As night fell, a bonfire lit up at the bend of the Rapids River.
After a fierce battle, the humans finally won the final victory.
It was a Pyrrhic victory.
More than half of the original team of more than a thousand people were killed or injured, and those who survived were all injured.
However, after this battle.
The momentum of this group of soldiers had changed qualitatively. It was as if they had turned into a regular army after the baptism of blood and fire.
The camp was filled with a strong smell of blood, and various mutilated corpses had not been cleaned up yet.
However, the survivors did not care. They enjoyed the rare hot food while bragging about their heroic performance during the day.
Sarre did not participate in the lively conversation of his companions. Instead, he picked up a skewer of grilled black fish and walked towards the tent in the center of the camp.
His left foot seemed to be injured, and he was limping and walking with difficulty.
However, such a small injury was not a problem at all in this camp.
There was a knight whose upper body was covered with bandages outside the tent.
Sarre knew that this was the knight of the Angele family. His name was Raymond.
The knight was leaning on his sword with his head lowered and his eyes closed. He seemed to be repenting and praying at the same time.
Sarre walked past him, but he did not respond at all. It was as if he was a statue.
"Miss Vera, do you want to eat something?"
"No, it's okay."
Vera did not look back, but she refused softly.
Sarre quietly raised his head, but he could only see Vera's beautiful back and long white hair.
"You have to pay attention to your body. You should eat something …"
Sarre was still trying to persuade her, but Vera still did not respond. She was just staring blankly at the man in front of her who seemed to have fallen asleep.
That man was naturally Colin.
However, Colin was not pretending to be dead to gain sympathy at this time.
He had really fallen asleep.
After all, the injury that he had suffered before was too serious, and he had lost too much blood. Of course, perhaps he was also stimulated by the last scene that was not suitable for children …
In short, Colin had completely fallen asleep.
If he was not still breathing, perhaps everyone would have thought that he was already dead.
No one thought that Colin would be able to survive such a terrifying injury.
In fact, in the eyes of everyone, it was already a miracle that he could endure until now.
Vera was the only one who did not want to give up. She continued to bandage Colin's wounds and continued to take care of him.
When Vera noticed that Colin's lips were a little dry and cracked, she quickly dipped a handkerchief in some water before she gently wiped Colin's lips with it.
When Sarre saw this scene, he was filled with jealousy. He even wished that he was the one who was lying on the bed and being taken care of by Vera right now.
"Miss Vera, let me take care of Knight Colin. You can go and rest now."
"No need," Vera rejected Sarre's offer once again before she waved her hand to signal the mercenaries to leave.
Sarre could only bury his disappointment deep in his heart and leave the tent.
"Meow ~"
Little White suddenly appeared out of nowhere and moved closer to Colin before he gently licked his cheek. It seemed as though he was trying to wake up his "human slave".
Vera put down her handkerchief and stared at Colin's pale face for a long time.
After that, she crossed her hands and clasped them in front of her chest as though she was praying.
"Almighty God of Light, please have mercy on this brave and fearless knight!"
This was the first time in Vera's life that she had ever prayed.
Perhaps, this was also the first time that she had ever prayed to the God of Light.
"If I am lucky enough to witness your grace and mercy, then I will serve you for the rest of my life!"
This female mage who had always pursued the truth of the arcane arts was now willing to offer her faith to God for a man!
He wondered if the God of Light had heard the mage's prayer.
Would he be willing to accept such a heretic?
There was no beam of light that fell from the sky.
There were no angels that suddenly appeared.
Colin did not wake up miraculously.
It was as though nothing had happened …
Knight Bliss, who had just walked out of the tent, suddenly stopped. He seemed to have realized that he might have heard something that he should not have.
After a long time, when there was no more sound coming out of the tent, Bliss stepped back into the tent.
This knight was also a seriously injured person.
His entire right arm had been cut off, and his body was covered with bandages that were still bleeding.
However, he still had a calm and indifferent expression on his face, as if he did not care about his injuries at all.
"Miss, the preliminary casualty statistics have been completed. In this battle, we have lost 428 soldiers and more than 350 people are seriously injured. The rest of the soldiers have only minor injuries …"
Vera did not have any concept of such casualty statistics, so she just listened quietly.
However, for a veteran like Knight Bliss, this battle was definitely a miracle.
One had to know that such a ratio of casualties was enough to cause the entire army to collapse, even if it was the most elite regular army.
However, the soldiers of the River Bend Barracks fought tenaciously to the end and even won the battle.
Perhaps Vera had contributed a lot to this. After all, her identity had enough appeal.
However, Bliss was very clear that this was mostly due to Colin's strategy of fighting to the death.
Thinking of this, he looked at Colin on the bed with a look of admiration and regret, and continued to ask:
"Miss, what should we do next?"
When she heard this question, Vera was a little confused: "What do you think?"
"There were two wolf cavalry units that chased us to the Rapids River. Although we have just defeated one of them, we are not completely out of danger yet.
This is because the other wolf cavalry unit has been confused by our arrangement and has already crossed the river to the north. However, I believe that they will soon discover that something is wrong and turn back.
However, the victory that we have just achieved will definitely make the other party hesitate. They will not be able to figure out our specific strength and will not dare to chase after us easily.
Therefore, my opinion is to continue to stay at the river bend and send a messenger to the nearby cities to ask for reinforcements.
As long as our reinforcements arrive before the trolls gather more soldiers, we will be safe. "
Vera was a little speechless.
She could hear the uncertainty in Knight Bliss's words, but she could not come up with a better idea.
At this time, she naturally turned her eyes to Colin who was still sleeping.
If he could wake up, there must be a better way …
"Okay, we will do as you say."
"Yes!"
After leaving the tent, Bliss walked with his head down.
He was considering which directions he should send the messengers to, and how he could avoid being intercepted by the trolls on the way.
"Da da da …"
The sound of horse hooves interrupted Bliss's thoughts. He raised his head and saw two cavalrymen running towards the camp.
He quickly recognized that one of the cavalrymen was the one that he had sent to guard the perimeter. However, he did not know the other person.
However, he recognized the armor that the other person was wearing!
This kind of pure black armor was only worn by one army in the entire Empire of Light.
The Black Cavalry!
Bliss was ecstatic. He couldn't help but look back at Vera's tent as a thought flashed through his mind.
Did the God of Light really answer Miss's prayer?
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