In the garrison camp, there were already snowflakes outside, but inside the tent was warm, and the magic scroll of the fire gathering technique was set up in the brazier, and there was a sizzling kettle hanging on it.

Snowy night,

The two wounded soldiers lying in the tent could not sleep, and although they had the blessing of the 'blessed body' on them, they recovered faster and relieved the pain in their bodies, but the fear of their future life made it difficult for them to sleep.

When they were on the battlefield, they held their shields in front of them.

As a lord army warrior with a certain combat quality, they can't have any timidity when danger comes, it can only be said that their luck is not good, those ghost-patterned soldiers and ants who rushed up are a group of big-bellied monsters, rushing to the battlefield and spewing out a large amount of acid and rotten liquid, and with this, they have recovered a large part of the battlefield that has just been lost.

And the two wounded soldiers lying in the tent can be said to be two unlucky bastards, drenched from head to toe with acid and rot.

Although there are helmets and heavy armor to protect the body, there are always places where the protection is not complete, one is the acid liquid flowing down the back neckline to the back, and the other is a double. The leg was stained with acid and putrefaction, and there was no way to deal with the situation at that time...... You can only live if you hold a shield.

By the time they were rescued from the battlefield, their bodies had been severely corrosively burned, and not only large areas of their skin had turned into thick blood, but also damaged tendons, and they were sent to the tents of the rescue camp, where they lived with the seriously wounded, almost all of whom were treated by Lord Surdak himself.

I heard that the soldiers who can live in this kind of treatment camp have to pay a ghost ant every three days as a medical fee.

Many commanders of the lord army almost gritted their teeth and came up with such a high medical fee, in fact, they were not so eager to hope that the wounded soldiers could get better as soon as possible, this is just the most common means used by the officers to win people's hearts, and only when the officers put on this attitude, the other soldiers will work for the lords without hesitation......

It's just that once the injury is severe enough to heal, it will become a cripple, and then things will not be so rosy.

These seriously wounded are an incomparably heavy burden for the lords, and sometimes the lords prefer that you can pay a pension to settle the matter in one lump sum.

However, this does not happen in the lord's army of Surdak.

As long as you're not dead, you have to carry it back for me. ’

This is what Lord Surdak personally asked all the soldiers of the Alliance Lord Army, and if he abandons his comrades on the battlefield for no reason, he will be held accountable by the Judge Advocate General after the war.

The two seriously wounded in the tent were once the best shield warriors in the Collins Lords' army, but now they can only lie here.

Snowflakes flew in down the tent curtains, and there was only heavy-sounding gasps in the tent, with the occasional uncontrollable moan or two.

"Have you heard? The one next to him had been healed by Lord Surdak last night, and yesterday I saw that the skin on his chest was almost corroded, and his ribs were exposed, but today he has recovered most of it, and what is even more amazing is that he can actually get out of bed and move around freely, and even do some restorative exercises. The voice was very soft, with a slight hoarseness in his voice, and his tone was full of envy and helplessness.

"Yes!" The companion next to him was apparently not asleep either.

"Do you think Lord Surdak will treat us like that?" The hoarse voice sounded again, and his tone was full of longing for it.

The companion next to him snorted softly and said, "What do you think, we are injured like this, I'm afraid there is no possibility of healing, I heard that Lord Surdak needs to spend a huge price to heal such an injury, what qualifications do you say we have...... Can it make him feel that it is worth the huge cost of treatment? ”

"Could it be the high-level healing prayer of the High Priest of the Temple of Liberty?" The husky voice is a Lady of Liberty believer.

"Even healing prayers can't regenerate the skin!" His companions ruthlessly punctured this illusion of his.

The hoarse voice asked again: "You said that we are like this, can we go to the battlefield again in the future?" ”

"It's a blessing to be alive, do you want anything else?" The companion chuckled softly, followed by the sound of cooing and drinking.

"I mean, if you lose this leg and live will only drag down your family, will you continue to live?" A hoarse voice asked the companion.

His words seemed to be a little heartfelt, and his companion did not answer, nor did he speak.

The two of them are one. I didn't close my eyes all night, but I just lay there quietly, and I didn't even exhale pain.

It wasn't until dawn that a woman in a black cannon came to investigate the wounded in the tent, her face hidden under her hood, and when she walked in, even the last light in the tent was gone.

"If you are willing to embrace the darkness, I will find a way to heal you......" the woman began.

The two wounded felt like they were in a dream, and everything seemed so unreal.

"Do you have a way to cure us?" So they also boldly asked rhetorically.

"Yes!" The answer was very decisive.

"Are there any conditions?" The hoarse voice couldn't wait to ask.

"Abandon freedom and believe in the night." The woman said something that neither of them could understand, and many times only the god stick would speak in such a tone. But then the woman gave a more concerted explanation: "The price I pay may be very high, it may be more expensive than a set of magic pattern structures, so you need to do things for me until you create these values to regain your freedom, I promise that those things will not make you trample on social morality, nor will you go against the bottom line of your heart, are you willing?" ”

The two injured were obviously a little moved.

The hoarse voice hurriedly said: "If you can heal our wounds, and you won't order us to do things that go against our will, if it's just to join the lord army to fight, I'm willing, don't you have to fight anywhere?" ”

"I'm willing to ......," another voice said.

Having received a satisfactory answer, the woman turned and left, and when she lifted the curtain of the tent, she said to them, "I hope that in the next battle, you will not be so reckless." ”

There was silence in the tent...... The woman left quietly, and what happened just now was like a dream.

When it was daytime, Lord Surdak came to examine their injuries, and sure enough, he said to them:

"I'll arrange a new cure for you tonight!"

The two wounded people lying on the bed glanced at each other, and their eyes once again revealed hope to live......

Surdak waved his hand to the assistant behind him, motioning for him to write down the names of the two wounded soldiers, and to communicate with the officers of their lord army later.