56 Jason's Fantasy War

"I should be completely dead." The men in charge of cleaning the battlefield talked to each other, and they hid behind their shields and cautiously shot an arrow at the corpse on the ground, making sure that it was indeed a corpse before turning over the corpse for something valuable.

Nearby, the ambulance team checked on the others.

This time it was very fortunate that no one was bothered by the falling arrows that shot at the sky -- accidents that were not uncommon in the African theater of the twenty-first century and among some of the nations of the twenty-first century who were keen to shoot at weddings -- and the attrition caused by such accidents was not worth mentioning in numbers, but in terms of morale

It's a loss, especially since it's a time of superstition, where a commander-in-chief can force an army to go to war on the occasion of a solar eclipse, but the results are not very good.

But there were still some people who were injured, and the reason for their injuries was Jason's battle plan: after shooting, he dropped his crossbow and drew his sword to fight.

Jason doesn't think that the crossbow should be carefully put away, this is a battlefield! For this group of non-elite soldiers, a slight delay in changing from crossbow to knife is likely to be the difference between life and death! In order to allow his men to draw their knives in time, he gave up on letting them shoot a second round.

As for whether those crossbows will be smashed......

Jason was not one of the officials of the Song Dynasty who was good at financial calculations, nor was he a relative of old Jacob, so he thought that it was better to consider whether his head would be smashed by the enemy than whether the crossbow would be smashed.

The crossbow is broken, and it will be rebuilt in the future, and the head will be cut off, and this will not grow.

As a result, there were only a few crossbows that were smashed, and there were seventy or eighty of the men who were smashed out of the swollen bags, and those who threw them did not have the brains to think about where to throw them, some of them were thrown on the heads of the front row, and some of them were thrown on their own insteps......

Jason scratched his head, it seems that he will have to pay attention to this in the future.

Fortunately, his subordinates were not delicate and expensive traversers, but barbarian farmers with an average life expectancy of thirty years, for whom a swollen lump was like being bitten by a mosquito, and neither the ambulance personnel nor themselves felt that it was a problem.

Just as Jason was thinking about his future actions, there was a burst of exclamation from ahead.

"Wow!"

"Huh?" Jason looked from behind his shield and saw that the men who were in charge of cleaning up the corpses suddenly stepped back, but there should be no danger, as the knives and crossbows in their hands did not move.

Then a man ran up to him and asked him to take a look.

There was something he wanted him to see, and Jason touched the back of his head and followed suit.

When the veil was lifted, he was greatly startled by the swollen face of the corpse, not the puffiness that is common for dead people, but ......

"Woo, woo."

A burlap pocket next to it suddenly emitted a **, and then the whole pocket rolled on the ground a few times.

If it weren't for Jason hearing that it was a woman's ** and stopping his subordinates in time, the unfortunate Doreen would probably have changed from a "rescued captive" to a "hapless woman who was killed by her own people".

"Jenny! Jenny! Jason shouted, and the enemy apparently didn't leave the woman in the bag with clothes to cover her body.

When Jenny arrived, she immediately untied her command cloak and put it on the woman in the bag, and called for the ambulance personnel in the rear.

Probably to sell the captives for a good price, she only had two bruises on her face, and her body was miserable, and none of Jason's men were as badly injured as her.

"No, no." She wailed, "They, they, these pig-headed warriors from hell, killed my husband, killed my children!" O gods, how could the gods allow such a thing to happen! Ah, great, that pig-headed samurai is there! ”

She grinned, a terrifying smile from her heartfelt face twisted into a bruised face, and she threw herself at the corpse lying on the ground, not caring that the cloak that was the only cover for her body fell from her body.

Jenny hurried to put on her cloak again, but the woman who had suffered a tragic change didn't care.

The leather armor had been stripped of by the battlefield cleaners, and she tore the rest of the clothes on the corpse's chest, her fingers digging deep into the wounds caused by the arrows, and black and red blood gushed out with her movements.

The bruises on her arms erupted, as if she was trying to do something, her expression contorted with joy.

The people around her were speechless with horror from her movements.

But her fingers didn't have the strength of a lion's claws, and she couldn't tear open the body, so she changed her tactics.

"Oh my gosh." Jenny whispered.

She's eating human flesh, chewing it raw.

"Jenny! What are you in a daze! Don't pull her away yet! Jason shouted.

As Jenny dragged the woman away, she jumped and cried out in her arms, "No, no, I haven't been able to eat its heart, demon!" It dug out my dear husband's heart and ate it! It threw my baby to death on a stone to feed the dogs, and I'm going to eat it! I'm going to ......" Jenny pushed a little harder, the woman

The son fell into her arms and passed out.

Black and red blood trickled down her pale lips and fingers roughened from farm work and housework, and fell to the ground.

"May the gods forgive her," Jason said, "and she has obviously been subjected to these ...... from hell Well, the pig-headed samurai...... After we have cleared Turnnest, we will ask the priest to exorcise her. ”

"May the gods forgive her." Others followed suit.

The atmosphere was a little thick for a moment, and then, Jason began to talk about their suddenly increased religious obligations: "These abominable heretics have apparently colluded with the pig-headed warriors from hell! They attacked Tournest in order to ruin our bishop! We must give Turnest the siege, or the forces of hell will be

It's time to expand to the ground! When the time comes, what happens to this woman will be what happens to our wives! ”

The evidence was conclusive - who would eat hearts but the visitors from hell - and everyone else was convinced.

They were no longer fighting for their wages and jobs, but for themselves not to suffer what happened to this woman.

Of course, there are also some people who are afraid of supernatural powers who are afraid of supernatural forces because of this, and then Jason cheers them up again: "We all carry the amulet given by the bishop!" The evil art of the pig-headed warriors is beyond us, without the support of those evil arts, they are just ordinary people, and we have not already defeated them just now

Times? ”

This statement is supported by facts and is very convincing, and those who are timid will dispel their fears.

As they were about to continue their march, the scouts brought some men.

Those were Doreen's neighbors, who had previously taken refuge in the forest, and now they saw the procession under the banners of Brad's Territory and St. Aubrey, and they ran over.

At first, they came to pray for protection, but Jenny scolded them for watching them commit violence.

"They don't have weapons like ours," Jason stepped up to play the round.

"yes, if we had weapons, we'd definitely fight those evil heretics." The villagers hurriedly got off the donkeys.

"Oh, yes, so we have some extra weapons here, would you like to come with us?" Jenny said.

Most of them were embarrassed to stay where they were, and a few of the lads came up in a rage to get their weapons.

The whole procession passed in front of the villagers, and they talked with great interest, this time to drive the forces of hell back to their hometown...... Raise wages by one level...... The Episcopal Church received us...... A cow ...... A cart and a horse pulling a cart...... The Baroness will reward us...... The bishops and the gods will give us credit......

One by one, the villagers left their place and joined the team.

Along the way, the people of one after another villages joined the militia team, and by the time they reached their destination, the whole team had doubled as when they set off.

And Jason wasn't satisfied.

As it was getting late when he arrived at Tournest, he ordered everyone to carry torches, two except for the cavalrymen in charge of scouts and mobile guards.