Lord Highlander

As the deafening shouts of killing gradually faded away, corpses lay in disorder on the battlefield on the north slope of the northern forest farm in Handanal County.

The mulch in this woodland is extremely soft, and three thunder rhinos carrying heavy military supplies slowly walked down the hillside, leaving three rows of huge footprints between the forest roads opened by hundreds of loggers in the forest farm. Nearly 20 meters long and more than nine meters tall, the Thunder Rhino looks more like a three-masted sailing ship on land, and each Thunder Rhino is covered with various supplies.

These thunder rhinos have four thick thighs, and every time they take a step, their heavy hooves will sink deeply into the soft soil. The footprints were more than one meter in diameter and half a meter deep. They looked like horse traps specially designed to prevent cavalry from charging.

A group of soldiers wearing metal armor followed Lei Tingxi. They belonged to the infantry of the 4th Battalion of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment under the Duke of Newman. They withdrew from the front line a week ago. The mission is to clean up the battlefield on the north slope.

The cleaning of the battlefield should be attributed to Baron Sidney, the captain of the Fourth Battalion. If he were not the younger brother of the wife of the infantry regiment commander, this kind of good job of cleaning the battlefield would never have happened to the infantry of the Fourth Battalion. The corpses of the soldiers were uniformly carried to the corpse truck. The armor and weapons on their bodies were all stamped with the steel stamp of the 57th Infantry Regiment, which belonged to the property registered on the Infantry Regiment's material list.

These ordnance damage can be repaired, and those that cannot be repaired can be replaced at the logistics office, but when cleaning the battlefield, there is no way to take these equipment as spoils of war. Not the mercenaries of the legion headquarters or the private army of the local noble lords.

The nameplate of each dead soldier's body is removed, which means that the soldier is officially killed, and the nameplate will be sent to the hometown of the soldier along with the personal belongings of the fallen soldier and a pension.

The only way for the soldiers who clean up the battlefield to reap oil and water is to search for the property of the dead enemies on the battlefield.

After the front-line soldiers kill the enemy, the enemy's head and the most valuable items on his body will be collected by the front-line soldiers, followed by some auxiliary soldiers who will search the battlefield for a round. By the time the infantry regiment cleared the battlefield, it was already the third round or even the fourth round. There were not many benefits that could be obtained from the enemy, but there were still many valuable things that could be found after a careful search.

This time, the legions that fought against the Hell Demon Legion on the north slope of the forest farm are the Fourth and Seventh Constructed Knights under the Duke of Newman, the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment and the 59th Heavy Armored Brotherhood Infantry Regiment, Duke Newman assembled nearly a thousand armored knights and nearly three thousand heavy armored infantry at the edge of this woodland, just to be able to swallow this search team of less than three hundred evil spirits in one go.

In the early days of the battle, under the rain of fine steel arrows after the heavy armored infantry commander archers fired a volley, three hundred evil spirits were surrounded by thousands of constructed knights. Just as the constructed knights adopted wolf pack tactics, While nibbling away at these evil spirits bit by bit, they didn't expect that another group of evil spirits who had wandered nearby rushed over after receiving the distress signal, and opened a hole on the west side of the north slope of the forest farm, and the remaining evil spirits took the opportunity to break out.

The Seventh Constructed Knights pursued along the way, leaving hundreds of ghost corpses on the road.

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A few vultures hovered over the blue sky and white clouds, and the soil was mixed with the smell of horse manure.

Suldak was carrying a square shield on his back, a fine steel ax with an ebony handle hung on his waist, and a bulging burlap sack was carried on his shoulder. The sack soaked in blood seemed to be very heavy. Every step you take leaves a deep footprint on the soft leaf humus of the woodland.

Others in the team are carrying the corpses of human soldiers on the battlefield. After the team leader confirms the death of these corpses, experienced veterans will tidy up the corpses and pick up all the broken limbs and arms scattered in other places. Put them together and wrap them in linen to form a mummy-like shape. The identity cards and valuable relics of the fallen soldiers will be put into linen bags of uniform specifications, and tied up with the corpses and transported back to the camp.

Maybe it's because the work of cleaning the battlefield is too much, and every veteran's face looks a little numb.

Veteran Sam would say something like "You are dust, and you will return to dust after death..." when wrapping the corpse. These words are not to comfort the souls of the deceased, but to comfort themselves.

Suldak sounded a little tired, but his task of cleaning the battlefield was not to deal with these dead human warriors. As the only soldier in the team who mastered skinning skills, Suldak was responsible for collecting the leftovers left by the evil spirits on the battlefield. dead bodies.

Although the extremely precious black-striped demon skins on the heads and chests of these evil spirits were cut off, there are still many valuable materials on these corpses, and these parts need to be handled by warriors like Suldak who are experienced in skinning.

Less than 20 meters away from Suldak lay the corpse of a three-meter-tall evil ghost. The dark purple blood on his body had been completely coagulated, and the wound on his neck seemed to have been struck by a mountain axe. Although the wound was not neat, there were no more traces of beheading. It was obvious that an experienced warrior chopped off the evil spirit's head and took it away.

Holding a bloody ox horn sharp knife in his hand, Suldak cut open the cloth armor woven of unknown material from the corpse of the evil spirit, revealing an iron blue shoulder, along the muscle texture of the shoulder there was a palm-sized The black enhanced magic pattern.

Suldak breathed a sigh of relief. It was really good luck to beg for himself. He actually harvested five pieces of this small black-striped magic skin along the way. He squatted down and carefully cut open the skin tougher than rawhide with a knife The devil's skin was only cut an inch long, and the horn and sharp knife could no longer cut it.

Suldak could only pull out the knife, took out a whetstone the size of a fist from his pocket, and sharpened the blade twice, and then it became much easier to cut the skin.

The edge of this knife is running out. Every time Suldak sharpens the knife, he will be very careful to prolong the life of this skinning knife. The skills of the blacksmiths nearby were mediocre, and the maintenance fees charged were very expensive. Surdak prepared the army to return to the town of Handanar and find a small blacksmith shop in the town, which would save at least three silver coins.

Suldak's hands were stained with deep purple sticky blood, and he put the bloody black-striped demon hide into his pocket, and continued to search for other valuable materials on the corpse of the headless demon. The tattooed demon skin has already been peeled off, but unfortunately the black stripes on the evil ghost's buttocks have not been completely formed, and have not formed a complete pattern. He sighed softly, and then set his eyes on the evil ghost's buttocks.

He grabbed one arm of the evil ghost's corpse with both hands, trying to turn the evil ghost's corpse over completely, so that the evil ghost's chest and belly faced the sky.

But the corpse was too heavy, so he could only call out to Sam, a veteran who was carrying the corpse not far away: "Hey, I said buddy, come and help me, I want to turn this big guy over, maybe his belly There will be a complete black magic pattern..."

Sam's face was covered with brown freckles, and when he smiled, he would show his rotten teeth. He put down the linen roll in his hand, walked over to Suldak and said, "Dak, are you still awake?" Are you awake? If there were magic lines on its abdomen, this evil ghost wouldn't be lying in the mud like this."

Although Sam complained to Suldak in a teasing tone, he didn't stop walking. He went straight to the corpse of the evil ghost, hugged one leg of the corpse of the evil ghost, and helped Suldak turn the body of the evil ghost over come over.

A large piece of devil's skin was cut off from the evil ghost's chest, bloody between the chest and abdomen, and even a few broken ribs protruded from the fascia, exuding a disgusting stench, Suldak's eyes were caught Attracted by the corpse of the evil ghost, he didn't notice the strangeness around him at all.

Sam on the side let go of the thick thighs of the evil spirit's corpse, pointed at the human being suppressed by the evil spirit on the ground, and said in surprise, "My God, who is this?"

He instinctively stepped forward, stretched out his hand to lift up the man's face buried in the mud, and when he touched the man's stubble-covered chin, his eyes widened and he couldn't wait to shout around: "He It seems to be breathing, come on, there is a living here..."

The soldiers of the second team scattered in other places heard Sam's shout, quickly put down what they were doing, and ran to this side quickly.

The man had only a faint breath, and everyone stood around the body of the survivor, saying in one go: "He is not wearing a military uniform, it seems that he is not one of us."

"Then where did he come from?" Another young soldier with a scar on his face said curiously while squatting on the ground.

……wake up……