After the fight, the convoy was in a mess. The living Paratus sank on the ground with heavy breaths. The fierce battle just now had drained all their energy.

Some militia cried bitterly while holding the dead body, which was their relatives and friends.

"Who can speak Hurd's words?" Pierre, carrying a musket, walked in the horse workshop: "Is there anyone who can speak Hurd's words?"

The only answer to him was to shake his head or simply not speak.

"Hed's words? Doesn't anyone understand?" Pierre asked when he saw a living Paratu.

"I will." A thin figure climbed off the carriage: "What's wrong?"

"You can speak Hurd's words? Hunter?"

Bell was hit by a spear on his head, and his consciousness was a little drowsy: "It's a little bit. Before my mother passed away, our family lived in the Kyushui Ministry."

"Come with me." Pierre turned and led the way: "The second lieutenant wants an interpreter."

...

The bent needle was passing through the flesh with cotton thread, and the brigade barber and doctor Perot was sewing the wound on the shoulder to the lieutenant colonel.

Lieutenant Colonel Jeska, Ma Jindao, sat on the powder keg, listening to Lieutenant Bad's report on the war loss.

The militia and coachman in the baggage team suffered more than 200 casualties, most of which were defeated soldiers, and the battle between the chariots accounted for a minority.

There were still dozens of people missing, probably running into the wilderness in chaos.

There are other horses and the vehicle has suffered several losses...

"Okay! Stop thinking!" The lieutenant colonel waved his hand impatiently: "It sounds so furious, it's better to be a waiter!"

Bard put away the paper sheet and said quietly: "There is nothing to do about it. The goods in the baggage team belong to the public, but the things in the waiter's own."

Faced with the sudden attack of Hud Light Cavalry, the militia and the driver of Jeska abandoned their carriages and horses without any resistance, and fled to their own lives without any resistance, which eventually turned into a retreat.

On the contrary, the small businessmen in the back team who "lived the protection" tried their best to protect the carriage and horses, and used wooden sticks and forks to fight with the Hurd cavalry.

Because the car was full of all the goods of many of them, they would be robbed and they would be bankrupt.

"Where are the Heds?" Lieutenant Colonel Jeska drank a large mouthful of strong alcohol to relieve pain.

"A few ran away, and Lieutenant Cellini took people to chase him." Bad said slowly: "There are the living and dead Heds left, Lieutenant Montane is counting."

Jeska glanced at Bud beside him and said in a hoarse voice: "You did a good job today."

"Thank you, sir."

The one-eyed lieutenant colonel is rare to praise, but the cavalry lieutenant still could not see any emotional fluctuations.

...

Heard has few soldiers and does not have many things to do.

The number of militia and coachmen in the baggage team was close to six hundred, which was not a small number.

Not to mention six hundred people, even six hundred pigs, the Huds could not kill them for a while, not to mention that more than three hundred Paratu vendors were followed behind.

The advantage of the Hurds is the sudden attack and the escort teams scattered in convoys over a kilometer-long battles.

If they brought fire-breaking objects, set fire on fire, and quickly in and out, the Paratus had no way to deal with them.

But the Hudds did not choose to burn materials - Lieutenant Colonel Jeska explained it as greed. In Heds, "war" and "robbery" are the same word, and the Huds all wanted it.

Faced with the businessmen with a particularly tenacious will to resist, the Huds did not fight head-on, and turned to deal with the militia and coachman who fled in a hurry.

Then Lieutenant Colonel Jeska and Lieutenant Montane attracted most of the attention of the Hudders, and the pressure behind the convoy suddenly eased.

When Andre returned to the convoy, he was meeting Bud, commanding the merchants to surround the temporary car formation.

After discussing, the two decided that Andrei would attack with Dusak, who could still act, to find out the situation of the battle.

This is where Andrei rushed into the chariot formation shouting the third legion battle cry.

...

The barber Perot took great effort to sew the knife edge, but his hands were shaking so hard that he could not tie the knot.

Bud patted the barber on the shoulder and took the tweezers.

"The people who are separated must be gathered together," Lieutenant Colonel Jeska said in contemplation.

"yes."

"You can't stay here for a long time, you have to set off as soon as possible."

"yes."

Badley tied the knots and cut the thread.

The lieutenant colonel drank a large gulp of liquor and yelled while putting on his clothes: "Where is Montagne? Let him be more flexible. Will it take so long to clean the battlefield?"

...

Winters is taking people to treat the injured, identify and contain the bodies.

The militia discovered several Heds who could still act. Winters wanted to interrogate but couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

Jeska walked over with a saber in his arms and striding over: "What are you doing when you are slowing down?"

Winters saluted: "Lieutenant Colonel, what should the Hurd do?"

"What should I do?" Lieutenant Colonel Jeska was puzzled: "The dead one finishes the knife, the alive one is killed. Hurry up, we're leaving."

Winters didn't say anything, just nodded.

"The troops gather and reorganize. Let the vendors clean the battlefield, collect the armor and weapons, and give them the rest, and they will be happy."

Winters nodded again.

The lieutenant colonel added: "By the way, don't forget to cut off the ears of Heard's Dead's Dead ears and wear the earrings."

"What?" Winters frowned: "Why?"

"Why? Change money!" Lieutenant Colonel Jeska burst into tears.

Pierre pulled the little hunter over and shouted from afar: "Sir, Bell knows Hudd!"

"Someone understands Hed?" Jeska's eyes lit up suddenly.

Pierre found that the lieutenant colonel was there, and hurriedly saluted.

"Who knows Hed?" Lieutenant Colonel asked the two young Dusaks.

"I." Bell said unhappily.

“Where did you learn it?”

Bell stared at the tip of his shoe: "My mother."

Winters saw that the little hunter was in a bad mood, but Lieutenant Colonel Jeska obviously didn't care about the origin of the Big Head.

The lieutenant colonel yelled at the others: "Bring all the living Heards!"

...

The still-talking captives of Hed were tied up and knelt in a row in front of Lieutenant Colonel Jeska.

"Tell them, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to them." The lieutenant colonel, leaning on a saber, glanced at the prisoners coldly: "Whatever I ask, what they answer, and they will die if they don't say it."

Bell translated listlessly.

A Hudder man looked up and shouted a few words at Bell. Winters couldn't understand, but he could hear the anger in his tone.

"What did he say?" Lieutenant Colonel Jeska asked, pointing at the talking Hudder man.

Bell glanced at the lieutenant colonel with a complicated expression, then lowered his head: "He said 'You are obviously Hurd, why do you want to help the two-legged people'."

The one-eyed lieutenant colonel sneered and slashed the head of the talking Hudder.

The headless corpse hit the ground hard, and blood surged out from the broken hole. The head flew out for a short distance, rolled on the ground for a few times, and his eyes were still wide open.

Bell, the kneeling Hudd, the onlookers... Even Winters was startled, and some prisoners were even scared to be incontinent.

"What am I asking! What are you answering!" Lieutenant Colonel Jeska's saber was still bleeding: "Translation for them."

The following conversation went smoothly.

The face was hidden under the iron helmet, and the Hud cavalry, who was rushing with a spear and a knife, seemed to be a devil and a monster.

But in the final analysis, they are also humans who will feel pain, fear, and cry. If they stripped off their soldiers, they are just herdersmen, and there is no difference from the militia of Paratu.

"Which department do you belong to?" asked the lieutenant colonel.

"Dog War."

"What's your 'Turukota' called?"

“Aviye.”

The lieutenant colonel stared with one eye and asked word by word: "Who is your 'Hogkota'?"

The Hudders who were asked were stiff when they heard the word "Hogkota" and whispered.

Bell translated: "He said the Dog War is a small tribe without Hauge."

Lieutenant Colonel Jeska didn't talk nonsense, and suddenly slashed the answering Huds to death.

Blood splattered on Bell's face, and the little hunter's body was trembling without being controlled.
To be continued...