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After being escorted by the Black Armor Knights along the way, and being watched by the locals as he walked through the town, Abdullah felt tired like never before, and the only thing he was thankful for was that no one threw stones or rotten fruit at him or his soldiers along the streets, and he did not suffer a mental insult.

When he was finally escorted to his destination, Abdullah sat down on the ground without any image, and his behavior looked like that of an ordinary Arab soldier: these terrifying knights could carry a suit of armor and equipment on foot without taking a breath, which did not mean that they ordinary humans could do it, and many Arab soldiers were so tired on the road that they almost collapsed on the way.

However, after the Arab prisoners of war were paralyzed, the black-armored knights did not use any brutal means to force them to continue on their way, but directly tied them up and threw them into the wagon, allowing them to carry them on their way.

Although the paralyzed POWs were thrown into the wagon and no longer had to toss their feet and were able to take a short break, the other Arab POWs did not try to sneak around and pretend to be paralytic.

The reason for this is simple: the "lucky" Arab prisoners of war were thrown not by empty wagons or wagons with weapons and equipment, but by wagons piled up with human and horse corpses that began to stench

No one wants to be smothered in a pile of corpses. Therefore, all Arab prisoners of war honestly marched on foot and prayed to Allah for their companions who breathed the smell of decay.

After entering the camp where the black-armored knights were stationed, all the Arab prisoners of war were given a place and time to rest, and they were no longer bound in a state of being bound: the black-armored knights only kept the bindings on their wrists, and the rest of the hemp ropes on their bodies were untied, and they only had to stay honestly in a limited area centered on a few campfires under the watchful eye of a dozen black-armored knights. You will be allowed to rest and talk to each other.

As soon as Abdullah, who had finally recovered his physical strength and spirit, raised his head, he saw Feng Longde's head, which was so hidden by the demon's ring-winged barrel helmet that he could only see the eyes peeping through the hole.

"Are you a Mutak?" von Rond stared at the beautiful bearded Arab man, "tell me who your fief and your sultan or caliph is, and how you got here." ”

"Yes. Abdullah nodded, and then said: "My fief is in a town near Gulezum and several estates and villages, and our sultan is the 'sword of Allah' Saladin came from Cairo a few days ago and the Sultan of Egypt called on all Muslims to participate in 'jihad' (jihad in Arabic), so I led all my direct troops to the assembly area, but a sandstorm blew on the last night before reaching the assembly area. So we camped for the night at the last oasis on the route, and the result was "

"As a result, you ended up in this hellish place?" Feng Longde replied, and then continued to ask, "Then why did you attack the villages and towns, especially after seeing that we are protecting them here?"

"In the two days we have been here, the morale of the troops has dropped so much, after all, this is a land that is absolutely alien to us. Abdullah smiled wryly, "The desert rangers who acted as scouts claimed to have seen flying humanoids, a soldier on the night watchman was eaten off part of his left arm by a black shadow, and as we walked, we could see human bones found in the grass and bushes from time to time on the side of the road, and even the imams were a little overwhelmed. Not to mention ordinary soldiers?"

Feng Longde was a little strange as something had struck them, and began to sift through the oriental characters he was familiar with. As a result, it didn't take long for him to think about who would do it: apart from Rumia, the Dark Night Man-Eating Youkai, what youkai would not be able to see its body clearly when attacking people, but could only see a black shadow?

Feng Longde was a little speechless about this, but Abdullah didn't notice any strange reaction from this hoplite, and then said: "The morale of the troops has dropped very quickly in the past two days, if I don't want to think of any way, then the mutiny is a matter of time Later, after seeing that there are towns in this strange place, the situation of the soldiers has stabilized a lot. But when we arrived, we saw heavily armed villagers and you black-armored knights, and the black crosses on your bodies made us think you were Crusader knights from East Francia, so we mistook this for Crusader territory, so we just"

"So they attacked, and then you were left with the little hundred. And had to surrender as our prisoners of war. Feng Longde took off his helmet and lifted off his chainmail turban, his blue eyes staring at Abdullah's pitch-black eyes, "We are not crusaders, and we do not believe in the Christian God, we are Teutons, and we are all deceased, that is, undead or undead in the traditional sense, except for you, all kinds of alien creatures in this camp can be said to be all kinds of alien creatures, but they all have the appearance of humans." ”

Without waiting for Abdullah, who had a distracted expression, to digest his words, Feng Longde told him about the situation here, and then said in conclusion: "So you have to be ready to be aware that you will stay in this land completely in the future, with your ability." It's nice to be able to struggle to survive here, don't try to get out of here, and because of your aggression on earth, you are now our prisoners of war, and you have to work for us for free, and maybe if you behave well enough, you can be one of us. As a free man. ”

During the Teutonic Empire, every time an enemy was captured on the battlefield or the enemy laid down his arms and surrendered, the Teutonic commanders tended to deal with three things: unconditional release, ransom, and exhaustion of the slaughter - When it was necessary to buy people's hearts and minds, the Teutons would unconditionally release prisoners of war, but this was rare; the most common situation was basically to send emissaries to negotiate the ransom issue, which was the most common and surest way of dealing with it in that era, and it was not harmful to the enemy or oneself; finally this bloodiest method was rarely used, but if the task was to completely eliminate the potential security risks of the occupied area or if the deceased troops urgently needed a large amount of "materials" If the troops were replenished or expanded, then the Teutonic commanders would not hesitate to give the order to slaughter, without mercy.

But apart from these three common scenarios. There are also situations like Feng Longde's current situation where many prisoners of war have been captured, but they cannot extort ransom and it is not worth killing them, then the situation of these prisoners of war is very strange: they will be driven to do all kinds of work according to their own strength, or to do menial and heavy work according to their own strength, just like ordinary Teutonic civilians, except that they have no free status and no wages to pay.

This is due to the Teutonians' conception that they were essentially free from the habit of maliciously mistreating prisoners of war, because in the Teutonian conception only enemies of bad character, bad character, and heinous crimes were not worthy of being regarded as intelligent beings, and that the rest were merely masters of their own affairs, and that they, accustomed to rational thinking, would not deliberately abuse or kill prisoners of war as the armies of other countries did, of course. If there are repeated attempts to escape from prison or attempt to attack the guards, then it is really impossible to die. The Teutons were happy to use the bloodiest and most horrific means to warn other POWs not to think about being next.

Thus the life of these Muslim prisoners of war was fixed: they would be involved in the construction of the headquarters fort under the watchful eye of the Knights of the Guard and the Lich Mage, and some of them would be responsible for some of the most technical tasks, such as plastering walls, hammering nails and beams, and those who were not skilled would have to do heavy manual labor with the skeletons and corpses, but compared to the undead. They had more rest time and supplies, and slept in a tent shared by at least two or three people, unlike the undead who were piled up in tents like cargo when it was time to sleep

Abdullah had no complaints: whether it was a Crusader or a Muslim force, the prisoners captured by the other side were basically either sold as slaves or killed on the spot, if the commander of the Muslim or Crusader forces was merciful. There was a rare chance that the other party would be redeemed for money, or even unconditionally released - but this was all too rare, and the few times it was largely done by Saladin that it was almost unheard of a crusader giving up such a great opportunity to kill a heretic.

The only thing that still makes him dizzy is the situation in this area: according to what he can understand, it is a place that is completely detached from all his knowledge, and humans are basically in a weak position here, there are all kinds of monster races everywhere, but they can't attack humans at will, and the religious situation here has made him, a devout Muslim, almost blind

It's nothing, the major religions of Gensokyo and the strange relationship between each other are quite strange in the outside world, no matter what era, this is the unique feature of Gensokyo.

When Abdullah was still struggling with the conflict of his worldview, the person Feng Longde was waiting for also came, so he left him directly.

Caroline, who flew back with the wings of the wind magic cold wind, landed smoothly in the camp, and after the cyclone around her quickly disappeared, Caroline walked towards Feng Longde: "Brother, what about those corpses?"

"It's all there, let's get to work. Feng Longde pointed to a clearing in the camp, which now looked like a pit of a thousand people, "Before the corpses begin to decompose, do you have anything to do?"

Caroline first checked the condition of the first corpse, the Arab soldier had been hammered by the knights of the Guards with a prismatic hammer several times before he died, so the bones of the entire upper body were almost scattered, and if forcibly reincarnated, it would only be a puddle of flesh, so Caroline needed to fix it.

Feng Longde tried to pinch this corpse, he had dug up so many corpses in the Wuyuan Tomb at the beginning, and he also had some understanding of the condition of the corpse and the soul bearing problem: "If it is damaged like this, unless it is a replacement of bones, otherwise it will be deformed even if it is put together, but if the bones are replaced, then the bones and flesh must be separated, so that this corpse will change from a corpse witch material to a skeleton material, but the skeleton's body cannot carry a complete human soul." ”

These days, when he rests, Feng Longde doesn't just play when he rests, he has begun to be interested in the afterlife spells, and if he has the opportunity, he will also ask the guard knights and lich mages about related questions, so he has gained a lot of knowledge about the afterlife spells and souls - otherwise, in the previous battle, if Feng Longde only relied on his own knowledge, he would not be able to reincarnate dozens of newborn corpse witches at the same time to participate in the battle.

But in the face of this situation, Feng Longde scratched his ears and cheeks and couldn't think of any good solution to restore the corpse of the Arab soldier in front of him.

Caroline didn't make a sound, but pulled out some closed petri dishes from the space ring between her fingers, which contained various solutions.

Unlike Feng Longde, who is no longer accustomed to wearing a space ring now, she usually meditates in the enchanted forest and does various experiments or cultivates magic plants, she needs to take out all kinds of materials from time to time to work, so she has a full eight space rings on her hands, and the reason why Feng Longde doesn't wear it is that he doesn't need it many times, and when he wants to do it, he has to worry about whether the attack of the enemy and friend will affect the fragile space ring, so it saves the trouble of not wearing it.

If a human is injured, the flesh will heal automatically, and if the bone is broken, as long as the fracture of the bone is connected and raised for a few months, then the bone will grow again, and the bone strength is higher than before the injury, so making the body active is the best solution.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Longde asked inquiringly, in many professional aspects, Feng Longde felt that his level was definitely not comparable to Caroline, especially Caroline's many strange and extremely effective methods. (To be continued......)