Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 214

The defensive battle of Duncan Castle finally ended with the victory of the coalition forces led by Leyron, Barony Draco and Middenheim. After the Beastman army in the Cholera Forest stormed the castle overnight, it was close to victory, but their Demon Rock After being destroyed, turmoil and strife broke out within the man-made tribe, but they still fled in a big defeat. Several scattered beast herd war gangs were forced to withdraw into the forest and fled to the depths.

  In the duel in the Demon Rock, Lailun personally killed Peroz, the screaming shaman. Ungour, the king of the four-horned beast of the man-made disaster tribe, was shot and killed by Cannon's heavy artillery because of the rebellion of his beasts.

Now, this victorious army is also powerless to chase down the defeated Beastmen. After several days of repairing the castle, building defense lines and a fierce battle last night, this army, from top to bottom, whether it is knights or ordinary free men The militiamen were exhausted to the extreme.

   At noon on the second day, Lellen immediately ordered to stop all military operations, repair the gates and gaps in the outer castle, and hurry up to rest.

After the war ended, the heavy burden on their shoulders was lifted, and all the soldiers couldn't stand up anymore. They were so greedy for the rest time, but everyone's face was full of pride. They participated in this glorious battle. It is glorious to fight, and the conscripted soldiers who followed Baron Draco were even more happy. , will become the best and most precious memory in their lives.

"Without the guidance of the Demon Rock, the Shrieking Shaman, and the Beastmaster, the beastmen around Duncan Castle no longer pose a threat to us. At this moment, what the soldiers need most is to have a good rest." In the tent, he said to the adopted son of the White Wolf Elector, "We need at least two days to rest, and at the same time continue to mobilize supplies, establish a firm foothold in Duncan Castle, and establish a solid defensive position."

"In this battle, your artillery battalion played a very important role. Many beastmen were killed by explosive bombs, especially their four-horned beast king, who was killed by artillery." Von Tugenheim held a clean The bandage wiped his cheeks, and wiped off some turbidity mixed with sweat, dust, and blood. The adopted son of the White Wolf Elector was exhausted. Although he rested for a while, his spirit was slightly exhausted: "Huh~~It seems that, Lelen, you are right in advocating superiority in firepower, and when I return to Middenheim, I will lobby Lord Elector Boris to appropriately expand the number of artillery in the provincial army."

"I entrusted the dwarf engineer to cast the eight cannons, half of which were lost in this battle, and all the mortars were scrapped into scrap iron." Speaking of this, Lailun felt a little pained for the first time, and he sighed: "Fortunately, in the giant The forest goblin camp in the place where the dragon sleeps has looted a considerable amount of spoils, and if we simply attack the beastmen, the money that can be seized may not even be enough to pay pensions."

Although this battle with all their wealth was won, it also completely disabled the coalition army. The clerks who accompanied the army counted the casualties. Since it was a city defense battle relying on the terrain advantage, the casualties in close combat accounted for only a small part. Generally speaking, Many were injured, but few were killed. In the battle last night, the coalition lost about 600 people, and the number dropped sharply from 1,700 to less than 1,100.

  If you add more than 200 wounded who can recover after a period of time, from the expedition to the present, after two fierce battles and dozens of encounters, the coalition forces have lost 40% of their overall strength.

   "Yes, we, like the enemy, have paid the price of war." Von Tugenheim smiled wryly.

Among the casualties of the coalition forces, the Middenheim army led by him suffered the worst losses. The Ulric Swordsmen Regiment dropped sharply from two companies to less than one, with 120 White Wolf Knights. After the war, 70 Several knight souls belong to Ulric's Hall of Valor.

   But, is it worth it?

   Von Tugenheim would answer without hesitation: Worth it, very worth it!

The price that Middenling paid was too worthwhile. For the first time, this was the first time that Middenling's army fought in the home field of the Beastmen. An epic victory that will be recorded in the history books.

  Nearly 4,000 Beastmen lost their souls to Duncan Castle, an unparalleled and brilliant record!

   "I still want to thank you, Tugenheim, this battle has been hard." Lellen finally breathed a sigh of relief: "The latest supplies will arrive in a few days, let everyone have a good rest."

"OK, all right."

   In this way, the coalition forces continued to rest in Duncan Castle, repaired the gate, and arranged for security.

   Afterwards, Leren went to the wounded soldiers camp.

  In the aisle of the camp, in several large iron pots erected, boiling hot water was constantly boiling, and the groans and wailing sounds from the surrounding tents echoed in Lailun's ears.

   A few minutes later, under the guidance of soldiers, he stood outside a very inconspicuous tent.

The corners of the soapy blue long dress on Princess Dragon were stained with blood and mud. Shen Zhu was treating the shoulder ax wound of a baronial halberd soldier, which was caused by a warhorn beast. Fortunately, the halberd soldier was equipped with a solid Pauldrons.

  Shen Zhu pinched the iron needle tightly with green fingers, held her breath, and meticulously stitched up the flesh and blood on both sides of the wound. Regardless of the strong smell of blood, she tried her best to reduce the pain of the wounded soldier in stitching the wound.

  Lyron stood quietly outside the tent, waiting for her to finish all this.

"Pricked—" After the clean gauze was cut into strips and a layer of ointment was applied, Shen Zhu carefully bandaged the wound and said softly: "Okay, Mr. Brave, the ax wound on your shoulder I'm sure he will heal completely soon."

   "Thank you, thank you very much, kind lady." The halberd soldier sat up again, and he moved his injured arm slightly. It was indeed much better than before, and the pain was relieved.

   "Yeah." Shen Zhu smiled and rubbed her slightly stiff neck: "Next one, please come in."

  Lyron walked into the tent silently and sat on the mat.

   "Well, you..." After a short and soothing massage, Princess Dragon realized that the man sitting in front of her was so familiar, and a pair of pretty eyes quickly discovered the unusualness of Laeren: "Are you injured?"

"It's okay, it's just some bruises and abrasions, just take care of it." Lailon smiled a little: "The subordinates have already rested, so I want to find a more professional person to help me apply it Potion, after thinking about it, it seems that only you are the most suitable, after all, the soldiers respect you very much."

"Take it as a compliment." Shen Zhu complained to herself with some dissatisfaction: "To be honest, I should play a bigger role as a dragon to conquer those chaotic creatures, but now I can only do An ordinary human being becomes your burden."

   "It's okay, you've done a good job." Layron said softly, "You've also helped many soldiers. The quick recovery of wounded soldiers is largely due to you."

   "You... really think so?" Shen Zhu took out the lotion and wiped it on her palm: "If that's the case, then lie down obediently, there are still many people waiting for my help!"

"…..All right."

  Two days later, a small number of troops were stationed in Duncan Castle, under the temporary command of Nikas Francis.

  Lellen led the rested coalition forces and embarked on a journey home.

Not long after leaving Duncan Castle, the woodland lord Olasif and dozens of wood elves bid farewell first. They have completed the support mission and it is time to return to Lauren Loren Forest: "An unforgettable battle, Lord Laeren , Winter is coming, the spirits of the forest are falling into a deep sleep, and the sacred tree of gold and silver needs the protection of all Eslai."

"Thank you very much for Lauren Loren's support. This battle has deepened the friendship between us. My barony will always open the door to the subjects of Queen Marist." All Sly's spoils will be delivered to the trading post, and I assure you, Esly's deeds will never be forgotten."

"You have already received the support of the forest, and some of my people have paid the price with their lives, and the spoils are also due." Olasif said calmly: "However, we don't need money, Lord Lailon, Lauren Luo Lun needs a lot of weapons, armor, ore, and food, and the Woodland Council hopes that you can exchange all the loot that belongs to Eisley with the supplies that are urgently needed to survive the threat of winter."

   "No problem." Layron nodded.

   "Well, goodbye." After the woodland lord finished his last sentence, he turned and left on a stag.

  The wood elves' army disappeared into the depths of the forest, leaving behind a full-loaded human and dwarf army.

They won the victory, the land where the dragon rested was destroyed, and the victory of Duncan Castle made all the unclaimed land south of Duncan Castle belong to Laeren, which tripled the territory of Barony Draco More times, especially the destruction of the man-made tribe, in the next few years, Laeren will finally not have to worry about the threat of the forest north of the barony.

  Beastmen will not form a decent wave of beasts to attack the forest patrol line.

  Thinking of this, Lairen felt better. After two months of fighting, he was finally able to relax a little bit.

  Unknowingly, the time came to mid-December, and the army walked out of the forest.

   Recruiting the Freedom Militia is already discussing how they will be rewarded, and many soldiers are also discussing whether they can be promoted, and the entire army has received a large number of seizures.

   There was no excessive elation on Layron's face, on the contrary, it was more of a smile.

  He once again proved his strength, through a series of victories, he conquered all races of the coalition forces.

  As they gradually left the forest, the distance between the trees became larger and the bushes became sparser. The knights could finally ride their war horses instead of walking, and enjoy the fun of being on horseback.

  Laeren didn't choose to ride a half-griffin, he just accompanied Firnos, behind the saddle scabbard hung the head of the screaming shaman Peroz, as a spoil of duel, sacrificed to the wolf **** Urik.

  Frost and snow cover the ground, everything is lonely, the vegetation is withered, and nature hides all vitality.

   It took three or four days, and Laeren finally returned to the barony with Draco's army.

  Successive heavy snowfalls have covered the earth with snow, and the rivers have been frozen into a thick layer of ice. Yes, the coming of winter also means that spring is not far away.

   The army led by von Tugenheim set off to return to Middenheim after a day of rest.

"Okay, we will part here, Lailon, the two-month journey with you, big and small victories, I will always remember it in my heart." The adopted son of the White Wolf Elector opened his arms and said He expressed his camaraderie to Laeren: "I won't say much else. You have successfully regained Duncan Castle. There are many things you need to deal with. Staying here will only increase the burden on Barony Draco. Anything You are all welcome to find me in Middenheim, remember, you will always have me as a friend."

"No problem, thank you very much for your help, Tugenheim, Armand." Lehren and von Tugenheim hugged each other, and expressed their gratitude seriously. Without the assistance of Middenheim's army, Duncan The castle is by no means easy to recover by yourself.

   "Oh, by the way, Tugenheim, and this, I hope you can tell the Elector Your Excellency clearly." Laeren took off the Rune Fang of the Beast Slayer, and put his hands flat in front of him.

"It is indeed a big trouble. The long-lost Holy Sword of the Elector has been found. For you, I really don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing." Von Tugenheim squeezed his chin and gave affirmation He replied: "I believe in the elector, he will definitely support you with all his strength. In that case, you should keep the holy sword for yourself first!"

   "That's the way to go." Laeren nodded. To be honest, he didn't want to hand over the Holy Sword of the Elector easily. Even if he was not an Elector, there were lessons learned from the past in the history of the empire.

For example, Solland's Holy Sword of the Elector and the Fang of the Runes of the Grievancer have always been used by the Emperor's Marshal Rick Helberd. With Deng Ling's support, perhaps, the Runefang of the Beast Slayer will always remain in Laeren's hands.

   "Goodbye, Your Excellency Laeren." The winter wolf knight nodded.

   "Farewell, Sir Armand!"

Leron glanced at the Winter Wolf Knight sent by Pope Ulrich, took out a wooden box, and handed it to Armand: "I would like to trouble you, Sir Armand, it contains the Hiss of the Man-made Horde." The head of the shaman Peroz and the four horns of Ungul, I hope you can go to the Great Temple of Ulric on my behalf, and throw this into the eternal flame as a sacrifice."

   "Throwing into... the eternal flame?" Armand froze for a moment.

   "Yes, the Pope will support me in doing this, and he will definitely understand this behavior." Laeren said with a smile: "So, please, Sir Armand."

"Ok, I see."

   "Goodbye, Lailon! I look forward to our next fight together!" Finally, the adopted son of the White Wolf Elector turned his horse's head and waved his hand.

   Soon, von Tugenheim led the army and disappeared into sight.

Chapter end