Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

Although this battle completely crippled and terrified the surrounding wilderness natives who coveted the iron mine, the Fedde tribe also paid a huge price. After the war, they were like wounded lone wolves, beginning to lick their wounds in solitude.

Although the wilderness summer tends to be cool, the midday sun is still scorching. To prevent too many corpses from piling up and causing a plague, the people hurriedly gathered the wilderness people's bodies together, preparing to burn them in a fire.

As for the bodies of the Fedde warriors, they were all collected, allowing their respective families to identify them, and then find an opportunity to bury them together.

Debe's culture in this regard is not much different from that of my previous life, both believing that burial and intact corpses are a sign of respect for the dead, and also provide a place for the living to place their hopes.

This is unlike the Kingdom of Saint Misa in the west, which believes that only by cremating the dead can their souls reach the kingdom of God and continue to serve their worshipped deity.

"Tina, have the casualty statistics been compiled?"

Li Wei, who had washed the congealed blood from his body, shouted twice in the camp but received no response. It wasn't until he reached the place where the soldiers' remains were being kept that he saw Meer holding a corpse in his arms, his face filled with grief.

The corpse's chest and abdomen had been brutally cut open with a knife, and even the heart, which had stopped beating, could be seen.

Bai Ruisi Tina was comforting Meer beside him.

Walking over, Li Wei finally saw the face of the corpse. It was still very young. In his previous life, he would probably still be a minor. Among the Fedde remnants, who averaged one and eight tenths of a 'ren', this young man was only one and six tenths of a 'ren', a shorty who appeared very thin.

However, his face showed no pain, but rather a sense of relief and pride, a kind of unprecedented peace and serenity.

"This is Meer's childhood friend. Although he was much weaker than Meer, his dream was to become a knight renowned throughout Debe."

Bai Ruisi Tina sighed.

"He shot four wilderness people, and was finally cut through his leather armor by a lizardman wielding a scimitar after the lizardman climbed over the wall. He was almost cut in two. By the time we arrived, he was already dying."

At first, seeing so many familiar faces falling in pools of blood, she would also feel uncontrollable sadness, but now she has gradually become numb. Too many people died in this war...

Or rather, if it weren't for Li Wei, her tribe's fate would either be to be crushed or to become a vassal of other tribes, which wouldn't be much better than the present.

"This is a brave warrior, better than many knights. May he rest in peace," the lord said, clenching his fist and placing it on his chest in tribute.

When he was in the Western Territory and the South, he had seen countless knights, some with titles so long they could fill an entire page of a family tree.

But these guys didn't have half a shred of knightly spirit, and their courage wasn't as great as imagined.

At least, facing today's seemingly impossible-to-win situation, more than thirty percent would definitely take the opportunity to run away halfway.

At such a young age, being able to resist fear and bravely fight the enemy is worthy of everyone's respect.

Li Wei saw regret, confusion, and helplessness in Meer's eyes.

Although Meer didn't say it, Li Wei could roughly guess why.

"The past is dead, like yesterday. The future is alive, like today."

Li Wei patted Meer on the shoulder, looking directly into his eyes: "Instead of regretting that if you had learned martial arts and stayed by your friend's side, he wouldn't have died, which is meaningless, it's better to work harder in the present and cherish the future. You still have your sister and other companions worth cherishing."

Li Wei looked up at the blazing sun in the sky, dazzling and scorching. In this hot weather, if the wounds of the injured are not treated quickly, they are likely to become inflamed.

And with the scarcity of medicine in the wilderness, if a wound becomes inflamed, it's basically a death sentence.

Enough lives have been lost today. If the losses are expanded because of this, it would simply become a joke.

Meer silently picked up the corpse and left.

Li Wei didn't know if he had listened to what he said, but in this situation, one often has to rely on oneself.

"Tina, how are the injured?"

"With Sam here, those with serious injuries have been saved, and the minor wounds are being bandaged."

"Okay, remember that the white cloth used to bandage the wounds must be boiled at high temperature for more than twenty minutes. If there is high-proof alcohol, try to use high-proof alcohol to clean the wounds," Li Wei said seriously.

In this weather, wound infection is definitely more serious than the injury itself, and Li Wei couldn't help but treat it seriously.

"Casualties... how are they?" Li Wei finally had to raise this serious question.

"One hundred and fifty-six killed in action, more than forty seriously injured," Bai Ruisi Tina revealed a look of sorrow.

Many of those killed in action were uncles who had watched her grow up, and some were childhood friends.

It can be said that she knew almost everyone in the entire tribe, but now so many are gone all at once.

Li Wei just touched her head to comfort her.

Feeling the heavy hand on her head, Bai Ruisi Tina felt much more at ease.

The two, chatting, soon arrived at the place where the wounded were being treated.

This was a temporary wooden shed, with thick wooden pillars embedded in the ground to serve as supporting columns, and wooden planks laid flat on top to provide shade. It was ventilated on all sides without any obstructions.

This was what Li Wei had requested. In this kind of place where the wounded gather, it is important to maintain air circulation to prevent wound infections.

"Old Man Sam, come and drink a bowl of water."

Inside the wooden shed, Mu Tuo handed a bowl of water to Sam.

Now, in the wilderness where doctors are scarce, Sam, who knows a bit of healing magic, is invaluable. The seriously injured are all being rescued by this shaman.

Zha Te naturally softened his attitude a little.

"You big fool, you still have some conscience."

Sam glanced at Zha Te, as if regaining his former superior air.

Just as he picked up the water and was about to take a sip, a pair of hands rested on his shoulders. Turning his head and seeing that it was Li Wei, he trembled all over, and the water almost spilled on the ground.

"L... Lord," Sam said, his mouth somewhat dry.

Now, in his heart, Li Wei is completely a demon in human skin, more terrifying than the undead.

"Good job."

Li Wei just praised him and then ignored him, looking at the wounded lying on the bed boards.

"Lord!"

Discovering him, the wounded exclaimed and wanted to salute, but Li Wei raised a hand to stop them.

These wounded were missing arms and legs, and some had large chunks of flesh bitten off their necks. It can be said that after about half of the wounded recovered, not to mention going to the battlefield, whether they could work was a problem.

At this moment, they looked at Li Wei with fervent eyes.

After this battle, Li Wei's figure had been deeply imprinted in their hearts. Recalling what this lord had done on the battlefield was almost like a god.

It was also because of this god-like lord leading them that they were able to win this war that seemed destined to be lost no matter how you looked at it.