Danath was choked by Galen's words, a speechless expression on his face.
It was practically a death sentence with words.
"Galen, you know such a bloody scene will scare the girls of Stromgarde. If they all leave, who will admire our triumphant return? Just those old aristocratic geezers pointing fingers?"
What he said was so right, what am I supposed to do if I can't refute him?
However, Danath's words opened up Galen's thinking. Maybe he could keep a batch of troll prisoners in the future to see if he could put them to use.
"Just now you beheaded the troll army's adjutant, plus my Scarlet Flame Legion killed the Beastmaster Rak'zan. Both are famous powerhouses of the Witherbark tribe. This is a great achievement. Adding the three thousand troll heads, maybe we can squeeze a large sum of military expenditure from the military department. What do you think?"
"Split it down the middle!"
Speaking of this, Danath instantly perked up, blurting it out immediately.
But Galen didn't agree.
"Dream on! Split it down the middle? Why don't you just rob us? Warlord Rak'zan was killed by us, and we killed most of the trolls. You come to clean up and want to take half the credit?"
"Hahaha, Galen, don't worry about these details. We're brothers, we can discuss it. How about 40/60? I get 40, you get 60, how about it!"
"No way! I get 70, you get 30. I'll write the battle report, you go haggle with the military department."
"Deal!"
"Huh?"
Damn it! This kid agreed so easily, he must have planned it out already.
The soldiers were busy until nightfall, only then did they initially clean up the battlefield, but the battle statistics were already out.
In this battle, Galen's Scarlet Flame Legion suffered nearly two hundred deaths, more than five hundred serious injuries, and countless minor injuries. Danath's militia of three thousand suffered more than one hundred deaths and more than three hundred serious injuries, all caused by the trolls' desperate last-ditch counterattacks.
Fortunately, Galen had stockpiled a large number of scrolls of life, which could pull seriously injured soldiers back from the brink of death.
The trolls' desperate attacks were indeed powerful, which was also why Galen was willing to give Danath 30% of the credit.
Although his side suffered some losses, the results were gratifying.
In the siege battle, more than a thousand trolls were all killed. In the ambush battle, nearly two thousand trolls were attacked from both sides, and more than a thousand were killed on the spot. The rest were seriously injured and collapsed, losing their fighting power.
Some were seriously injured by the impact of warhorses, and others had limbs severed and collapsed. Unfortunately, they lost the battle. Otherwise, with the trolls' tenacious vitality, they might have been able to recover from their injuries in a few days.
According to Omar's statistics, they cleaned up the battlefield and finished off nearly seven hundred trolls.
This time, Galen didn't keep any troll prisoners, and all the troll witch doctors were shot dead by Danath.
It must be said that the results were very brilliant. Three thousand troll heads. This was an unprecedented achievement in twenty years. The last time the kingdom achieved such a brilliant record was Stromgarde King Thoras's famous battle, which severely damaged the Witherbark tribe and the Vilebranch tribe, causing the Witherbark tribe to not dare to act rashly for twenty years.
This battle used twice the troll's forces, and the casualties on our side were not high. In the human kingdoms that have been peaceful for a long time, it is enough to cause a huge sensation. As long as it is operated, the Scarlet Flame Legion, which was established for two months, can make a name for itself at the beginning.
Galen was also brewing a big plan in his heart, which was to wipe out all the trolls in the Arathi Highlands alone.
It's a pity that the trolls came too fast this time, and he didn't have enough time, so he could only fight in a hurry.
If he could have two or three more months of quiet development, he wouldn't have to ask Danath for help at all. With the troops accumulated in his base for three months, he could crush this Beastmaster Rak'zan's army, and then take advantage of the victory to pursue and take down Witherbark Village in one fell swoop, allowing the Stromgarde Kingdom to dominate the entire Arathi Highlands.
Fortunately, Galen had been preparing for the troll invasion since he planned to open a branch mine, racking his brains and using his meager military knowledge from his previous life to formulate some crude plans.
From the most basic logistics, collecting the surplus magic wheat from the farm, to scouting the terrain, purchasing detection gadgets, and formulating basic strategies of feigning weakness, luring the enemy deep, and attacking from both sides.
For this victory, Galen had prepared everything he could think of. After preparing all the preparations, he handed the plan to Amor for improvement, and the troops were also handed over to the experienced Amor for command.
Amor supplemented all the details of the plan and formulated multiple contingency plans, making Galen more aware that he still had a lot to learn on the military path.
But fortunately, there are still opportunities to learn and practice more, let the Witherbark tribe be his stepping stone!
Danath rested for one night, and the next morning, he left with the bodies of the fallen soldiers. Before leaving, he had a secret talk with Galen, agreeing to meet in Stromgarde in half a month to swindle a large sum of military expenditure from the military department together.
Danath left, waving his sleeves, only taking away the battle report written by Galen. He wanted to send it to Stromgarde through his channels first. As a high-level member of the militia, his weight was much heavier than Galen's, who was a newly promoted kingdom general.
In the camp, the noble shareholders of the mine and the captains of the Scarlet Flame Legion were gathered here.
"Congratulations, Your Highness, on a glorious victory."
Earl Dabyrie stroked his goatee, sincerely congratulating Galen.
After all, there was a teacher-student relationship, although Galen was not able to become a mage in the end, but this did not prevent Earl Dabyrie from appreciating Galen's eagerness to learn, as well as his closeness to the kingdom's excellent heir.
Viscount Newall and Viscount Garson also congratulated Galen, and at the same time, they were more determined in their royalist hearts, privately instructing their young sons to work hard and loyally serve the prince.
"Thank you for your praise, uncles, and thank you for your support."
What he said here was that they wholeheartedly supported him, and also handed over a thousand family guards to him for command. It was because of their help that the Scarlet Flame Legion was able to rely on its large number of people to calmly fight three against one when the trolls attacked the city walls.
After a sincere thank you, Galen began to talk about business.
"Teacher, two uncles, this battle is over, please continue to take over the guard work of the mine, I will not participate."
Galen paused and continued: "The Scarlet Flame Legion needs a period of rest. We will return to the previous garrison first. I will return to Stromgarde in half a month to personally report this troll invasion to my father."
Earl Dabyrie, as the head of the three, responded to Galen's request: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, we will guard the mine well. This time you have crippled the living forces of Witherbark Village, we can mine with peace of mind, and next month we can arrange a convoy to transport the ore produced this month."
Oh! This is really good news.
Hearing about the impending production from the northern mines filled Galen's heart with joy, as no one ever complains about having too much wealth.
For the past month, the northern mining area had been working tirelessly to construct defensive fortifications, including checkpoints in the canyons, guard posts, and the repair of houses within the mining area.
Time was tight, and the task was heavy, but they finally managed to build the city gates before the trolls could react.
Now that the crisis was resolved, they could officially start work, and he could go back and wait for his dividends.
Galen silently calculated in his mind that, based on the mine's output in previous years, he would receive twenty percent of the profits from this mine every year for the next three years, which made him very happy.
Without lingering in the northern mining area, Galen bid farewell to the three nobles and led the Scarlet Flame Legion back to their previous garrison.
Although they had only rested for one night, the soldiers had recovered well, as they were all elite soldiers with a minimum rank of Tier 3.
This time, the base soldiers had undertaken the most dangerous battles, earning the genuine respect of the seven hundred proud Stromgarde citizens and truly integrating the two groups of soldiers from different places.
Originally, the Stromgarde citizens recruited by Omar and Varokarr, as well as the noble private guards brought by the Fadil trio, all came from Stromgarde City. They had always believed that the base soldiers were from rural villages in the Arathi Highlands, considering themselves to be higher-class citizens of the kingdom, city dwellers superior to others.
Although they called each other brothers after drinking, it was merely superficial. The city people looked down on the country people. This time, the base soldiers' outstanding performance and determination to fight to the death proved that they were comrades who could be trusted with their backs, and the strong are always admired.
Galen was also happy to see this situation, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.
In the future, the base would expand more and more with the passage of time, the speed of producing troops would become faster and faster, and the number of soldiers would increase more and more.
After the base's excellent troop types became his main force, he did not plan to recruit too many local soldiers, so as to avoid regional discrimination, and even racial discrimination.
Developing the base and making the base soldiers the main body was Galen's basic development policy.
The second category, local soldiers from the Highlands and soldiers from other human countries, and even mercenaries of other races, would serve as auxiliaries. There would even be captured enemy races, and these third category of soldiers would be used as cannon fodder.
The strength of the base was related to his future, and Galen had to carefully consider the development route of the base.
Riding on the Albino Raptor, Galen closed his eyes and pondered. After cleaning up the scene, this mount left behind by Rak'zan came into Galen's hands. In the hands of a group of human tamers, the Raptor was tamed obediently.
"Swift Albino Raptor: The Ferrari of mounts."
However, human balance is not suitable for large-scale equipping of raptors, which are not as stable as war horses. Galen was also able to adapt to the raptor's back with his high-level strength.
Coming out of his thoughts, Galen skillfully prepared to connect to the Origin Heart.
In fact, there was another thing that filled Galen with joy. Since returning from the battlefield yesterday, he had discovered that the Origin Heart had entered a wonderful state, the entire blue light sphere constantly flashing.
He tried to connect, but was prompted that the Origin Heart was upgrading.
Seeing that the Origin Heart would not be ready for a while, he could only wait patiently.
Last night, Galen suppressed his excitement and only fell asleep in a daze in the second half of the night.
Eh!!
Suddenly, Galen found that the Origin Heart in his mind had stopped flashing and returned to its original blue light sphere appearance.
Was the upgrade complete?
Mental power connected to the Origin Heart.
A series of prompts filled Galen's front.
Ding! The Origin Heart upgrade is complete!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the first battle!
Ding! The host has one battle victory reward draw, please pay attention to use!
Oh, ho, where did the Origin Heart learn this from? There's even a lottery mechanism, a standard feature of the system flow.
Galen opened his eyes with a smile on his lips, while ordering the troops to speed up their advance. He wanted to quickly return to the garrison and find a quiet place to check the condition of the Origin Heart.
Traveling all the way, the team entered the garrison at noon. Galen handed the team over to Amor, instructing them to prepare lunch for the soldiers, while he couldn't wait to enter his own camp.
In the camp, Galen washed his hands in the basin, which was a respect for the lottery and a sense of ritual.
The lottery begins.
Skillfully connect to the Origin Heart and silently recite the lottery.
With the Origin Heart's blue light sphere as the background, a line of text is displayed: Current number of draws 1
Never mind that much, start!
A series of items flew out of the light sphere, and Galen stared carefully, discovering many familiar items, including the cursor of red shoes, which seemed to be Boots of Speed, and a round building full of spikes, which Galen recognized at a glance as an Orc Bunker.
Galen also saw a Fountain of Mana, and even an icon of a Red Dragon, all good things!
As the icons became more and more numerous, Galen gradually became dazzled and couldn't see some of them.
However, Galen seemed to understand that although there were many items, they still seemed to be within the scope of Warcraft.
Moreover, the reward items are not only limited to the buildings of the Orc, Undead, and Night Elf races, but also various items existing on the map in the wild, including wild monsters, treasures dropped by wild monsters, fountains, neutral shops, and taverns.
Oh my god!
Galen felt that his saliva was about to flow down.
So many treasures, I want them so much, I want to own them!
Taking a deep breath, Galen directly started the lottery.
The icons on the screen began to rotate, and Galen felt a little dizzy. After a while, an icon began to move from far to near, slowly becoming larger.
This is an icon in the shape of a War Drum.
Warsong Drum:
Increases the attack power of friendly and allied units within a 90-meter radius of the carrier by ten percent, with no stacking effect and cannot be used simultaneously with Command Aura.
Ding! The lottery is complete, please pay attention to check the receipt, welcome to the next lottery!
Galen licked his lips, a little unsatisfied. This lottery thing is a bit addictive!
Warsong Drum, in Warcraft, is a Level 5 treasure, a treasure that can increase the attack power of the group. Overall, it's not bad.
Although the Warsong Drum is a good thing, it is not enough to move Galen. Once, having seen the ocean, other water is difficult to be called water.
There are too many things Galen wants to get in this reward system.
Galen materialized the Warsong Drum, which is a small drum about twenty centimeters in diameter and about thirty centimeters high, which can be carried with him.
Galen tried it and hung it on his waist.
Quickly take the Warsong Drum off his waist, shook his head, deleted some ghostly pictures from his mind, and slipped away.