The loud trumpets echoed rapidly, and the battle in front of the wasteland gradually came to an end - although the barbarian warriors fighting to defend the tribe were very brave, but it was still not enough to turn the tide, after the first battle, Edward led the heavy cavalry into battle, and the shouting Turin knights crushed the enemy who stood in the way, and then a one-sided slaughter......

The barbarian warriors, clad in animal skins and even naked, were defenseless against the sharp arrows, and their short spears and throwing spears were not menacing against the charging heavy cavalry hordes, and although the Banner Legion was still a legion of new recruits and second-rate auxiliary infantry, good equipment and sufficient logistics made it impossible for them to defeat these brave barbarians head-on.

Although the gray-bearded tribal leader shouted slogans again and again, and the roar full of grief and indignation kept arousing the blood and courage of the tribal warriors, making them rush to the shield wall of the infantry phalanx without fear of death, falling in front of spears and spears again and again, and cutting off their heads by the soldiers who coveted their exploits, but these sacrifices did not make the battle flag legion retreat, but became more and more excited, even if they were temporarily repulsed, they would still rush up again.

Because they have come for revenge - when the humiliation and misery of those kings, the ridicule and sarcasm of their enemies come to mind, and when they see that their enemies who once flaunted their might be defeated, these former "cowards" and "cowards" burst out with great courage, stabbing the tip of their spears into the abdomen of their enemies with their scarlet eyes, and slitting their throats with broadswords!

The soldiers, holding high the red cross battle flags on a black background, stepped on the corpses of the enemy and broke through the seemingly prosperous settlement, in the flames of anger. There was a miserable wail.

The clean and tidy longhouse collapsed in the flames, the air was filled with dust and scorching smell, and the women, children, and old people hiding in the settlement, and the few barbarian warriors who had been defeated and retreated, crowded in all corners of the settlement in panic, like rats fleeing in all directions. Legionnaires, armed with spears and broadswords, turned into vicious thugs in their rage, swinging their butcher knives at the helpless.

Although there were still a few strong barbarian women still trying their best to resist, there was no threat or resistance at all in front of the heavily armed legions-their insignificant strength could only stimulate these big-headed soldiers who had already been filled with blood more to enjoy this incomparably exciting "feast" even more frantically!

When the sky cleared and the sun peeked out of the clouds, the entire settlement had been completely burned by the frenzied soldiers of the Battle Banner Legion, and turned into a ruin, a bonfire burning in the sun, but the screams could still be heard. There are also countless hideous faces.

The once-thriving war tribe became the trophy of the Banner Legion, and Lebinus, with a few veterans who were also in tears, found the old Legion Banner in the hall of the camp and put it away in silence. The Red Cross flag on a black background was then planted at the top of the tallest watchtower, symbolizing that the Legion had taken over the area!

The former flag symbolizes the birth and shame of the Legion, and the new flag is their glorious beginning!

Among the dead bodies outside the settlement, Edward found the remains of the tribal leader - almost entirely covered in arrow wounds, almost like a rag doll torn to shreds, and the two deadliest wounds were the barrels of a gun stabbed through the top of his head. The soldiers, who were obviously vengeful, did not intend to give him a decent death.

"But that's the price......" Edward kicked his body away from him. There was not even the slightest sadness on his face, only the strictest perseverance, he waved the black big sword behind him and turned over his horse, and several Knights of the Sacred Tree immediately followed him - neither the knights of The Hague Fort nor the Knights of the Sacred Tree were involved in this war of annihilation, but took on the duty of monitoring to prevent some soldiers who were addicted to killing from aiming their weapons at their brothers.

In fact, for the work of such dirty hands. The Knights of the Sacred Tree were not very interested in it - although they had done the same thing more than once when they were fighting the heretics in the Blood Cliffs of the East, and therefore none of them had come forward to accuse Edward of how brutal and heinous he had become.

Only Allen, who was still standing in place, was already pale, and even kept rolling cold sweat from his forehead. But he still held on to his motionlessness, his eyes wide open to see the atrocities that were taking place in the settlement.

"You don't have to look at that, Alan. With a sigh, Edward, who urged the horse to get closer, reached out to block his little wife's eyes, but was opened by Allen, and a trace of consternation flashed across the corners of the black-haired knight's mouth: "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to watch—I promise to face it with you, and I won't go back. Alan was almost about to cry, but he still looked at him deadly, biting his lower lip tightly: "Because I'm Allen, it's Alan Wetwood!"

"Alan Wetwood......" Edward showed a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, but in the end he did not give any explanation, just relieved to hold his little wife into his arms......

Killing is killing - if Edward wants these soldiers to fully surrender their loyalty to him, he must have enough in exchange for their loyalty, which for the most important soldiers, is a good salary, ample provisions, good booty, and the acquiescence to plunder after the battle.

Only when they are completely satisfied, will they be allowed to be driven by Edward, absolutely loyal to his every order, endure harsh treatment, and will not collapse because of a momentary setback in a hard battle, nor mutiny because of orders and sticks, the reality is cruel, but that's it.

War is war, everyone is an executioner, sharing the spoils of war in the bodies of the dead, spitting on the bones of the enemy, this is what everyone is doing.

And this is what Edward is doing, because he really needs these people, this Banner Legion is absolutely loyal to him, he needs to get more wealth, so that he can grow stronger as soon as possible.

After comforting Alan a little, Edward turned around and knelt in front of Edward's horse with a totemic flag, the totem of the tribe: "This land is yours, Lord Edward Witwood!"

Edward, who nodded silently, took the totem, and then Repinus slowly stood up: "We have sealed the cellars and warehouses of the entire tribe, and you can start counting them whenever you want. ”

"Also, there are about a few tribal elders, with more than four hundred people who have surrendered and are willing to be your prisoners. Speaking of this, Repinus's face had a little more fierce expression, but he still lowered his head in front of Edward: "May I ask what you plan to do with these people?"

"All the captives were tied up and all of them were taken into custody. Edward's expression was cold when he spoke: "Those elders, as well as all the young adults, are all killed, and only the women and children are left!"

"Yes!"

"Also, let all the brethren prepare as soon as possible, repair the wooden walls of this settlement, and then set up the ballistas—I am afraid that the enemy reinforcements will be coming soon!" Edward had already made this preparation before the battle: "Dig a trench outside the curtain wall, and prepare to resist the enemy attack." ”

"The battle has just begun, and this is just a few appetizers before the big battle - but if we are too lax, it will become our grave, carry out your mission, Chief Centurion Repcinus!"

"Everything is as you command. Liberus nodded emphatically, but then suddenly spoke, "An elder of the tribe has just told me that the messenger named Gracchus once came to this tribe, and that he also encouraged this tribe to go to war against us, but he has fled!" )