Summoning Total War

The battle lasted less than twenty minutes.

　　 In order to reduce casualties, six hundred mercenaries were divided into two echelons, fighting alternately with ten minutes as the limit, without giving the jackal even a chance to breathe!

　　 The time of real hand-to-hand combat in the Cold Weapons Age will not last a whole day like the Firearms Age!

　　 At least until the battle develops to the point where you only need to pull the trigger, your physical strength is limited, and the time to support high-intensity combat is also quite limited. Here we must despise the people who played guerrilla tactics in ancient times, Nima, who have run weaker legs. Can you bend your bow and shoot arrows, and slash forward with a knife?

　　 Are you looking for death?

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　　 When the sky was stained with red clouds, the battle was over.

　　The soldiers started to make up for the wolves who had not yet died, but the one or two hundred wolves who gave up resistance were strung one by one with a rope by the mercenaries and sent back first by a group of Greek infantry. In addition to these jackals who gave up resistance, there were also about fifty juvenile jackals who were killed one by one after the captives were crushed away!

　　 His own casualties were quickly counted.

　　 Forty-two mercenaries were killed, most of them were wounded. The Greek infantry had no casualties, and about forty people were slightly injured. The general guard injured two horses, but no one was injured. The reason for the small casualties is that this gnoll gathering point does not have too many weapons. Not to mention heavy weapons, these gnolls don’t even have a short sword!

　　 In the last attack on Murphy Town, most of the equipment in the hands of the Jackal was concentrated. After the defeat, even the Jackal would also lose his armor and armor! As a result, there are generally not many weapons to equip the wolves gathering place in the current territory. With claws and fangs alone, these beasts could not cause many casualties to the Greek infantry.

　　 A big victory makes everyone excited!

　　 Of course, what makes them even more excited is the silver coins they can get next.

　　 This victory successfully reversed the contradiction between Murphy Liwei and those mercenaries, and transformed it into respect and worship! These mercenaries finally began to understand why this young lord had such a high reputation in the eyes of town residents!

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　　 The result of this battle did not exceed Murphy's expectations, so he was very calm in his heart, and there was not much excitement at all.

　　 However, the expected casualties were even smaller. He found that these jackals seemed to basically have no powerful weapons. In today's battle, nearly half of the wolves had no weapons!

How is this going?

　　 Did these wolves run out of weapons in the last battle?

　　 These creatures don’t seem to make weapons?

　　 Murphy rode his horse back to the way he came, and the general guard silently guarded him. The infantry had already taken the first step to **** the Jackal slave back. All the mercenaries left now, they will peel off the pelts of those wolves who died in battle. For these slave merchants, they would never give up the benefits they obtained. If it weren't for Murphy's insistence on killing those gnoll cubs, I am afraid they would still want to transport these cubs back to the rear for sale!

　　 I've seen a lot of blood today.

　　 Murphy no longer wants to watch the cruel peeling process. He collected a batch of silver products looted to humans in the Jackal camp as a trophy, and then rewarded them on the spot to the Greek infantry who participated in the battle today. In this battle, he only took half of the gnoll captives. Other income, including fur, etc., was handed over to the slave merchants to distribute by themselves.

　　The trade in towns has become formal, and these additional gains are no longer enough to make Murphy's heart beat.

　　 The focus of his troops today is to give these slave merchants confidence to use their power to contain the wolves scattered within the territory, and to free up time for self-development.

When 　　 returned to the territory, the sky was already dark.

　　 Although he did not personally participate in the battle, Murphy felt very tired after a day of running.

　　 Under the service of the maid, he cleaned up briefly, and then walked towards the large room of the Governor's Mansion. He now wants to lie down on the bed and have a good rest, even squinting. For dinner he is going to let the maid bring in for dinner.

　　 Since the decision to move the town, Murphy has not had a good night's sleep.

　　 Almost every day he got up in the dark, and didn't go to rest until the sky was completely dark.

　　 As a lord, when this all just started, he had to deal with too many things. And there are enemies like Jackals around him, and Murphy has to rack his brains to find a way to guard against these enemies at all times.

　　 Until today, a jackal camp was wiped out, and the slave merchants had learned to cooperate under his strong integration ~www.readwn.com~ He was really relieved.

　　 Murphy was lying on the soft goose down quilt, half squinting her eyes and dozing in a false sleep.

　　 Until he felt a pair of soft little hands press on his back, he was a little awake.

　　 Murphy turned to think of it, but was held down by the little hand on his back.

　　 "Don't move, lie down." The high priest's soft voice came from behind, Murphy relaxed, and his eyes closed again.

　　 The high priest knelt on his body, holding his small hand on the position of his neck bone and collarbone, slightly heavy, but it evoked the soreness between Murphy's fatigue, and for a while, he didn't know whether it was comfortable or sad.

　　 A faint fragrance floated into Murphy's nose. His energy was a little slow, and he raised his hand and patted the person on his back lightly. He whispered, "Take it lightly."

　　According to the words, the force of the high priest's attack is much lighter, but the movements are more frequent.

　　 After the muscles became sore, they started to heat up, just like the feeling of being healed by magical arts that time, the whole person was warm and comfortable.

　　 Murphy's sanity is a little confused. With this warm feeling, he really wants to just fall asleep.

He dazedly felt that the high priest was sitting on his back gently, and then he used his little hand to hold it down from the neck along the spine. The warm feeling became stronger and stronger, spreading from the spine. Come, spread all over the body along the sour muscles!

　　 Murphy finally couldn't maintain his sanity anymore, he arched his head and changed to a more comfortable sleeping position.

　　 took that scent of fragrance into his heart, and then slowly fell asleep...

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