The King Chapter 23

  Chapter 23 Heavy Casualties

   "Kill...kill..."

  As soon as the **** battle flag was raised, the war became more and more intense. The Crimson Knights were still killing all directions, and the aristocratic coalition forces who realized that there was no way out suddenly broke out.

   Although the combat effectiveness of the serf army is poor, it has one advantage, that is, it is obedient. As long as the nobles take the lead in fighting ahead, they will follow.

  Maybe it's because of blind obedience, maybe it's because of loyalty, or maybe it's because the concept of "deserter" doesn't exist in my mind at all.

   After all, the means of production are in the hands of the noble lords, and the whole family depends on the noble lord to survive. Even if they want to escape, where can they escape?

   "Atmosphere" can affect people the most. When everyone around is struggling, no one can avoid being infected.

   Even Hudson, the paddling knight, is commanding the army to launch a counterattack at this moment. Although he still didn't rush to the front line, he still made a contribution to this war after all.

   As time passed, more and more noble private troops arrived on the battlefield, and the balance of the war gradually began to tilt.

  On the high platform, the gray-robed old man who watched the battle with cold eyes said indifferently: "The nobles from the southeastern province are arriving one after another, it seems that there will be no left of the Crimson Knights today.

   Calculating the time, the limit is almost reached. Leave these cannon fodder and play slowly with the enemy, let our people withdraw first! "

  In the seemingly flat tone, it actually contained too much unwillingness of the old man. It was hard to lure the enemy out of the fortress, but because of his own lack of strength, he couldn't eat it.

   There is no way. Compared with the aristocratic group that has ruled this land for a long time, the Skull and Bones is still too weak.

   This gap is omnidirectional. It seems that they fought back and forth with the noble coalition forces on the battlefield, and it seemed that they were evenly divided, but the price paid was several times the casualties.

   This is still based on the premise of the "Blood Moon Horn" bonus. Under normal circumstances, a mob of rebels would not be able to withstand a charge of the Crimson Knights.

  The ability to persist until now is entirely due to the blood moon horn controlling the nerves of the rebel soldiers, turning them into killing machines.

   But an evil weapon is an evil weapon after all, and there are conditions for turning a person into a killing machine. Not only do they need to be supplemented with drugs in advance, but they also have strong side effects.

  Forcibly urging personal potential is doomed not to last. When it reaches the limit that a person's body can bear, it will collapse.

  Including those who urge the blood moon horn, they also have to bear the backlash of the evil weapon.

  He was a strong man just now, but after blowing the horn of the blood moon, he became a white-haired old man. If there was a further delay, there might only be a pile of bones left.

  It seems to be alive, but it is actually dead. A large amount of life force was swallowed up, and with the evil energy entering the body, the body couldn't resist it at all.

   Not only the "Blood Moon Horn", but all the artifacts on the continent of Aslant need to pay a price for forcible driving, but the "Blood Moon Horn" is more fatal.

  If there were not so many restrictive conditions, the Blood Moon Cult unified the mainland three hundred years ago, and it would not be the turn of the Skeleton Society to take the lead.

  With the evacuation of the high-level Skull and Bones, the sound of the horn also disappeared on the battlefield. The originally bloodthirsty rebel soldiers collapsed on the battlefield one after another after regaining their clarity.

   "The war is won!"

  There was no joy on the faces of the people, and everyone knew that this was just the beginning. Failing to keep the top level of the Skull and Bones, the rebels will eventually make a comeback one day.

   After counting the casualties, Hudson's face was gloomy and terrifying. Although he has been wandering around the edge of the battlefield with his troops, he still suffered heavy losses.

   "Forty-seven people were killed in battle, nine people were missing, 13 people were seriously injured, and 26 people were slightly injured."

   Relatively speaking, the Koslow family is not bad. The coalition of nobles in the same industry, that is the real casualty.

  For the alliance, how much the serf army lost is no longer important. The key is that the noble knights suffered heavy casualties.

  As the bravest and fastest charging existence on the battlefield, he was naturally beaten by the most violent society.

  The members of the alliance meet again, and everyone has lost their image. The originally bright armor had already been stained red with blood, and every one of them exuded a permeating evil spirit from top to bottom.

   More than half of the familiar faces are missing. This is Hudson's most intuitive feeling. Deep down in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly celebrate, luckily he was able to secure his hand. If he had followed the charge just now, he might have become a corpse on the battlefield now.

   "Sure enough, the reckless man died quickly!"

   Contempt is contempt, Hudson is still the same as everyone else. So many comrades-in-arms were killed all at once, if you don't show sadness, is that still a human being?

   "Let's search separately and help to collect the corpses. If there are any retainers who survived, let them take them back; if not, arrange someone to send them a ride!"

   Chelsea said in a depressed mood.

  With such a heavy casualty, as the nominal leader of the alliance, it is naturally a lot of pressure. Thinking about Cheers, I felt depressed. As the boss, he didn't get any benefits, but troubles came to him first.

  With so many people dead, an explanation must be given. If you don't take care of the affairs behind your allies, you can drown them with spittle.

   Cleaning up the aftermath is not just about collecting the bones, but also winning the battle for the allies.

  Although these families have to change their heads and are unable to participate in the next territorial struggle, they must strive for one or two other resource compensations.

  Theoretically speaking, as long as the rules are followed, all adults know that the system is also implemented by people. If no one helps to fight for it, the so-called compensation is just a joke.

  Others can hide, but Chelsea must stand out. Otherwise, how could he be convincing as the boss?

  The reputation of the nobility is greater than the sky, and for the sake of his own reputation, Cheers can only bite the bullet.

  Of course, everything has two sides. Although these problems are troublesome, if they are dealt with properly, Chelsea's reputation in the aristocratic circle will also greatly increase.

  Everyone, including Hudson, nodded one after another, acquiescing to Chelsea's proposal.

   They are all in the aristocratic circle, and face is still important. After all, it's allies, and everyone is willing to contribute to such a trivial task as restraining the bones.

   But this help is limited to the noble himself. Ordinary soldiers who died in battle were ignored.

  According to mainland practice, nobles who died in battle will be sent back for burial if their bodies can be sent back intact. As for ordinary soldiers, it depends on the situation.

   There is no doubt that the casualties in today's war are so heavy, it is obvious that ordinary soldiers cannot be taken into account. There are corpses all over the mountains and plains, and a fire is the best choice.

  (end of this chapter)

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