hear so many things related to my work!"

As a member of the Delan Immortal Squad, Darlena's job is to fight and kill.

In this battle to defend Pandragorn, she had been fighting and killing for too long. Now she was rare to rest for a while. She wanted to stay away from any news related to fighting and killing for the time being.

After hearing Darlena's annoyed reprimand, Yara said a few apologies with a hint of shame, and as if she had remembered something, she whispered "Ah" and then said:

"That's right. I remembered something interesting."

"When cleaning the battlefield the day before yesterday, I discovered something particularly interesting."

"When a famous soldier was carrying a dead body, he found a large bag of gold from the dead body!"

"Gold?" Darlena exclaimed.

"That's right." Yara nodded, "It's gold."

"Is it the bodies of generals from our army, or the bodies of generals from the rebels?" Darlena asked.

"On the rebels."

Yara continued.

"The level of that corpse is not low. Judging from the armor, it is at the level of the captain."

"It is said that this guy's death is very miserable. His head is like a watermelon that has been trampled on, his stomach has a big hole, and his internal organs are everywhere."

"When I moved this guy's body to cremation, a large bag of gold suddenly fell out of his body."

"Gold..." Darlena murmured, "Will everyone be snatching crazy..."

"Yes." Yara nodded, "After this bag of gold fell out, it was snatched by several people present at that time."

"Then the scale became bigger and bigger, from a few people to a dozen people snatching."

"Because the robbery was quite a big deal at that time, a knight came forward in person, and the small riot finally stopped."

"The gold was confiscated, and as for those involved in the looting, they were all handed over to the Military Law Department for the people from the Military Law Department to be disposed of."

"Snatching the Robbery..." Darlena fought a cold war, "I remember the crime of 'snatching the Robbery' was quite serious..."

"Yeah." Yara shrugged, "Although I won't lose my life, a whip is indispensable."

"I'm more curious about why the rebel captain had a bag of gold on his body."

"Who knows?" Yara continued, "but it must have been obtained through some unfair means. After all, how could a mere captain have a bag of gold?"

"Well..." Darlena nodded softly, "This news is quite interesting, is there any equally interesting, or more interesting news?"

"The same interesting or more interesting news...let me think about it..."

...

...

Just as Darlena and Yara were chatting, there were also friends chatting in Baiyang Palace.

But the topic of chatting between friends is a little heavy.

...

...

"Jacob, how do you feel?"

Bancrot, sitting next to the bed, asked this to Jacob, who was lying on the bed.

Jacob, who was pale, turned his head and looked at Bancrore beside him, and said angrily:

"I should ask you first, right? No matter how you look at your injuries, they are more serious than mine."

Bancrolo's left hand was cut off from the elbow by the enemy soldiers.

His right leg was also stabbed by the enemy's spear. Although he avoided amputation of his right leg under the rescue of the military doctors, Bancrole had to be with his crutches for the rest of his life.

One hand was missing and one leg was lame - on the surface, Bancrolo was much heavier than Jacob.

But Bancrot knew that Jacob was far above him in terms of the harm suffered by his body.

Jacob looked at Bancrot's thick bandage, only half of his left arm, and his right thigh, which was also wrapped in thick bandage, and said softly:

"It's a pity for this left hand and right leg..."
Chapter completed!