Chapter 40 (2/2)

Due to the armor protection, even if the soldiers rolled down the mountain ridge, the survival probability of the slave hunting soldiers was as high as 56%

the originally seemingly extremely lucky thing became extremely cruel in the absence of medical care and medicine. The wounds that had not been treated in time began to fester and rot, emitting a disgusting smell.

All kinds of flies fly all over the sky. It is clearly late autumn, and the temperature difference between day and night is very great. It is obviously not suitable for most insect activities. However, there are so many insects emerging from where. Many wounds have white flowers and fat maggots coming in and out, which makes people shiver.

Ajar had already set up a smaller camp nearby with those who were not injured. However, the location of the camp was not very good. The camp was also full of strong smell of putrefaction. Many soldiers' faces were not right, and Bibi was full of cold and fever.

”Go, go, go, go!” The bull Erikson, like a rabbit chased by hunters, retreated from the camp at an amazing speed.

”Help us, please. Give me some water. It's hot. It's really hot. Give me a little cold water.” If you want to, you can stand up and ask for help.

”Let's go. Let's shoot. Don't let them get close to us.” The bull, Eriksson, looks crazy and roars a little out of control.

”But they're our own people, and we're going to pick them up.” The adjutant looks a little ugly.

”Fool.” The bull Erikson pulled out a guard's spear and threw his backhand out. The reason why knights and great knights are terrible is not only their terrible physical fitness, but also other things derived from their physical fitness to a certain extent. After reaching the level of grand cavalry, the five sense perception will be greatly improved.

This point is fully demonstrated in the use of archery and spear throwing, which are quite technical long-range throwing weapons.

To be exact, the first soldier was thrown a spear through his chest and nailed to the spot, and a mouthful of hot blood gushed out. I don't know if it was the reason for the dark night. The blood from the other side was dark, and the smell in the air was more intense.

Epidemic disease!

At this time, all the bodyguards of Erikson reacted. At the same time, a terrible term came into my mind. All hesitation and pity disappeared. Without hesitation, they sent out the spears and bows and arrows in their hands, and nailed those former companions to their original places.

”Help us, we are our own people!”

”Help! Help

”Our rescuers are coming, our rescuers are coming!”

Hearing the news, more and more slave hunting soldiers, supported by their strong desire to survive, came here with their sick bodies, hoping that the new reinforcements could carry the holy water of dispelling diseases and help them to extricate themselves from the suffering sea of illness. However, they were waiting for the sharp arrows of their companions - death may also be a good way to relieve the pain.

”Don't be wary. Go.” The bull Erickson gave the order to retreat. Out of prudence, his army set up a camp several miles away. He brought only a dozen of his own guards to see the situation. Judging from the current situation, his prudence made them escape. He knew that what they were fighting against was not these slave soldiers, but the demons in these soldiers. They had no chance to win The longer they fight, the more likely they are to fail.

The bull Erikson returned to the camp without a minute's delay. He retreated ten kilometers even after night. If it wasn't really suitable for walking in the mountains at night, he would have retreated to Bastille in one breath.

Just before dawn, the bull Erikson couldn't wait to urge the army to get up and go. When the word of the disease was whispered among the soldiers, none of the soldiers complained. They only hated their parents for having lost two legs. They could run as fast as they could and as far as they could.

”My Lord, that group of people have been far behind us. Do you want to gather archers and shoot them?” Eriksson's somewhat ungrounded adjutant was clever this time. He not only put out a sentry in front of the team, but also kept an eye on the back of his team.

Because no soldiers wanted to stay behind, he led the team to stay behind, but he didn't expect to have a harvest. Since they came out of the camp of the slave hunting team, a line of more than a dozen Knights have been following them not far away.

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