After giving the order to "repay troops", Davers turned around and headed for the Syracuse camp.

Along the way, there were corpses and wailing wounded soldiers. Their blood gathered into thin streams, flowing into the sea, dyeing the coastline red. When smelling the breath of death, groups of crows flew in fresh flesh and blood. When they saw people coming, they didn't hide, but just shouted "rattle". Under the blood light of the setting sun, the indescribable weirdness and desolation of the battlefield everywhere made Davers feel excited by victory.

When I first arrived at the camp in Syracuse, there were many wounded soldiers in the Dionysia, who were all injured in the pursuit. During the battle, the wounded soldiers were rushed to the medical camp of the Dionysia camp on the north bank of the Neto River. The wounded soldiers in the camp in Syracuse were treated by doctors from Asprestum, but there was obviously insufficient manpower, so many wounded soldiers could only lie down and wait, so they were quite resentful.

Seeing this, Davers immediately dismounted and strode over.

"His Majesty?!"

"It's His Majesty Davers!"

"His Majesty!!"

"Mr. Davers!!"

...

As soon as Davers approached, the wounded soldiers cheered with excitement.

"Warriors, I'm here to heal your injuries." Davers pressed his hands slightly and said with a gentle expression: "Please wait patiently, you will all be treated and will be cured soon!"

"It is the favor of the gods to be able to get your treatment from you! Don't worry, we will not say a word and will not interfere with your treatment!" A wounded soldier said loudly.

"It's right! We'll all be quiet!" the other wounded soldiers said in agreement.

Davers saw that the spoken soldier was familiar with his appearance, so he asked, "What's your name?"

"Tapirus, your majesty. I am the supervisor of the Kristoya Restaurant in Turiyi. This time I was recruited into the Spear Team and served as the company captain." The wounded answered fluently. It turned out that after Davers gave the order to pursue, the soldiers of the Spear Team were inconvenient to run, and they also threw away their weapons like the enemy. They were not wearing armor at all, so they naturally ran lightly, which really made them capture many defeated soldiers. But Tapirus was not lucky. The wounded soldiers he chased after were fierce and refused to surrender. Instead, they pulled out the saber hanging from their waists and injured his thighs. If the soldiers under his command had not rushed forward and beat the enemy down, he would have gone to the underworld.

"Oh, I know you." Davers remembered that he had seen this person in his house, so he went up to check his wounds.

Davers not only had theoretical knowledge on treating diseases and trauma. During the six-month battle in Persia, when medical staff were insufficient, he often went to help, so he was very experienced in treating trauma. Even the guards around him heard and witnessed it, he was very familiar with the materials and steps of healing. Just when Davers was treating, Martius had already begun to instruct his men to find pottery pots to boil water, find fabrics, cut down trees, and make wooden boards.

The sharp Greek saber cut a deep visible bone-like hole in Tapirus's left thigh, making it bloody and bloody.

The doctor asked Tapirus to endure the pain, lifted his left leg and flexed his legs, then reached out and pressed it around the wound, and then said with a smile: "Tapirus, it seems that Hades is really favoring you. Although your wound is big, it does not hurt the major artery, nor does it cut off the tendons and bones. Therefore, it is not a big trauma, and you will be healed soon."

Although he couldn't understand the medical terms Davers said, the news made Tapirus very happy, and he repeatedly expressed his gratitude to Davers.

Davers stood up and told Martius, "After the water boils, clean up his wounds and bandage them..."

Martius nodded to show his understanding.

Davers walked to a wounded soldier who screamed the most because of pain. He squatted down: This was a young Bruty soldier. He looked pale and his eyes looked at Davers a little cramped. Since the wounded soldiers agreed to keep quiet, he gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word, but his face was covered with sweat. His right shoulder was drooping abnormally, and his right calf bent to the outside. He stroked his right shoulder with one hand and touched his feet with the other, his body was hunched over, and his expression was painful...

It turned out that he was too excited when chasing the enemy. When crossing the Tachinadi River, he did not slow down. As a result, he fell on the bank of the river and landed on the ground with his right shoulder first, causing dislocation. The comrades behind him had no time to dodge and stepped on his right calf without retracting force, causing a fracture.

Davers put his hand on his right shoulder, and the wounded trembled.

"What's your name? Where did you come from? Which legion?" Davers asked softly.

"Mu...Mukelu, living in Kosenza, and passed by... General Hironimus... came here..." The wounded soldier endured the pain and stammered. Although his voice was a bit weird, he could be considered fluent in the Brutis. He seemed to feel embarrassed that he was not a soldier in the Legion and emphasized again: "But my father is a company captain of the Fifth... Fifth Legion!"

"Oh, you and your father are good citizens of the Alliance!" Davers praised sincerely, knowing that living in Cosenza means that the soldier's family has left the tribe and become the real citizen of the Alliance.

"But... but when I got here, I realized... I realized that my father had already died in Siliting... in Siliting..." Perhaps Davers' gentle eyes infected him, Mukru said what he had been holding in his heart for the past few days, and tears finally burst out from his eyes.

Davers' mood became a little heavy because of this. He comforted softly: "Muklu, you have not lost your father. He has turned into a heroic spirit and went to the carefree Elysee Paradise. From now on, when the Hades celebration is held every year, you go to the Valhalla Temple in Cosenza to worship him. Maybe he will meet you in your dream..."

"Is this true?" Mukru's eyes lit up when he heard this, as if he had forgotten the pain, and just looked at Davers with hope.

"Of course it's true!" Davers comforted him, while taking advantage of his happiness and relaxing, he used his hands to force his hands.

Mukru's scream of "Ah!" was startled by everyone around him.

"Okay, your right arm can move, but in the past two days, you can't use force with your right hand!" Davers instructed.

Mukru turned his right shoulder in surprise and nodded repeatedly.

"Raise your right foot a little and let me see." Davers said again.

"Your Majesty, can my feet be well?!" Mukru immediately did as he did, and asked in anticipation and uneasy.

Davers did not answer him immediately, and carefully looked at Mukru's right calf. Although it was extremely bent, the blood stasis under the skin was not serious, and there was no obvious hematoma. He should not have hurt the blood vessels. He reached out to his calf and pressed it carefully.

Out of extreme trust in Davers, Mukrule endured the severe pain and did not say a word.

After investigation, Davers confirmed that except for the broken bones in Mukru's right calf, there were no large fragments and the tendon ruptured, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with certainty: "Don't worry, after treatment, you only need to recuperate for three months, and your calf will be as good as before!"

Mukru finally smiled, and he sincerely thanked: "Your Majesty, thank you very much, very much!"

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When Agashia got the news and called several doctors from Asprestum City, Davers had already treated more than a dozen wounded soldiers. With these doctors taking over, he did not continue to treat them. Instead, he talked to Agashia about important matters: "This camp in Syracuse cannot accommodate all the legion soldiers camping here. Tonight, 20,000 to 30,000 people need to rest in Asprestum City, especially these wounded soldiers!"

"Your Majesty, I have asked the people from the City Hall to arrange this matter again, there is no problem at all!" Garcia's answer made Davers look at him in surprise: being able to see the problem and actively solve the problem is the quality of an excellent government official. Unexpectedly, Aggarcia, who has been out for the past few years, has been trained.

Looking at Agarcia's somewhat old face (in fact, he is only 40 years old), Davers couldn't help but feel a little moved when he didn't know if he had come out of the troubles at the beginning.

At this time, it was already a little dark. The chasing soldiers returned to the camp in Syracuse one after another and began to rebuild a large number of tents abandoned by the defeated soldiers. Bonfires were lit everywhere, and the entire camp became bustling...

The prisoners of Syracuse were also following the soldiers back to the camp. According to the previous practice, they were stripped of their armor and clothes, exposed naked to the late winter evening, and even on the beach, they were trembling with cold. The soldiers in charge of the escort had no sympathy for them. Once they walked slowly or were disobedient, they stabbed them with guns, which kept screaming.

The soldiers watching just laughed and even cursed the prisoners.

Davers did not stop the soldiers' actions. He knew that from the time the Syracuse army landed in Greece to today, there were no less than 10,000 soldiers and people who died at the hands of the Syracuse people, especially the cities of Asprestum and Crimesa, there were almost ruins outside the cities of Asprestum and Crimesa. The soldiers needed a channel to vent their anger. Moreover, compared with the seriously wounded soldiers of Syracuse who kept wailing but ignored them on the way back to Silituses, and finally closed their eyes and waited for death, these prisoners were already lucky.

Davers thought for a while and said, "Agarcia, you will temporarily release Asprostum's political affairs tomorrow and be responsible for taking these prisoners back to Turiy."
Chapter completed!