The afterglow of the setting sun renders the clouds fiery red on the horizon.
A large group of bronze-billed crows flew over the camp from the distant horizon and fell into the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. There was a large bird's nest built in the forest over there.
The soldiers registered their fallen comrades one by one, leaving only their nameplates and valuable personal belongings. The bodies were wrapped in linen, smeared with kerosene, and piled into high stacks. The surroundings were piled with red pine branches.
The priest wearing a priest's robe held a curled prayer book in his hand and stood in front of the pile of corpses and softly recited a requiem.
Mond Goss, commander of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment, personally lit pine branches. Thick smoke billowed out, and the linen cloth filled with kerosene was quickly ignited. The fire quickly spread to the entire pile of corpses.
The firewood burned with crackling sounds, and a sharp "squeaking" sound came from the pile of corpses. This was the sound of the fat on the corpse being rapidly refined by the high heat.
Ten night watchmen will keep watch here until dawn to prevent the fire from spreading outwards.
The four captains of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment stood behind Commander Mond Goss, expressionlessly waiting for the ceremony to end before leading their respective teams back to the camp.
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Every time after cleaning the battlefield, Baron Sidney, the captain of the Fourth Brigade, had a trace of pride on his face.
Even in the military camp, he paid great attention to his appearance and kept his military uniforms ironed and clean at all times. He wore a pair of long military boots that were polished brightly, and the scabbard on his belt was inlaid with three nails as big as nails.
Sapphire, two red copper medals of nobility hanging near the chest of the military uniform were also polished and polished.
Before returning to his camp, he would patrol the camp of the Fourth Brigade as usual. The first thing he checked was naturally the animal pen. There were twelve Thunder Rhinoceros circled here. These Thunder Rhinoceros were not his personal property.
The private property of his brother-in-law, Commander Mond Goss, the commander of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment, these large land beasts are mainly responsible for carrying valuable materials in the military camp.
The favorite food of these thunder rhinoceros is potato cakes full of starch. You only need to mash the sweet potatoes, steam them in a basket and let them cool, and you will get potato cakes as big as a wheel.
With their appetite, they need to eat at least fifty potato pancakes the size of a wheel in one meal. Fortunately, they don’t eat them all the time, and they only need to feed tapioca pancakes twice a day, morning and evening.
Afterwards, Baron Sidney would go around the five squadron camps below to check the layout of the sentry posts at night, and would not return to his camp until it was completely dark.
But tonight he wanted to return to his tent early. The adjutant came forward secretly an hour ago to report that the caravans following the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment had sent representatives to wait outside his tent. Although there was no clearing of the battlefield this time,
Rich oil and water, but the harvest is still very good after all. You can always get some black-striped magic skin from these evil spirits, which is a hot commodity in the eyes of magic merchants.
Baron Sidney knew very well how to clean the battlefield, what things could be taken (such as the small pieces of black-striped demon skin on these evil spirits), and what things should never be taken (such as some valuables from the fallen soldiers and the legion’s standard equipment).
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However, Baron Sidney felt a little dissatisfied at the moment. Just after he inspected the sentry post, he was blocked by several soldiers. However, he knew that the veteran Sam standing at the front was a captain of the 5th Squadron.
Baron Sidney's most profound impression of this veteran Sam was that he was a veteran with considerable experience when his father led the brigade. This guy himself was like a slippery man.
Old Loach, no matter how dangerous the battle situation is, this guy can survive it, but for an old bastard like this, it is absolutely impossible for them to be promoted through meritorious service.
At this moment, veterans Sam and Suldak stood in front of Baron Sidney with the remaining ten soldiers of the second team.
"What's the matter with you guys?" Lord Baron asked with a stinky face, and everyone could see the dissatisfaction on his face.
Veteran Sam wanted to retreat, but at this time, Suldak beside him stepped forward and reported to Captain Sidney: "Baron Sidney, the situation is like this..."
At this time, Sam could only bite the bullet and stand beside Suldak, waiting for Surdak to finish everything.
Baron Sidney has three hundred warriors under his command. Although he may not be able to name all of these warriors, he has a certain impression of each warrior. The most profound impression of Surdak is that this young man has a lot of talents.
He has good skinning skills and is considered a technical talent in the team.
Because of this, Baron Sidney had the patience to let Suldak finish what he said.
After listening to Suldak's account, Baron Sidney frowned and said displeasedly: "Why do you come to me for such a thing?"
Veteran Sam glanced at Suldak secretly, with a look in his eyes that said, 'Look, you don't want to listen to what I say. If the Baron blames you, let's see what happens to you...'
Suldak looked at Baron Sidney nervously.
Perhaps Baron Sidney was infected by Suldak's sincere eyes, or perhaps Baron Sidney was eager to get away, so he had to deal with the matter quickly, so he ordered Suldak: "You guys...
He'll leave it to the Logistics Department, we're not a field medical center."
Suldak answered honestly: "We went to the logistics department of the regiment, but the man did not have an identity plate and could not prove that he was a soldier of our regiment or a friendly regiment. The logistics department refused to accept him."
Baron Sidney certainly knew that those departments in the infantry regiment were bound to blame each other when there was no benefit.
He lowered his head and thought seriously. The adjutant behind him leaned into Baron Sidney's ear and whispered a few words.
Baron Sidney's eyes lit up and he immediately said to Suldak: "That's it! Then ask him where he is from and leave it directly to the merchants outside the camp. I think when those merchants were transporting supplies to Green,
I won’t mind bringing back a wounded soldier, but his family will need to pay a reward.”
Thinking that although that person was not a fool, he had not said a word until he woke up, Suldak explained to Baron Sidney again: "Lord Baron Sidney..."
These words probably burned out the last bit of Baron Sidney's patience. The expression on his face became increasingly pale, and he said casually: "That's it! Originally... the military camp cannot accommodate such people without identity, but
I can pretend that I don't know anything. Since it's so heavy, if I can't survive these days..., then I can just find a place to bury him in the woods outside the camp. If he survives, as long as he can walk, he will be buried.
Let him get out of here as soon as possible! Remember not to cause any trouble for me!"
After saying that, he led his adjutant and walked through the middle of Suldak and Sam...
"Yes, Lord Baron." Suldak shuddered and hurriedly saluted.
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He Boqiang was lying in a tent filled with the smell of sweat and feet. For the first time, he felt that he was a redundant person.
After Suldak rescued him from the battlefield, he racked his brains to send him to various places with the ability to receive and treat him, such as the infantry regiment's logistics department shelter, such as those who followed the infantry regiment to make war fortune.
The caravan, but unfortunately they were unwilling to take in He Boqiang, who was seriously injured and could not move.
In the end, Suldak did not leave He Boqiang in the woods outside the camp and left him to fend for himself.
He persuaded veteran Sam and everyone in the second team, and after obtaining their consent, he carried He Boqiang into the tent in the camp and found a quiet corner. Although there was no military doctor and no dilution of healing potion,
Due to the rationing of liquid, they could only bring some oatmeal from the canteen every day and pour it into He Boqiang's stomach rudely like a spoonful.
Although life was so difficult, He Boqiang found that his body was as tenacious as weeds.
Under such adversity, the injuries on his body actually improved little by little.
He Boqiang closes his eyes every day and has to accept the memory fragments flying in the void. When he opens his eyes, he sees a group of low-level soldiers living tenaciously in this strange world. He finally discovers that this is not a dream. He should be traveling through time.