"The decay, these ulcers are from decay, not infection - the potion I made can only delay the disease, so... Jack, I recommend amputation."
Anthony took the linen cloth handed over by Aggie, wiped the blood on his hands, and righted the 'staff' that was about to fall off his waist, after a stern face to the stretcher Jack said so.
Jack after hearing these words, only to feel a rumble in the brain, he grabbed the dirty robe, pale face frozen there. A moment later, he looked at the smiling Ajay next to him and couldn't help but cry out with a wow. While cursing him for gloating and not talking about the friendship between comrades, he angrily rebuked him for not having any compassion either.
"Look at you, Jack. Usually a serious, pious face, in fact, must be lazy in prayer. It's over now, right? You can only lie on the ground and wait for death like those people."
Jack just covered his face and cried, but from the words he muttered under his breath, it seemed that the inability to fight in the future was more difficult for him than the danger to his life.
"Do not worry, eyes open and close, it will pass." Anthony said comfortingly, "Painless guaranteed."
The straight nature of this guy Anthony, the words are naturally sincere, but Jack after hearing, but cried more miserable ...
The same as he cried and moaned around, there are many soldiers. Only the crying is not as bad as Jack. There are still many white and gray robed knights walking around, but the sacred power in them seems to have run out, and they can only keep sighing in the middle of their rounds.
And not far away, there are many people cleaning up the battlefield, picking some of the corpses to the burning pit inside. And except for the tallest figure, few people dared to search for things on the corpses.
And Aggie, their lord, was talking with Baron Garvey nearby. After seeing Aggie look over, he gave him a hard stare, and then looked at the Jack who was covering his face and crying in pain, shook his head, and turned his gaze to it.
"Disperse, don't make trouble here!" A large hand suddenly reached over and carried Aggie to the side. Aggie looked back, immediately made a face, then scowled and ran to the side.
And Anthony on the side, after seeing the stout body figure, also suddenly face ugly to pack up things, without saying a word to go to the other stretcher.
"Bah! Useless witch doctor!"
Sister Stia spat into her palm and lifted up her sleeve. With one hand, she pushed Jack, who was sitting on the stretcher, and then, amidst his cries, roughly stripped down his pants.
...
"Thanks to these priests of yours in time, otherwise these brave children, I'm afraid, will not be able to return alive again." Baron Garvey looked at those busy white-robed and gray-robed priests and could not help but sigh once again.
This young Lord Bishop, led by the ministry can be really quite a lot, just the number of this priest group, it can support five hundred people.
However, some soldiers with poor physique, I'm afraid that it is still difficult to escape the fate of amputation.
"This blasphemous power is more difficult to deal with than I imagined. If we don't get effective treatment, I'm afraid that in addition to amputation, we will definitely die... These soldiers who have returned to the battlefield are indeed very brave."
George did not consider his own statement a compliment. Because what he saw was more clear and intuitive than anyone else.
The minions of these ancient gods seemed to have an invisible force field that could transmit their pain, directly into the human mind. Often, before they come into contact with them, they will be deeply affected. The weak-minded will even go straight into madness.
And they also have a strong corrupting power, which is a terrible dark energy, without special training, or the case of such items as the water of hope, after contact, the body will fester and die in less than a day - and many people are afraid that before the body festered, will be transformed into a monster in the madness!
If you do not have the determination to die, will not dare to pick up weapons, face these monsters.
However, George is found that the ability to resist the darkness, although it can not affect the 'mind will', but the water of hope seems to be able to ease the spread of despair in people's hearts. And if the will of the partner around is strong enough and reliable, the spread of that negative emotion will also be somewhat curbed. Conversely, if those around you are in despair, then even those with a strong will will be greatly affected.
In addition to the water of hope, sunlight also seems to be able to stop the spread of this power of despair...
''This is still just some little monster transformed from a demon, and it's so difficult to deal with. If that story descends someday..." George secretly shook his head, not daring to think about it any more.
Next to Baron Garvey, after hearing his compliment, there was a trace of bitterness in his eyes.
George, after seeing his expression, suddenly read his meaning - if not for a mouthful of rice, who would face these things with courage alone?
''This guy is really good at acting crying poor, if I wasn't also poor as hell, it's possible that I would really have compassion.''
The words in George's heart are actually more than a little bit of the meaning of crying poverty. After all, the situation of the shelter, can be much richer than these lords outside. Even if you take out a large part of it, it is still a big tycoon.
But compared to the lack of food, the shelter of the food is simply a drop in the bucket.
After releasing, not only can not solve the problem, it may be the lord himself stored ... And if a release of less, then he, the bishop, I'm afraid to cause the entire diocese of people questioned.
Moreover, in such a period, there must be a safe area to store more grain - who knows if there will be no harvest next year? And George thought that if all the people in the valley were going to starve to death, only a small number of them would be left, surely the people of the shelter would be first.
'These people are brave and capable. But the people of the shelter are braver and more diligent than they are...''
What George said next was the next thought in his mind: ''As I said, those who are capable should get better things only... Lord Garvey, the distribution of resources will be 'reasonably' distributed according to the needs of each territory."
The food in the shelter he could not spare. But there was plenty of wild wheat in the south.
George felt that, for the moment, not to mention the manor. With the minimum strategic objectives, grabbing some wild wheat, is no problem.
And the cake as long as it is big, how to share everyone will not argue.
Garvey is very good at crying poor, but George is also very good at drawing big pies. So this 'promise' in George's mouth, he considered the next.
But this old fox, but played a new calculation to.
"Lord Bishop, two days later is the day of the assembly of the army. For the next battle arrangements, what are your plans?" He did not continue to cry poverty and ask for benefits directly. Instead, he brought up the matter: "But to be honest, I believe everyone will come, but I don't know how many people will give their all..."
These things, the Blasphemers, everyone already knew how terrifying they were. So from the beginning, everyone knew that these things, were not something that they, a group of mortal folk with country lords, could deal with.
So to face these people, I'm afraid we can only rely on a thigh to do.
And since there is a thigh, why do we need to bring out all of our family...
However, Baron Garvey today is not only seen these profane, leading the horror of the tide of corpses. He also witnessed the power of these paladins.
All beyond his imagination.
Especially the 'real power' of this 'Archbishop' ...
This was only forty or so people, and they were so strong. Then after the vanguard of those who are all out, what kind of scene will it be?
This made him double his confidence, and he believed that since the bishop was so confident, he didn't have to worry too much in the next battle.
As for who made the last effort and who cheated, there will naturally be cake with the board.
George was also thinking about it.
Indeed, now I'm afraid that the entire Black Pearl Valley, can deal with these things, it seems to be these forty or so people. But with these forty people alone, can not resist all the monsters.
If everyone is not coming, then what can be done...