"Ho-, -, -............" Salald gasped desperately, sitting on his ass, and the medical staff were stitching up his wounds, and the crack in his shoulder was "gurgling" and bubbling blood like a spring, but the guy was still sitting there like no one.

"Give me something to drink, whatever you want!" said the young Grand Duke of Ultok, who held out his hand to the side, and the clever attendant immediately brought him a jug full of water from the table. Sarard didn't look at it, biting off the plug and throwing his head down his throat.

"Xiexie!" wiped his mouth casually, and the cold water sobered him up a little - from the beginning to the end of the battle, Salald always stood at the front of the left flank army, supporting the morale of the soldiers with his bravery. It can be said that in the whole battle, Salald contributed a lot, and without him, half of the Noldor army could collapse at any time, and it would never be supported to the point where the orcs collapsed first.

This earned him great prestige among the Noldor and the human alliance! "The Golden Lion of Salion" has become synonymous with "bravery", and his achievements have been sought after to an unimaginable level. The young Noldor warriors insisted that Salald had killed at least a hundred orc soldiers, some said two hundred, but in their opinion Salald had gone beyond the category of "human" and became the god of war.

Only the infantry knights who followed Salad knew best that their Grand Duke might not have killed even ten in total, and that they had been trying to maintain their positions in the previous battles, and only began to kill the enemy with all their might when it was time for a counterattack - but this did not affect them to remain silent about it, and no one would let go of anything that could increase their own face, not to mention that Salad had indeed fought bravely.

But these accolades did not make Salad happy, and he poured water into his throat with some depression, and his eyes swept back and forth outside the house. Although he did get a battle merit worthy of his status, the most important thing he didn't get - the leader named Kosai was actually killed by Theodore!

For Theodore, Salad had always had a trust, or rather a trust that could understand each other, and that he could see the ambition, the ambition of the other, because he also had it. Moreover, the other party also has a very unique experience in managing the city and commanding the army, and Salald is also willing to learn from the strengths of his friend.

But when it comes to fighting alone, this guy can barely be regarded as a third-rate, and he is better than those country knights who are proficient in swordsmanship, let alone a professional soldier -- Salald has such confidence that even if he gives Theodor a move and a half, he can beat him in less than ten steps!

But now the situation is that the damned orc leader Kosai was actually killed by Theodore! This guy dared to cross the battlefield with dozens of knights, and he also discovered Kosai with such great luck, whether it was luck or boldness, it made Salad feel aggrieved. Being so close, this battle feat should be his own, but by the time he rushed into the Chinese army with the knights around him, Kosai's corpse was almost cold!

When the water was finished, Salad tossed the kettle to the squire. The very sensible attendant hurriedly went out with the kettle, and took the initiative to fill him with another pot without the Grand Duke saying, but before he reached the door, he was blocked by a figure, and after seeing the other party's face, he knelt down on one knee in a panic: "Lord Yurian!"

"Oh, get up!" Diodore seemed to be in a good mood, beckoning to help the little squire up, "I'm just here to see if a certain heroic golden lion still has the strength to stand up?"

"Don't talk about standing up, it's no problem to even ride your war horse and charge again!" Salald looked at Theodor who was standing at the door a little sullenly: "So, what is the matter with our great hero looking for me?"

"I think you might be thirsty, so............ I've brought you something good!" Theodore shook the flask in his hand and threw it out with all his might. After seeing the other party catch it very calmly, he showed a relaxed smile: "It seems that you are better than I imagined." ”

"You haven't answered my question yet. The sweet wine in his mouth made Salalde's face tense a little: "How is it, how is the result of Zuihou?"

"You'll have to wait until Aaron comes back to find out. The dwarves kept their promise and intercepted the main force of the orcs at the southern end of the steel road, and Aaron led the light cavalry around the jungle to suppress the enemy's deserters, who would soon return. Theodore calmly sat down in the chair on Salald's side, and said softly, "But, no matter what happens to Zuihou, I know only one thing - there will be no captives, there will not be a single orc captive. ”

"Yes, not a single captive!" Salald nodded: "Eliminate the evil, leave no trouble!"

"So, this battle is not over yet, we must reorganize our army as soon as possible, go south to New Gar, and take this city out of the orcs!" Diodore said with some excitement: "This will be an opportunity, after this battle, the dwarves and Noldor elves will be on our side." ”

"As for the casualties, I think you should go and see for yourself, so I won't say more. Theodore patted him on the shoulder: "Also............ There is nothing more to say, those who are alive can be seen, and those who are dead have been buried. ”

"............" Salald was silent for a moment before opening his mouth to ask, "Their ...... Where are the bodies?"

"Cremated, cremated with other fighters. Theodore said softly, "The ashes are already in the jar, and when we go home, we will bring them back with us." ”

“xiexie。 The young Grand Duke Ultok said, "I will bring them home and let them be with the ancestors of Salion, who deserve such glory!"

"My lord, Lord Ultok, Lord Julian" The little attendant who had gone to fill the water suddenly ran back, and the kettle in his hand was gone, and he rushed into the house empty-handed, and even crawled and ran down in front of Salald, and bowed his head breathlessly.

"Slow down, my little squire. We are not in a hurry. His attendant was so arrogant, Salald was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't have a seizure: "Say, what's going on?"

"Lord Aaron Brennus has returned, and is in the main tent with Marshal Terenus, and the marshal's lieutenant has ordered me to inform you of the past, as well as Lord Julian. The little squire said intermittently.

"This guy is so fast!" Diodore shook his head in disbelief, "I thought it would be night." ”

"In addition, there is also a scout of the Noldor Elves who has brought back a very important piece of information!" the little squire continued, "They found an orc camp in a forest, and there are many imprisoned Noldor elves, most likely orc captive camps!"

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"It looks like you're much more injured than Salard. As soon as Theodore entered the central tent, he saw Aaron with a flower on his left face and a bandage on his right arm: "Those beasts have a strong desire to survive!"

"A small injury, accidentally rubbed by a motherless person. Aaron was a little embarrassed to deal with it, and then said excitedly: "I heard that you killed Kosai?! What a great feat! Dozens of cavalry dare to cross the battlefield of tens of thousands of defeated soldiers!"

"Don't mention it. Theodore covered his face, waved his hand a little unhappily and said---This is a bit like he guessed the result and got a full score, even if he was really happy, he didn't want his friends who didn't know the truth to praise him, after all, he didn't rely on real skills.

"What did you say?!really?!" Just as the two were discussing in a whisper, Bode on the side grabbed a thin Noldor scout almost hysterically, and swayed back and forth and shouted, "Am you right?!"

"It's not certain yet, but there are a lot of people who have been arrested. The scout stopped the opponent's still trembling arm, and replied with some difficulty: "And we also found a lot of fleeing routs rushing there, but because there are too many opponents, we retreated in advance." ”

"Although the enemy has been defeated, there are still quite a few soldiers, and a little carelessness can cause serious casualties. Handel muttered to himself on the side, and then turned his gaze to Marshal Terenas with a calm face: "Do you have any good idea?

"If they attack head-on, they will take these Noldor elves as hostages, and we can't leave them such a chance!" Tyrenus said in a deep voice: "Organize an elite assault team to rescue the captured Noldor elves as quickly as possible, and then cover this squad by the army and completely annihilate this group of orcs!"

"I'll leave this task to me!" said Salald, who stepped out from behind Theodore, and said in a loud and proud voice, "Is there a more suitable person than me? I will lead the knights at dawn, and when the sun goes down, these deserters will be reduced to a pile of corpses!"

"Even though they are already a rabble, we have to be careful, and any mistakes will not be tolerated, Salald. Theodore frowned lightly and said, "There is nothing wrong with being careful. ”

"Of course!, I absolutely agree with that. Salald shrugged his shoulders: "We need to be careful, after all, there are so many people who can fight, and it is distressing to die one!"

"Okay, let's get some rest. Terenus beckoned, smiling gently, "Let's relax tonight and wait until tomorrow to decide what to do!"