Gate of Apocalypse

Chapter 241 [Chen Xiaocai's Army] (top)

Soldiers are cleaning the battlefield.

The results are undoubtedly very glorious.

According to the inmate interrogation, this pioneer army from London, numbering more than 900 people, half of them ordinary free citizens who fought in response to the King's call - the most common form of recruitment for medieval warfare.

On the other hand, the King's army, which is loyal to King Harold, is a professional soldier of this era.

The bodies found on the battlefield were close to 400, and there were 136 prisoners.

Overall, more than half the enemies were defeated in this blockade.

There is no doubt that this was a great victory.

And the losses on the Normans' side are relatively much less.

The worst loss was suffered by a mercenary team led by Chen Xiaolei.

A hundred mercenaries, only 36 alive after the war. Forty-four people were killed in action and nine fled... these nine guys ran away in battle and never came back.

Eleven people were seriously injured - a disability-level injury, and it was difficult to regain combat power.

It can be said, Chen Xiaoliang's 100 men, half the casualties! However, they attacked the Londoners at the outset, creating chaos among the Londoners, and succeeded in biting the Londoners, buying time for the subsequent Merlyn army raids, arguably the vast majority of the credit for the war belonged to the mercenaries.

Merlin didn't deny that either.

Of the 200 Norman Regiments, only 26 were killed, nine seriously injured and more than 40 slightly injured.

None of the cavalry casualties! Only one unlucky guy fell off a horse while riding in pursuit, but it's no big deal.

In other words, more than 500 enemies were traded for losses totalling about 100 people.

This contrast is a huge and irrevocable victory!

These living mercenaries seem to have little condolences for their deceased companions - as if they were used to the scene.

Chen Xiaolian saw the battlefield, and the mercenaries in groups were searching for various spoils of war.

Nearly every single one of the bodies of the Londoners was stripped of their clothes, their boots, their weapons, their equipment, and even something of value hidden close by.

A team leader appointed by Chen Xiaolian was touching a cross from a dead London officer, as if it were gold. He stuffed it in his mouth and bit it hard, then spit on it, wiped it with a smile, and then stuffed it in his pocket.

There was also a mercenary who was carefully examining the teeth of every corpse -- he was not busy.

The noble chief, who was killed by Chen Xiaocai, had two golden teeth in his mouth, which he also broke out with a knife.

Merlin generously gave Chen Xiaoliang a privilege: Mercenaries can prioritize spoils of war.

Each mercenary fills his pockets and bags.

In addition to some packing, metal pendants, coins, etc., the most popular among mercenaries are weapons and equipment.

Almost everyone in the mercenaries took a shield with a cross badge, and some replaced the stone axe in their hands with a metal sword, a knife, and a hammer.

A chain armor stripped from the dead man also sparked a fight between several mercenaries. He almost moved his knife and was kicked over by Chen Xiaolian.

“Never seen an idiot on the market. ”

A cavalry of the Norman Legion laughed and watched the mercenaries fight for the spoils.

Chen Xiaocai heard this and looked at the page coldly.

Time to clean up the battlefield lasted until noon.

The bodies were gathered together and a fire burned out.

Merlin took the cross and prayed in front of the fire.

And what's hard to decide is the prisoners.

Seriously injured prisoners no longer exist… When cleaning up the battlefield, those seriously injured prisoners were killed directly, one by one, also to reduce some suffering for them.

In the Middle Ages, medical standards were inherently low, and that level of serious injury, keeping drugs wasted, was better than killing them directly.

Some of the seriously wounded on their own side were treated better, bandaged, and then some branches were cut and used as stretchers or crutchers.

In the morning, more than sixty of the fallen cavalry finally arrived, but they lost only nine horses - reportedly with broken legs and no running.

“What about these prisoners?” Chen Xiaoxiao looked at Merlin.

Merlyn thought, "Take it back, as long as they can swear allegiance to King William, stay in the barracks and work hard, and be released as farmers after the war. ”

Chen Xiaolian relieved.

He was always worried that if Merlin wanted to kill a prisoner, he should not have stopped it.

In the Mercenary Corps, the luckiest thing is that brains.

This guy stood in front of Chen Xiaolei with all his tails - all the other mercenaries had some injuries, and this guy didn't even have a hair on him.

Chen Xiaocai was suspicious. When the war started, this guy must have gotten into some bush and hid it.

Although there was blood on his knife, Chen Xiaoliang must have come from somewhere else.

“Sir! You promised me a gift.” His head licked his face behind Chen Xiaolian's ass.

Chen Xiaoliang kicked him back: “My promise will be honored! Now go pick your trophy! I'll give you something else when I get back! Get out of my sight! ”

Merlyn wandered on the battlefield, and from time to time he would call one or two mercenaries and ask them what they had to say.

Later, Chen Xiaoliang noticed that Merlin's eyes were throwing themselves more and more often.

Finally, Merlin walked over and looked at Chen Xiaocai: “Let me ask some of your men... you were very brave in the war. You and your companions, you two, break down the London shield wall head-on!

As far as I know, under normal circumstances, only heavily armored cavalry can break through the shield wall in the front - these Londoners are very defensive, albeit poorly fought. ”

Chen Xiaoliang did not say a word.

“When you return, you will surely receive the title of a knight, and I swear to God, I will do my utmost to ask King William to give you. ”

Chen Xiaoli finally glanced at Merlin: “Does your nose still hurt? ”

Merlyn smiled bitterly and his nose was still red. He rubbed it gently: "Fine, you didn't use all your strength when you hit him, did you? ”

“Of course, if I do my best, it's simply impossible for you to stand and talk to me right now. ”

“I owe you a debt!” Merlin's tone is serious: “If it weren't for you, we would have failed! ”

“Remember never to pit again. ”