Chapter 132: The reason for the transfer is made! (500
The sound of the drums shook the earth, and the shouts of the soldiers seemed to be able to collapse the city wall on the spot. Gretel stood there dumbfounded, watching the leading knight leap to the top of the city, and just swiped the spear in his hand, and seven people on the city top were struck.
The eight defenders flew high at the same time and crashed down from a distance.
This unscientific!
Human strength shouldn't be so great. Bones, muscles, cardiovascular and internal organs cannot withstand such a large explosive force! And don't think he didn't see it. Several defenders were not hit by spears at all!
Some defenders retreated one after another. Some defenders rushed forward desperately to fight, but they were punched one by one by the knight and several speared by the knight. They were knocked away one after another. There was even a spear that was swept on the tower at the corner of the city. With a crash, the tower suddenly collapsed.
Half of it.
"ah!"
Gretel's eyes widened. He swept down the whole floor with a spear. Is this really something a human can do?
A roar suddenly rang out in the city. A black light burst out from the inside of the city wall and spun around, causing everyone in its path to flip over. Gretel was startled and saw a warrior rushing out of the city, holding a giant ax and slashing his body.
Even when Grete was far away in the military camp, he felt the light of the ax was so sharp and cold, as if it was about to cut him on the face.
The knight who was the first to board the city was not the enemy of the giant ax warriors. He only parried for a moment, but the spear in his hand was broken into two pieces. The two companions beside him were shocked, and the two spears stabbed each other left and right.
, but he clamped one under his ribs, and using his waist as an axis, he picked up the ax and rotated it sideways.
The cold light roared, and the knight on the left was unable to dodge. The ax passed by his waist and was broken into two pieces. At this moment, two more spears were stabbed. One missed, and the other pierced the giant ax warrior's ribs.
time, deeply immersed.
The remaining people retreated, stepped on the ladder, and ran down quickly. The ladder was immediately lowered, and with a roar, the giant ax warrior actually picked up the giant ax and jumped from the top of the city!
"ah!"
Gretel exclaimed. The knights ran away in panic, and the giant ax warrior followed closely behind him, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep. There were more than hundreds of ordinary warriors under the city, but no one could stop him for a moment. The giant axe
Fighting against death, brushing against death, they saw a wave of blood plowing through the crowd, heading straight for their formation!
In just a few moments of chasing and escaping, the ordinary warriors below the city had fallen to the ground in confusion. It was not until several knights from the formation came out, intercepted the giant axe warrior and started fighting, that they stopped his attack.
Ordinary soldiers gathered in a circle from a distance, with spears like a forest and steel shields like a wall, but no one dared to step forward.
"This is the power of knights." At this time, Elder Erwin patted Gretel on the shoulder and said meaningfully:
"A level 5 knight, after undergoing a qualitative transformation of his body, can at least resist the siege of 3 level 4 warriors and kill one of them. Or, he can break through the siege of 5 to 10 level 4 warriors without any injuries.
The higher-level knights are more powerful, and only knights of the same level can deal with knights, otherwise, magic and divine spells must be used."
Gretel opened his mouth but was speechless.
He didn't have a very intuitive understanding of the power of knights - since time travel, he had only seen the combat power of Roman knights from Necromancer Linn, and in addition, he had witnessed a confrontation between city guard knights.
Questions such as how many ordinary warriors can a knight defeat, or how many of them can he defeat...
Gretel has no more accurate concept other than "he must be much better than me".
He looked at the battle group in the distance, thoughtfully. Elder Erwin continued:
"Every casualty of a knight is a great loss. If one more knight can be rescued, or even if a little more healing power can be saved when he is rescued, they can recover better.
If people can be saved with low-level healing spells, then high-level priests can appear on the battlefield, allowing knights to receive more divine support.
——The more powerful the knights are, the fewer casualties there will be for ordinary warriors."
This is also to save people, or to save the lives of more ordinary soldiers. Elder Erwin did not say these words, but Gretel understood what he meant. He pursed his lips slightly and looked at the big men in the battle circle.
The giant ax warriors who were fighting fiercely looked at the soldiers charging towards the city wall again. For a moment, they were speechless.
In this world, the lives of knights and ordinary soldiers are not equally weighted on the scale. Treating a knight and retaining a high-end combat power for one's own side can also prevent a few, dozen or dozens of soldiers from dying in vain. However,
,However……
Even so, is this the reason to prioritize treating the knight?
There are so many healers serving the knights, do you really need one more of me?
Is it really necessary to take away the only healer from ordinary soldiers?
There is also the oath that I have always adhered to - to treat all patients equally, regardless of rich or poor, regardless of high or low, regardless of nationality, race, gender or any other differences...
Do I really want to violate this oath and use status and combat prowess—rather than the criticality of the injury—as the priority criteria for treatment?
Gretel was silent. Next to him, Elder Erwin watched his changing expression, neither persuading him again nor urging him. In the silence, a thin but powerful hand suddenly touched Gretel's shoulder.
"Elder Hiss!"
Gretel turned around and saluted quickly. Elder Heath waved his hand to stop him: "Little Gretel, what do you think?"
"This..." Grete hesitated. Before he gave the answer, Elder Heath had already curled his eyes and said with a smile:
"Don't rush to answer. Listen to my arrangements. First, you will be transferred to the main camp of the county and lead a group of people responsible for treating the knights' servants."
Knights' squires are no better than knights. Some are from noble families, and some are also commoners. Whether they are injured or not depends on the priest's mood - or how much money is given to the priest. In the past two days, quite a few knights' squires have received news.
, I came to him for help.
Grete made the slightest move. Elder Heath immediately hit the snake and put it on the stick:
"If a large number of knights are injured at once and they are overwhelmed, you can try to lend a hand. Is that okay?"
That must be no problem! Grete nodded immediately. As a doctor and an emergency physician, how could he not save someone who died?
"Then, ordinary soldiers will be sent to you when they are injured. As long as you can free up your hands, you can treat them as you like. You can do whatever you want with the men assigned to you. As long as the remaining spells are not less than one-fifth, you can
Ask them to treat ordinary soldiers, and they have to listen to you."
This is good. I can continue to treat ordinary soldiers and have more helpers. The more Gretel listened, the brighter his eyes became. Elder Heath observed his words and delivered a decisive blow:
"In addition, I will give you an extra quota of two bottles of potion for treating minor injuries, ten bottles of holy water, and one bottle of primary energy potion a day. How about that?"
"make a deal!"
Grete blurted out.
Almost at the same time, cheers shook the battlefield, and the opponent's flags on the city walls slowly fell down one by one.