85_85536 Ivanovic's death brought this inexplicable war to an unsatisfactory end. The motives of the other party are unknown, and the next move of the other party is equally unknown. The Slavian warriors were all killed. William did not get a single prisoner.

In such a situation, victory is not so sweet.

"What kind of obstacles will we encounter next?" William thought to himself, and then stepped over the dead body of Ivanovich.

There is no danger on the battlefield anymore.

"Centaurs of Tartaria. It's an enemy I can't defeat right now. If you want to fight against it, you must rely on the power of people at a higher level. The question is, Grand Duke Mazovia...... What did you think in your heart, Your Excellency?" William couldn't help but think to himself.

Having no real contact with the Grand Duke, he could only analyze the person of Archduke Leszek von Trieste from a series of hearsay. And the vast majority of rumors suggest that the Grand Duke is a hopelessly incompetent waste. At the same time, in the case of his cousin in this matter, the serf revolt of this winter. A "wasteless waste" is aptly stated. There's nothing wrong with that.

It is even said that if it were not for the nobility of the country holding each other down, and the threat of centaurs was close at hand, his rule would have been overthrown long ago.

"So...... The next thing you should do is show your strength. And then sell yourself for a good price?" thought to William. Then he smiled self-deprecatingly. Although after that conversation, he was severely reprimanded by his father, Baron Otto, for such speculation. But that didn't stop him from continuing to think so.

"But what about my father?" William felt a headache at the thought of this...... Very headache. He knew that if he wanted to maximize his profits, he would have to tie his father, Baron Otto, to his chariot - he had great symbolic significance as a hero in the last great frontier war. If such a character also took refuge in the Tartariya Khanate, then it would naturally prove that the centaurs were destined for it. And if such a character is indeed like a hero in the end, dying on the battlefield against the centaurs, then it will naturally inspire countless Goths to rise up and resist.

Originally, in this case, if it worked well, then Baron Otto could be left and right. and even became a key figure in deciding the fate of the Grand Duchy of Mazovia. But the problem is that the Red Knight is not good at most things other than fighting and war. And he's a guy who admits death.

"Father is not so persuasive. "Thinking about this, William definitely has a headache. After thinking for a while, as always, there was no way, William could only smile wryly and shake his head.

"At the very least, I had to save my father's life. William thought to himself, and then put the question behind him for the time being.

"William!" was just as William was strolling on the battlefield when not far away, Charlumie's voice came. William turned his head and saw a smiling Charlumi riding a horse running over. When she was not far away, she jumped off her horse and ran quickly in front of William.

The sun was shining, and Charlumi's smile was very sunny. At the same time, it was a "come and praise me" expression.

Although it didn't match the armor on her body, her long messy hair, and the blood stains on her body.

Such a dissonant image reminds William of the twisted world he finds himself in.

Seeing Xia Lumi smiling happily. William didn't ask questions that were uninteresting, or inexplicable. For example, what is it like to go to the battlefield for the first time? And what is it like to kill with your own hands? Do you feel uncomfortable in your heart? Or maybe it's not spit out. Because William knew that none of these questions were pointless.

Yes, all these things are meaningless for a child who has been educated as a knight since childhood. Not even a knight, or even a commoner, a serf, for a serf, for a serf, to die, or even kill, is not something unacceptable. It's too rare.

So, at such a time, facing the victorious return of little Xia Lumi. You don't have to have any other feelings than a smile.

"Well done. With that, William hugged Xia Lumi. Let go, then stroke her hair, and say this to her.

"Hmm. Hearing William say this, Charlumi smiled with satisfaction. Then he praised William by the way: "You did a good job." William. And it seems...... You don't need cavalry troops to win. ”

"Don't say that. William said, "If there were no cavalry troops, then it would be possible to win the war." But there is absolutely no way to inflict enough damage on the other side. There is no way to end this war. After all, infantry units can't outrun each other. If you let most of the enemies run away, then they will be in trouble. ”

Hearing William say this, Charlumi nodded, indicating her acceptance of William's statement. It was under these circumstances that the cavalry had begun to gather their ranks - the vast majority of the outcasts had obediently surrendered and were escorted over.

The number is close to two thousand. One by one, they were depressed, and at the same time it looked like they could be blown down by the wind. The eyes of these guys were full of despair. It looks like they were slaughtered en masse, or buried alive, and they wouldn't have any resistance, or even reaction.

"That's it for now. William looked at the guys and nodded, thinking to himself.

"Then William, what are you keeping these people's lives for?"

"Be a soldier. William replied, "There are quite a few shortcomings. But if you want to quickly assemble a standing army that is out of production, then these guys are the best soldiers. ”

"But ......" Hearing William say this, Charlumi felt even more wrong: "We ...... Moreover, Chersk's financial resources do not allow us to develop such a force. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, Charlumie. None of this is a problem at all. William smiled confidently and replied, "This force will come in handy soon." And at the same time, this army does not necessarily have to be supported with the money of the Chersk Countdom. ”

"Ah...... Well. Although William said this, Charlumi was not completely reassured...... After all, this kind of thing is too important.

"I'll tell you more carefully when I get back. William patted Charlumi on the shoulder and said so.

"Hmm. In the end, it was the trust in William that prevailed. Charlumi nodded. No more talking.

"Now, let's go and see the loot. William said.

"Spoils of War...... Yes. Hearing this, Charlumi rejoiced again.

In addition to sacking the castle of an earl, the Rogue army also destroyed the estates of knights, merchants, and wealthy ...... Or barren towns and villages. And in terms of their poverty and hunger. No businessman who is brave enough to get in touch with them should be in touch yet.

In such a situation, the wealth they plundered was naturally untouched.

"Cheaper for us. William said to Charlumi with a smile.

"But there is still half to give to the soldiers. Shalumi was slightly dissatisfied.

"This is also necessary. William replied, "After all, we don't pay them enough, do we?"

"But ......"

"The peasants don't count. As many things as they robbed, they only left them a tenth. Isn't that enough?" replied William.

"That's pretty much it. Charlumi was satisfied—the peasants didn't have much strength anyway. And in the previous battles, these guys didn't help much. In this case, they also take fifty percent of the loot. Don't talk about others, even they themselves may not be able to accept it.

That's it. Soon, after the captives had returned to the camp, William had the peasants, as well as half a company of reservists and a few cavalrymen of the Guards guarding the captives. The rest of the troops went to the camp of the rogues to make a fortune.

This approach naturally makes the people left behind very unhappy. However, because William promised them an additional compensation. Therefore, the troops left behind did not openly express this dissatisfaction. In addition, staying here is not without the opportunity to make a fortune. It is even said that the chances of making a fortune are no less than searching the other party's camp.

The nearly 2,000 captives, though one or two, all looked sick and crooked to death. But maybe someone has something easy to carry and something valuable. For example, small pieces of gold jewelry, precious stones, or some lightweight, easy-to-carry works of art.

Despite William's orders, the torture was not allowed, let alone the killing of these prisoners of war. But it didn't say that they weren't allowed to exchange things for them, did they? Look at this group of people starving into the pitiful appearance of this virtue. A piece of brown bread, how much can they get in exchange? It's a question worth discussing