At night, the noise of the battle temporarily disappeared in the land near Silvermoon Castle.
The orcs set up camp three miles away from the fortress.
Looking at the dots of light in the distance, Amul sighed heavily.
“Captain!”
A subordinate came behind him and said in a worried voice:
"I feel Lord Bayar is dying."
Amul immediately turned around and said, "Take me to see him quickly."
He followed his men and walked quickly somewhere in the camp. In front of the tent, I took a few deep breaths and got in.
A strong herbal smell mixed with the same strong smell of pus and blood penetrated Amul's nostrils.
Of course, for a battle-hardened military general, this is not intolerable.
The tent was covered with a floor made of animal skins, and a weak figure was lying on it.
Amul came to his side, squatted down with a solemn expression, and held one of the other person's hands.
The body temperature was frighteningly high, this was what Amul felt from Bayar.
During the day, Bayar, as his deputy, directed the archers to take the lead in approaching the human position.
The archers suffered the first wave of human blows, and countless deadly metal projectiles caused them heavy losses.
As the commander, Bayar was unfortunately injured. A projectile penetrated his thigh. The soldiers next to him immediately picked up Bayar and tried their best to get him away from the battlefield.
Bayar lost a lot of blood and developed a high fever in the evening, waking up and sleeping in a daze.
Amul frowned and looked at his deputy.
As the soldier said just now, his current condition is quite bad.
Bayar squinted his eyes, an abnormal blush appeared on his entire face, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his lips were pale, without a trace of blood at all.
"Oh, my brother..."
Amul made a deep voice.
Bayar tried his best to open his eyelids, "Please, Lord Amul, burn my body to ashes and scatter it on the grassland of my hometown."
Amul Shaking his head, "How can such a small problem defeat the strong orc warrior Bayar? Take good care of your injuries. I will gallop back to the grassland with you with the trophies."
"Ahem..." Bayar's cough showed weakness.
"Amul, I have something to say to you, to you alone..."
Amul motioned to the left and right, "You guys go out first..."
Waiting until there were only a few left in the tent After the two of them, Bayar forced himself to continue talking.
“The little reason I have left tells me that our army is extremely powerful and can wipe out at least half of the Aldo Kingdom and win a large piece of fertile land under the sun for the orcs. But since I was injured, I have been having nightmares on and off.”
“In the nightmare, the spirit of the grassland revealed a terrible scene to me.”
Amul's heart stirred, "What is this scene?"
"The human army rushed into the grassland and used the terrible weapons we saw today to massacre and drive away our people!"
< br>"How is that possible!" It seems that his deputy is indeed confused - Amul judged in his heart.
He thought that the most pessimistic scenario was that the orcs encountered stubborn resistance and had to retreat back to the grassland.
But allowing the human army, which he considered to be extremely weak, to rush into the grassland and slaughter the orcs was something he would never have imagined.
Amul suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and comforted: "You should recover well and don't think about messy things. I'll go see other injured soldiers."
He opened the tent Went out.
The battle during the day resulted in the death of more than 100 people and the injury of more than 200 people to this forward team of more than 1,000 people. Moreover, many of the injured were also fatal. It can be said that the casualties were heavy.
Other wounded were not treated in a separate tent like Bayar, and were placed in several large tents.
Amul looked around and found that many of the wounded had developed high fevers and fell into coma like Bayar. Many of them had to use saws to cut off their arms or legs alive and became disabled.
He walked out of the casualty settlement area in a depressed mood. The night breeze brought fresh air, and he finally got rid of the unpleasant smell of herbs and pus and blood.
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"Incredible, honorable Sir Joyce! Your fighting style is really impressive."
Renteria knight holding hot soup , said to the person opposite with an admiring tone.
The army of Arda gathered together a group of broken troops, and Renteria was appointed as the temporary commander of this army.
He himself was actually a member of the defeated army. Unlike Heinkel who ran away, although Renteria was still pessimistic, he still decided to stay and assist Alda's army in the battle.
During the day, Renteria thought he was going to explain here that the northwest man might have been arranged by the Lord of Light to appear here to correct his deviated knightly ways.
But he didn’t expect that he would be saved.
The strange weapons of the northwest people suppressed the crazy attack of the orcs, causing these arrogant guys to suffer heavy losses.
Joyce, who was sitting opposite him, smiled slightly, "Believe me, Knight of Renteria, as long as we unite, we can make those guys suffer more."
"I was nervous because of the war during the day. I didn't have time to ask, now I want to inquire about the Royal Capital Army and Her Royal Highness Catherine."
Renteria frowned, "My lord and I retreated together with the Royal Capital Army, but... ...When they broke through an orc encirclement, they got separated on the road. They might have been entangled by the enemy!"
Joyce felt worried.
Perhaps the Arda army should go deep into the Blackstone Fields to find Her Highness Catherine? After all, she is not only the princess of the kingdom, but also her future mistress.
The night passed with the warring parties vigilant against each other, and dawn came again.
When the morning fog cleared, a scene appeared on the land in front of Silver Moon Castle that filled the Austrian army with anger.
The orcs launched another attack, but they actually robbed a large number of human civilians as their own human shields, and moved towards their own positions step by step.
Joyce was furious and immediately ordered "snipers" equipped with rifled guns to shoot the orc soldiers who were driving away human civilians.
The order was quickly implemented, and the human positions no longer fired artillery, but scattered gunshots.
The orc war supervisors who were mixed in with the human civilians soon paid a heavy price. The bullets fired quickly hit their bodies and took away their lives.
Amul, who was watching the battle from a distance, was shocked. From such a long distance, could human weapons be able to kill so accurately?
He couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. If the other party recognized that he was the leader of the attack yesterday, wouldn't it be a great danger?
After discovering that the escorts were killed one after another, the human civilians who were used as human shields burst into a commotion and immediately ran away.
Although orcs are dangerous, the kingdom's army, which is also human, is not necessarily safe.
I've been visiting relatives every day lately, sorry.