When night falls, the sky seems to be covered with a layer of black veil by the goddess of the night, and in the blink of an eye, the stars are shining brightly.
The majestic Moyun Mountains in the distance were silent in the night, turning into a huge shadow in the darkness. The sea of trees on the tops of the mountains completely disappeared into the endless darkness in front of us.
The heavy cavalry with nearly half casualties finally completed the evacuation before dark. Now the most elite construct knights under Marquis Solomon Bowen officially entered the front battlefield of Moyun Ridge, following the 500 construct knights.
There are also fifty catapults. Because there are a large number of crossbows and catapults deployed on the battlefield, the main task of the heavy armored infantry regiment is to guard these ordnance. Therefore, the three heavy armored infantry regiments take turns guarding the frontline battlefield.
The fifty-seventh heavy armored infantry regiment of Count Mond Goss, as a heavy armored infantry regiment with relatively few casualties in the expeditionary army, was once again required to be at the forefront.
Baron Sidney led the heavy armored infantry soldiers of the fourth group into the front line. Just under a row of crossbows at the highest point of the slope, he saw the soldiers of the second group who were frying horse meat pies with a group of crossbowmen. The atmosphere at the scene was extremely
Harmony.
Horsemeat will only appear in the infantry's menu when the heavy cavalry regiment and the constructed knights suffer heavy casualties.
It was completely dark, and the dotted fires on the battlefield were the dead evil spirits. When their heads were chopped off by the soldiers and pickled with quicklime, and the black-striped demon skin on their bodies was cruelly peeled off, what was left was
Those who fall will be exposed in the wilderness. As the victors of the war, the imperial infantry soldiers will not waste their energy on these evil ghosts. More often, they will just pick up the torch in their hands and walk in front of the corpses of the evil ghosts.
Set their corpses on fire.
When these evil spirits die, the thick black-purple blood in their bodies becomes easily ignited.
Therefore, in the dark night, clusters of bonfires will appear on the battlefield in the wild. These bonfires will continue to burn until only the white skeletons are left on the corpses of the evil spirits. The wind in the mountains and fields will blow these ashes everywhere on the battlefield.
Suldak was sitting in front of the console of a bed crossbow, chatting shoulder to shoulder with the captain of the group of bed crossbow soldiers.
After spending nearly a day together, the crossbow captain had a deep understanding of Surdak's strength.
Baron Sidney rode his horse to the top of the slope, with three hundred heavy armored infantry soldiers lined up behind him. Suldak quickly led Baron Sidney to the arranged camp residence. The camp of the fourth brigade was occupied.
Placed on the other side of the hillside, in addition to the camp tents set up, Suldak also prepared hot horse meat cakes for the infantry soldiers of the fourth group.
This kind of horse meat patty is made by mincing lean horse meat, adding some water chestnuts, onions, pepper, and salt, and then simply baking it. Each horse meat patty is about the size of a palm, and the outer layer is slightly thicker.
Burnt, He Boqiang feels that the taste is a bit like the lion's head that has just been fried in the oil pan. It has not yet been steamed in the steamer, and it has not been topped with a layer of delicious soup, but you can eat it at Zhancheng.
It's something baked, not a paste-like marching ration. Of course, it's a rare delicacy.
Seeing that his soldiers had been arranged very well before he showed up, Baron Sidney jumped off his horse, threw the horse's reins to the entourage behind him, walked up to Suldak, and took off the white gloves on his hands.
, patted Surdak affectionately on the shoulder.
"How do you think about things?"
The Baron stared at Suldak and asked earnestly.
Seeing that Surdak hesitated in his answer, Baron Sidney felt that Surdak wanted to go home more than he wanted to become a knight.
However, this matter is related to the appointment of squadron leaders of the Fourth Group. Baron Sidney hopes that one of these squadron leaders can be his confidant. There are very few candidates to choose from. This man was born as a civilian in Surdak.
, is currently the best choice.
Baron Sidney approached Suldak and said to him in a low voice:
"Don't think that this kind of thing happens often. Some people may not be able to catch it even after waiting for decades."
Seeing that Surdak was listening attentively, he continued:
"Being able to become a knight canonized by the Green Empire will give you many privileges. For example, you can collect taxes on your own land and only need to pay a small amount to the empire in a symbolic sense every year."
Land and taxes are always two big mountains that weigh on the backs of common people. When Suldak heard Baron Sidney say this, he was a little moved.
Baron Sidney continued:
"You are not the only candidate for the squadron leader vacancy this time. If you haven't competed with them, I can ask Count Mond Goss to sign your retirement application so that your journey home will be smooth.
No problem, and you can become my retinue. Even if you return to Helensa, if you encounter any problems, you can take your identity plate to Akolwin Territory and seek my help. Even if I am not here, my butler will handle it.
All of this will give you a certain amount of help.”
This time Baron Sidney came with great sincerity. Although Suldak didn't know why Baron Sidney wanted to become a knight so eagerly, he could see some real benefits.
Standing straight in front of Baron Sidney, Suldak said:
"Baron Sidney, I am willing to accept this knight selection."
Seeing that Suldak agreed, Sidney reached out and patted his shoulder again and said to him: "Do a good job, I'm optimistic about you!"
Being stared at by Baron Sidney with kind eyes, Suldak suddenly felt a little uncomfortable all over his body.
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He Boqiang was squatting in front of a war horse with injured legs. He used a skinning knife to cut a branch into a flat shape, and then wrapped the broken horse's leg tightly with two splints with linen cloth, so that the broken bones would be connected.
Failure to respond will cause another dislocation.
This was an ancient Bo Lai war horse with an injured leg that was picked up from the battlefield. When He Boqiang saw it, it was lying in a mud pit wearing a heavy armor, and it was tied with some other dead horses by chains.
, the heavy cavalry who died in the battle have been carried to the rear, and a farewell ceremony will probably be held tomorrow.
There were many dying war horses around, and most of the injuries on those war horses could not be cured. The infantry soldiers did not mind sending them on their last journey with the long swords in their hands.
It's just that this war horse only injured its leg. If treated in time, there is still a chance that it will get better.
The limited transportation capacity of the Logistics Department not only transports battlefield materials, but also transports more than two hundred heavy cavalry corpses. These injured but not dead can only be left on the battlefield and cannot be transported back to the horses. And those who have died in the battle, there is only one here.
Name: horse meat.
He Boqiang saw that there was still a possibility of saving the horse, and was reluctant to kill such a fat and strong war horse on the spot, so he ran to the top of the slope to find the coachman who was carrying the crossbow, and asked him to use the mule to pull the crossbow.
Bring the injured horse back to the hillside camp.
The coachman knew that He Boqiang was mute and could not speak, and was also a heavy armored infantry soldier with a low status. When he saw He Boqiang gesticulating, he was unwilling to help. In the end, the shining silver ingot was more convincing.
, successfully made the coachman change his attention.
Augustus was very puzzled by this. In his opinion, a silver coin could do almost nothing on the battlefield. How could the love of a heavy armored infantry soldier be worth anything?
In any case, after the injured war horse took off its expensive armor, it became a piece of living horse meat, which was taken back to the hilltop camp by He Boqiang.
With the help of red socks, He Boqiang successfully splinted the horse's front legs.
"Actually, even if it is cured, it is impossible for an infantry soldier to own a war horse, and it still has the mark of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment. Now it is just a pile of horse meat. When it is cured, someone from the Heavy Cavalry Regiment will come forward to find it.
The war horse you asked for, they will not think that you have cured the war horse, and this horse belongs to you..." Behind He Boqiang, the bearded Kagel kept talking endlessly.
In the end, He Boqiang just patted Cagel on the shoulder, indicating that he knew all this.