After a moment, the unknown hillside battlefield was quickly cleaned.

In the end, eight people were killed in the long spear-breaking formation team, and more than ten were injured. There were more people who died in the heavy sword camp, and half of the soldiers stayed here forever, and only a few survived were slightly injured, and almost all the others were seriously injured. Several people were dying and were about to die.

There was not much sadness, it was not that they were cold-blooded. No one here was a new recruit on the battlefield. After many battles, they all looked down on life and death. Seeing that their companions became cold in their warm bodies, they were also sad and angry, but they were more accustomed to enduring and enduring until they burst out when they met a barbarian next time.

The bodies of the sacrificed warriors were naturally unable to be taken away. After digging some tombs behind the hillside, they buried them here on the spot. As for the barbarians, the vultures that roared in the sky were their final destination...

After doing these things, the team merged and returned to the level. Although the Heavy Sword Camp was seriously injured, some of them almost reached their physical limits, because of this, they could only march quickly and return to the level as quickly as possible to receive treatment.

Elter was familiar with this area and suggested that there was a path nearby that could save distance. Frey naturally had no objection, so everyone turned to this rugged path that was not easy to walk on.

"Huhhhh... Thank you for your help! Sorry, I was a little prejudiced to you before, Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After touching his nose, Tang En tried hard to tell it, and then he heard these words of thanks and apologies. He immediately guessed the other party's meaning and shrugged: "You're so kind. It's just a simple task."

"Yes, yes. Your little work, huh... For us, it's a big event that concerns life." Her face was a little pale, and Elter tried hard to express his gratitude.

There were many surviving soldiers in the Hundred Sword Camp, but since they were not dead, they naturally had to be rescued. However, they were lucky and were slightly injured. There was not much problem with walking, but it was not enough to take on another person. This problem was quite difficult. But it was easy to solve, that was to ask the gray-clothed army for help. But Elter was also a little hesitant and worried. After all, his previous attitude was not friendly enough, and there was even a conflict. The other party might not be willing to help...

Originally, I came to rescue with kindness but did not get the thanks and respect I deserved. This would feel depressed if I put it on anyone. And after that, I put most of the soldiers in the ravines and did not participate in the attack. That's right. From my own perspective, it was for the sake of being safe and retaining the power of defensive counterattack. But in the other party's eyes, it may become a timidity to doubt their abilities, or to enjoy their achievements, and not be able to fight side by side.

Just as Elter was worried about gains and losses and trying his best to organize the wording, Frey was very careful. Considering this, he thought about the old feelings of the Thunder Legion and directly did the good people to the end, and took the initiative to let his soldiers cut down some branches and lift the seriously injured people in the heavy sword battalion.

In this way, Elter is now grateful for it.

However, Tang En looked at the other party's body as if it was running, and his body was like a broken water sac, and his wounds were bleeding from all sizes. He shook his head helplessly: "Battleman Elter, it's not too late to say thank you at any time. I think it's more important for you to care about yourself now."

"No, it's okay..." Elter said indifferently, but his pale face and slightly dazed eyes were really not very convincing.

He frowned and said, "Forget it, I think David should take you... Hum?"

Tang En was about to turn around and greet David, but unexpectedly, the team behind him suddenly paused, and more than a dozen soldiers gathered together, all shaking their heads.

"What's wrong?" Frey walked back from the front.

A soldier from the spear camp ran over, looked at Elter beside him, and turned to say, "Battery Commander, there is no more brother from the heavy sword camp."

Elter's face darkened when he heard this. This situation was actually expected. When he set out, more than a dozen soldiers were already dying. To put it bluntly, it is possible to die any time. If they were left on the hill, they might be subjected to a few more minutes, but now they are walking on the rugged path and are bumpy, they will naturally die faster. But now there is no way. If they don't return to the level for treatment as soon as possible, let alone they don't even have a glimmer of life, more people will even die...

Taking a breath, Elter swayed his chest and saluted: "Battleman Commander Frey, please help me dig a grave pit." After nodding with affirmation, he quickly walked towards the dead soldier.

"He's a decisive person!" Frey looked at Elter's back and sighed with admiration.

Tang En nodded silently. Obviously, although Elter was also saddened by the death of his subordinates, he decided to use this somewhat cruel way to deal with the matter quickly for the sake of more soldiers' lives.

Looking around, Frey pointed to the leeward of the low hill beside the road and said to the soldiers who came to report, "Take some brothers to dig a grave pit, hurry!"

"yes!"

This unexpected sudden incident was handled very quickly. Elter stood silently beside the soldier. After a minute, he stroked the other party's eyes that were wide open because of pain, and then picked up his body and walked towards the tomb pit that had just been dug. He did not go through the silent ceremony and buried it directly.

Seeing Elter's eyes coming with a little redness, Frey sighed and waved his hand. Just as he was about to set off, his arm paused and frowned as he looked at the two figures in front of him coming quickly.

Needless to say, it is naturally the scouts acted as members of the gray space. Generally, even if there is no special situation during the army, the scouts will come back to report to their superiors within the specified time.

But the situation is a little different now. It is in a hurry. If there is no special situation, they just need to show their figures on a high place and appear in Frey's sight, but now they are back in a hurry...

It didn't take long to guess, just as Elter walked over, the members of the gray space rushed to the front.

"Battleman Commander Frey, three kilometers ahead, there is a caravan coming here, with a population of about 200."

When Tang En heard this, he raised his eyebrows in shock: "Cargoyle?" This is the battlefield. There are chaos and wars. How could a caravan dare to take the risk of walking here?

"Damn it!" "These treasonous borers!"

Frey and Elter obviously seemed to know something. Their faces sank at the same time, their anger surged, and they cursed.

Looking at Tang En's somewhat puzzled look, Frey explained: "If you guessed correctly, this group of so-called caravans are smuggling the Northern Wilderness... The Northern Wilderness is cold and freezing, the environment is harsh, and it is not suitable for crop growth, and cattle, sheep and animals are not enough to fill their stomachs. It can be said that they are basically in a semi-famine state for many years, so they will occasionally cross the border and come here to grab things."

After a brief pause, he continued, "It is precisely because of this situation that some profit-seeking guys in Bran would smuggle food, cotton coats and other things to make huge profits. It is no exaggeration to say that the reason why the Northern Wilderness has spare energy to attack every year is that their contribution is indispensable! Humph. What they get is profit, and our soldiers have to pay the price of their lives for it!"

Tang En nodded suddenly: "So that's it. Yes, don't you care about Bran?"

"Of course it's in mind! According to the law of the empire, as long as you are caught and smuggled, you will be on the gallows. But the fact is that this situation is still repeated!" Frey shook his head helplessly, "The Northern Wilderness is rich in various precious raw ores, and the benefits are really generous. The gallows cannot stop the greed of smugglers at all. And..."

Looking at Elter, Frey said, "And there are many shadows of nobles. Ordinary merchant groups may be afraid of the law, or they cannot gather these things strictly controlled during the war. But this is not a problem for the nobles. They have relationships to avoid the law to the greatest extent and have the means to get these things together. So as long as they have the courage, smuggling is not a problem for them."

"Take the caravan now as an example, this is a military area, and it has been martial law for war. However, their 200 people, plus cargo and other vehicles, can cross the blockade line and appear here in a swagger. This must be a problem at some point. And this is definitely not just a matter of money. The soldiers on the border may not have such courage. There are many people and mixed people, so it is easy to make mistakes when operating. Only when a certain noble uses relationships to reach cooperation with the officers can this situation happen."

He pinched his chin and nodded to show his understanding. Donn turned to Elter and asked, "Well, there must be someone you caught. What will the soldiers deal with when they encounter these smuggled people?"

Elter was looking at Frey with some surprise. The other party was too clear about the tricks here, just like he had been here before... Hearing this, he licked his chapped lips and replied, "It depends on the situation. If it was normal, even if the soldiers encountered these smuggling people, they would not do anything to them. Well, or they would not dare. Of course, they would also use some money to respect them. Some would accept them, and some would not, but in the end they would basically let them go."

He paused, "But in wars like now, the nobles hidden behind did not dare to do anything. The soldiers had an extra choice, which was to kill all of these smuggling caravans. This was a battlefield, and it was normal to die, and it was difficult to find out. This could not only relieve the hatred in my heart, but also get these smuggled goods. The goods could not be handed over, and the superiors basically didn't care. It was considered a conventional rule and reward for soldiers. Of course, after these goods were exchanged for actual money through the black market, it was best to manage them in all aspects, so as to avoid the troubles that might arise in the future."

"It's still not changed much..." Frey curled his lips and said softly when he heard this.

Elter looked at Frey again, probably in his heart that the other party must have been on the front line.

"What should I do now? Ignore them and pass directly?" Donn looked at Elter and asked. Of course, they are the main ones here, but now Elter is obviously more anxious, so it depends on his opinion.

After pondering for a moment, Elter's eyes flashed sharply and he looked up and asked, "Brother Tangen, Battalion Commander Frey, I know you are very strong and the soldiers are also very good at fighting. Yes, I'll ask, if you do your best, how long will it take to wipe out this smuggling caravan?"

Tang En and Frey looked at each other and raised their eyebrows. Touching their nose, Tang En said, "This depends on the other party's strength... Well, if it is average, it should be solved in a few minutes."

"Generally? How many minutes?" Elter's body shook, a little confused and shocked.

"Our way of attack is a bit strange." After explaining, scratching his head, Tang En said, "For example, your heavy sword battalion... Well, for example, the ordinary Bran Soldiers, if we didn't know about our existence in advance and were attacked by us, it would have been a few minutes."

What is this the general meaning? What joke... Although Tang En reiterated in time, Elter still knew that the other party used his heavy sword camp as the general standard, so he was naturally a little dissatisfied. But now it is not the time to lose his temper. Since Tang En dared to say that, and Frey did not shake his head to object, he must have two tricks...

At this point, Elter hit his palm with a hammer and bowed ninety degrees and gave a big gift: "I'd like to take action. Well, I'd rather waste these few minutes than have hundreds of more barbarian opponents on the battlefield in the future... There is another reason. Many of the brothers died this time, many of them were ordinary soldiers, and their families could not receive much pension. I know where the merchants in the black market of the Passa Level are located. You can take most of the money from these goods, and I'll send the rest back to the fallen brothers. Please!"
Chapter completed!