When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 930: The End of the Battle of Gray Robe Valley
The night in Gray Robe Valley is quiet.

The bonfires were lazy, and the gendarmes were patrolling in groups of three or five, but they did not dare to slack off.

Having just experienced the night attack on the Shadow Raven Army by the Knights of Leia, they really didn't dare to act recklessly in this regard.

Near the silent and dim camp, there was a small village, inside which were constant sounds of wailing and movement.

Even standing at the door, you can smell the overwhelming smell of blood and herbs.

After visiting the wounded, Horn stood at the entrance of the village, waiting for Pettier to come.

Walking in the night, Pettier, who had collected the data, hurried over.

"It seems that this wounded camp has occupied all the houses?" Horn did not ask the Leia people in the first sentence, but asked about the village in front of him, "Where are the villagers?"

Pettier shook his head and said nothing.

He had just heard the relevant news from the prisoners of war.

The village in front of them was actually not far from the battlefield. During the previous raid by Alaric and others, Laffer tacitly allowed the knights to massacre several surrounding villages.

Although they are from Leia, they are under the rule of the Thousand Valley rebels after all, so there is a possibility that there are rebel spies.

Of course, Ralph didn't want this to happen because it would affect his noble character and good reputation.

But in order to win, he had no choice but to take advantage of the civilians and bear the blame.

Horn knew what Pettier meant. He sighed and did not ask any further questions. He just asked the doctor in charge of the wounded camp, Dr. Yellin, "How many casualties are there?"

"The exact number of injuries has not yet been determined, but we can estimate that there are about 4000 people with minor injuries and about 700 people with serious injuries or deaths."

Horn nodded slightly. After all, they were already generally equipped with clockwork cannons and other clockwork firearms. If there were to be another thousand and five hundred serious injuries and deaths like in the Battle of Cheese Bay, the Exorcist Court would have to conduct a thorough investigation.

In fact, this number only includes the casualties in the Battle of Grey Valley, and does not include the casualties in the early stage of the Shadow Crow Regiment.

Otherwise, the number of seriously injured and dead would increase by another one or two hundred.

The front, left, right and center formation adopted by the Holy Alliance is to facilitate the relay of troops.

Any fatal injuries will be sent to the rear for emergency treatment, and minor injuries will be bandaged before continuing to play to prevent them from developing into serious injuries.

It's funny to say that the Leia army looked so fierce and loyal, ready to fight for their king, but almost all of them fell before the cannons and holy guns.

In the battle in front of Santupo, only the knights could cause a small amount of damage to the monks of the regiment, and the losses caused were not great.

The ones who actually caused the heavy casualties were the Blood Knights and the Edict Knights.

In the Battle of Pavia, the Battle of Cheese Bay, and the Battle of Grey Valley, the ratio of cannons to holy guns became higher and higher, while the proportion of casualties to the total force became smaller and smaller.

“What’s the exact death toll?”

"There are about 200 people, and about 500 seriously injured."

"Will the death toll rise above 300 after tonight?"

Yellin smiled bitterly. "Our doctors and monks have done their best to ensure that the number will not exceed 400."

To some extent, divine magic has great advantages in treating this kind of injury.

Although divine magic cannot cure the root cause, it is very effective in treating the symptoms and can save lives.

The death toll could have easily doubled, but the Chongxin Corps and captured monks managed to save the lives of the seriously wounded.

"Fortunately, we have equipped them with new mithril plate armor made by the dwarves, otherwise half of these lightly wounded soldiers would have become seriously injured." Although the battle was over long ago, Pettier still felt a sense of fear.

Due to the deliberate blockade of intelligence on the Grand Knight by the Church and the Empire, the Holy Alliance has never had a clear understanding of its strength.

The propaganda of the military chaplains was even more problematic. On the one hand, they exaggerated the power of the clockwork firearms, and on the other hand, they constantly belittled the Grand Knight.

As a result, the monks of the regiment always regarded Lafleur as a degraded version of Prince Conde, and even looked down on him.

When Lavle charged, the Black Champions and the Guards were fine, but the remaining regiments were quickly defeated and won.

Neither the gun cannon nor the plasma bombs worked, and even Horn's battle flag was broken. It was clearly not at the point of collapse, but it collapsed anyway.

In their eyes, these firearms are invincible spiritual totems.

When they look at firearms, they do not regard them as weapons or tools, but rather as the same as the people of Leia look at the Great Knight, which is full of superstition and blind faith.

Thinking of this, Horn couldn't help but smile bitterly. He relied on superstition to gather people's hearts in the past, and now he is still using superstition to fight wars.

Or maybe the army was expanded too rapidly, and old regiments like the Guards and Black Champions performed well. After returning, the first thing to be retrained was this group of military chaplains.

Fortunately, after the flag was cut, the Guards resisted the charge of the Grand Knight and the Order Knights, and killed a large number of Order Knights with holy guns, clockwork cannons and other firearms.

Das made up for his mistake by gathering a large number of defeated troops and reorganizing his forces.

In addition, a group of monks from the regiment forcibly raised the banner of the Holy Alliance, giving the superstitious soldiers new courage.

Horn had just gone to see the flag this afternoon.

Because it was repeatedly damaged by arrows and stray bullets, and even covered with mud, it could no longer be recognized as the Holy Flag of the Pope.

In fact, Horn knew that it didn't matter even if there was no flag on the flagpole.

Even raising a wooden stick doesn’t matter, because what they are really raising is the flag in their hearts.

War is the best tool to strengthen national character. After this battle, there will probably be fewer capitulationists and surrenderists like those in the 18th coup.

"At least after this battle, the superstition about guns, myself, the saints, and the Misera religion can be reduced a lot."

Horn was quite relieved at this point.

There is already a trend within the Holy Alliance to idolize Horn and the Saint.

Idol worship is easy to deal with, but if someone uses idol worship to secretly engage in cults, fraud, or even as a "political weapon," then it will be really troublesome.

Turning his head, Horn whispered to Jhering, "How is Jeanne?"

"She was almost paralyzed. If she hadn't undergone emergency surgery on the spot, Her Highness Jeanne would have been confined to a wheelchair." Yellin handed a medical record to Horn.

"That's great." Hearing that Jeanne was not in danger, Horn breathed a sigh of relief. "Then let her go to the Jeanne d'Arc Girls' School during this time."

Pettier was surprised: "Does Her Highness Jeanne also need transformation?"

Horn looked at Pettier oddly. "What is she trying to change? She just doesn't want to go to school. She always makes excuses saying she's busy with work.

I told her to synchronize the cultural knowledge with the junior high school students first, otherwise what will happen if important departments are assigned to her later?
Not only him, but many people in our government and military have to go back to school."

"You mean, the chief exorcist is going to change positions?"

"Yeah, Jeanne can't just sit there and not do anything, right?" Horn found a tree stump and sat down. "I'm going to let Hakuto be the chief exorcist."

"Mr. Hakuto has a strong and resolute character, and is familiar with military affairs. He will definitely be a good exorcist."

"Let's not talk about this." Horn's expression became stern. "What are the movements of the Leia Army and our army?"

"Most of the Leia army fled, a few surrendered, and about 10,000 people were captured. There were even more civilians, but it's impossible to count." As if he was well prepared, Pettier took out a stack of battle reports from his arms and handed them to Horn one by one.

“…The Black Crown and Wild Wolf Regiments surrounded the village of Onk, and King Jinigis of Leia was in the village.

The defenders numbered less than a thousand, but they included Grand Knight Boardman and many Knights of the Imperial Order, so we did not rush to continue the attack.

However, according to feedback from Lord Jeshka, Jinigis seems to have been sidelined by Boardman.

Bodman tried to negotiate peace with our army, using Ginigis in exchange for his own safety, and withdrew from the Thousand Valley with the remaining Knights of the Order.

"He thinks he still has bargaining chips?" Horn couldn't help laughing.

Pettier leaned over seriously and whispered in Horn's ear.

After a long while, Horn spoke again: "Let's talk. Try to capture a living Jinigis, but the monks who made the blood knights and the knights who killed civilians indiscriminately must stay."

"Yes." Pettier immediately wrote it down in his little notebook.

Horn lowered his head and continued to flip through the battle report.

“…The Holy Alliance cavalry led by Murat had rushed to Kenk Town overnight to recapture the lost territory and prepare to block the reinforcements from Xialu City.

Rudilo believes that Adamburg is no longer at risk of being attacked, and he implores you to let him go into battle.

"This Rudi Luo loves to go into battle recklessly. Staying in Adam Castle has made him sick." Horn smiled and shook his head. "If he wants to fight, let him fight. Leave some troops to guard Adam Castle, and the rest can march into Xialu City."

"What about us Guards and Black Champions?"

"Grit your teeth and keep fighting. After the battle, chase the enemy quickly." Horn raised his head from the battle report, "The entire army will march into Xialu City and capture the illegal Pope Priano alive!"

(End of this chapter)