Chapter 683 Escape!
"Ha...ha...ha..."
With his hands on his knees, Tuskin stood by the river, breathing heavily.
Although they escaped early and did not run towards the river, only five of the dozen companions were left.
The rest were either swallowed up by the swamp or failed to outrun the knights.
They seized the opportunity and escaped along the original road to the mounds of dry land, thus earning a life.
Under the damp and oppressive river wind, these five brothers and sisters looked at each other, but their faces were filled with helplessness covered with mud.
"Have a rest. Let's bandage each other's wounds." Tuskin's voice was hoarse as he endured the pain. "Otherwise, if you get infected, you will die even if you run out."
With the damn climate in Black Snake Bay, anyone who gets injured will be infected with rheumatism (tetanus).
Holding on to the palm tree trunk on the mound, Tuskin stretched out his hand and asked his companion to use a knife to carve out the rotten flesh hit by the lead, and then looked back at the swamp area.
After the previous cannon fired, this encounter came to an end.
Although some knights organized small-scale counterattacks many times during this period, causing certain casualties, under the holy wind of falcon cannons and holy guns, this little bit of resistance was eliminated invisible.
There was still the roar of cannons in the sky, and there were still knights in colorful clothes running wildly on the grass.
On the path crisscrossed by reed streams, the knights in heavy armor were still carefully avoiding, their figures looming behind the bushes.
This part of the knights is pretty lucky.
Those who were unlucky were blasted by a few cannons and were driven to the river bank in a panic. What greeted them were the gryphon cannons on the river.
Tuskin turned his head with complicated emotions and looked at the river with his muddy little eyes. Hundreds of beautifully dressed floating corpses flowed across the river day and night.
However, this is just the tip of the iceberg, because there are still hundreds of knights who have no time to take off their armor and are floating under the water.
The knights who were frightened crazy by the Griffin Cannon actually chose to jump into the Morne River aside, driven by the God's Punishment Army.
In a sense, this is the right choice, because knights can wear heavy armor and swim in the water for a period of time.
If you were lucky enough to find a loophole, you might be able to escape the siege.
It was a pity that Jeanne, a saint with no martial virtues, came. Standing on the mound, Tuskin heard the crackling sound of lightning and the lightning jumping on the water from time to time.
Soon after, perch with white bellies and knights with white eyes would float on the river.
After seeing the power of the Saint, the knights honestly stopped making dumplings, knelt down with a sad face, and shouted in rough Laian language: "Surrender! Surrender!"
They were forced to take off their armor, and under the muzzle of the holy gunman, their legs and hands were locked with heavy mortar shackles.
If it weren't for the swampy terrain, if it wasn't for Black Snake Bay, then at least half of these 3,000 knights would have escaped.
It is estimated that there are less than five or six hundred people who have fled the battlefield. Excluding those who died in the battle, Horn estimates that this time he can capture close to 2,000 French knights.
When the river wind blew from the swamp, Taskin could clearly smell the smell of blood and sweat, mixed with the burnt smell of lightning and the screams and groans of the knights.
A hearty defeat.
Clenching his teeth, he allowed his companion to use scissors to pinch out the deformed lead, and then gouge out the rotten flesh hanging with lead shards. His voice trembled: "Okay, let's go."
"Where to go?" asked a slightly green young mercenary.
Taskin glanced at the battlefield: "We can't stay in Black Snake Bay any longer. Let's go a little further, find a small raft, sneak back to the camp, pick up our money and luggage, and leave on a merchant ship."
"Aren't there more than 10,000 soldiers under Sola Castle? If they run away like this, will we still get orders in the future?" "There is no place for you to stay here. We have our own place to stay. Let's go and apply for the autocratic prince's domestic servants." Come on." Another name is Yongshu. The mercenary holding the broken arm between the branches shook his pale head and came over, "Count Kazi lost with 3,000 powerful armored extraordinary knights, so how can Sola Castle win with more than 10,000 guard sergeants?"
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It has to be said that these mercenaries who have been fighting for many years can be said to be doctors after a long illness, and each has a set of experience in treatment and first aid.
"I'm not talking about this, but how should the Duke explain it?"
"Duke?" Tuskin coughed while holding Shasha's throat, "Just watch. When the defeated knights find Bodossa, he will go from here to Dragonfly Bay. If he can touch land with his feet even once, I will lose."
As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach roared like thunder. As if it was contagious, several people around him heard gurgling sounds from their stomachs.
After all, a battle had just been fought, plus a series of running and life-and-death speeds, everyone's stomachs were empty.
Fortunately, Tuskin followed the principle of saving the last bite of food, and left some bread and salted fish meat. He reluctantly made a small foot-smelling hamburger, which the five of them shared among the five of them before continuing on the road, feeling their stomachs.
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"Ugh!" Bemanglai suddenly covered his nose, looked at the medicinal soup in front of him with disgust, and looked at the bearded orderly in front of him like a beggar, "Can you not drink it?"
"No." The regiment surgeon and barber forcefully pushed the soup bowl to Bemanglai's mouth, "Don't leave even a drop of the soup to stop the bleeding."
Bemanglai gritted his teeth and drank the decoction in one gulp. He immediately stuck out his tongue like a pug, took out the cereal bar and started licking it wildly.
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He was also unlucky. While chasing the knights, he was bitten on the thigh by a crocodile. If his companions hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost died.
The battle was over in just one hour, and the actual fighting was only two-quarters of an hour. However, it took a full three hours to clean up the remaining enemies and clean the battlefield.
The swamp terrain is really difficult to deploy, let alone the orc hussars specially used to chase the enemy. The infantry of both sides can only fight continuously in the grass and streams.
But the outcome of the battle will not change because of these small local victories.
When the sky was getting dark, not only did the two battle groups walk out of the muddy ground, cleaned the battlefield, and even set up camp.
Blue flames rose on each briquette stove, and the kettles were filled with Morne River water, boiling white bandages and various decoctions for dressing.
This post-war medical care system and advanced hygiene concepts rooted in the Salvation Army allowed the mortality rate in Horne's army to be very low, and the disability rate to be extremely high compared to its contemporaries.
Surrounding the briquette stoves were groups of monks wrapped in thin blankets, salivating as they waited for the purple egg stew soup as a reward.
The quartermasters went even further and brought out all the blue pulp coffee so that every wounded soldier could take a sip.
Holding the blue liquid mixed with milk, vanilla, cinnamon and powdered sugar, Bemanglai deliberately picked up a piece of exquisite Chinese clothing and looked up and down in the envious eyes of other healthy soldiers.
These fully armored knights are full of treasures. Any ring can be sold for seven or eight gold pounds. Although it is a second-hand wartime clothes, it can also be sold for one and a half gold pounds.
Not just clothes, but armor too.
After this battle, if nothing else, the armor of the God's Punishment Army was completed.
In the previous God's Punishment Army, only the officers had full breastplates. The ordinary soldiers either had old armors that had been eliminated by the Guards, or the worst chainmails.
On the battlefield, the soldiers collected more than 1,800 pairs of complete armors and more than 400 pairs of damaged armors, directly filling up the remaining armor vacancies of the God's Punishment Army in one go.
Imagining his majestic appearance when he put on the armor, even Bemanglai, who had always had a dull personality, showed an uncontrollable and even a little lewd smile on his face.
"Okay, don't look at your shabby clothes, Marde, is it your girl?" The monk next to him patted the back of his hand, "Your leg is broken now, wait until we enter the enemy Sola Castle In the camp, you have no chance, that’s the essence.”
Bemanglai's smiling face suddenly fell down.
(End of chapter)