After the melee, hundreds of corpses appeared in the clearing of the forest.
Some of them were pierced by spears and died. Some had their arms or legs cut off by axes and died of excessive blood loss. Some were shot in the head with blunt objects and died beyond recognition. There was even a small child.
Some of them died by having their throats cut directly. Of course, not many could do this. Most of them were experienced hunters or high-level warriors like Rhodes.
People searched for trophies, rough and damaged armor, weapons suitable for human use, metal decorations, etc. on the dead beastmen, but most people found nothing.
In order to ensure that every fallen beastman was a dead corpse, the Norscans would go up and hit the beastman once before searching for one, stabbing the beastman in the chest to ensure that it was really dead, and then began to fumble for its belongings.
However, the beastmen are also poor people. They are a race that does not produce their own weapons. They rely on plundering all their equipment and weapons. After using them, they can rob them. However, it is not possible to rob good weapons in every battle. Sometimes,
It will still fail. Even if it is obtained, it is often not enough to arm the entire army.
Therefore, most of the weapons in the hands of the beastmen are second-hand goods. There is not a brand new one. More beastmen rely on brute force to fight, and their fangs and claws are weapons... The Norscans under Rhodes
After wandering around the pile of corpses for a long time, I didn't find anything valuable.
Moreover, the flesh of beastmen cannot be eaten. They are mutated products contaminated by Chaos. No one knows what the consequences will be if they are eaten. Maybe they will become monsters like them? Maybe they will die from vomiting and poisoning? In short, no one
Knowing that, no one would take the risk to try...
If the only useful thing on these monsters is, it may be the weird horns on their heads. In the eyes of humans, they are worthless, but in the eyes of some creatures, they are valuable...such as green skins
...These beastmen and goblins often use horns, horns, and ivory to make horns. Some believers with special beliefs will also use the horns of beastmen to make musical instruments. In short, they are waste in human society. In other races, they are not necessarily the same.
waste.
"Cut off the horns and burn the body."
Rhodes ordered his men to cut off the horns and bring them to the center of the town for display, and the bodies were burned on the spot.
As for where to pull the horn behind, Rhodes already has a plan in mind. Although he is the lord of Blackhammer Castle, he has private dealings with smugglers. These underground businessmen can transport goods to all over the world, as long as there are sufficient profits.
if.
A group of people worked in the forest clearing for a long time in the light rain, cutting off nearly a hundred pairs of beastman horns. They piled the corpses together, then lit a fire and left in a hurry. Under the night, the pile of bloody corpses
It was burning blazingly in the forest. In the early morning of the next day, no one knew what had happened there. Only blackened bones and broken copper and iron were left.
After returning to the camp, Celta reported the casualty statistics. A total of twenty-eight companions died in this battle, and twelve others were seriously injured. In other words, in a jungle encounter, Rhodes
Nearly one-third of the troops were lost.
Recalling the battle that just passed, they did not suffer many casualties at the beginning. Before the Hedgehog Formation was broken through, their casualties were only single digits, while the number of casualties among the beastmen had reached dozens.
"On the importance of teamwork in combat."
Rhodes sighed silently in his heart.
After returning, they must train the team combat capabilities of these Norscans as soon as possible! Rhodes secretly made the next plan in his heart.
Rhodes knew that more and more Norscans would join his camp. However, without effective management and team awareness, these Norscans would ultimately be unable to carry out important tasks.
Three days later, they returned to Black Hammer Fort. Also returning to the city were the logging teams. These lumberjacks from Black Hammer Fort had worked hard over the past month and brought a large amount of wood to Black Hammer Fort.
Timber, bundles and bundles of timber were hauled onto cargo ships, piloted by Roberts, who took the goods to the ports of the empire and sold them in exchange for gold coins.
Through maritime trade, Rhodes has accumulated a lot of wealth during this time. A shipload of furs, ores, and wood can be exchanged for hundreds of gold crowns and thousands of silver shillings. This is the annual income of ordinary nobles in the empire, and
Blackhammer Castle was completed in only two months. Compared to last winter, Rhodes had much more funds on hand. Although compared with the Iron Ring City next door, there was still a lot of disparity.
Rhodes returned to the city amidst the cheers of the people. When they saw piles of beast horns placed in the square, they knew that their lord had won another battle. As for the number of casualties, they did not know and had no time to know. They only
We know that Blackhammer Castle is safer than in previous years. Many civilians have even begun to think about whether to stay or stay this winter.
"Sir, you are back. Everyone is worried about your safety."
At the gate of Blackhammer Castle, Butler Muros has been waiting for a long time. He has a few more white hairs. Ever since Dennis was taken away, the old man has rarely smiled. Rhodes can't help but feel a little sad when he sees him getting older every day.
Sad. Muros has served three generations of Rod's ancestors. When he was still a teenager, he began to assist Rod's grandfather. Later, when he was middle-aged, he assisted Rod's father, and later, when he was in his old age.
At that time, he assisted Rhodes.
Many times, Rhodes has treated him as a family member rather than a simple servant and steward.
"I'm fine. I have a hundred warriors from the northern frozen soil. The evil moon has not come, and there is nothing that can threaten me."
Rhodes smiled, put his hand on the old butler's shoulder, and patted him twice, expressing his trust and closeness.
They climbed up the spiral staircase. Light shone in through the window holes, and they could see the path clearly without lighting torches in the corridor.
After walking through the corridor, they came to the familiar office. This was his home, and the office was connected to the bedroom. Since Dennis was taken away, the top living area had been closed off, and Rod didn't want to step into his daughter's room again.
, so as not to bring back those memories.
They sat down in the office. There was a musty smell in the air. With the arrival of summer, moisture penetrated into every corner of the castle. Even if the servants mopped and swept the floor every day, they could not remove all the smell.
"This is the financial statement for the past two months. Please take a look."
Muros took out a large accounting book from behind the door. The accounting book was edged with silver wire and the cover was made of thick cowhide. It felt heavy in his hand. Rhodes liked this thick feeling, which made him