John, who was already feeling depressed because of the heavy casualties his troops had suffered during the recent fighting against the north,

After reading the intelligence report in his hand, his previously furrowed brow instantly relaxed, and a look of extreme joy appeared on his face.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Notify the frontline troops to hold out for one more night,"

"Tomorrow, we'll leave all the positions and equipment to those bowlegs who came all the way from Japan!"

"Let those bow-legged bastards fight the northern army to the death!"

After the communications soldier left, the adjutant spoke with a hint of doubt and seriousness on his face.

Mr. John,

"There are only two regiments on the front line in Melut to the north, with a combined strength of no more than two thousand men,"

"After six days of intense fighting, it would be good if they had 1,500 men left..."

"If we cede the position now..."

"Wouldn't that be giving away the credit that was already in hand to those bow-legged guys?"

"If we do that, the lads on the front lines will have something to say!"

Unlike regular soldiers, mercenaries' wages are determined by the intensity of the battlefield.

Based on this pricing, if the established task is successfully completed,

There will be a very generous bonus, which will definitely be more than three months' salary.

Therefore, many mercenaries would voluntarily transfer to the most intense battlegrounds in order to earn this reward.

Although the risk of death is high in areas of intense fighting, they all became mercenaries for the money.

Do you still care about these things?

"Ha ha ha ha,"

"That's not a problem, tell the lads on the front lines,"

"Mr. William said that the bonus would still be paid after the withdrawal from the position,"

"And there will be a completely new mission,"

"If this task is completed, Mr. William promises to give everyone a year's worth of bonuses!!!"