Chapter 100 After the Decisive Battle
The weather in the Bloody Highlands is unpredictable.
The sun was shining brightly just now, but now dark clouds are covering the city and the north wind is blowing.
The earth is a bright red, and every time you set foot, you can squeeze out the smelly blood from the snow. Even flies will vomit because of the smell.
However, those still walking on this earth at this moment have no time to care, including Raven.
At this moment, he was standing in front of the body of an Eagle Soldier, with a somewhat solemn look on his face.
This man was known to Lei Wen. He was a soldier from the Third Squadron of the First Battalion named Moore. He had been named and praised by him for his outstanding performance during training.
Moore was lying on the ground with an angry expression on his face. He raised his right hand as if he wanted to hold something, but a scimitar nailed him to the ground, ending his life.
He reached out and pulled out the scimitar and threw it aside. Raven closed Moore's eyes, grabbed his shoulders and tried to drag him out. He only heard a click, and Moore's body left the snow, and at the same time he With a large piece of red ice underneath him.
Breaking the ice, Raven put Moore on his shoulders and silently walked back until he reached a corner filled with leather and remains.
Gently placing Moore on a piece of horsehide, Raven closed Moore's opened eyes again, laid his body flat in them, held his stiff hand, and began to pray in a low voice:
"The Lord of Light will forgive you because of your bravery, fearlessness and sacrifice."
"May your soul rest in peace in the kingdom of the Lord of Light..."
After the prayer, Raven was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and put Moore's arm back on his chest, After covering his body with horse skin, he stood up and continued to collect the remains of the deceased.
Since he has brought the person out, he has the obligation to take the person back.
Margaret, who was warming herself by the fire, suddenly froze. She opened her mouth, her dark pupils trembled, and two lines of tears suddenly fell from the corners of her eyes.
Strong grief filled Margaret's heart, a feeling that was extremely unfamiliar to her.
That was not her natural emotion, but came entirely from her master, Raven.
The curse brought about a close connection, allowing her to clearly feel Raven's mood. Raven didn't want Margaret to peek into his heart, so he took the initiative to block this, making this This feeling is greatly weakened.
But at this moment, the blocking dam was still there, but the strong emotions were rolling and boiling, overflowing the dam and filling Margaret's heart.
Turning her head and looking around, Margaret's eyes fell on Raven, but she found that his steps were steady and his posture was upright. There was nothing unusual about him.
Margaret's heart thumped, and she felt more and more terrible about Raven. The Baron was able to completely suppress such strong emotions without showing them at all.
At the same moment, Nancy was huddled next to the fire, holding her knees with her hands, staring at Raven unblinkingly.
Nancy has always known that Raven is different. He does not care about so-called "etiquette" like many nobles. All etiquette seems to be just a tool for Raven. Unlike many nobles, Such debauchery makes the title "Little Bee" simply unworthy of its name.
Leaven also has a trait that many nobles do not have - self-discipline.
Since arriving at Eagle Castle, Nancy has hardly seen Raven indulge in anything. His life is always full of rules. He is either doing business or walking on the road to do business. Practicing equestrianism and magic can be considered as such. It's a kind of relaxation.
And today, Nancy discovered another side of Raven.
She has been watching Raven for a long time, watching Raven carry the corpses back one after another, then pray for them, collect the corpses, and tidy up their appearance, with meticulous steps.
The nearly solidified blood stained Raven's clothes, stained his hands red, and stained his cheeks.
But this did not disgust Nancy, who always liked to be clean. Instead, it showed a different kind of charm, which made her watch even more fascinated.
Staring at Raven's thin back, Nancy felt a different kind of emotion. She suddenly felt that Raven was so...
Lonely!
He always goes his own way, and even if he does the right thing, he never explains it to anyone.
Maybe he already knew that no one could understand him.
For a moment, Nancy desperately wanted to get into Raven's heart, but she didn't know how to do it. She could only continue to sit there and push a water bag closer to the flames. some.
After carrying back the last body of the Eagle Army and adjusting his appearance, Raven's eyes swept across the corpses on the ground, and his cheeks suddenly twitched.
There were twenty-nine corpses in total, not counting the losses of the vanguard.
A fire had been lit beside the wounded. Raven walked over and saw the Eagle Soldiers lying on the ground.
Although Raven ordered only two hours of rest, they still slept on each other's pillows, snoring so loudly that they drowned out the crackling of the campfire. Some people had trouble sleeping, kicking and kicking their hands and feet, but no one woke up.
After tucking the blanket for Weiss Dong, Raven walked up to Mosingan, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and then raised his head, a hint of haze flashed in his eyes.
These are the only remaining elites of the Eagle Army in front of him. There are thirty-one in total. Everyone is injured. Nine of them are seriously injured. Four of them, even if they are cured, cannot participate. Fighting.
The battle damage exceeded 70%!
In this era where more than three battle losses will lead to the collapse of the army, the tenacity of the Eagle Army can no longer be explained by discipline and environment.
They are all good soldiers!
Raven clenched his fists, his breathing began to become heavy, and there was a trace of guilt and regret in his eyes.
I am still too weak!
If I were strong enough, if I were a second- or third-level magician, I wouldn’t have to seduce Heleti by dividing my troops. Instead, I could defeat him head-on on the battlefield!
If I were not a small baron, and my territory was not only as big as a palm, I would not have been forced to expedition to the bloody highlands with only so many people, causing such huge sacrifices!
Stronger strength!
A higher title!
For the first time, Raven's desire to become stronger was so strong.
At this moment, a warm water bag was handed to Raven. He was slightly startled. He turned around and saw Nancy raising the water bag to his head with her feet. at hand.
"No." Nancy raised her chin and blinked: "I have been busy for so long, let's take a rest."
"Thank you." Raven took the water bag and gently He took a sip, but it failed to calm the anxiety in his heart.
He lowered the water bag, lifted the back of Mosingan's head, and poured the wine into his dry lips.
Nancy frowned, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, she pouted and turned her head to the side, but in the end she didn't say anything more.
Mosingan didn't drink much, but when Raven saw his throat making swallowing movements, he felt much more relaxed.
"Lord Baron." Volaf also came over. When he saw the scene before him, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but he still saluted respectfully: "The war horses and pack horses have been collected and ready to go at any time."
Margaret doesn’t want to be here either As she continued to stay in the environment, Raven's rich and true emotions made her feel a little nauseous. She came forward and said sharply: "Lord Baron, look at the weather now, a snowstorm is coming soon. If we don't leave, we will We have to march at night.”
Eric hasn't come back yet, but the Eagle Army has only this little seed left, and Raven doesn't want them to survive the fierce battle only to be killed by a blizzard.
Taking a deep breath, Raven was about to give the order when suddenly, the sound of horse hooves was heard.
Turning around, I saw Eric riding a war horse and running towards me with a human head in his hand.
A relieved and relaxed smile finally appeared on Raven's face.
Talking the reins in front of Raven, Eric turned over and dismounted, with a hint of excitement in his eyes:
"Lord Baron!"
As he spoke, he knelt down on one knee to salute.
But before he could kneel down, Raven took a step forward and gave Eric a heavy hug:
"You are finally back!"
Eric felt warm in his heart, and he nodded solemnly: "I made you worry."
"Don't talk about that." Raven straightened up, took off his cloak and put it on Eric's back: "Go get some clothes and put them on. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later."
"Yes. !" Eric nodded, saluted and ran to the back.
It was because of the Baron that Eric was able to "willfully" pursue Eugene, because he knew that Raven was the backbone of the entire army.
Looking at Eric’s back, Raven finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly:
“Get ready to go——”
The next stop is harvest time.
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(End of this chapter)