Chapter 133 The Reason for the Transfer Is Done! (Additional Updates for First 500 Orders)

Chapter 133 The reason for the transfer...a deal! (Additional updates for first 500 orders)

The sound of the drums shook the heaven and the earth, and the soldiers' shouts seemed to be able to collapse the city wall on the spot. Grete stood there dumbfounded, watching the leading knight leap onto the top of the city. With just a sweep of his spear, seven or eight defenders on the top of the city flew high at the same time and fell down from a distance.

This unscientific!

Human strength should not 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. There were also defenders who rushed to fight desperately, but were knocked away by the knights one after another with punches and spears. Another spear struck the tower at the corner of the city. With a crash, half of the tower suddenly collapsed.

"ah!"

Gretel's eyes widened. Is it really possible for a person to destroy a whole building with one spear?

A roar suddenly sounded in the city. A black light burst out from the inside of the city wall and spun around, causing people to flip over in its path. Grete was startled when he saw a warrior rushing out of the city, holding a giant ax and slashing his body. Grete was far away in the military camp, and he felt the light of the ax was cold and cold, as if it was about to cut him on the face.

The knight who was the first to board the city was no match for the giant ax warriors. He only parried and the spear in his hand was broken into two pieces. The two companions beside him were startled. Two spears were stabbed left and right, but he caught one under his ribs. 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, but the other pierced the giant axe warrior's ribs and penetrated deeply.

The remaining people retreated and quickly ran down the ladder. The ladder was immediately lowered, and the giant axe warrior roared, swung his giant ax and jumped down from the top of the city!

"ah!"

Gretel exclaimed. The knights fled in panic, with the giant ax warrior chasing after them, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. There were more than hundreds of ordinary warriors under the city, but no one could stop him for a moment. The giant ax struck and rubbed against each other, and he 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 soldiers under the city had fallen to the ground. It wasn't until several knights from the formation stepped out of the crowd, intercepted the giant ax warrior and started fighting that they stopped him from attacking. 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 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 the knights, otherwise, magic and divine spells must be used. "

Gretel opened his mouth, unable to speak.

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. 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 "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 if even 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 to give the knights more magical assistance.

——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 giant ax warriors in the battle circle shouting and fighting, and at the soldiers charging towards the city wall again. For a moment, he was 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 side can also prevent a few, a 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 speechless. Beside 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!"

Grete turned around and saluted quickly. Elder Heath waved his hand to stop him: "Little Grete, what do you think?"

"This..." Gretel 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 knight's attendants."

Knight squires are no better than knights. Some are from noble families, while others are from common people. 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 and attendants got the news and came to him for help.

Grete made a slight movement. 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 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?

"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. The men assigned to you are at your disposal. 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 some 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!"

Gretel 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.

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