The blood almost dyed the pebbles in the valley red. Surdak rummaged through the corpses for those seriously injured soldiers. As long as there was a breath of life that could be saved, he called for people to come and carry them to the temporary tent he built on the battlefield.
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Seeing that Surdak turned out to be a paladin with the power of the Holy Light, the rebel soldiers took the initiative to carry the seriously wounded to the front of Surdak's tent.
Soon there would be no need for Surdak to take the initiative to search for the wounded and treat them. He would only need to use the Holy Light spell on these injured warriors in the tent.
Suldak's principle for treating the wounded is to give priority to the seriously injured...
In the past, after such a battle, the rebels would have to make a life-or-death decision because they had no healing potions or water magicians.
Those soldiers who feel that their injuries cannot be healed and do not want to continue to endure the pain will have their closest comrades help them make a break. There is often a collective farewell ceremony at this time.
Some soldiers who felt that they could still survive had to be simply bandaged and then lay in the camp to fight death alone.
But things are obviously different now...
Surdak took the initiative to treat these rebels, and all the soldiers who could still breathe were carried back from the battlefield.
Siya follows Surdak as an assistant. Magic has no borders. As an excellent water magician, Siya is very skilled in hydrotherapy and detoxification...
However, Thea is more inclined to treat injured children, elderly people and women in the rebel camp.
The two-headed ogre brought back a war horse whose head was decapitated by Suldak's sword from the battlefield. He carried the war horse on his shoulder and held the horse's head in his other hand, with some blood on his mouth.
, daunting...
He set up two bonfires next to Surdak's tent, and boiled a large pot on one of the bonfires, which was filled with clean water. After boiling, the water in the iron pot had to be cooled, ready to be provided to Surdak.
Used to clean the wounds of injured soldiers.
The other bonfire was used to grill the war horses. He had tied the whole horse to a huge log, skinned it and removed the internal organs. It seemed that he wanted to roast the whole horse. The ogre carried it in his pocket.
Apply some salt and spices to the war horse.
Gulitem kept chattering to Naohua'er: "This kind of horse meat is very chewy after being roasted, especially the meat on the horse's legs is particularly delicious..."
Brother Nao Hua Er wanted to take a bite directly from the raw meat, "Brother, stop talking."
For ogres, every fierce battle consumes a lot of energy, and the best way to replenish energy is to eat a lot.
Samira crouched next to the First Construct Knight, personally took off the magic pattern construct from his body, and put the magic belt, weapons, and saddle together.
She personally ran over to all the construct knights that Surdak and Gulitem killed personally, and stripped off all the magic pattern constructs, weapons, shields, magic belts and gold and silver ornaments on their bodies.
There were almost twenty construct knights in this cavalry regiment, and eleven of them were killed by Surdak, Gulitem, and Samira.
Ordinary cavalry Samira automatically ignored it. The biggest gain this time was eleven sets of magic pattern structures. Although they were all damaged to a certain extent, they should still be repairable.
Samira's eyes became bright. She had never thought before that making money by hunting monsters, expanding territory, and mining ores was far inferior to winning a war. It was simply too profitable.
The winning side actually has a way to make up for the losses caused during the battle...
The rebel leaders watched Samira carrying eleven sets of magic pattern structures from a distance, but they were unable to walk over and say anything.
What can I say! If it hadn’t been for others to lend a helping hand in times of crisis, the rebel army would probably have been slaughtered by this cavalry regiment...
Now they are just collecting the trophies of killing the enemy, and now the knight is still treating the wounded soldiers. Although these magic pattern structures are precious to the rebels, they can only watch Samira pocket them.
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Of course, it was impossible for these rebel soldiers to forget this scene so quickly. An arrow of light hit a construct knight in the arc of lightning in the sky. Lightning from the sky actually exploded in the cavalry charge formation, causing all the archers in the rebel camp to panic.
It was eye-opening to see that an archer could still deliver such a powerful strike.
Many people died in the battle, and even more were injured. Surdak was very busy.
The sacrifices he took out this time were all carried in the magic waist bag. The magic waist bag has limited space, and the number of sacrifices he carried was not large. Aphrodite was no longer in the lava mine of Pussy Mountain, so there was no way to take it out.
Inventory, so for the sacrifices of these Warcraft heads, Surdak basically saves as much as he can. One elementary head has to bless two severely injured numbers with the blessing of the God of 'Blessed Body'.
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The surviving children in the camp gathered together. They were frightened by this brutal battle.
The shadow of death shrouded the entire camp. Women hugged their children and hid in the corner to secretly shed tears. Those who survived or those who had died were all crying.
The rebel soldiers seemed to have adapted to this kind of life. They carried their injured companions back to the camp on the battlefield and lined up outside the tent to wait for Surdak's treatment.
Others collected a large amount of firewood from the woods and set up a huge firewood pile in the open space at the bottom of the valley. They neatly placed the bodies of their dead companions on it and waited for the burning ceremony in the evening.
People here believe that when day and night alternate, there will be an open door to the underworld and the human world...
The dead lord's cavalry must also be burned to prevent their skeletons from becoming part of the undead army.
However, their corpses were thrown away more casually. All valuable things were stripped off, and their bloody corpses lay in a mess on the firewood.
The camp is not too big, it is just a small stronghold.
The bearded Edgar had just brought more than 300 fleeing town residents here. Unexpectedly, he was seized by a cavalry regiment. The main force of the rebel army was not here. The infantry here were not those at all.
Well-trained and well-equipped cavalry.
The valley here is in the deepest part of the mountain col, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only one exit blocked by the lord's cavalry.
No one could escape and could only fight to the death.
Watching the young warriors around him fall down one by one, Edgar even thought that he would die here. Although he was scratched by a knight with a bone-deep wound in his ribs, he wanted to die before he died.
Kill a few more lords' troops before dying, and keep fighting on the battlefield.
He didn't expect to meet the magician Aved here, and this enthusiastic magician actually sent his followers at the critical moment and saved a large number of people on his side.
He also lay in the tent as a casualty with injured ribs and received treatment from Suldak.
Surdak squatted beside him, cut open the blood-soaked sheets wrapped around him, and asked the bearded man curiously: "You concealed your identity in Takalai Town just to bring these children away."
come out?"
The bearded Edgar's face was unusually pale, and he was bleeding too much. Waves of dizziness hit him, and he did not dare to sleep. It is said that many of his companions fell asleep at this time and never woke up.
Edgar is not afraid of death, but now there is obviously a chance to live...
"Our camp is very short of supplies. We have no choice but to take advantage of the fact that the troops in Takarai Town are almost empty and rush in to grab some supplies." The bearded man said weakly: "The benefits of our attack on the town are really great.
Kill less civilians. As long as the nobles do not resist and have no grudges against us, we are willing to let them go. However, we have to take away the property. There is a lack of clothes and clothing here. After all, we still have to survive."
His voice was a little deep:
"After this kind of battle to capture the town, the lord army needs to appease the soldiers. They will search for all the ownerless things in the town. Of course, they will not let go even if they have owners. As long as the owner dies, then
It becomes a thing without an owner."
"The nobles are better off, but when this kind of thing happens to small town residents, everyone has almost no way to survive. It happens every time."
The bearded man rubbed his messy hair, but it affected the wound, causing him to gasp in pain.
"Bringing them out also hopes that they can survive?" Big Beard said.
Suldak felt that what he said was a bit high-sounding and expressed disbelief in his rhetoric.
The bearded man wanted to smile awkwardly, but the pain from the wound only made him twitch the corner of his mouth. He lay honestly on the treatment bed made of wooden boxes. "In addition, our rebels also need to replenish fresh blood. These children are
our future……"
Surdak glanced outside, through the gap in the door curtain, and saw many young soldiers outside, and asked: "Don't your soldiers here raise more children?"
The bearded Edgar shook his head and said with a wry smile: "How can I raise children if I can't support myself?"
Then the bearded man said: "We often have to fight with the lord's army. If we have to be careful to raise a child every time we have sex, or simply have the bond of children in the camp, how can these soldiers fight the lord's army on the battlefield?
…?”
"What we pursue is freedom and faith..."
Suldak continued to ask: "Then what is your belief?"
The bearded Edgar looked forward to the future, his eyes a little wandering, and said: "Of course it will be to overthrow MacDonnell's lord army. At least all the poor people can be given a piece of land..."
Surdak almost said Interne Xonnar. He paused for a moment, and then complained: "...Well, okay, this is a good idea. Although it is a good idea, your strength is really
It’s too ordinary.”
But the bearded Edgar smiled as usual and said: "It's okay, it will get better gradually in the future."