The sun is no longer dazzling, it converges its light in the twilight, and becomes quiet and peaceful, like a lonely old man in the twilight, reluctant to leave, and wants to take a look, take a look at this shijie, the warm sunlight dyes on the white clouds and the sky, turning into a mysterious and fantastic rainbow, which makes people marvel.

The pale yellow sunlight spread on the walls of Severcro, giving the walls full of scars and blood a little tenderness, like a knight who had taken off his robes, tired and sitting at the foot of the mountain, quietly looking at the distant scenery, silently watching this side of the land.

The castle was still busy, with wounded soldiers being carried on stretchers to the edge of tents waiting for treatment, and mobilized people bringing gauze and first aid supplies.

Wailing, groaning, pain, sorrow, despair, unwillingness...... All sorts of sad voices continue to sound here, and occasionally there are one or two cries of surprise, followed by the crying of life and death reunion, but such happy events are inevitably too few.

The dead soldiers were gathered and moved to a large pit outside the city, filled with hay and firewood, and cremated en masse. The most terrible thing after a great war is the plague caused by the dead body, although it is reluctant, but it is also a helpless thing.

No matter what, the living are going to continue to live, aren't they?

The priests of the young Mars prayed for the warriors. This time it was not only the Roman soldiers, but all the soldiers and knights who participated in this battle, everyone hoped that these originally living guys could go with peace of mind, the collapse of the empire made these people lose their spiritual dependence for a while, and the outstanding performance of the Roman legions in this battle made everyone look sideways, and even the gods of Rome were regarded as very powerful.

That's a good thing.

Despite the constant noises, the castle was still quiet. Everyone tried their best not to make a sound, silently completed their work, without saying a word, even if acquaintances met, they nodded and finished the matter, and then left quickly with their heads down.

"I said, I need warm salt water! it's warm salt water, not anything else!"

An old man in a white linen robe angrily grabbed a young servant and scolded loudly: "Only with warm salt water can you sterilize! Otherwise, those people will die of inflammation of the wound! You will have a high fever, the wound will fester, and then die in pain, do you understand?!"

The young man looked at the fierce old guy in front of him tremblingly, holding the salt bag in his arms tightly, and glancing at the pot next to him from time to time.

The old man must have lied to himself, he wanted the salt! The young man knew that the Romans were from the north, and that salt was valuable there.

"Oh-damn it, what do you want me to say before you want to pour these things into the pot?" the old man was angry and helpless, and as soon as he took a step forward, the young man immediately retreated alertly.

"This is the property of the old man!" The young man looked at him with wide eyes: "It's legal!

"Just because of this, those soldiers are going to die in agony?!"

"What's going on?"

Old Best came over in a dirty black look, looking quite tired, his torn burqa covered in blood, panting and shaking his steps.

"Your Excellency, you are here just in time!" the old man hurriedly walked up and bowed slightly: "I am a doctor, and now my patients need your salt to make warm salt water, only in this way can their wounds not become inflamed and fester!"

Best listened to the old man's words quietly, and glanced at the teary-eyed young man next to him by the way, and hesitated.

"Does it really work? I mean...... Can it really reduce inflammation?"

"Of course, I promise you!" replied the old man with an oath, "I promise you my honor as a doctor!"

"Child, pour it in and be obedient. Best walked up to the boy and touched his little head, "I can't let these people who are fighting for us suffer any more crimes." ”

The young man looked at Best thoughtfully, nodded obediently, carried the bag in his small hand, and poured the whole bag of salt into the pot of boiling water without leaving any of it, and the white salt melted into the water at once.

"Thank you for your generosity, my lord. The old man bowed deeply.

"Huh. Old Best smiled bitterly, squeezing a smile and pleading on his tired face: "Please let them all survive as much as possible, xiexie!"

"I will. The old man bowed his head in a heavy voice: "In the name of Minerva, the goddess of wisdom!"

"Huh. Best shook his head with a wry smile, paced, dragged his tired body, and shook away, the pale golden sunlight shining on the old man's back, which looked so regrettable.

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Outside the tent, Theodore, Brenus, and Salad waited anxiously, pacing back and forth, but their minds remembered the scene not long ago.

Elendil told Theodore that it was a common trick of the orcs: if the siege was difficult, they would pretend to be invincible and retreat temporarily, and the hot-headed defenders would often think that they were scared of the orcs, and would take the army out of the city to fight and pursue the "remnants of the enemy", only to be surrounded by an army of orcs who were ready to attack, and then eat!

The impact power of the charging orc infantry is not at all under the ordinary knights, if you can't be caught off guard, or if there are more than twice as many cavalry, it is impossible to shake the orc formation!

Orcs may not have the discipline of human armies, but they also know how to huddle together to stop enemy attacks. The dense formation may be disorderly, but after forming a shield wall, it is an iron wall that even the Knights of Dawn have not been able to break!

Obviously, the knights of Malbert and the Northern Lords could not be more powerful than the Knights of the Dawn.

Almost at the moment of meeting the enemy, I am afraid that these knights have never seen such a sight in their lives: the robes around them are knocked out, like weightless feathers, and then immediately smashed off limbs by heavy weapons!

The proud knight is so unbearable!

Salald and Duke Brennus almost desperately brought them back, and when the knights set out, when they returned, less than half were left!

The trailing orc army was held back by Theodore at the gates. The one hundred and sixty crossbowmen taught them a hard lesson, and the three-stage shooting tactic made the orcs who dared to meet them fly upside down at the first time, and the Imperial Guard and the Eagle Banner Hundred set up their spears and formed a phalanx of spears to keep them out of the city gates.

In this battle, the Roman legions lost 68 heavy infantry and 32 were seriously disabled, and the imperial guards lost 4 and 2 were seriously disabled, not counting minor injuries.

But the casualties of the knights were the heaviest part - it was the falcon that folded its wings and lost its powerful mobile Liliang defenders, so how could the enemy retreat?

"Your Excellency!" a doctor came out of the tent and looked at Theodore sweatingly: "Your Excellency!"

"How's it going?!" Theodore immediately grabbed the doctor's collar excitedly, and his eyes were full of anticipation: "How's it going? Is he still alive?!"

"Rest assured. The doctor looked at him with a smile: "Lord Malbert is still alive, this is really Pluto's blessing!"

"Thank you, the great god of death, Pluto!" Theodore let out a loud sigh of relief, and Salald and Brenus behind him also shouted: "Radiant Cross bless Radiant Cross bless ......"

In the tent, Malbert lay silently on the bed, unable to move from the wounds on his shoulders and legs, and could only lie down, his eyes closed, and his mouth pursed tightly.

A light shone into the tent, and the sound of light footsteps came from the doorway.

"Can you still move?" Theodore and the two of them walked in from outside: "Huh?!"

"Maybe I should have put on a grand feast for your bravery, but it's a shame that we're going to continue to fight the orcs now. Theodore sneered unceremoniously, every word like a sharp knife: "I'm so sorry!"

Malbert's eyes suddenly widened, and tears burst out of his eyes, and the glory and blood in his heart were now only endless remorse and pathos!

"I'm sorry -- !!!"

All the pain, all the pain, the sorrow, the self-pity, the fear, the regret...... All kinds of emotions that make people's hearts like knives only turn into a sad howl and rolling tears.

Brenus, who could not bear to see his friend so ugly, sighed, turned around, and quietly left the tent, leaving only a sword, which he had brought back from the trophies he had brought back to Malbert when he had saved him.

"Malbert, Malbert!" Theodore calmly walked up to him, his voice ringing in his ears. Immediately after, a pair of broad palms slowly helped him up and gently patted his back.

"You're just too anxious, my friend. ”

"What have I done?!Those good boys!Those great boys!" Malbert closed his eyes reproachfully, and spoke with a crying voice: "They...... They believe that I can take them back to their glory!"

"You are in such a hurry that the sins of the past have become a shadow of you, and you cannot get rid of it!" Theodore whispered in his ear, "Be patient!

Theodore opened his hands violently and hugged the middle-aged man tightly in his arms!

"You're alive! Wonderful! God willing!—You're alive!" Diodore laughed happily at once, smiling like a child, making his already somewhat immature face even more like a child.

"Isn't it? You're still alive! That's enough! You're still alive!" Theodore laughed, "so that you can avenge the dead and reclaim your glory!

"Stand up, knight, stand up, Malbert!"

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"That's it, although the enemy has temporarily stopped the offensive, they have also figured out the details of us, the position of our defense, the number of soldiers, the number of throwing weapons, etc., they have already found out clearly. ”

In the hall, Theodore sat at the front of the long table on the right side, directly opposite Brennus, with Salald sitting on the left hand, and Best as the host naturally sitting on the main seat.

"And we have nine noble gentlemen who have lost their lives because of it. Theodore spread his hands and exhaled, "That's it. ”

"Therefore, the enemy will definitely attack with all his might tomorrow. Salald looked at Best: "They will definitely suppress us on all fronts, because they are far outnumbered by us, and we can't guarantee the defense of every place!"

"Maybe it's tomorrow, maybe it's the day after tomorrow. ”

"I'll let the ballistas concentrate their fire and knock out as many more siege ladders as possible, but they may still have this thing, so it's hard to say, and even if we stop the enemy, we'll suffer heavy casualties. Theodore's eyes swept over all the lords present, paused, and then said in a deep voice, "We can't just hold on!"

"Then what do you say, what else can we do but defend us?" a lord asked with a sigh, "Do you want to wait for those reinforcements?"

"Show your courage!" Brenus glared at him fiercely, causing the man to shrink his neck at that moment, "As a knight, you should have the determination to fight the enemy to the death, otherwise what are you doing here?! Wouldn't it be better to sleep in your own castle?!"

"I'm just asking......" Looking at the old duke's eagle-like eyes, the lord muttered and whispered to himself.

"I guess the reinforcements can't wait. Theodore smiled and said, "It is better for us to save ourselves, at least there is hope!"

"Your Excellency, I have a question for you. ”

"Well, what's the problem?"

"This ...... Your Savencro Castle" Theodore lowered his voice a little embarrassed, and the whole person lay on the table: "Is there a small door that I can sneak through?"

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