[Quick Wear] Daily Cleansing of Trash

Chapter 434: Fighting Village Wars, I am a Professional 3

The knights' eyes were bloodshot, and the soldiers subconsciously stopped dancing their arms.

Some people even closed their eyes, unable to bear watching their king die on his horse.

Knight Commander Cecil gritted his teeth, exerted force on his feet, and wanted to rush over to protect Leopold under him.

He is the son of the previous Knight Commander of the Kingdom of Ampula. He grew up with Leopold and they are like brothers.

In the original plot, it was Cecil's life-saving defense that saved Leopold from the horse's hooves.

The price was Cecil's life and Leopold's leg.

With his horse's hooves raised high, King Kangman showed a grim smile of confidence on his face and shouted, "Go to hell!"

At the critical moment, an arrow flew through the air and pierced the horse's neck.

The huge impact force directly knocked the horse backwards.

King Kangman, who was sitting on his horse, was caught off guard and fell to the ground with his horse, raising a cloud of dust.

The entire battlefield fell silent in an instant, and everyone looked in the direction from which the arrow came.

"Da da da!"

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and Nancy, dressed in riding clothes and looking heroic, appeared in front of everyone.

The inky black hair shone in the sunlight, creating a subtle halo.

The black eyes looked at everyone, as if containing endless magic power.

Black hair and black eyes...

Some soldiers couldn't help but murmur: "Oh my God..."

Nancy handed the bow and arrow to Knight Karen beside her, drew the long sword from her waist, pulled the reins, and rushed to the battlefield quickly.

King Conman was badly knocked down and struggled to get up from the ground. Before he could stand firm, Nancy's sword had arrived.

King Kangman is indeed a warrior who has experienced many battles. Even in this situation, he still remembers to raise his sword to block.

"Qiang~"

The long sword in King Kangman's hand was knocked away, and then he felt a chill on his neck. His vision suddenly rose, and after the sky and the earth spun, he fell into darkness.

Nancy placed King Conman's head on a sword, raised it above her head, and shouted, "Antoine Lytton is dead. Surrender and you will not be killed!"

The King of Cornwall was named Antoine Lytton and his son was Len Lytton.

Karen and Font came to their senses and started shouting together: "Antoine Litton is dead, surrender and you won't be killed!"

"Antoine Lytton is dead, surrender and no one will be killed!"

"Antoine Lytton is dead, surrender and no one will be killed!"

All the Ampra people shouted, their tone excited and their faces full of excitement.

Nancy, who knew that it was better to capture the leader first, sat on her horse and looked down at the soldiers of the Common Kingdom: "Surrender, and I can spare your lives!"

With their king killed, the people of Kangman were leaderless. They dropped their weapons and squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads.

Leopold stood up with the help of Cecil. He looked at Nancy sitting majestically on her horse and the soldiers cheering around her, and suddenly he felt like crying.

The next step was to clean up the battlefield, and Nancy gave orders in an orderly manner.

The soldiers, who were originally like a pile of scattered sand, began to move, some dragging corpses, some digging pits, and some tying people up.

Nancy stood by, watching the scene and sighed.

It's really hard to say what to say when a fight between two villages turns out like this.

Yes, in Nancy's opinion, Ampula and Kangman are just two larger villages.

Or maybe... the streets?

"what!!!"

A scream startled Nancy, who thought the soldiers of the Common Kingdom were resisting the sneak attack, and hurried over.

Then she saw a man in white clothes and a dark apron holding a burning stick and pressing it against the wound on a soldier's arm.

"Stop!" Nancy shouted hurriedly.

The man holding the stick was a doctor from the Kingdom of Ampura. He looked at her helplessly: "Your Highness, I... I am healing him..."

The medical level in this era was very backward, and they knew nothing about anti-inflammatory and suturing.

It is generally believed that the decay of wounds is caused by the breath of the devil, so the fire that the devil fears should be pressed on the wound to eliminate the evil spirit.

Also, mentally ill people have demons living in their heads, so either they use an axe to split their heads open to pull the demons out, or they simply put their heads in the fire.

As for whether people live or die after all this trouble, that is up to fate.

The doctor standing in front of Nancy, Rhodes, is already the most skilled doctor in the country of Ampura.

Leopold specially invited him to this war to prevent any accidents.

Although Nancy felt that this "accident" could not be prevented at all according to the doctor's treatment method.

Nancy ordered someone to boil water in a pot, took two pieces of cloth from the package she brought with her, tore them into long strips under the pitying gaze of the soldiers, threw them into the water to boil for disinfection, and then hung them over the fire to dry.

She asked Rhodes and two apprentices to follow her example and clean the wounds of the wounded, while she went into the mountains to look for herbs to heal the wounds.

The conditions were difficult and we could only use whatever we could find.

Fortunately, the environment at this time is quite good and I can find a lot of useful things.

After returning with the herbs, she crushed them with a stone, secretly added the high-quality anti-inflammatory medicine brushed out from the space, applied it on the wounds of the wounded, and bandaged them with skillful gestures.

The soldier being manipulated by her stared at her blankly, and the pain in his wound seemed to be relieved.

Rod looked at Nancy's actions and was about to say something but stopped himself. He wanted to say that it was wrong to treat the wound in this way and there was no way to drive away the devil.

But seeing Nancy's serious expression, Rhodes swallowed his words and began to clumsily imitate Nancy and treat the wounds of the injured soldiers.

One, two, three...

Nancy kept busy until the moon was high in the sky.

She stood up and stretched her neck to stretch it. When she looked up, she saw the sparkling eyes of the crowd illuminated by the firelight.

"Your Highness, please eat something!"

Font placed a large bowl of broth in front of her.

Nancy took it and took a sip.

yue～

The fishy smell of meat and moldy grains hit my nose. It was salty, astringent, bitter, fishy and smelly. An indescribable feeling rushed to my head.

She stole a glance at the others and saw that the soldiers were looking at her bowl and swallowing.

Nancy knew that the bowl of broth in her hand was a supreme delicacy for these people.

Under pressure, Nancy swallowed hard.

She looked around, walked straight up to an old wounded soldier, and poured some into his bowl.

Don’t say that saliva is unhygienic. At this time, being able to let them eat hot broth is already a very great thing.

"Your Highness!"

The old soldier held the bowl, tears in his eyes.

Nancy waved her hand and moved on to the next wounded soldier.

She couldn't speak because she was afraid that she would vomit as soon as she opened her mouth.

Please forgive her for being ungrateful, but this broth is really not drinkable!

Seeing this, Leopold looked at the bowl in his hand, stood up and walked over, imitating his daughter's behavior and distributing the broth in his bowl to the wounded soldiers.

Nancy turned her head and the father and daughter smiled at each other.