The moment the attack began, Alexander missed it in the most embarrassing way. All these dances around the camp were incomprehensible to him. He would have acted differently.
But trusting the command of the attack to Leonid, he had no doubt that he was doing everything right. So when the noise of battle was heard from the other side of the camp, he glanced at the commander in surprise.
"We'll wait a bit longer and then also attack," the latter said without turning his head.
As soon as it became clear that the sergeants had ordered some soldiers to leave their positions behind the wall and help in the battle at the other end of their temporary camp, Leonid waved his hand and, grabbing his weapon first, rushed into the attack.
The volley of the city archers did not cause any damage at all; they simply missed the targets that were too fast. And when the "horde" stormed into the camp, the fate of the defenders was sealed. To their credit, none of the soldiers ran away; they all fought to the bitter end and didn't ask for mercy.
Another massacre! Once again, bloodthirsty and battle-frenzied vampires began killing everyone in sight. Few managed to escape this sad fate. A dozen servants, hiding in terror in the wagons, several wounded who hadn't been finished off, an unconscious mage around whom they managed to place a guard of remaining sane vampires, and a knight who turned out to be a paladin. The latter survived only thanks to his phenomenal fighting skills.
He was in charge of defending the part of the wall where the main forces struck and managed to injure nine attackers. Oleg, who hadn't rushed into the attack but had casually walked to the scene of the battle, assessed the situation and, as a result, the knight was captured alive, severely battered and bitten, but alive.
This time they didn't hurry to collect trophies. The vampires, who had calmed down and distanced themselves from the battle and blood, began to strictly follow Konstantin's orders, who once again took on the responsibility of preserving material wealth.
First of all, fallen warriors were stripped of their armor and clothing. The contents of the camp didn't differ much from what was captured in the previous battle. The looting of the camp continued into the next night, as the third consecutive clear day brought its weighty arguments in the form of a deadly fireball in the sky. However, on the second night, looting had already lost its mass character of general plundering and had transitioned, so to speak, into a purely professional stage—only specially designated individuals were engaged in it.
On the same night, completely unforeseen problems arose with the captives. The captured mage and paladin successfully shared their blood. Thanks to this, everyone became mages and acquired simply unique combat skills. A combat school combining personal magic and martial arts was simply necessary for the vampires.
Now it remained only to practice theoretical knowledge in practice, honing the necessary skills. Which, in fact, was already being done by Oleg, who, with general approval, expanded the guard to twenty vampires, and those who were off duty worked on their combat skills by sparring with each other. However, there was a problem with the captured girl.
How did a girl end up in the combat unit? The answer could be found by asking a couple of the right questions. How could a noble count travel without a personal servant? Who was supposed to serve her food, make her bed, and keep her warm? A manservant? No, thank you, this is the North, not the Empire, where it was said to be fashionable.
So, the girl began the days when white clothing was not allowed. For some reason, human blood was much more attractive to vampires than animal blood. Perhaps it was because of its greater nutritional value, or perhaps because the emotions experienced throughout a lifetime were transmitted to the vampires themselves and had a somewhat intoxicating effect.
There may have been other reasons. But the fact remained that human blood was more attractive than any other blood. And if the presence of prisoners in the camp didn't cause problems—no one attacked them—then the blood flowing from the girl became a very irritating factor.
First, she was placed in a separate dugout and ordered not to come out. After a child was caught trying to crawl into her dugout, problems were not seen. What could be expected from a child who couldn't control themselves well? But when a guard who had been assigned to protect her climbed into the dugout and shamelessly groped her in the most intimate places, it became clear that there was a problem.
Of course, the guard justified himself, saying that he didn't mean anything like that, and he was only sorry that the blood was going to waste, but all that didn't matter. The problem was seen and acknowledged. The girl was moved to another dugout at the edge of the camp, and four vampireesses, one of whom was Olga, were posted at the entrance as guards. It was their delicate duty not to allow the captive to commit suicide and not to let the valuable human blood go to waste.
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