When the afterglow of the setting sun cast on the silent valley, a large number of corpses were left on the ground, and the blood gathered into a trickle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the trampling of the war horses, the soldiers of the Legion of Light wore only good-looking armor that was not outstanding in actual defense capabilities.

Their flesh and blood were glued together with the fragments of their armor, and the flesh was blurred, and the ground was full of severed arms and stumps, and the scene was bleak.

In the distance, by the river, soldiers in black armor took off their helmets and sat to rest, their horses snorting and drinking beside them.

And those believers who originally hated the Dark Holy Court set off this riot, and the ordinary prisoners who caused them trouble watched this scene in amazement.

"What's going on, these soldiers of the Legion of Light, all of them have been defeated? They are blessed by the goddess of light, shouldn't they be invulnerable, right? How could they lose so badly? And what is the origin of those people, black armor, black war horses......

"Isn't this the legendary Black Knight? I remember that in the teachings preached by the Dark Court, when the world is in chaos, the Black Knight will appear, cleansing all the sins of time, and night will come, and after a long night, there will be a new life. ”

"The soldiers of the Church of Light who should have been blessed by the Goddess of Light were knocked down by the black knights rumored by the Dark Holy Court, no matter how you look at it, it feels a little wrong, is the doctrine of the Church of Light wrong?

Confusion was written on people's faces, many of them were believers in the Church of Light, but after such a tragic day.

It was difficult for them to keep their faith unshaken, and they all began to reflect on what they were holding onto, and why the light had lost to the darkness.

And in this messy battlefield, a group of black-robed people are slowly moving with the bodies of the fallen soldiers on their backs, some people are driving the approaching vultures on the side, and some people are digging a pit on the other side, and the black-robed people carrying the dead soldiers over the past put the soldiers into the pit.

Among the fallen soldiers were cavalrymen in black armor who had fallen to the ground from exhaustion during the charge, and their helmets had been removed.

Their cheeks were still very young, and although they were not yet twenty years old, they had already followed the young man who was just in his early twenties to fight in the north and south, and had experienced many brutal battles, and they all had hopes and dreams, and in the town of Dawn in the Far East, and perhaps there were young girls waiting for them.

However, they were destined not to return, and they could not even bring back the corpse, for it was too far away, and their companions carved their names on wooden boards with daggers, and in their hands they clutched a necklace or a small object like a ring that their companion had given them.

These are given to their trusted companions before the battle, and they tell their companions that once they are killed, remember to bring these things back to their hometown, and bring them to someone who is waiting for them, no one knows who will survive the bloody battle, so they have each other's tokens.

If both of them were killed in battle, there would be other acquaintances who would take the treasured tokens from their bodies and eventually bring them back.

Of course, there were not many cavalrymen killed in battle, only a few hundred, and the soldiers of the Legion of Light, who had lost thousands of people, were also placed by their companions, but they did not think in advance that they would die in battle, so there was no ritual such as exchanging relics.

How could they have thought that they would lose before the war began? After all, they were blessed by the goddess of light!

Lin Ye looked at the messy battlefield from afar, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and earlier, he was still a little disgusted by this.

But after many bloody battles, he had become accustomed to the bloodstain on the battlefield, and Crouff walked over after a simple tap on the prisoner.

"My lord, about 6,000 people were killed, more than 3,000 were captured, and the rest all fled, but General Lancelot has already led his troops in pursuit, and even if there are still some fish that have slipped through the net, I think that after such a cruel war, those soldiers will not go to war again. ”

Crouff came over to report the results of the war, although the participants in the war were both sides, but the outcome of the war had a great impact on both.

The winning side has been tempered by the war and realized the cruelty of the war, which makes the soldiers more and more resolute, and will be more brave, more mature, and more unstoppable in the next war, while the losing side has been greatly shaken in confidence.

Especially when you are defeated, you are afraid of being chased and killed by the enemy at any time, and such panic will form a psychological shadow.

This makes them afraid when they face the battlefield again, subconsciously escape, and don't even have the courage to go to the battlefield again.

The more wars won and the more confidence we have, the more resolute our determination and courage on the battlefield.

Even in an unfavorable situation, that tenacity is enough to tear a small hole in a powerful enemy, and continue to expand this gap until finally the opponent is completely swallowed up, and there is no doubt that the Far Eastern Army belongs to the former, and they have already torn the throats of many enemies.

And the Legion of Light, which has no combat experience and is at a disadvantage in equipment and training, has become an out-and-out lamb to the slaughter.

Although our losses in the previous battles were not large, only two or three hundred men each time, we were too far away from the base area to replenish the troops in time, so we had to reduce our losses as much as possible. ”

Lin Ye looked at the soldiers who were resting by the river, these were all brave divisions who had followed him all the way from the Far East, had undergone rigorous training, and had rich combat experience, the death of every soldier was a great loss, and he also knew that the real battle had not yet begun.

"We lost 326 men in this battle and 548 wounded, of whom 68 were seriously wounded. ”

Crouff truthfully reported the battle damage, compared to the Legion of Light, it was very easy for them to count their own attrition, after all, the Legion was divided into several squads.

You only need to ask the team leader to make statistics, and you can get specific data in a very short time.

"In other words, about 1,000 people have been lost in battle? The wounded soldiers were sent to Huangquan City to recuperate, and 500 soldiers were stationed there to protect the wounded, and the names of the fallen soldiers were written down one by one, they could have lived a good life in Shuguang Town, and they also had family ......"

Lin Ye sighed when he said this, his expression was complicated, and he seemed a little self-blaming, he always blamed all the reasons on himself.

"I see, but my lord, I've been listening to the black-robed people muttering something since just now, and it's very strange. ”

"What are they talking about?"

"It's like Shadowland and some dark tower. ”

Crouff replied.