The north wind howls through the mountains.

A flash of fire erupted near the firearms workshop in the woodland on the shore of Crescent Lake, as if it illuminated the entire lakeshore.

A handful of arrows rained out of the dense forest, the knights who walked in front fell to the ground one after another, several war horses let out a mournful roar, and the knights who followed quickly raised the light shield in their hands, and the sharp steel arrows fell on the shield, easily piercing the metal skin on the shield and inserting deep into the oak plank.

There were a few muffled snorts from time to time in the darkness, Surdak's location was at the back of the team, and the rain of arrows could not cover it for the time being, but he still took out the dwarf chain shield, but unfortunately he couldn't wear the armor of the earth shield, and now he was just wearing a set of ordinary leather armor, in the face of such a steel arrow cluster, the protection that leather armor can give is really very limited.

The knights of the guard battalion in front of them dismounted with their shields, and several squadron leaders wearing magic pattern uniforms took their knights under their command, and abandoned their horses with shields and swords to kill into the dark dense forest, and then the sound of fighting came from the forest, but I didn't expect the archers lurking in the forest to dare to fight head-on with the knights of the guard battalion, Captain Jude's face became very solemn, he ignored the battle in the forest, and only asked his knights to move the horses and wounded who fell on the road ahead to the side of the road, and the remaining knights of the guard battalion continued to rush to the firearms workshop by the lake.

At this time, Surdak caught up from behind.

When Captain Jude saw Surdak, he groaned slightly, and said to Surdak in a pleading tone: "Baron Surdak, I have a request, can you treat the wounded of these guard battalions?" ”

As the battle in the woods continued, Surdak jumped off his horse, handed his horse to the knight beside him, and said to Captain Jude, "Well, don't worry, I will do my best to heal each knight." ”

A group of knights passed by, and Knight Jude bent down slightly, leaned over and whispered to Surdak: "I have sent a signal for reinforcements to the city, it will not be long before reinforcements and logistics regiments arrive, since they can set up an ambush here, I think the situation at the firearms workshop is even more serious than we estimated, I must rush to support immediately." ”

Surdak gave a knightly salute to Captain Jude, who had already followed the back of the knights' procession in the direction of the firearms workshop.

In the distance, a flash of fire appeared again in the direction of the firearms workshop on the shore of Crescent Lake.

The battle in the dense forest here was still going on, Surdak hurriedly walked to the side of a wounded knight, let him lie flat to check the injury, a sharp steel arrow was inserted diagonally into the chest cavity against the gap in the left rib, the angle of the arrow was a little tricky, it may have injured the knight's left lung, when he breathed, there was blood foam in his mouth, and his expression was very painful.

Surdak pulled out a skinning knife, and with a little light in his palm, he cut off the steel arrows of the iron rod against the breastplate, and then quickly peeled off the heavy full-coverage cuirass, revealing the linen shirt inside, which was specially designed for heavy armor, with cotton pads on the shoulders and ribs, so as to avoid damage to the knight's shoulders and ribs due to the heavy armor being worn for too long.

At this moment, the injured knight's face was purple and blue due to the obstruction of breathing.

Surdak patted his cheek with his hand, leaned close to him and said, "I am Surdak, the leader of the knight squadron of the Guard Battalion of Highlandsa City, I am treating you now, you can't fall asleep during the treatment, can you hear what I say?" ”

The wounded knight's eyes barely opened a slit, and he nodded slightly.

"Good, hold on, it might hurt a little."

After saying that, Surdak didn't care how cold the night was, unfolded a scroll of fire-gathering magic, nailed it to the side, and a ball of fire rose, which suddenly gave some light here, and he drove away the blood-stained shirt of the wounded knight, found the wound where only a little arrow shaft remained, and cut the wound horizontally with a skinning knife, and immediately more blood gushed out.

Surdak's knife cut down against the cluster of arrows, cutting deeply, and the blade of the peeling knife touched the cluster of stainless steel arrows, and there was a feeling of astringency.

Following this cut, Surdak pulled out the arrow with a skinning knife, and the blood gushed out, and a force of holy light fell on the wound, and then Surdak quickly wrapped the wound with a hemostatic bandage, and then re-wrapped the cotton shirt on the knight's body, and took out a necessary blanket for the march from the backpack at the back of the horse, wrapped it around the knight, and said to him: "Don't move for the time being, wait for the rescue ...... the logistics regiment."

The wounded knight nodded weakly, blood and sweat on his face, looking very embarrassed, but his eyes were full of gratitude.

It was very cold at night, and the cold wind blew on Surdak's blood-stained hands, which quickly froze Surdak's fingers, but fortunately there was a fire-gathering scroll beside him, and when he felt that his fingers were not obedient, he reached out to the fire and roasted them, and he was very attentive to the treatment of these wounded knights.

It didn't take long for the battle in the jungle to end, and the knights withdrew from the jungle, bringing back more than a dozen wounded knights.

Except for one knight who was directly shot through the eye by a steel arrow, seventeen wounded people, including seven seriously injured knights, were properly treated by Surdak, and after implanting the keel, the mental power was restored, and the most intuitive feeling for Surdak was that the effect of the Holy Light Technique had increased significantly.

And he can also use those simple runes freely, for example, he felt a little tired mentally, so he drew the fifth rune 'Eth' in front of him, and instantly felt an additional spiritual spring poured into his body, and felt that those stars in the sea of spiritual consciousness seemed to be connected, converging into a vortex and constantly rotating, and the spiritual fountain was bubbling and flowing.

Surdak squatted a little numb, he wanted to stand up and move, it was really hard to treat the wounded in the field on such a cold day.

When he raised his head, he saw several auxiliaries of the Constantinople Logistics Regiment waiting quietly, and when he saw Surdak standing up from the ground, he thought that he had dealt with the wounded knight, and hurriedly ran over, trying to carry the knight to the stretcher.

"Wait, there's one last step left, and his wound hasn't been bandaged yet." Surdak reminded.

The two auxiliaries hurriedly stopped, took out the bandages from their arms, and carefully bandaged the last wounded man on the ground.

"Oh, who are you?" One of the logistics regiment's auxiliaries approached Surdak and asked.

A wounded knight standing nearby introduced to the auxiliary, "He is Baron Surdak, from the city of Highlanda, and he is here to help us. ”

He had been shot through the arm, and was one of the minor wounded knights.

"You're Baron Surdak?" The auxiliary soldier looked at Surdak in surprise.

Listening to the tone of this auxiliary, it seems that he has heard his own name.

"It's me." Surdak nodded, then asked, "How's the situation at the firearms workshop?" ”

The auxiliary soldier of the logistics regiment standing on the side hurriedly said: "In addition to Captain Jude rushing over there, there are also two guard battalion brigades arriving, but there are also a lot of casualties over there, if you still have the strength to spare, please go over there to treat those injured knights, I don't know if my request is a bit excessive......."

Surdak rubbed his somewhat sore shoulders and said, "Do my best!" ”

'Looks like we've been busy tonight...... Surdak thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, the auxiliaries standing aside neatly saluted Surdak and said, "Baron Surdak, thank you for everything you have done to Constantinople. ”

Although he was a little tired physically, after receiving so many words of thanks, Surdak still had a warm current flowing in his heart, and he suddenly felt that this cold night did not seem to be so cold.

……

When Surdak arrived at the door of the firearms workshop, the battle was not over.

However, the firearms workshop had been taken back from the robbers by the knights of the guard battalion in Constantinople, at least on this side of the gate had been occupied by a group of knights of the guard battalion.

The gates of the firearms workshop were smashed to pieces, and the guards of the workshop fell in pools of blood at the gates, mixed with the corpses of some robbers, who were also very strong, and their weapons and equipment were very good, and they looked like standard armor, and each of them had a quiver around his waist, and they all seemed to be proficient in archery.

The knights who died in battle on the side of Constance were wrapped in sackcloth and lined up neatly at the gate.

War is like that, there will always be people who die.

Surdak jumped off his horse and rushed to the group of wounded knights first, and the auxiliary soldiers of the logistics regiment who followed Surdak also quickly rushed over, and joined the logistics group on the side of the firearms workshop, and some relief materials were also transported to this side one after another, there was a wooden house gatehouse at the gate of the firearms workshop, but the room was very small, and some seriously wounded people were carried into the wooden house.

The auxiliaries even set up makeshift tents at the entrance of the firearms workshop to prevent the wounded knights from dying of hypothermia.

"Baron Surdak has arrived, hurry up and give way to him to check on the Seriously Wounded......" The auxiliaries who followed Surdak shouted to the busy personnel inside the cabin.

Although not everyone knew the name, the auxiliaries seemed to have a lot of weight in their words, and he only said a word in the back, and the auxiliaries in the wooden house looked up at him and quickly gave up their places.

Surdak hurriedly stepped up and unceremoniously took the best position to take over the work of the auxiliary.

Treating the wounded may be one step faster than saving a dying life.

"I need your help!" Surdak crouched beside the wounded, and he also found that the auxiliary soldier who was following him should be a commander, at least the auxiliary soldiers of the logistics regiment here listened to him, so he said to him while his hands were constantly busy.

It didn't seem to be as cold in the cabin, and hands weren't always frozen when they were tending to wounds.

The auxiliary soldier behind him hurriedly came up and asked, "What can we do for you?" ”

Surdak said without raising his head: "Find out where they are injured, take off their armor, do some pre-hemostatic treatment on the injured part, make sure that when I come to them, I know the specific injury situation, so that I can speed up my treatment, if I can, avoid secondary injuries as much as possible, and also rank up!" ”

The auxiliary soldier repeated in confusion, "Platoon number?" ”

"That's right, put the seriously injured in front as much as possible to make sure that everyone can be treated effectively."

Surdak explained.