The battle lasted for half an hour, and then ended early when the indigenous people suffered too many casualties and chose to retreat on their own initiative. Ye Zhiqiu took a closer look and found that the casualty exchange ratio between the two sides was ten to one.

In other words, the natives of Crete lost ten people, and only one of the Western Expeditionary Army was killed! After all, the battle was fought by 30,000 warriors and 3,000 peasants, and even if the enemy occupied favorable terrain, it could not make up for the huge gap between the two camps.

"The indigenous inhabitants of Crete should not be underestimated, and it took more than sixty percent of the casualties to collapse and lose their morale, worthy of the legendary fighting people. Originally, I was not going to insult the corpses of these warriors, but the disciples of the main hall suffered many casualties...... The enemy's corpses were all thrown into the sea to feed the sharks!"

Ye Zhiqiu's words decided the rules of cleaning the battlefield, as long as he opened his mouth, no one objected, after all, along the way, everyone was able to reach their destination safely and soundly, all thanks to the great martial arts of this demigod palace!

As for the corpses of the dead of their own side, they were washed and cleaned by special personnel, and they were replaced with new white gauze robes, and their heads and faces were anointed with spices.

However, some people forgot to die in battle, the hideous bloodthirsty smile on their faces, and the painful distorted expressions seemed to be frozen, even if they were smeared with ointment, they could not be smoothed by the massage of the mortuary.

After all, Ye Zhiqiu is the source of faith of the flooded Light Wing Society, and in order to soothe the hearts of his subordinates in the first bloody battle, he deliberately shows the glorious wings of the "Pure White Angel".

The power of the magnetic field turned into a brilliant healing light, a wing-like tide of light competing with the sun, and swept across the open-air morgue between breaths, and the tense expression on the deceased's face slowly melted, and even a faint healthy flush appeared on the pale and gray face.

When the free stonemasons saw this, they couldn't help but exclaim, and rushed into the open morgue one after another, wanting to bathe the light wings of the demitheon.

Maybe it really helped, but the muscle fatigue and tension after the big war slowly dissipated. The "martial arts masters" and "heroes of the rivers and lakes" who have tasted the sweetness have come over to rub the benefits.

"Don't squeeze don't squeeze! Let the wounded in first, no matter what the wound is, within the radiation range of the light wing, it will heal quickly!"

A wise and knowledgeable person knows how to please his mentor while balancing the other members of the forces who come with him. I have to say that some of the wounded who were originally too seriously injured and were judged to be unsaved by the field doctor actually began to stop bleeding within the scope of the light wings, and slowly healed.

They looked at His Royal Highness Avanti Ye, the demigod who was high above, and gave silently, and the black hair in the middle of the top of their head faded their color and turned into an ominous gray silver white, and they were very grateful for this life-saving grace.

As for the others from all the forces of the Desert Empire, they were also shocked by the huge battle in front of them. After all, the battlefield medical system led by Ye Zhiqiu, the system of collecting the war dead, and most importantly, the large-scale treatment of light wings, had completely conquered their hearts, and they were willing to sell themselves to serve.

First, the Church of the True God in China has been uprooted, lacking the necessary source of faith, leaving many people of the Desert Empire very empty in spirit, and they need to be filled with new faith. Secondly, no one will guarantee that they will be uninjured on the battlefield, the greatest embodiment of the battlefield medical system, those slave doctors who were born as free stonemasons, are all Ye Zhiqiu's private property, just who to save first and then who to save, or to take care of their own people first according to the distance and close relationship, is a big matter of life and death.

Not to mention the system of collecting corpses, no one will not care about what happens after death, fighting for the interests of the empire is the glory of every imperial citizen, but after the death of the corpse, the regular army of the empire has not been able to do its duty, it is not as skilled as the free stonemasons, and there is a whole set of specific and subtle processes.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't say anything, just threw out the two systems, showed the ability to heal light wings, and completely won everyone's hearts. The latter, in particular, is closely linked to faith, after all, there are powerful healing techniques that can make cowards brave and warriors fearless.

I'll talk about it later, but the natives of Crete, according to the instructions of the divine messenger, gathered most of the young adults on the island to snipe the enemy from the desert empire in the south of the island, but with the blessing of occupying favorable terrain and abundant reserves of war materials, they were still defeated and demoralized so low that no one could raise their heads.

If it weren't for the familiarity with the terrain, even the remnants of the rout would not have been able to escape. The enemies of the Desert Empire are too strong, and the wise elder decides to retreat between the mountains in the northern part of the island, using the difficult terrain to drag the enemy to death.

What's more, he bluntly proposed to move his tribe to leave Crete and go to the city-state of the Kingdom of Gris to ask for annexation.

This suggestion was rebuked by the oracle, but the young men who had seen how strong the enemy were, thought that guerrilla warfare in the mountains was not the right way, and that leaving Crete and choosing a certain city-state to annex was the safest and most advantageous way out.

Seeing the emotions of the indigenous people surging due to the defeat and heavy casualties, the oracle had to play the trump card at the bottom of the box.

"Don't let the young people bleed!Dear fathers and fellow villagers, I will open the minotaur labyrinth beneath the Cretan palace and summon the ancient ruler of Crete, Minotaur, and may the creatures of the gods pour out the resentment and resentful anger of our enemies who have been trapped in the dark labyrinth for many years in order to defend their own territory!"

The words of the divine envoy silenced all the "representatives of the people" and "****" present, and then they cheered loudly, as if they saw the dawn of victory.

Hey, hey, hey, there's not a word for it! Don't be too happy, okay!

If you want to awaken the monster Minotaur who is a demigod and a demigod, you must offer nine pairs of boys and girls as sacrifices, and the "legislators" present heard about the conditions, and immediately became angry, worried that the sacrifice would come out of their own families, and immediately accused the envoy of being alarmist, and left their seats one after another, rushed forward and joined forces to knock the envoy to the ground.

The Speaker, who was very experienced, stepped forward and lifted the hood of the oracle, and immediately understood when he saw the dogskin hat and the jeweled forehead guard that only the princes of the city-state had.

"Theseus, ox-eyed Theseus, this is your fate! Feed your flesh and blood to Minotaur and the true prince of Crete will return. You are the key to the labyrinth, and the key sacrifice, which will surely bring the half-human, half-god creations of the gods to the earth. ”

After speaking, the speaker waved his hand, and a number of people's representatives and legislators came over, grabbed the hands and feet of the divine envoy, and lifted them up vigorously, and walked towards the ruins of the Cretan palace.

With the direct bloodline of the sea king Poseidon, he has done countless great feats during his lifetime, and is expected to follow the footsteps of the great hero Hercules, the king of Athens, and the king of the Ming Dynasty who created a prosperous era.

If it weren't for his role as the king of Athens, his presence as a dragon and eagle king, and his own epic hero, his reputation spread among Athens and other city-states, it would have been impossible for Theseus to reappear as a heroic spirit after the ancient gods descended on the continent of Europa.

In fact, every move of the indigenous people of Crete, including all reactions, was in his calculations, and only by seizing the body of the Minotaur as a half-human, half-beast and demigod, could he return as a king and master the supreme power beyond the mortal world!

"The most conservative estimate, after I have obtained a complete physical resurrection, I will at least be at the level of a saint seiya in the golden sequence of the Athens Sanctuary, close to His Royal Highness Themis in Virgo!"

The heroic spirit of Theseus fooled the natives of Crete as an oracle and expected this day to come.

"Hurry up these foolish villagers, I feel the footsteps of that scientific demigod of the Desert Empire getting closer!"

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