This made Jason secretly relieved. If he just didn’t reward and punish himself, he would be the first to drink this saliva. I’m afraid his own department would be in chaos.

You know, this army was not established long ago, let alone loyal to itself.
Once there is chaos, the consequences are really unimaginable.
"All right, everyone," Jason reluctantly pulled up a smile and said to all the people, "Let’s spread out and look for water. Remember that no one is allowed to drink it secretly first, and they must be handed over to the unified distribution first. If I find out who is guilty of it, don’t blame me for it. Go."
They no longer hesitate to freely answer a few questions, and they are forced to rush in toward the whole small camp.
Jason looked at the small camp next to the camp and breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe God doesn’t want me to die like this. After all, I am Jason, but I want to be a strange man.
He was a little tired and leaned his sword on the ground, feeling that his strength was almost exhausted.
Although the order was a little chaotic, fortunately, there was no big mistake in the end.
In the end, about 150 bags of rations with little water were handed in.
It’s not too many, but it’s not easy to have this number in the camp of a hundred scouts at a glance
Although in fact, a team of 100 people can find 150 bags of water, this is almost the same as the other party throwing all the trench to have a quantity that is more bizarre.
But Jason doesn’t have that much time to think about it at the moment, because he is dying of thirst himself
Several distribution officers were assigned, and a wooden bowl of different sizes was rationed.
A line of people lined up to territorial waters, and everything finally went in an orderly way.
This sudden supply has finally brought a chance to this remnant army on the verge of collapse.
And on the hillside not far away, the two Noxas officers are still constantly observing this remnant army.
"Fortunately, the leader is not too stupid, otherwise we don’t need to start work at all," said the first officer in a Gherardini tone.
"It’s a pity that you are deadly." The second officer also laughed.
"Isn’t it you?" The first officer retorted.
"Think of it as me." The second officer snorted. "Let the brothers know. It’s time to close the net. I’ll report it to General Dreius."
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Killing the battlefield at will
Arielia’s flying dance has jumped to the end
Once again, the Noxas were unexpectedly defeated.
As yesterday, no Noxas escaped. They fought to the last minute as if they were trying to integrate their lives with the land here.
The result of the battle was tragic.
Although today, the Ionians and the Birgewater people cooperate better than the tacit understanding, the Ionians are more confident because of yesterday’s battle.
The whole battle was like a one-sided massacre.
However, it was only after the whole war that Karma realized that there were probably more casualties today than yesterday.
The enemy is about 10 thousand, and the number of casualties on our own side may reach 10 thousand this time
This is not an acceptable figure for Karma.
Although less than half of these 10,000 people are from Birgewater.
However, nearly a thousand people were reduced in two days, which was really a heavy blow to the Ionian rebels with 20 thousand people at the very most.
In other words, even if the war can be won this time, the rebels’ money will be consumed by then.
At that time, I will fight for something with those people.
Although Karma is not a greedy person, if Ionia is handed over to the old school again.
And then hand ov such a country, which has consumed that blood of young people, to a group of people who have neve shed a drop of blood and sweat.
She will never agree.
With this in mind, she looked away and stood still. Shadow Sanren felt that she needed to talk to them.
Compared with Karma’s worries about soldiers on the battlefield, there are not so many big shots.
They know one thing. They won.
They won again.
They survived a life-and-death struggle.
This moment deserves cheering.
You should drink at this moment.
Several remnant Ionians embraced the Birgewater people who had to draw their swords in the later stage of the battle.
They cheered and howled together.
At this moment, there is no regional, national and ethnic difference.
It is ironic that war is sometimes the best way to bridge the gap.
"Well, I think it’s necessary for me to write this sentence in my mind later." Graves threw his cigarette butt on the ground and glanced at Chen Senran. "What do you think … hey, where are you going?"
Chen Senran has pulled out his horse.
He rode his horse to the battlefield, slowly galloped to Arielia’s side and held out a hand to her and said, "Hey, Valkyria, do you want to go for a ride with me?"