Mount and Blade

"Boss, mount your horse quickly, the army is about to assemble!"

Bazsuo drove his horse to the river. The tension of the war had reached its extreme, and there was no chance to relax his nerves.

"Oh! Here we come."

Green finally took a splash of cool river water and put on his helmet again, got on his horse and followed Baziso back to the team.

............

night.

The fighting during the day has ended, and the so-called advantage of Midland's upper class has disappeared. Under the leadership of Judah's strongest knight Persgaard, Midland's cavalry regiment has been killed and is gradually at a disadvantage, and Midland's cavalry regiment is unknown. Is there anyone in Lan who can turn this situation around?

"Hiss" "Hiss"

Green used his mouth to tear the relatively clean clothing into strips of cloth. The wounds had been smeared with brown powder, which is the spores of the giant puffball. This fungus is very common in the Ledoin plains and jungles, because of its Puffballs are also called horse manure buns due to their round shape. Summer and autumn are the best times for puffballs to mature. They are a common hemostatic drug and food ingredient. They are also a good filling in the era of lack of seasonings.

It’s just that for some reason, not many people know that the spores of this mushroom can stop bleeding, but that’s right. In an era when knowledge was lacking, this kind of medical method that can stop bleeding was secretly hidden by nobles and businessmen, right? After all, Green also learned about it in Pence's library, and Seranti taught him to identify various herbs to stop bleeding.

"What is this powder?"

Bazisuo also applied brown powder to his wound and simply bandaged it. The two of them had not stopped fighting since they followed the White Dragon Knights on the plains.

"It's the big mushroom I picked in the sand in the forest before. It has mature spores and is very effective in stopping bleeding. I heard the old people at home say it before."

"I see, the boss knows a lot of herbal medicines. No wonder he heals so quickly every time. If he is free in the future... he can open a herbal shop and establish a foothold in Midland just by virtue of its ability to quickly stop bleeding, right? "

Bazisuo, who was once a nobleman and did business with his family, revealed the business opportunities in this era with one word. In a war-torn land, what soldiers lack most is medicine that can quickly stop bleeding and heal. Too many soldiers have lost their lives, but medicine is not an ordinary luxury. If a cheap hemostatic drug can be popular on one side to achieve the purpose of quickly healing the wounded, it will also be a rare combat power.

"...You have a point."

While chatting, Green tied up his right arm and backpack. If there was no way to sew it up, it would be better to do it slowly. The rest could only rely on the powerful healing power given to him by the system. Green could no longer believe that Ba Zisuo's sewing work almost hurt him to death. It was more painful than being stabbed several times!

Of course, it was just an exaggerated expression. After all, Baziso had tried his best to do as Green said, but his fat hands were just too clumsy.

As for the future? Although he is not very willing to do those dirty things under Cady, Green will not act rashly without absolute strength. It is absolutely easy for this man to kill himself. His methods, until now, Green I haven’t seen them all, but But his moves are ruthless, and they always make the undercurrent inside Midland surge. The seeds of suspicion have been sown. This can be seen from the fact that Laban was removed as the commander-in-chief. The intrigues among the nobles are even worse, and the back and forth Moving around more frequently is undoubtedly a sign of contempt for the royal power.

"tread"

Footsteps quickly approached Green and Baziso's tent, and lifted the tent's curtain.

"Boy, Master William asked you to go to him. He is over the hill."

It's Best. As Cady's attendant, his skills as an assassin cannot be fully utilized. No matter how flexible he is on the battlefield, he can't avoid getting injured. In addition, he has to do some unknown tasks for Cady at night. The sunken eye sockets make the whole person look thinner.

"Oh well."

It was Cady again. Green's instinct told him that nothing good would happen this time. It was too hot in the summer, so Green simply shook the dust off his pants and went out.

"Hey, Bess, your page boy was called by the knight again?"

"Ah, well, my master wants to give him some tips."

"Haha, it's not easy..."

The surrounding attendants greeted Best. Obviously, the movement above also brought about interactions with the attendants under his command. After all, they had all been in the White Dragon Knights for a long time.

Green followed Best's footsteps to a secluded hill. Cady had been waiting for a long time and didn't know what kind of mission this time would be.

"...What happened this time?"

Green didn't want to be alone with the two men, so he asked straight to the point.

"... Regarding tomorrow's war, the White Dragon Knights and the reinforcements led by Shet... and the successors of Erda Fortress..."

Cady spoke slowly, but the bloody method of eradicating the roots made Green once again refresh his understanding of the ruthless methods of the man in front of him.

"Don't worry, Joda has arranged a famous killer group to assist us this time."

"...Understood."

............

Green returned to the tent, and his hands and feet felt a little cold unconsciously. This man was indeed capable of all kinds of crazy things! !

Damn bastard! He didn't even consider the life and death of himself and Bazso. If he had a chance to survive the battlefield this time, he would definitely take Bazso with him to escape.

"What's wrong, Boss?"

Bazso saw the dark clouds on Green's face. It was a pity that it was not yet late at night, but it was almost time to rest.

"Nothing, let's put out the campfire first. Take this. Maybe it will be useful tomorrow."

Green threw a piece of red cloth to Bazso. Under the red cloth was a button nail. You can tell what it is used for at a glance.

Green lay directly on the straw mat. He was a little depressed. Although he would not die on the battlefield, the pain would not decrease. No one knew what kind of accident would happen in the middle.

Bazso saw this and instantly understood what Green meant. After all, the two had cooperated many times, and now was not the time to talk.

It was late at night. Besides the occasional footsteps of the patrol outside the camp, the chirping of summer cicadas and crickets echoed in his ears. Bazso was a little drowsy.

"Bazso."

"Hmm?"

Green kicked the drowsy Bazso, and Bazso woke up a little.

"Tomorrow... remember to take care of yourself on the battlefield, and... follow me closely." Green whispered to Bazso about tomorrow's plan when the patrol was not near the tent. There was going to be a fierce battle.