No one wants to die if they can live, survival is the instinct of everyone, even the Thracians who bravely face the galloping war horse.

The war of this era is piled up with human life and blood, no matter which country or civilization, the bloodthirsty are not only the Incas who still exist on the American continent, but Europe in this era is also using flesh and blood to create glory.

Every large-scale war means that a large number of soldiers fall asleep on the battlefield and do not wake up, without the smoke of later generations, but a large amount of blood that can gather into a river.

The Thracians who knelt in front of Lao Luo thought that this was their last battle, but Lao Luo's arrows gave them a chance to survive again, even if life was not entirely their own, but the master in front of them was obviously a compassionate man, a leader worthy of allegiance.

As several Thracians knelt down in thanks, they were followed by several more Bulgarian strong men, who were also members of the sword and shield hands. Then there were archers who admired Lao Luo's archery skills and made the same kneeling motion.

Seeing that there are more and more people, although the battlefield is under control, it is obviously not wise to delay here because of these trivial matters, "All right, Gonzhas, tell them all to rise, remember that in Athens I promised, at least until you reach the East, you will be my people, your lives belong to me, and it is not permissible to waste your lives needlessly." ”

"Yes, my master." Gonzas made a salute by beating his chest with his right hand, and then called out to everyone who was kneeling on one knee behind him to get up, and ordered them all to clean up the battlefield.

The battle ended so quickly that Stan, who was covered in axe throws, didn't have a chance to make a move - he hadn't fully adapted to fighting on tall horses, as he had been practicing riding lately without a suitable horse for him. At this time, it is his job to tidy up the battlefield and collect the loot, this guy who is two meters tall and two or three meters tall walked over with an aggrieved face, "Master, what to do with the loot collected?" What about the captives? ”

"Don't worry, Stan, the road to the east is definitely not smooth, this kind of battle is indispensable, there is always a time for you to play." Lao Luo looked at this guy who was taller than himself, although this guy likes to manage logistics, but as a soldier, he will never like to just stay comfortably in the rear, Lao Luo understands this very well, "The spoils of war, the weapons are distributed according to their own choice, and the horses and all other things are gathered for backup." Capture not a single one, these guys are a scourge, worthless. ”

Stan was visibly much better at the reassurance, the Viking-turned-Guy didn't have any concept of treating captives well, "Understood, boss. But does the corpse need to be restrained? ”

Lao Luo looked at the unlucky ghosts on the ground in front of him, there were all kinds of unlucky ghosts that had been killed nearby, there were killed cavalrymen, and horses that had been injured and killed by mistake, and the blood stains on the ground were about to merge into a stream, he looked back at Smyrna in the west far away on the horizon, "Dig a big pit with a shovel, bury all the corpses, and deal with the blood stains on the ground, try not to leave traces." ”

"Yes, boss!" Stan excitedly busied himself with Zhang Luo.

Lao Luo instructed everyone to call his boss with the English word boss, which is a habit he formed in the mercenary team, although there is no English in this era, but these Western guys still clearly accept this word, but just now Gonzhas and a few people kneeling on the ground called the master changed back to Latin Magistermeus, I can't help but say that the power of habit is really strong. Anyway, it's just a title, Lao Luo doesn't care, changing a custom is often a thankless thing, and grasping your heart is the most important thing.

There are a lot of shovels placed on the back of the camel, similar to the shape of the pointed sapper shovel in later generations, which were still ordered in the time of Lao Luo in Cairo, and it cannot be said that the blacksmiths of the Arabs in this era are still very powerful, although the things made are not as strong as those of later generations because of the material, but the shape and function are really good.

These former gladiators did not have the concept of desecrating the dead, and they never left items for the living. After all the living captives were killed, these guys even ripped off the rotten shoes on the unlucky cavalry, but fortunately, Lao Luo hurriedly stopped them, who would wear these tattered boots?

In the end, all the valuable things on the losers were collected by the battle minions, a total of three hundred and fourteen unlucky ghosts, and none of them escaped, and the scouts on the periphery of Alc played a big role in hunting down the fugitives.

Dig a big pit in a secluded place away from the roadside, and then throw all the disheveled unlucky corpses into it, and dispose of the dead horse corpses as well, anyway, everyone is not short of food, there is no need to eat these horse meat, and the blood stains on the ground are also shoveled off and thrown into the pit, and then filled in the soil and buried, and the ground of the original battlefield is swept with hay, and soon after the wind blows and covers it with dust, no one will know that there was a skirmish here.

Quintano may still have some interest in Smyrna, but Lao Luo lacks even the interest to understand his opponent, and for him, it is just an unlucky ghost sent to the door.

Maybe it was luck, or maybe the peninsula was really sparsely populated in this era, and it took almost four hours to clean up the battlefield, and even if the Arke scouts were two kilometers away, they didn't see any passers-by, and three hundred and fourteen Smyrna cavalry disappeared silently into the wasteland.

After taking care of the battlefield, the people did not stop any longer, and continued to march eastward for about six Roman miles, that is, about ten kilometers, a foothill, surrounded by barren grass and low trees, and chose a valley far from the roadside, Lao Luo ordered everyone to stop and rest, and prepare for rest and lunch after the battle.

Although this battle was very short, no one died, and no one was seriously injured, but there were still a lot of minor injuries, mostly because of the scratches from the handover of weapons, and there were two unlucky guys who were stepped on by the war horse because they were not in a hurry to dodge, and their leg bones were fractured, although they were simply dealt with, but Lao Luo didn't want to lose a good soldier because of such a small injury.

Ordering Alc to send men around to keep guard, Stan and Max Od leading the food preparations, and Old Law telling Gonzhas to gather all the wounded and prepare to teach them how to deal with their wounds, which is not a difficult task for him, even the two guys who were trampled by horses.

Bandaging wounds Naga and Mnachi had seen Lao Luo do this kind of thing a long time ago, but they were still shocked by Lao Luo's methods, not to mention the former gladiators who had little knowledge. The wound was stitched with casing threads, and the herbs to stop bleeding Lao Luo had prepared a lot as early as in East Africa, bandaging the wound with boiled gauze, and then fixing the bones with a splint after the bones, all the former gladiators who had not seen this skill were stunned, according to their understanding, it was difficult to grow a broken bone again, and the two unlucky guys were destined to become lame.

At this time, Western medical technology was still stuck in the ancient Greek Hippocrates' theory of four humors, and no one would give medical treatment to the gladiators, even the common people could not afford the expensive medical expenses, although the Arabs at this time had developed medical skills, and even specialized in ophthalmology and psychiatry, but it was also only for the aristocracy.

A complete theory of anatomy would not be formed until after the Renaissance, and the period of one thousand and four years was a period of barbarism earlier than the Middle Ages.

In the eyes of the battle slaves, Lao Luo saw fear and respect, sewing human skin together like sewing clothes, like a witch to make them feel mysterious. Only Li Zhan and others, who are descendants of the Tang Dynasty, have some understanding, but they also misunderstand whether Lao Luo inherited Bian Que's medical skills, and Lao Luo, whose combat power and insights are mysterious, is even more mysterious in their eyes.

The only thing that remains unchanged is Li Jiao, the fire girl, for her, the more mysterious Lao Luo is, the more worthy of her affection, although she is not the same character as Codder Silk, but the mysterious and powerful man in front of her is the most worthy of her physical and mental promise. There were too many people around, even if she was a fire girl, she was embarrassed to say anything, so she had to stare at Lao Luo with fiery eyes all the time.

It wasn't until Stan led the food to be prepared and everyone began to enjoy the delicious barbecue and oatmeal that Old Luo felt that the heat behind him had subsided, making him a little suspicious if something strange had happened.

After eating Chinese food and sending out the sentinels sent around, everyone was resting, and Lao Luo had time to listen to Stan's report on the loot. Although the strength of the dead cavalry was not very good, but their mounts were all first-class war horses, and there were not many dead war horses, and the rest were all captured, with a total of more than 270 horses, all of which were excellent Arabian horses and Iberian horses, and these horses were well bred because they were used as military horses, and even the horseshoes and saddles were intact, which solved the problem of insufficient foot strength to go to the East.

In addition to the other harvested all kinds of weapons, they were all bits and pieces, and some of the cavalry's belongings were collected by the battle slaves, Lao Luo didn't have the patience to check them one by one, but just told Stan to collect them, anyway, he had this hobby, as a gadget to reward everyone in the future.

Captured weapons were a key point of Lao Luo's attention, and the Byzantine cavalry of this era rarely had long-handled weapons, mostly maces or scimitars, and even scimitars were not common, because scimitars were too easy to destroy. Their mace was more like a metal stick with a slight weight, but it was barely enough as a makeshift weapon for their combat minions to ride in battle.

Call Gonzas, and Lao Luo needs to summarize the problems that have arisen in the battle with him.

"Master, this battle went well," Gonzhas felt that this sudden battle was very simple, and no one even died, and he felt strange to Lao Luo's inquiry, "We only had a dozen people slightly wounded, and no one died, it was a successful small battle. ”

"No, no, Gonzas," said Old Law, shaking his head, and commanded Gonzas to sit on the ground like him, and then said, "Only a dozen people were slightly wounded because I shot arrows and sniped their opponents when they were in danger, didn't I?" ”

Gonzhas recalled the situation during the battle, and in an instant the sweat on his face fell.

Lao Luo looked at the other party's frightened expression and didn't say much, this is a person who understands, "Gonzas, when you were fighting in the gladiatorial arena, you had a group cooperation, right?" ”

"Yes, master," Gonzhas didn't hear the master's reproach, and his mood relaxed a little, "There are simple three-three combinations, there are Roman circle combinations, and there are multi-person square combinations. ”

"That's good," Lao Luo didn't know much about the ancient battle formation, but the guy in front of him was a battle-hardened battle, "Why didn't you use it in today's battle?" ”

"Today, today......" Gonzhas couldn't say that today's layout was to try to block the enemy and prevent the opponent from charging and injuring the female relatives of the rear team.

Seeing Gonzas's hesitation, Lao Luo immediately understood the other party's distress, "Okay, I understand your thoughts, I don't blame you for today's formation, it's because I didn't think it through." ”

Gonzhas was greatly relieved in his heart, a master who knew how to examine his own mistakes, this was his own luck, "Thank you master for your understanding." ”

"Gonzas, you are a warrior, you must have the integrity of a warrior." Lao Luo was amused by this big man's flattering behavior, but this was not what he needed, so he had to nod a little at the other party, "In the future, the battle will be based on self-defense first, at least for now, I don't need you to use your lives to achieve any victory, understand?" ”

"Yes, my master!" Gonzhas sat up straight, respectfully agreeing. Although he was still respectful, it was obvious that his mood had settled down.

Lao Luo and he continued to talk about the changes in the battle formation, as well as the battle formation arrangement during the great battlefield in this era. After all, Gonzas is only the leader of a squad of fighters, and he has not been exposed to the big strategic aspects, but the squad is very skilled in combat.

The squad battles of this era still continued the Roman fighting style, and the various small battle formations were all taken from the model of that time. There are many ways to deal with the cavalry of the brigade, the barrel shield array combined with the sword and shield soldiers, and the Macedonian spear phalanx combined with the spearmen, are the two most typical examples.

However, Lao Luo's own small team has few chances to meet large-scale cavalry, at most one hundred and ten cavalry rushing into battle, so what is needed is a squad to fight to reduce the probability of fighting alone, and finally Lao Luo and Gonzhas negotiated two sword and shield soldiers, two spears and ice, two archers and a free man's seven-person squad mode, I believe that this tactical cooperation can effectively reduce the risk of single combat when encountering a similar situation again.

After the discussion was over, Gonzhas went to put things in order and arrange the affairs of the battle slaves. Al Hesyn, a guy who wasn't interested in war, leaned over, "Bartol, today's battle was exciting, but I still haven't seen you charge. ”

Lao Luo couldn't help but roll his eyes, this guy, since Naga told him about his fierceness, he always suspected that it was Naga's exaggeration, and then he used this topic to provoke himself at every opportunity, he couldn't be looking for a bunch of enemies, and he went to the battle to slash and kill him, right? "Al, you guy, be honest as a scholar, you're not interested in war."

"I'm not interested in war, I'm interested in your personal strength." Al Hesian tongue twister taunted his Greek.

Lao Luo is actually full of headaches about Greek, although his memory has been greatly enhanced, but he really has limited time, and he doesn't have so much time to study seriously, Al Hessin's words made him confused for a while, "Okay, okay, Al, what do you want to say?" ”

"Bartol, you guy is so boring," Al Hesian and Lao Luo were already familiar with each other, and the two of them had experienced a lot of things together since they realized that they were now making jokes with each other, "I want to ask where we are going next?" First of all, I won't go to Baghdad again. ”

Lao Luo knew that this guy in front of him had left the Arab world and traveled many places with him, and he no longer had any nostalgia for that country that was declining and divided.