When night falls, the canopy of heaven is like a black veil draped by the goddess of the night, and in the blink of an eye, the galaxy is bright.

In the distance, the majestic Moyun Mountains fell silent in the night, turning into a huge shadow in the darkness, and the sea of trees on the top of those peaks completely disappeared into the endless darkness in front of them.

The heavy cavalry, which had suffered nearly half of the casualties, finally completed the evacuation before dark. The most elite Constructed Knights under Marquis Bowen officially entered the frontal battlefield of Moyun Ridge, followed by 500 Constructed Knights and fifty catapults, because there are a large number of bed crossbows and catapults arranged on the battlefield, and the main task of the Heavy Infantry Regiment is to hold these ordnance, so the three Heavy Armored Infantry Regiments take turns to guard the front-line battlefield.

Mondstadt. Count Goss's 57th Heavy Infantry Regiment, as one of the least casualties in the expeditionary force, was once again asked to be at the forefront.

Baron Sidney led the 4th Brigade of heavy infantry soldiers into the front line, and just under a row of bed crossbows at the highest point of the slope, he saw the 2nd squad of soldiers frying horse meat pies with a group of crossbowmen, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

Horse meat is only on the infantrymen's menu if the Heavy Cavalry Regiment and the Constructed Knights have suffered heavy casualties.

It was already completely dark, and the fires on the battlefield were those dead demons, when their heads were cut off by the warriors and salted with quicklime, and the black striped demon skin on their bodies was brutally stripped off, the rest would be exposed to the wilderness, as the victors of the war, the Imperial infantry soldiers would not waste their strength for these demons, more often they would just pick up the torches in their hands, walk in front of the corpses of the demons, and set their corpses on fire.

When these demons die, the sticky black-purple blood in their bodies becomes extremely susceptible to ignition.

Therefore, in the dark night, there will be clusters of bonfires on the battlefield in the field, and these bonfires will burn until the corpses of evil spirits are only white bones, and the wind in the mountains will blow these ashes all over the battlefield.

Surdak sat in front of a bed crossbow console, chatting shoulder to shoulder with the leader of the group of bed crossbow soldiers.

After nearly a day of getting along, the crossbowman captain has a deep understanding of Surdak's strength.

Baron Sidney rode to the top of the slope, behind him were three hundred heavily armored infantry soldiers lined up, Surdak hurriedly led Baron Sidney to the arranged camp residence, the camp of the fourth brigade was placed on the other side of the hillside, in addition to the camp tents set up, Surdak also prepared hot horse meatloaf for the infantry soldiers of the fourth brigade.

This kind of horse meat patty is chopped with lean horse meat, and after adding some water chestnuts and onions, pepper, and salt, it is simply baked, each horse meat patty is almost the size of a palm, and the appearance is slightly burnt, He Boqiang feels that the taste is a bit like a lion's head that has just been fried out of the oil pot, and it has not been steamed in the steamer, and it is not drizzled with a layer of delicious soup, but it can eat this kind of baked thing on the battle, not a marching ration like a paste, of course, this is also a rare delicacy.

Seeing that his warriors had not yet come forward, his warriors were placed in perfect place, Baron Sidney jumped off his horse, threw the reins of his horse to his retinue, paced in front of Surdak, took off his white gloves, and patted Surdak on the shoulder affectionately.

"How's it going?"

Lord Baron stared at Surdak and asked earnestly.

Seeing Surdak's hesitation in answering, Baron Sidney sensed that Surdak's desire to return home was greater than the desire to become a knight.

However, this matter is related to the appointment of the squadron leader of the fourth brigade, Baron Sidney hopes that one of these squadron leaders can be his cronies, there are very few candidates to choose from, this Surdak civilian background, is the best choice at the moment.

Baron Sidney approached Surdak and said to him in a low voice:

"Don't think that this kind of thing happens often, some people have waited for decades, and they may not be able to catch up with it once."

When he saw Surdak listening intently, he continued:

"To be able to become a knight of the Grimm Empire is to be canonized, you will have many privileges, such as you can collect taxes on your own land, and you only need to pay a little symbolically to the empire every year."

Land and taxes are always two mountains that weigh on the backs of the commoners, and Surdak was a little moved when he heard Baron Sidney say this.

Baron Sidney continues:

"You are not the only candidate for the squadron leader vacancy this time, if you haven't fought for them, I can ask Mondstadt. Count Goss has signed your retirement application, so that your journey home will be unhindered, and you can be my servant, even if you return to Highlandsa and encounter any problems, you can take the identity plate to the Arkoven Collar and ask for my help, even if I am not there, my butler will take care of it all and give you some help. ”

This time Baron Sidney came with great sincerity, and although Surdak did not know why Baron Sidney would be so eager to become a knight, he could see some tangible benefits.

Standing up straight in front of Baron Sidney, Surdak said:

"Baron Sidney, I am willing to accept this knightly selection."

Seeing that Surdak agreed, Sidney reached out and patted him on the shoulder again, and said to him, "Do a good job, I am optimistic about you!" ”

Being stared at by Baron Sidney with kind eyes, Surdak suddenly felt a little uncomfortable all over his body.

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He Boqiang is squatting in a pair. Before the horse with a wounded leg, a section of the branch was cut flat with a skinning knife, and then the severed leg was tightly wrapped with linen and two splints, so that the broken bones would not return and cause another misalignment.

This is a Gubolai war horse with a wounded leg picked up from the battlefield, when He Boqiang saw it, it was lying in the mud pit in a heavy armor, and the chains tied it to some other dead horses, and the heavy cavalry who died in the battle had already carried it to the rear, and the farewell ceremony would probably be held tomorrow.

There were many dying horses around, and most of the injuries on those horses had not been cured, and the infantry soldiers did not mind sending them on their last journey with their long swords.

It's just that this war horse only injured its leg, and if it is healed in time, there is still a chance to get better.

In addition to transporting battlefield materials, the limited capacity of the logistics department also has to transport more than 200 heavy cavalry corpses, which are wounded and not dead and can only be left on the battlefield to transport back the war horses and those war horses that have been killed in battle, all of which have only one name here: horse meat.

He Boqiang saw that there was still a possibility of treatment for this horse, and he was reluctant to kill such a fat and strong war horse on the spot, so he ran to the top of the slope to find the coachman who pulled the bed crossbow, and asked him to use the mule that pulled the bed crossbow to pull the injured war horse back to the hillside camp.

The coachman knew that He Boqiang was a mute who could not speak, and he was a low-status heavy infantry soldier, and when he saw He Boqiang gesturing, he was reluctant to help, and in the end, it was the silver silver hammer that was more convincing, and successfully made the coachman change his attention.

Augustus was puzzled by this, in his opinion, a silver hammer could hardly do anything on the battlefield, where was the value of a hoplite warrior?

In any case, after the injured war horse took off the expensive armor on his body, he became a piece of living horse meat, and was brought back to the camp at the top of the slope by He Boqiang.

With the help of red socks, He Boqiang successfully tied the front legs of the war horse to a splint.

"Actually, even if it is cured, it is impossible for an infantry soldier to have a war horse, and it still has the brand of the heavy cavalry regiment on it, now it is a pile of horse meat, and when it is cured, someone from the heavy cavalry regiment will come forward to find the war horse you ask for, they will not think that you have cured this war horse, this horse belongs to you......" The bearded Cagle was behind He Boqiang, babbling endlessly.

He Boqiang finally just patted Cagle on the shoulder, signaling that he knew all this.

To save this war horse, it is just a simple attempt to save it......