() Victory!

I'm the winner of his [mom]!

This is not a virtual victory of killing the CPU out of Xiang by simply clicking the mouse on the computer, but a real victory after a collision between iron and blood. This is my first victory and my virgin victory!

Looking at the blood flowing all over the ground, it turns out that it hurts very much for the first time. I think the surviving Poles will still remember today until they die in this life!

But this victory is really not worth mentioning.

There are more Poles than mine, but my soldiers are sharper than Poles, and their quality is more than one level. They are better at weapons and equipment. They were stunned by the two gun roars. They didn’t even have cavalry. Not only did I have them, but I also can be regarded as the best cavalry in the world today. It’s a bit difficult to lose with my lineup. Even if I set up a medieval camp, I can torture those Polish guys to death.

However, if you win, you win. The life-and-death Poles paid the price for their arrogance.

The escaped people were everywhere, but they were delusional to run across the horse with two legs, even if Liu Xiang ran out of the air, they could not do it. Then they were captured. I don't expect these people to pay the ransom, but they have a better value than paying the ransom.

Taking over the prisoners gathered from the battlefield and driving them to Ri Tomir, I gave Ri Tomir two choices.

First, surrender and give up the city, I will let them move away what they can move away and hold their own property. Second, continue to resist. If that happens, I will kill all the prisoners and then kill them into the city, and then leave no one behind.

Most of the men in the city are here, and the rest are old, weak, women and children. If you kill all the prisoners and then kill them into the city, climbing the city walls that are only three or four meters high and dealing with a group of old, weak, women and children is not a problem at all. So, I gave Ri Tomir a chance to survive in disguise.

Ri Tomir's people were only forced to overreact by the group of Polish landlords in the south and rebelled, not stupid. When their relatives were threatened and we put them on the steel knives, Ri Tomir quickly chose to compromise, which made me feel relieved.

The residents of the city had only half a day to take away everything they could take away, and sent a battalion of infantry and hunting cavalry to watch over the prisoners and their families. We went into the city to set fire to this city, which was quite famous in the north.

The moment the fire lit up, there were sorrows everywhere.

Through the fire, camped by the river beside the city, and one of the few cottages became my room.

I am now covered in the smell of blood and sweat. It would be the best thing to clean it up, but the tight time can only make me hastily wet my hand towel with cold water and wipe it on my face randomly.

In the small wooden hut with air leakage on the roof, I issued an order to place prisoners, wounded men, cook fire, and get hot water to the battalion-level officers. Then the guards came in and cleaned up the small wooden hut with unknown use. Asathasin, who had no trace, had not seen anyone for most of the day. As soon as he appeared, he followed a huge wooden basin and placed the wooden basin in the small wooden hut.

"Where did you just go?" I asked subconsciously.

Asathin was very resentful: "It's not you, you can't live in a city house, but you'll have to burn it. I had to go in and rescue this big wooden barrel."

“….”

In the evening, after the army set up camp, it immediately started to burn hot water, and the big buckets of hot water were raised. The soldiers on shifts walked into a curtain to clean it. After a battle, they were covered in filth and were cleaned. This was the best enjoyment.

On the side of the camp, we set up a large pot and cooked dinner.

Seeing the captives and their families crying in the cold wind, I asked the soldiers to take out enough food for those people, anyway, these things belong to the Poles. If they are gone, they will rob Poland again.

At present, there is a difficult problem in front of me.

How to deal with prisoners? It is difficult to deal with Tomil, the prisoners and their families.

I didn't have any extra people to escort them south, but let them go south by themselves, which was like a whim.

I calmed down and thought carefully. Keeping these people was always a restless factor. If we were to take them, our marching speed would be dragged down. If we didn't, who knew what these people would do, the safest and fastest and most convenient way, just as Felletlia said, killing them with one knife will end all the time.

However, these are thousands of people. If they were all men and Poles this morning, I would have drawn my sword without vaguely. But as Felletlia said, there are many elderly people, children, and women. I didn’t want to hurt them to do this when I persuaded them to surrender at noon today.

You know, if thousands of people were killed in one go, only Stalin's bearded and moustache could do it. I, a rookie who had just been tortured by a garbage soldier on the battlefield for the first time, was not so crazy.

After thinking hard for the middle of the night, I decided to cut off all the thumbs of the man's right hand, and then take these people on the road, pass by the obedient and cooperative village, reward some of the prisoners as rewards, and then let their families follow the prisoners. What happened afterwards was nothing to do with me. Although I have seen the birth of countless human cups and blood, as the winner, my punishment for Ri Tomir was very light, but the lighter thing was our casualties.

After dinner, the result of this battle came out.

Two thousand three hundred people fought against the enemy, nearly 4,500, killed more than 1,000 enemies, captured nearly 3,000, and eventually injured forty-three soldiers and eleven died. I was satisfied with the effect of crushing the garbage rebels with absolute superior forces in computer games. But sometimes I couldn't help but wonder, if I started with the breastplate cavalry, followed by the hunting cavalry and then the infantry followed up with the expansion of the results, would it be the same?

It seems that no matter how you think about it, the casualties of the cavalry may be a bit large, and the two strikes of the two strikes have completely played out our long-range advantages. If you just use cavalry attacks, it is not a good idea to think about it. Speaking of long-range strikes, I kind of want to reappear the scene after two strikes. What if I choose to load ammunition and queule it again?

Either the Poles are scared and frightened, or they will look back in panic, cross twenty meters, and give us a wake-up call when we load ammunition. That should be very painful, and even if we can only rely on cavalry to save the field. The last phenomenon may be that during the time we load ammunition, the Poles are waiting for us to come again like idiots. If so, without the cavalry charge, they will run away first and we will easily win a complete victory.

"Although it's a bad thing to disturb your thinking, I have to take the liberty to ask, "Where are you going to sit one night?" Asathan's faint voice sounded from behind. "If you were going to sit there one night, I wouldn't mind, but you don't think it would be better to take a comfortable hot shower?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"It's too late to say it now?"

After a while, the guard outside came in with hot water and filled the large wooden barrel with water, and used a large blanket to pass through the rope and hang it on the wall as a screen.

In this small space where only one large wooden barrel can be accommodated, I have my boots, foot bindings and socks to protect the temperature of my foot.

Taking off my red robe, outer shirt, and white wool-lined shirt, my upper body was empty, Asassin took the clothes, hung them on the wall, and went out to get the clothes they had changed.

It was my turn to pants, and I noticed a question as soon as I unbuttoned it: "Why are you still here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Asassin asked back.

"I'm bathing." I subconsciously said, I may not be a little used to being naked in front of others.

"I have even touched your body, but I haven't seen it. What's so embarrassed about it?" Asassin disagreed.

"You were also naked at that time." I naturally thought of the bathroom in Odessa.

"You mean, if I take off all my clothes, you will have no problem? But, you should know, it's very cold outside. I don't want to stand beside me naked and get cold. You won't treat me like that!" Asassin's voice was ambiguous.

"So, can you invite you to the bath together?"

"Can I say no?"

"What do you think?"
Chapter completed!