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Seeing John in such deep sorrow, Redman stepped forward and gently patted his shoulder, trying to offer some comfort.
"Don't be too sad, brother. Although we have suffered great losses this time, we ultimately achieved a hard-fought victory. Once we return to the city, I’m sure there will be generous compensation from above to make up for everyone’s injuries. Besides, with your outstanding performance on the battlefield, you might even have a chance for a promotion to nobility. Everything will gradually get better then."
"I hope so," John could only think to himself.
The day after the battle.
John had no interest in the complex and intense power struggles among the upper echelons. At this moment, he focused all his attention on reviewing the results of his recent campaign.
He watched as the once seven thousand strong Serf Soldiers were gradually taken away by the surviving nobles. Everyone present understood that those who had miraculously survived the brutal war would undoubtedly become valuable assets in the guard forces of various families. As long as they could prove a connection to their own children, the nobles would not hesitate to claim them back.
However, even so, a considerable number of nobles had unfortunately fallen in battle. After some claims were made, only about fifteen hundred Serf Soldiers remained for John.
Yet when he mixed these survivors with his remaining soldiers from the original campaign, John was pleasantly surprised to find that his forces had suddenly exceeded seventeen hundred! Compared to when they set out, their numbers had more than quadrupled!
Not only that, but since the spoils of war from the Third Legion had not been confiscated by superiors, John's troops were also significantly better equipped. Now, over seventy percent of this army was armored, with more than twelve hundred soldiers possessing Ironclad gear, and nearly everyone wielded weapons that suited them perfectly.
Even more exhilarating was the fact that the supplies captured were extremely abundant. A rough estimate suggested that for at least the next two months, there would be no need to worry about food supplies, allowing his soldiers to continue fighting without any concerns.
Sudden wealth? For John, this was just a small surprise! The accurate information he received went far beyond that. According to reliable intelligence, he was about to be granted the title of Baron, and this uplifting news was personally delivered to him by an envoy sent by the Third Prince.
At this moment, John did not let himself become overly pleased or lose his composure. Although his title was confirmed, the specifics regarding his territory had yet to be finalized.
After all, many factors needed consideration, such as unclaimed territories and the area and location of land ceded by Lai County. Only after these issues were clarified could John's territory finally be determined.
"First to Xianyang for the king's favor, then to Xianyang for support in court."
As John hummed a tune leisurely while skillfully preparing delicious dishes in the Back Kitchen, his mood was as joyful as that of a Tianjin Stationmaster receiving a Steampunk car gift. The kitchen was filled with enticing aromas, seemingly celebrating John's bright future.
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