When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 800: Will Duke Norn dream of the Thousand Valley Sheep?

"Stop!"

The guard at the entrance of the camp stopped the embarrassed group of fleeing soldiers and asked: "Are you from Suimi Town?"

"No, we are the defenders of Blacksaw Village."

Hearing the familiar foothill Norn language spoken by these people, the gatekeeper relaxed his vigilance and spoke in a more friendly tone: "Blacksaw Village? Which knight are you serving under?"

"We are the armed peasants of Lord Radomilos, and the barbarians of the Thousand Valleys burned our camp!"

After hearing what the defeated soldier said, the gatekeeper muttered to himself: "These people from Qianhe Valley marched very quickly. They arrived at Black Saw Village before sunset."

"What's in this car?"

As he spoke, a Norn soldier lifted the tarpaulin covering the car, and immediately showed a look of disgust.

A face covered with frostbite, wounds covered with bloody scabs, and a torn robe with a bear castle collar and emblem.

"The car was full of wounded soldiers and the bodies of our companions... In fact, when we got on the car, they were all wounded..."

The gatekeeper patted the leader's shoulder sympathetically and said, "Don't blame us for being ruthless. The wounded can be left behind, but the bodies must be thrown away to prevent the spread of the plague.

There are sorcerers in the camp who can communicate with the underworld. Let them preserve the soul in the ashes. You can take them home and bury them. You can still ascend to heaven."

The Norns follow the religion of Myrcella, but have a unique dual faith.

That is, the old gods are in charge of the underground, and Messiah is in charge of heaven and the human world.

Not only do the Norns believe in both sides, they even have the miraculous practice of both sides taking turns to bless their believers, as is happening today.

After throwing away the bodies, the carriage successfully crossed the trench with the creaking of the suspension bridge chains.

It seemed as if God was blessing this group of defeated soldiers. As soon as they walked through the camp gate, smoke signals were lit outside the city.

"A large group of enemy troops appeared in the southeast, with a flag bearing the Sun Gear Flag. They are suspected to be the enemy's vanguard!"

"At this time? It's not even evening class yet, right?"

"Quick, call back the soldiers outside the camp and in the town."

They didn't know why the Qianhe Valley army arrived in the afternoon, and they didn't know why Shisong Fort failed to stop the enemy.

The core Norn warriors in the camp began to prepare for battle diligently, but their figures were still a little shaky.

The Duke said that drinking is not allowed after sunset, so they should naturally drink up the post-sunset share before sunset.

If at this time, a soldier noticed that since Stone Pine Castle had fallen, how did the Norn soldiers from Blacksaw Village get here?
Or notice why these soldiers, who had just suffered a defeat, did not hide but instead moved towards the camp gate?

Then maybe what happened later wouldn’t have happened.

"boom!"

The bullets from the sand sculpture cannon hit the wooden wall, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

"Seize the door!"

Nearly a hundred elite soldiers responded by lurking in batches among the fleeing soldiers and in the corpse transport vehicles.

…………

Duke Gottfried was shaken awake from his sleep.

Apparently, "black tea" made by mixing wine and gin does help you sleep.

Standing up from his daze, Duke Gottfried moved the woman's hand away from his stomach: "Is it evening class (5pm)?"

"not yet……"

"Didn't I tell you to call me during evening classes?" The Duke's tone still contained a hint of irritability.

But when Gottfried saw the servant and bodyguard in front of him, he was stunned.

As the Duke's entourage, they have always been clean and tidy, more sophisticated than many country nobles.

Now the three of them had mud on their pants and snow and dew drops melted by the stove hanging on their hair. "Is the ground slippery? Or is it snowing again?" Gottfried walked to the window and opened the curtains to let in the warm afternoon sun.

With his arms outstretched, Gottfried enjoyed the sunshine to the fullest.

"boom--"

"…It's a sunny day, why is there thunder?"

Listening to the faint thunder, Duke Gottfried asked subconsciously.

But the moment he turned his head, everyone's face, from the male servant to the female servant, was filled with fear instead of confusion.

…………

At seven o'clock in the evening, Dyshka stepped into the duke's camp on the icy ground.

It was obvious that this Norn camp was completely under the control of Jeshka.

On the wooden wall illuminated by torches, the Bear Castle emblem that was originally hung had been torn down and replaced with a pious sun gear flag.

The original coat of arms flag was now being picked up by the rebels with iron hooks and slowly immersed in a barrel of pine tar in the cold wind to be used as torches.

The Norn new troops, who had almost exhausted all their strength, used their last bit of strength to send away the fellow villagers who were trying to inquire about their salaries in a roundabout way and disarmed them.

In the open space in the center of the camp, the prisoners were tied together in a long line with hemp ropes.

Several soldiers carried wooden barrels and walked around, feeding the prisoners hot soup with a long-handled spoon.

There are still some people lying drunk in the snow, so just ignore them.

He is lucky to have survived.

"Has Prince Gottfried been caught? Has the mayor of Kino been caught?" Jessica asked the clerk who was doing the work.

The clerk slapped his head and said, "There are so many things to do that I forgot to report to you.

Both of them escaped, and Jinuo Town rectified the chaos, saying that every household had hidden the sun gear flag, but it would not be hung until the next morning. "

"What a bunch of petty people." Jeshka couldn't help laughing.

It's so obvious, can't he see it?
"How many casualties did we have?"

"There are more than a hundred, nearly two hundred people in total."

"Carry the dead to the north slope and burn them." He took off his blood-stained deerskin gloves, and the white mist he exhaled drifted in the firelight. "Let the warlocks deal with them according to the Norn rules."

The soldiers in the Jeshka camp are all Norns, and they can use whatever the Bearburg Lord can use.

"Taking this camp is equivalent to defeating the commander of the central army first. The northern suburb Norn allies will be defeated even if they don't lose." Griffin came out of nowhere, "This battle defeated the enemy army. It was not unfair for us to lose in the first place. If we don't lose to Your Majesty, we will lose to you."

"This is a clever move. We took a risk but were lucky. Besides, they divided their forces, so we had the advantage in terms of time."

After following Horn for so long and fighting in so many battles, Jeshka is no longer the mercenary leader he once was.

After this battle, these 4,000 new Norn troops will completely get rid of the name of "new army".

“You are a genius.”

"War is about training, morale, organization, weapons and equipment, logistics, and excellent commanders." Jeshka looked at the new Norn soldiers who were wolfing down their food and sleeping right after eating. "I am at most a commander. The rest is done by them."

"Your talent is innate, but your saintly grandson helped you discover it."

"Even if you flatter me, I will not lift the restrictions on your command of the army." Jeshka said mercilessly.

Griffin shrugged. "Being an instructor in a military academy is much more stable than fighting in a war... Can I ask what you are going to do next?"

"Now it depends on how the royal army in the western suburbs respond." Jessica lay on Duke Gottfried's bed and stretched his shoulder blades comfortably.

"Now?"

"Pack up the spoils and go to sleep!" Jeshka put the eye patch on his good eye and soon fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)