Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 315

2021-05-19

Chapter 315 Weapons
When the left flank and the central army of the Tiefeng County Army are like iron pincers When the enemy was on the right, only destruction and death awaited Tertown.

The [blasting point] that directly led to the complete collapse of the morale of the Teltun people was the collapse of the banner of the sweat tent.

Facing the pawns of the Palatine Champions, the Fireboilers... fled.

The battle comes to an end at that moment, and the rest is the pursuit of the loser by the winner.

Telltown rout course entirely to break, drill into the jungle, climb up the barren hills, and flee to all directions in a panic.

The exhausted Iron Peak militia could no longer pursue the fleeing enemy, and the real pursuers were the Palatine hussars—in a sense, this was what the hussars were best at.

The hussars, mounted on hot-blooded steeds, moved as fast as the wind, and they drove the rout of Tordun to escape without stopping, and both sides soon disappeared on the horizon.

It wasn't until night fell that the bloody day seemed to be over.

The surviving militiamen wanted to return to the camp to rest, but found that the camp no longer existed.

Because the Tiefeng County Army's camp is a battlefield, this flat farmland between mountains and forests is full of unrecovered corpses and dying wounded people calling for help.

There was so much blood that the air smelled sweet and fishy.

The militias lingered on the edge of the battlefield, not knowing where to go or what to do.

avoided a catastrophe's relatives and friends met, many people could not help but cry. More people were rummaging through the bodies, crying and calling out the names of their families.

That is, at this time, Mason met Bud.

Senior Mason, who is always polite and socially distanced, gave Junior Brother a bear hug first, which made Bud a little uncomfortable.

Comrades-in-arms reunite, there are really endless things to say. But when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

It was Mason who sniffed and smiled and said first: "I really want to get some elbow meat to eat."

"Yeah." Bud smiled gently: "I That's right."

Bard also just arrived on the battlefield, and he also brought a complete logistics detachment.

Previously, Bud had been sitting in the [kennel village] ten kilometers south of the battlefield.

According to the battle plan drawn up by Winters and Bard: Winters leads the main force to seek a head-to-head battle, while Bard finds a suitable position in the rear of the battlefield, builds forts, stacks baggage, and prepares for the worst possible situation .

Fortunately, no backup plan comes in handy this time.

When he learned from the communication cavalry that the victory would be divided, Bud immediately led the military supply department to the front line and finally arrived at the battlefield before dusk.

What awaits Bud is an unprecedented mess.

"There are so many things to do." Bud concluded with a wry smile: "I am overwhelmed."

While speaking, a military policeman with a white armband strode over, out of breath Angrily, he asked for instructions: "The tribune, what should we do if the stretcher team caught two civilian husbands who stole the heads of the barbarians?"

Mason couldn't help frowning.

Stealing [spoils of war ] is not only a serious violation of military discipline, but even worse on a moral level.

Bard's response was flat: "Bring people here."

The "human offender" was quickly brought to Bard and Mason.

Looking at their appearance, the two prisoners were both farmers who were thrown into the crowd and couldn't be found. Facing "the tribune", they didn't even know where to put their hands. hanging on the side of the leg.

They first looked towards the surrounding soldiers in horror, then quickly stared at the ground again, swallowed saliva non-stop.

"Hands out." Bud walked up to the prisoner.

After being pushed and shoved a few times by the gendarmerie, the two farmers hesitantly stretched out their palms covered with thick black calluses.

Bud saw the farmer's hand and asked again, "Do you recognize the head of the barbarian privately?"

The two farmers did not answer.

The gendarmes who escorted the prisoners were furious and raised their sticks to beat them.

Bard stopped the gendarmerie and asked again kindly: "Did you go to cut the heads of the Teltown people?"

A farmer was face deathly pale and nodded. Another younger farmer was also nodded in tears.

"Five lashes per person, public execution, and do it now." Budd handed down the sentence: "After the five lashes, let them and the wounded carry back to St. Kerr's Town, and release them from the draft."

Two farmers were taken away.

Stealing and beheading one's hands is justified; stealing spills of war should also be hanged.

The five whips were obviously too light, and Mason neither understood nor agreed.

But the presence of Bud's subordinates, Senior had to maintain the authority of Junior Brother, so Mason did not show any opposition.

Bud understood what Senior was thinking, and he asked, "Senior, since you're here, let me show you around the camp?"

Mason agreed.

The two of them each led a horse and walked slowly around the camp without any entourage.

Bard had set up the logistics detachment's camp on the south side of the battlefield, next to the road.

The civilians from the military supply department fell trees, lit bonfires, boiled water and baked cookies.

In the dark night, the bonfires in the camp are as bright and warm as beacons.

From time to time, militiamen came with arms, shuffling weary steps, numbly moved towards the firelight.

It's common for military police on patrol.

The gendarmerie stuffed a loaf of bread for the rest of the bloody battle, wrapped him in a blanket, brought him to the campfire, and went to pick up the others.

The rider with the torch went to find the lost warrior, and the carriage with the wounded drove to the rear.

Unconsciously, Mason and Bud came to the edge of the battlefield.

Perhaps psychological, Mason always felt the smell of blood in the cold air.

The battlefield has been shrouded in darkness, and the stars are moving around. It was a stretcher team organized by Bud, looking for the injured.

"The lightly wounded will stay in the temporary camp temporarily, and the seriously wounded will be sent back to Kennel Village, and then sent to Sanke Town." Bud explained his arrangement to Senior: "Father Kaman is coming over. , I asked him to set up a medical center on the spot. The sooner they receive treatment, the higher the probability that the wounded will survive..."

Mason listened carefully.

Compared to the battle itself, the finishing touches after the war are the real torture. Just treating the wounded is enough to be nerve-racking.

At the end of a day of bloody battles, the victors and the losers breathe in the darkness; the wounded and corpses that cannot move on their own are left on the battlefield, and the gangsters of fish in troubled waters come to loot by night— —These are unusual sights.

The wounded of Tiefeng County Army are unfortunate and lucky.

Because at least there are people who care about their lives and do everything they can to keep them alive.

From the admission of the wounded, Budd talked about the captives of the Teltown Department.

"Senior, don't you know yet?" Bud said softly, "South of the Pontuo River, there are more than 2,000 Teltown prisoners waiting for us to deal with."

Mason startled: "Two thousand captives? Prisoners from the Battle of the Pangtuo River?"

"Yes, the captives of the Battle of the Pangtuo River. Maybe even more than two thousand, because only [Taichi] surrendered before. ] One, there are still quite a few troopers from the Teltown Department in Lower Iron Peak County."

Mason was speechless.

Bud continued: "And it's hard to say whether Tai Chibu is a prisoner or not. Because we didn't control them effectively. We left them on the south bank of the Pontuo River, and then rushed towards the fire roaster. .Now that the fire-boiler is solved, what to do with Tai Chibe becomes the primary issue."

Mason sighed heavily.

Bard throws out another big news: "The previous communication with Gervodan was cut off, and I couldn't tell you in time - this battle, the new land Legion provided reinforcements."

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Mason felt dizzy, and he asked in a daze: "Those hussars? They are Legion's men?"

Bud thoughtfully said, "In my opinion, they It does not represent the official position of the Legion of the New Reclamation."

"What's the matter?" The chills on Mason's back stood up.

"Those people are..." Bud slightly frowned: "[Volunteers] invited by Colonel Bode. What's going on, we have to wait for Colonel Bode to come back. As for whether those people have other The demands are not known for the time being."

Mason sighed heavily after thinking about it.

"And then there's the [Decapitation Order]." Bud stared at the battlefield, and looked towards Mason: "That's what you just saw."

"Such a comparison ." Mason said bitterly: "Sentenced lightly for two burglars is an insignificant little thing."

Bud shook the head: "I think...the last thing is the most important thing."

"Why do you say that?" Mason wondered.

"The Legion of the newly reclaimed land, the captives of Terdun... are all external forces, and external forces cannot defeat us. But what [stealing the head cut] reflects is a grenade buried in the internal organs. , the formidable power is enough to tear us to pieces."

Mason was silent again, chewing on Junior Brother's words.

"I've dealt with no less than thirty cases of head cutting. Seven people were hanged - not for cutting heads of Teltown people, but for cutting their own people. The first level of credit."

Bud calmly stated the facts: "Lower Tiefeng County was destroyed by the Teltown people. What about Middle Tiefeng County? It also strengthened great injury. This is the biggest and most Serious question. The two farmers were not sentenced because enough people died. Ironpeak needs a lot of things right now, but fear is not part of it."

"We won ." Mason was a little sad: "We also lost, and we lost a mess."

"No!" Bud's tone became serious: "You are wrong."

Mason lifts the head in astonishment.

"We just won." Bud firmly declared: "We won the power to survive, and that's the most important thing."

Mason first startled, then "broken." Worry turns into laughter."

He let out a long relaxed breath: "Yeah! We won the right to live through tonight, let's talk about other things tomorrow!"

"That's right. Mason suddenly thought of someone: "Where's the Winters? Leave the mess to us, where are the others? Where's it?"

This time it was Bud sighed's turn: "I don't know either."

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......

In the early hours of the morning, Colonel Geisa returned to the makeshift camp and opened his mouth to meet Winters.

He got the same answer: "We don't know where Captain Montagne is either."

Where is Winters, presumably asking the Fireboiler.

......

Dawn, Zhongtiefeng County, I don't know where it is.

“[Hedde] sweats, there is a river ahead!” Quiver Morale panted back: “[Hedde] seems to be by the river.”

The fire roaster also panted With a rudeness, he asked fiercely: "[Herde] wolf cub... Is that wolf cub still behind?"

The big quiverer listened for a moment, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "[Herde] German] doesn't seem to be catching up."

"[Herde] Okay, okay, take a break."

Four quivers and fire roasters, a total of five people Hidden in the woods by the river and resting on horses.

The man with the quiver couldn't stand his thirst, so he ran to the river bank and started drinking. The big quiverer—that is, the chief of the guards, scooped up some water with his helmet and gave it to the fire roaster.

The famous Turdun Khan, now there are only four people left beside him.

The fire roaster sips cold water, complexion ashen.

Suddenly, the fire roaster turned his head sharply and looked towards the two quivers behind him. Eyes met, the two quivers quickly lowered their heads.

The Fireboiler turned slowly, changing positions quietly, keeping every quiverer within sight of him.

Until death really comes, no one knows whether he is a coward or a warrior.

At least the Fireboiler thought he had the guts to go head-to-head with the Palatine Champion.

However, when the fire roaster really saw the blood dripping red flag approaching unstoppably, when the fire roaster really saw the sweat tent's guards were broken...he was afraid.

Fear fell like an avalanche at a certain moment, and the fire-boiler was afraid from the bottom of his heart, afraid to death.

So he ran away, in a panic.

Although defeat was inevitable, it was undoubtedly the fire-boilers who directly led to the collapse of the Teltown Division.

The Khan allowed his banner to be taken, how could the army still have the will to fight to the death?
However, capturing the flag can't make the opponent sheathe his sword, and the night can't stop the opponent's footsteps. In the nightmarish escape, the guards of the fire roaster disappeared one by one.

Until the end, only five people, including him, were left.

But he finally got rid of the wolf, "I won in the end", the fire roaster thought triumphantly.

Power can make anyone seem inviolable, aloof and remote, the more so from afar.

But when that aura is stripped away and only a human figure remains, he'll immediately become weak and vulnerable again.

The emperor whose things have reached a dead end is often the humblest slave, making those who once admired him doubt their own eyes. The so-called heroic bearing is not linked to power.

With power, the slave of the newcomer will come to pay homage and swear allegiance to the death; without power, the closest quiverer becomes unreliable.

"[Hede] rests his horses here first." The fire roaster indirectly reiterated his position: "[Hede] waits until evening, and then walks down the river. Cross the river and you can return to Tel Atsushi."

The four quivers bowed their heads in agreement.

"[Herde] You are my closest guardian. If you don't abandon me, I will reward you heavily."

Three quivers thank you , but there was no joy on his face.

Only the big quiverer bluntly said to the fire roaster: "[Hedde] Khan, don't be so arrogant. As long as I have a life, I will protect you back to the grassland."

The words sounded like a sign of loyalty, but the way they spoke was an infringement of authority - the Fireboiler normally didn't need to think about these issues, but he was now obsessed with these things.

Before he could figure out how to respond, a series of hooves came from the river beach.

The fire-boilers immediately hid and did not dare to let out the atmosphere.

The sound of hoofs is getting closer, about a dozen horses.

The sound of hoofs is like a horse in the grassland, but the fire roasters are not sure, because the two-legged people also use a lot of captured horses.

Until the person approached and saw that the other party was wearing a robe with a slanted front, only a few of the fire roasters breathed a sigh of relief
A quiver player blew a whistle softly - roast fire did not have time to stop it.

The visitor stopped and responded with a whistle.

Both parties confirm their identities, and they cannot hide. The fire roaster was heartbroken and walked out of the woods.

"[Herde] Which tribe are you waiting for?" the fire roaster asked loudly.

"[Hede] Khan?" The headed visitor asked in surprise: "Is [Hede] a big sweat?"

The fire roaster stopped and put his hand on it Bow Shao: "[Herde] Which tribe are you waiting for?"

"[Herde] I am..." The visitors led by him took the initiative to greet them, and a few people near the fire roaster: " [Herde] I am your servant!"

The fire roaster laughed madly, pulled out his bow, moved towards the person who came, was an arrow: "[Hedde] surrender to the crowd! Traitor! Carrion wrapped in grass that cows won't eat!"

The fire roaster's sudden action caused several quivers behind him to startled.

The affiliated congregation headed was shot off the horse on the spot, and the other affiliated congregations simply ripped off their faces and shouted loudly: "Shoot the arrows! Sound the arrows! Call others! Big fish! Big fish!"

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More than a dozen horsemen were recruited by the crowd, and they fired arrows at the fire-boilers one after another, obviously not intending to capture them alive.

"[Herde] depends on you? You think you can kill me!" The fire roaster roared fiercely, standing still and fighting back with his bow drawn.

Four quiverers fought with bows and used their bodies as shields for the fire-boilers.

Whether it's a quiverer or a fire roaster, it's a real good player.

The five arrows were ineffective, but instead they slaughtered their followers and fled in embarrassment.

There was a louder sound of hoofs, this time there were dozens of horses.

Seeing the escaped congregation turned back, the fire roaster knew something was wrong and shouted: "[Herde] get on the horse, go!"

Looking back, where is the horse?

The horses have been taken away by those who just followed.

The roar of hooves is getting closer and closer, and Laiqi is charging directly at the fire-boiler.

The fire roaster drew his machete and roared in despair.

 …

A helmet was splashed with cold water, and the fire roaster regained consciousness.

"Wake up?"

"Looks like I'm awake?"

"Does [Herde] still recognize me?" the speaker patted the fireboiler His cheeks, hatred and teasing mixed in his voice: "[Hedde] sweats?"

The fire roaster's head was dizzy, the back of his head was wet, and he couldn't say a word.

"[Hedde] can't hear the sweat? I'm..." The speaker pulled back his hair, revealing a bald ear hole without a pinna, and introduced himself kindly: "[Hedde] ] Red dog!"

Hearing this name, the fire roaster woke up in horror: "[Hede] This is the Netherworld River?"

"[Hede] No, this is Great Shaman George's River." The Red Dog said casually: "St. George's River."

"[Hedde] but you're dead!" [Herde] Echig also deceived me!"

"[Herde] I couldn't have survived, but some people thought I might still be useful, so I survived." The red dog slowly Pulled out the dagger: "[Hedde] Look, am I here to see you? You shouldn't run away, you can still die like a warrior if you don't run away."

The fire roaster also He wanted to say something, but the other followers held him tightly, making him unable to speak or struggle.

"I know what you're trying to say." The Red Dog said in a language that the fire roaster couldn't understand: "The sweaty escaped death at the hands of our lowest slaves—what a fitting death. Law!"

...

As the morning light dawned, Winters returned to the battlefield.

Chasing him all night, the cavalry that followed him fell behind one after another. Because the horse stumbled, he still failed to get the enemy chieftain in person.

On the return trip, there was only one person left by his side.

Not Shire, nor Heinrich, but Jacob Green, the tall, thin gentleman who wanted to write an epic.

Seeing the Montagne Tribunal charge in person, Jacob Green followed along without even thinking, not even taking a weapon.

He just wanted to stand a little bit closer, a little bit closer, driven by this frenzy, even if Shire and Heinrich were left behind, Jakob Green still followed. Behind the Tribunal's saddle.

The sunlight penetrated the treetops and sprinkled on the battlefield, revealing the corpse lying on the pillow, the soil coagulated with blood, and the distorted expression of the dead at the last moment.

Jacob Green recorded: "...the battlefield is full of corpses. Some of the Hurds and some of ours. The Tribunal of Montagne did his best to prevent his mounts from trampling on the remains. He failed. , so he dismounted. That's when I saw him cry... Is this true? Can a killing machine called [Blood Wolf] also have that emotion? Or is the memory deceiving me... ...but at that moment, the helpless boy crying while walking, with teary eyes, left such a deep impression on me that I can't forget it in eternity..."

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[Today, it is very common to rescue the wounded after the war, and even rescue the wounded of the enemy]
[But before the Napoleonic Wars, the army's field rescue capabilities were limited. Abandoning the wounded is a very common situation]
[Usually at night, the War General will come to an end or end completely, and the victor must rest or pursue the enemy]
[Therefore, the scale of the battle is small, and the wounded may be rescued will be higher. The scale of the battle is large, and the seriously wounded who cannot walk often have to lie down all night or even several days before they can be rescued]
[During the period, some people will loot the property of the wounded and the dead on the battlefield at night. The "robbers" have no resistance at all]
[Organized stretcher teams appeared relatively late. Before that, military musicians and "fire soldiers" were in charge. The musicians trumpeted the trumpets during the war, and carried stretchers after the war. The manpower was far from enough]
[The naval battle was even worse. After the two sides in the battle of Lebanto were divided, the Ottoman side was defeated, and the Holy Alliance began to loot the property on the floating corpse. .等到夜幕降临，神圣同盟方的海军也开始撤退，“虽然海中的许多基督徒还没有死亡，但没人愿意救助他们”……]