Chapter 87 Metamorphosis


Chapter 87 Transformation

Just as Raven's horse's hoofs broke through the snow leading to the scorpion's nest, the camp on Eric's side fell into silence.

Although they experienced a great victory, there was no joy in the Eagle Army, because the losses in this battle were equally huge for them.

Twenty-seven people were killed or seriously injured in the battle, which reduced the number of troops to almost a quarter, and countless others were slightly injured.

Rubbing the letter with the Baron's seal in his hand, Eric frowned with a lingering cloud.

"Sir Eric." Simon stepped forward and saluted, his voice a little hoarse: "...the third tongue was also used, and it was very different from the previous content."

"The one in the Scorpion's Nest The snow chicken is 'Bent'."

Simon's face was full of guilt and remorse, because Bent was the scout who got stuck in the snow pit before he left the Bloody Highlands!

"...That's not surprising." Eric nodded in a low voice: "I said how could Jose call out my name in one breath."

"Let me Go contact the Baron!" Simon's tone was quite anxious: "Bent has met the Baron and knows our Eagle Army very well. If the Lord doesn't know this information, it is very likely..."

"This is the third time you have made this request." Eric sighed: "So I must deny you for the third time."

"Now there are Hleti scouts everywhere outside, you It's better not to go out. Once someone discovers you, it will immediately remind the 'Sand King' that there are still people left outside!"

"I will go there in the dark without a torch." There was perseverance in it: "I will make up for my mistake!"

"No." Eric shook his head firmly: "Baron Raven just ordered a crow to give an order for us to be together. Liang immediately launched an attack, and he will take advantage of the darkness to move. Even if you can get through in the dark, you will only miss."

As he said this, he handed the letter to Simon.

The latter took it and took a look, his face solemn with annoyance.

Eric thought that Simon would complain about Baron Raven's lack of consideration for his subordinates, or continue to regret that he did not lead the scout team well, but unexpectedly the latter said something else:

"Then We must fully cooperate with the Baron. The seriously injured soldiers... I Let's free them."

Eric's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but also a hint of relief: "It's good that you have such awareness."

"Gol. Please call over, Link and Mosingan, and I will lay out the tactics.”

"Where is Vesdon?"

"...let him rest a little longer."

"Yes!" Simon obeyed the order, turned around and left.

His footsteps were very quiet, but they were extremely clear in the silent camp, waking up White who was already sleeping lightly.

Raising his eyelids and looking at Simon's retreating back, White suddenly felt nervous.

This extraordinary person is still busy at this time, which is not a good thing for soldiers like them. It is very likely that they will face the next battle before they have enough rest.

When he thought of the battle during the day, White's hand unconsciously touched his collarbone and felt a dull sting.

He had seen it and found that it was completely green and even swollen. This was the deepest mark left on him by the battle.

White is a sword and shield soldier. He not only stood on the front line and resisted three waves of arrows, but also welcomed a wave of charges from horse thieves.

It can be said that he was lucky, because the horse thief's horse that rushed in front of him was hit by a crossbow arrow, fell down, and stopped in front of him.

But his comrades were not so lucky.

White watched with helpless eyes. Just three meters away from him, a comrade was crushed by the fallen horse, and was crushed by the hooves of the horse that followed. When he finally cleared the battlefield, he still had an arm looking for him. Not coming back.

At that time he was already frightened.

A horse thief rushed in wielding a warhammer. Long-term training saved White's life - he subconsciously raised his shield. Although he didn't have time to use force, the shield hit his arm on his shoulder, causing his left hand to fall. It was still swollen, and there were scars on the collarbone.

But he survived after all.

In fact, he doesn't even know how he survived now.

Everywhere he could see, there were horse thieves and their horses everywhere. He could only stand back to back with his surviving comrades, covering each other, and stabbing two swords while defending against the attacks from the opposite side. He also killed a horse thief.

Before that, he thought that when he killed someone for the first time, he would be as nervous, panicked, and even start to vomit like the characters in the knight novels.

But I feel nothing.

Maybe it's because he doesn't want to die.

Now he gradually began to feel that it was no big deal to go to the battlefield, either kill or be killed.

White pinched his shoulder again, grinning from the pain: "At least now, I am not the one who was killed."

"...I hope it never will be."

White was not the only one who was also talking to himself, Vesdon was not asleep either.

He rarely took off his mail armor and huddled up in the blanket, holding the dried meat Denise had prepared for him in his mouth.

The dried meat was soaked in saliva and became soft, but he still refused to eat it.

This is the last piece.

When he thought of Denise, Vesdon showed a proud smile on his face.

When I go back this time and tell my story, my mother will not believe it.

I personally killed three horse thieves, three!

Who can say that I am not a man?

Today's battle gave him a deeper understanding of Raven's foresight when he was training.

Although he has no experience in commanding combat, Vesdon still knows how to judge the quality of soldiers. Faced with the horse thieves rushing towards them like a city wall, the Eagle Army did not retreat at all!

Then the Eagle Army did not collapse during the melee, but held on to the front.

This is the importance of discipline.

Even Vesdon himself was too scared to move!

So now Vesdon regrets his meanness more and more, and he can understand more and more why Raven is so angry.

These soldiers are all serving the Griffith family. If you hurt them, you will hurt your own interests and lives!

"Brother is so kind to me. He can forgive me for doing such a bastard thing." He touched the enchanted chain armor lying next to him: "I have to work harder to prove myself!"

Having said this, Vesdon's eyes shone with light and he clenched his fists tightly.

In the next battle, I must kill more!

At this moment, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Vesdon was startled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Simon's voice: "...Sir Eric has called us for something."

"Okay! You go first, I'll get dressed. Come right away!" Vesdon responded immediately.

Even with only one arm, Vesdon was proficient in wearing chain armor, and within ten minutes he had already appeared in front of Eric's bonfire.

The atmosphere was a little depressing for a while.

Eric placed Raven's letter in the center and looked around with a solemn look: "The Baron ordered us to start an attack immediately tomorrow morning and conduct a field battle with the horse thieves."

" One of us needs to be the vanguard and take the lead.”

β€œThe Baron also knows the danger, so he promised that the one who serves as the vanguard will receive a reward of three thousand gold coins!”

"Who is coming?"

......

(End of this chapter)

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