Blood Dragon

Section 140 IX Judgment

Accompanied by a small troop of cavalry, the little girl galloped past the enemy's former camp.

There is no sun today, so there is still mist on the battlefield at this time, covering the sight a hundred steps away.But the thick fog couldn't hide the smell of the battlefield—the smell of blood was so strong that it made people want to vomit uncontrollably.The few mortally wounded but still alive choked up their dying sobs, breaking the eerie silence from time to time.

This is the battlefield.It is different from the heroic imagination in the child's mind. There is only death, pain and blood here, as well as scattered weapons, armor and fragmentary items, which illustrate the terrible things that have happened here.

If it weren't for the little mare riding on her crotch, the little girl's feet might not even be able to support her own body.For some reason, she remembered something in the book.The book records the victories of Galunas and King Mark Remiz one after another, including records, poems, and various derived stories.These words all describe these great military victories in the tone of worship, showing off and praise, but they never mention the dead bodies and blood all over the battlefield.

She appears to be patrolling the battlefield, testing her victories.But only she knew that she had lost her sense of size a long time ago, and she was actually just walking on horseback without any purpose at all.All that was left in her mind was confusion and a little unspeakable fear.

It would be nice if Ashurfat was here.No, no!Don't think so, this time it's only her!

She saw a wounded man lying on the ground, groaning in pain.It was only after she got closer that she saw that the opponent's abdomen had been cut open, and his internal organs were spilled all over the floor.The wounded man slightly turned his head halfway, looking at her with dull eyes—maybe not looking at her, but just happened to be in her direction, and let out a sigh full of pain and sorrow.

Watching the queen stop her horse, the knights behind her also stopped.Seconds later, they realized why the Queen had stopped her horse.These knights are all veterans who have experienced the battlefield, and they know what to do in this situation.A knight galloped forward without further orders, lowered his lance, and thrust it through the wounded man's throat.

When seeing the spear approaching, the wounded did not show any sadness or sadness, but instead showed a relieved expression and closed his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I think we should go to the prisoner's side." A knight who was following the little girl and holding a thick notebook in his hand suggested.This is the recorder-this is a tradition, and every victor is willing to record his winning process and victory to form a complete historical record.

The news ahead has already arrived.Now, everyone already knows the whole battle process-in fact, they don't need to know, they can guess it.The queen threw all her cavalry—hussars, musketeers, and knights—into the dawn raid.It's a classic, flawless raid.The completely unprepared enemy army fell into complete chaos from the beginning of the battle, was repeatedly trampled and slashed by the cavalry, and was finally completely defeated.They trampled upon each other, were driven from the defenseless camp, and fled forward in defeat.But it was immediately intercepted by infantry and artillery.The defeated soldiers who lost their will to fight quickly surrendered to the king's army in groups.

At this moment, the [-] army that Byron painstakingly pieced together no longer existed.

The recorder's words were echoed by the queen—in fact, the little girl had lost her mind and fell into a dazed state.She instinctively turned the horse's head and headed in the direction indicated.

The road is not very long.

It was already close to noon, and the mist of dawn had completely dispersed by this time.In front of her, there were only royal cavalry galloping back and forth, as well as groups of dejected captives who put down their weapons.Balanca was dealing with the captives here at this time, and when he saw the queen's small team, he immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Your Majesty, I have preliminarily screened out all the officers among them." Baranka said.To accomplish such a complex thing in such a short period of time is quite remarkable.But if Balanca tried to use this to get the little girl's attention, he would be disappointed.Because the little queen just nodded slightly, indicating that she already knew.

"They're all over there. Does Your Majesty want to see them?" Baranka asked unwillingly.The little girl nodded again.

"Then please come with me."

After a short time, the little girl came to the front of the selected captives.The number of people in this group is not particularly large, only about one or two hundred people, some of them are still wearing armor, some are just wearing military uniforms or even civilian clothes.All were empty-handed, and like the other prisoners, each one was downcast.

No, downcast is not the right word to describe them.Their state is much more serious than the ordinary soldiers and captives that the little girl saw just now. They are not depressed because of defeat, but there is obvious fear and anxiety in them.

Everyone knows it's a civil war, so after the common soldiers surrender, they at least don't have to worry about their own lives - that's obvious, the queen might have a trial, but [-]% won't kill them (even if Killing is also aimed at individuals, not groups).If they were to be tried, at least the soldiers could explain that they did not intend to rebel, but were coerced or deceived by their superiors and forced to do so.Their worst end, even if they were found guilty, was hard labor.

But these officers, the situation is different.They are mainly composed of three parts. The first part is Byron's own vassals - as the great lord of Gruney, a descendant of the former royal family, a large group of nobles are personally loyal to him.The second part was recruited by Byron or simply came to serve, and the third part was the retainers of other noble lords who were declared traitors by the queen, or even the lord himself.

Jurisprudentially, everyone understood that what Byron had done was a rebellion--everyone didn't say it, but they knew it in their stomachs.This is a political gamble. If it succeeds, it will naturally be a minister of the dragon who will change the dynasty.And not only yourself, but your family as well.

Just flip through the history books, and it's easy to know what a king would do to a traitor who publicly rebelled.Zhulian Jiuzu is by no means an empty talk.In fact, as is well known, it was benevolent to degrade the families of the rebels into slavery.If they belonged to a big family, then other family members would jump out as quickly as possible, announce to draw a line with them, and swallow the property and real estate that the queen didn't notice or dismissed.

Most of the people await their fate in silence, full of unease and fear.But at the edge of the crowd, there were people crying and shouting.

It was a young man who was crying loudly, and in front of him, another pale young man was lying on the ground.The man had a glaring bullet wound to his chest and a ring of clothing stained red with blood.Bullet damage often has the effect that it's hard to gauge the true damage.It is not uncommon to see a soldier who has been shot can still continue to fight on the battlefield, but shortly after the battle is over, he may stop breathing.The same is true of the current situation, the pupils of the one lying on the ground have been dilated and enlarged.Anyone with a little knowledge will know that he is dead.

If you can carefully observe the appearance of two people, you can easily see that there is a close blood relationship between them.They should be a pair of brothers.

The little girl rode a horse and approached, and soon attracted everyone's attention.Both the captives and the guards noticed this group of people.On the battlefield, it is not common to see such a little girl in armor, so with a little brainstorming, everyone can guess the real identity of the little girl.

The guards were fine, but there was obviously a commotion among the prisoners.

The little girl rode a horse and approached.Barranca was at her side to give her some basic introductions. "It's a pity that Byron is not here," he said with some emotion.It is also a pity that the victory of the war did not capture the enemy's coach. "To be honest, I almost thought it was a lie, but in the end I found out that it was true. But it is precisely because of this that they are completely unable to organize resistance."

When introducing these news, Balanka kept paying attention to the little girl's expression.He can now be sure that the little queen must know something—because when he told the important news that Byron was not in the army, the little girl's expression was completely unmoved, not even a little bit surprised.

Is this surprise attack launched in the early morning a coincidence of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, or is it the result of careful planning?Balanka thought about this question in his heart, but found that he couldn't see through the answer.The little girl's expression is not so much hiding her true thoughts as wearing a mask.Even the well-informed Balanka couldn't see what the little girl was thinking.

But in fact, the little girl didn't think about anything.She was just like sleepwalking, instinctively following the guidance of others.

A roar suddenly sounded from the side.The little girl instinctively looked towards the source of the sound, but just in time to see the young nobleman whose brother died picked up a stone and was about to throw it towards her.

Fortunately, he happened to have two companions by his side.The two men hugged him at once and snatched the stone from his hands.This behavior can be understood as being good for him (a fool also knows what it means to throw a stone at the queen), or it can be understood as their flattery to the queen.

The little girl hadn't said anything yet, and Balanka immediately issued an order angrily.Two guards in full armor immediately cut the young man's hands behind his back and pulled him to the little girl's horse.

However, this one had clearly lost his mind because of the death of his own brother.When he was brought close enough, he suddenly raised his head and spit a mouthful of thick phlegm into the little girl's face, right where the little girl's chest was.

"You devil! May your soul burn forever in the fire of hell!" the young man cursed.

what do I do?The little girl's heart has not recovered from the previous state of trance.Her first reaction was not anger, but confusion.It seems that no one has ever told her what to do in this situation?what to doBy the way, I am the queen!Ashurfat said that to be brave, you don't need to be weak and compassionate.These two things are absolutely not allowed on the battlefield.

The two soldiers were already horrified by what the captive was doing.At once they did what the situation could do, and with the hilts of their weapons struck the captive so violently that he fell to the ground.Then they raised their heads, and awaited the Queen's verdict.

"Hang him!" The little girl said calmly, at least she hoped that her voice sounded calmer, instead of giving such an order with slight trembling. "Because he dared to rebel against his rightful sovereign!"