Chapter 104 After the War

Another crowd gathered around Captain Adams, who was played against Pat and Jim. Pat was unharmed, because Pat was also a shield defender, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, and he had more than enough to protect himself and not attack enough. However, this will make Pat pant more to provide protection for Jim, and the captain of Adams gritted his teeth and beckoned to Jim with the long sword in his hand, obviously hating Jim.

"Stand down and let me come. Lorist said as he entered the circle of fierce fighting between the three, and the sword in his hand held off the sword that Captain Adams stabbed at Jim.

Pat and Jim breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly retreated, although it was two to one, but the silver three-star Adams Regiment Leader gave the silver one-star Pat and the silver two-star Jim their pressure was obviously a lot, if it weren't for Pat's shield guard, and second, the ability to artificially train dynamic vision, the two would have been unable to block Adams's attack.

"Is that you?" Commander Adams recognized the bloody Lorist, and was stunned and hurriedly turned his head, but was obscured by the surrounding guards and guards.

"Don't look at it, your two gold-level shield guards are dead, I'll kill them. Lorist said lightly: "Now that you are satisfied, the people of your Flying Feather Mercenary Group are almost dead, and few are alive." And my family soldiers also died quite a bit. These people lost their precious lives in vain because you insisted on refusing to surrender, and now it's your turn, are you happy?"

"You are talking nonsense, how could you kill them? You must be a liar, right......" Captain Adams didn't listen carefully to what Lorist said, when Lorist said that the two gold-level shield defenders had been killed by him, Commander Adams was stunned at first, and after a while he jumped up and retorted loudly.

"Does it work to lie to you? You should look around and you will understand. Spread out and let this son of a son of a brunt see it clearly. Lorist ordered hatefully.

The guards and guards took more than ten steps back, sparsely surrounded in a big circle, Adams raised his eyes and looked around, blood flowed everywhere, and there were corpses of the flying feather mercenaries lying on the ground everywhere, and the soldiers in iron armor were rummaging for the corpses on the ground, and when they found that it was their companions, they lifted them aside, and if they saw the wounded of the flying feather mercenary group, they directly raised their swords to give him a good time, and from time to time, there was a scream before death......

"This, this, how can it be like this......" Commander Adams took two steps back as if he had been hit hard, and his face suddenly turned pale and pale. At first, he also commanded the Flying Feather Mercenary Regiment to gain the upper hand, until Jim's mercenaries joined the war group and reminded him of Jim's coaxing to himself, if it weren't for Jim's mercenaries, he wouldn't let his guard down, allowing his members to enter the tent area to rest, thus falling into the trap.

At that moment, Commander Adams forgot his duty and only thought about cutting Jim's mercenaries with a thousand knives, so he gave up Pat in front of him and went to Jim to settle the score. Fortunately, Pat didn't give up, and kept pestering, and the two of them teamed up with Jim to confront Captain Adams, killing the world so dark that Captain Adams forgot to check the surrounding situation. When he came to his senses, he had already confronted Lorlist, and heard the bad news that Lorist had brought him.

"My child...... My Flying Feather Mercenary Regiment ...... "This will be the head of Adams is already in despair, he stared at Lorlist, his eyes gradually turned bloody, he only thought about killing this little white face in front of him, this hateful Baron Norton, even if he died together......

"I'm fighting you!" Commander Adams rushed forward with his sword.

Lorist hurriedly recoiled, and the two staggered past, but the head of Adams flew high, and the headless body splattered with blood before rushing forward for a dozen steps before "plopping" and falling to the ground.

It was finally over, Lorist felt very tired and tired, his heart was tired, his body was even more tired, he could only stick his long sword on the ground to support himself and not let himself fall.

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Sedercamp ran down from the city wall and came to Lorist's side: "Your ......, my lord"

Lorist said tiredly: "Sedercamp, I'm fine, I'm just very tired, help me find a place to sit for a while......"

Soon a chair appeared in front of Lorlist's eyes, and after sitting down, Lorist said: "Surecamp, you have someone to bring in Steward Codan and Steward Boris, I have something to order, and then you go and count the casualties on the battlefield, I want to know the damage as soon as possible." ”

"My lord, please tell me something. "Steward Kedan and Steward Boris are here, in the face of the bloody battlefield, Steward Kedan doesn't care, but Steward Boris's face is pale, and he looks very disgusted and reluctant not to vomit.

"Steward Kodan, you go to camp outside the city, immediately organize the young men who came to the castle construction site with us this time, first set up a few garrisons, a small team of one hundred and twenty people, how many organizations there are, and allocate the weapons needed from the treasury, and then take over the city defense after the organization is completed. ”

"Yes, sir, I see, I'll do it. The steward of Codan saluted and hurried away.

"Steward Boris, the new slave laborers over there will be in charge of you, arrange their food and camp, and make sure that they don't make trouble, understand?" commanded Lorlist.

"My lord, I know, I'm going to keep them in the camp quiet. Butler Boris bowed, turned and walked to the slave laborers who had just finished a great shopping on the other side of the valley, but they had just gone a short distance when they could no longer bear the smell of blood, and began to vomit.

"Woo......" The cry came, and Lorist looked up, but it was Reddy who was holding Ovekis, who had several bandages wrapped around his body, staggering towards him, Ovicis cried like a child with tears and snot, very sad.

Lorist bowed his head gloomily, a large part of the guards and garrisons lost this time were former bandits who followed Ovicis to join Lorlist's command, no wonder he cried so sadly.

Reddy and Ovikis finally got to Lorlist, and Ovicis knelt down in front of Lorlist, hugging Lorlist's thighs and crying: "My lord, they are all dead, Pete, Marco, Anker, and Wesson...... Woo......"

Oriste knew several names of the Ovicis newspaper, it was Ovikis's old subordinate, a fellow countryman, who became a deserter with him, and took his family to become a bandit together......

Lorist reached out and patted Ovicis on the shoulder, muttering: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have thought about everything so well, thinking that as soon as I surrounded those mercenaries, I would surrender, but I forgot that dogs can jump over the wall when they are in a hurry......"

"Reddy, you're doing well, are you okay with your injuries?"

"It's okay, it's all small wounds, and they'll heal in two days. My lord, I just killed a silver-tier mercenary, and this is the first time I have crossed the rank to defeat my opponent, and I am so happy. Reddy's eyebrows fluttered with excitement as he talked about his achievements.

Lorist smiled and said, "I saw it, it's good." But you can't be proud, after all, a big reason why you can defeat your opponent this time is that your opponent is cornered, and we have won the whole battlefield, and the overall situation has been decided. Your opponent panics, that's why you'll win, and if he settles his mind, and some of them get entangled with you, they might add a few more wounds to your body. You're going to have to practice a lot harder in the future, huh?"

"I will, sir. Reddy assured with a solemn face.

"Come, help this guy to the side first, and then ask someone to bring him a mat, and he will cry and fall asleep......" Lorist looked at Ovicis who was lying on his lap and snoring.

"My lord, this guy just bragged to me that he cut seven, and I also said that he was bragging, it may be true that this may be true, he has three very long wounds on his body, he has just been bandaged with medicine, and he has drunk healing potions, and it is inevitable that he wants to sleep. If he hadn't seen his men die so much and crying, he would have fallen asleep a long time ago. Reddy had a sleeping mat from the old tent area brought over and placed it under Ovicis, allowing him to lie down next to him and continue to sleep.

Josk walked over and lowered his head embarrassedly: "My lord, I have failed your trust and ran away for two or three ......."

"What's going on?" Lorist asked, wondering in his heart, running two or three, which sounded so awkward, two is two, and three is three, which is easy to distinguish.

With Joske's narration, Lorist realized that Josk had forced twenty or thirty flying feather mercenaries outside the city wall to dismount and abandon their weapons and surrender as planned, but the sound of neighing behind him surprised Joske, and then the sound of Sedkamp's crossbow firing on the city wall made Joske realize that there was something wrong with the plan. Turning around, he saw that there was already a scuffle below, and then he saw that Lorist and the two shield defenders were fighting together, which was obviously a big accident.

Without hesitation, Josk drew his bow and shot arrows, knocking the two flying feather mercenaries to the ground in the melee. But in the blink of an eye, those Flying Feather mercenaries were mixed up with the guards and guards, so that Josk was so restrained that he could not shoot at will, and could only pay attention to the space in the crowd or shoot at the Flying Feather mercenaries who had just killed the opponent. In this way, the Flying Feather mercenaries who had surrendered under the city wall had a hole to exploit, and when they saw that Josk on the city wall turned to shoot arrows and did not care to spy on them, they secretly mounted their horses and fled.

As soon as these flying feather mercenaries fled, the sound of horses' hooves was heard by Josk, and he turned around and shot sharp arrows at these fleeing flying feather mercenaries. It's just that these flying feather mercenaries are very cunning, they spread out very much when they escape, and they don't run in one direction, especially a few old flying feather mercenaries, they don't run straight with their horses, but change directions from time to time, so that Josk increases the difficulty of shooting when shooting them.

When Josk shot them, he shot a total of thirty-two arrows, but only twenty-six flying feather mercenaries were dismounted, and two of them escaped the fastest, and luckily escaped from Joske's range. Another was hit by an arrow, but escaped on horseback, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. That's why Josk said he ran two or three.

"It's not your fault, it's the wrong plan I arranged, I didn't expect these Flying Feather mercenaries to obey the call of their commander despite the threat of the city's crossbows, this is something we didn't expect in advance......" Lorist shook his head with a wry smile and sighed.

"Are there heavy casualties?" asked Josk.

"It's not clear now, I've asked Sedkamp to count, and Guo Hui will know. I only hope that the sacrificed warriors don't ...... much," Lorist replied bitterly.

After a few more moments, Sedcamp and Pat came to Lorlist.

"Say it......" Lorist looked at Sedkamp.

"My lord, our family has lost fifty-six soldiers, and eighty-nine have been wounded, of which seventeen are disabled and thirty-eight are seriously wounded...... Among the soldiers who died were fourteen guards, and the rest were guards...... Fortunately, there is iron armor, otherwise the casualties would have been even greater. Sedkamp's voice grew lower, and he was grief-stricken.

The corners of Lorist's mouth twitched, and he couldn't speak, except for the eighty guards who operated twenty or so crossbows on the hillside and the city wall, the two hundred and eighty guards and guards who lined up to surround the tent area suffered more than half of the casualties, it can be said that a squad was reimbursed, no wonder Ovikis cried so sadly.

It took a long time for Lorist to control his emotions: "That, what about the casualties of the Flying Feather Mercenary Group?"

"My lord, the number of Flying Feather mercenaries who entered the valley was one hundred and seventy-two, including their regimental commander, and now twenty-three were surrendered and captured, and the rest were dead, and there were no wounded...... "Sedkamp replied.

Of course, there were no more wounded, whether they were lightly injured or seriously injured, after being discovered by the guards and guards who were cleaning the battlefield, their eyes were red and they were already enraged by the heavy casualties of their companions, and they didn't think about any rescue except to stab the wounded of these flying feather mercenaries a few more times and send them on the road. If it hadn't been for the twenty mercenaries, the twenty-three captives might have been cut down by them......

"What do you remember about a piece of paper in your hand?" asked Lorlist.

Sedecamp had three pieces of paper in his hand, the first was the casualties of his own family, the second was the casualties of the Flying Feather Mercenary Group, and the third had a lot of words written on it. Lorist had just asked a question, and Sedcamp flipped through a piece of paper, and now he saw that there was another piece of paper with a lot of words written on it, so he asked.

"My lord, this is Pat's count of kills. Said Sedercamp.

Lorist's curiosity was aroused: "Let's hear it, how do you count it?"

Sedcamp looked at the paper and said, "My lord, you have killed the most, a total of forty-one flying feather mercenaries, including the regimental commander and the original two shield guards. Then there was Lord Joske, who shot fifteen of them, and it is best to tell that the corpse with the arrow was inserted. Master Ovikis killed seven, Reddy killed five, and Pat killed the least, killing two, but he pestered the captain. In addition, the crossbow of the garrison killed fourteen flying feather mercenaries, and those mercenaries killed seven of the twenty mercenaries, but they captured twenty-three prisoners......"

Lorist's mental arithmetic was very fast, and after a little calculation, he came up with the result: "So let's say that we, the leaders, plus the guards and crossbows, and the mercenaries, have killed a total of ninety-one flying feather mercenaries, and plus twenty-three captives, it will reach one hundred and fourteen people. There are only one hundred and seventy-two flying feather mercenaries in total, so the two hundred and eighty guards and guards we sent have caused them fifty-eight injuries, many of which were killed when cleaning up the battlefield after the war, but they suffered more than one hundred and thirty casualties, almost three to one battle damage, this combat effectiveness is too poor. ”

As Lorist said this, Joske, Pat, and Reddy, who were standing next to him, all had a look of shame on their faces. Their own guards and guards usually wear iron armor to show off their might, it seems to be mighty, who wants such a battle to reveal the useless details, the number of people is doubled, and the help of the crossbow of the city guard car, the equipment is much better than these flying feather mercenaries, you must know that these flying feather mercenaries are wearing leather armor. Although the number of people who have awakened their fighting spirit is not as good as that of the Flying Feather Mercenaries, the result of such casualties is really ugly.

"In the future, we will strengthen more battle formation training, and we will have to hone more combat skills. Lorist made a summary, not wanting to embarrass everyone, so he gently brought it over.

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