Samuzha is completely dependent on himself now. The soldiers he can order now are only more than 600, which is not enough to attack and kill by himself. If he knows well, he will not dare to make any wrong ideas.

After Rainer's order was given, the soldiers rushed towards the enemy camp with grinning grinning groups.

They had accumulated a lot of anger and depressed emotions during the daytime battle, and now they finally found a place to vent.

The recruits trot forward in groups of three and three. Although many squads were already incomplete, their combat abilities and psychological qualities had been tempered in previous battles.

To them, even if things like killing are not as simple as eating and drinking, they are at least familiar.

They trot forward in a melee formation with two swords and one gun. When they were halfway through, Cui Dong, the knights, had their horses under the crotch, and Samuzha's cavalry rushed up.

There are more than 20,000 people in a camp, but almost 30,000 people are mostly old, weak, sick and disabled, so they have no resistance at all under the attack of the strong soldiers.

Klim was very lucky. He killed three enemy troops in the previous battle and was not injured. He took his soldiers and started a mass murder.

He rushed into the tent with two subordinates, armed with a long sword, and hacked to death a middle-aged man who was drawing a knife and wanted to resist. The blood was splashed on his body, and his head was spinning on the ground.

He raised two feet on his head with interest, and then put one foot on the belly of a woman who seemed to be nearly forty years old, just within the command of the Lord Earl.

Therefore, he didn't have any softness, and easily sent the long sword into the opponent's chest.

Looking at the other party's face that had become savage because of the pain, Klim did not have any pity, and drew out the long sword and pierced it again.

From beginning to end, there were no waves in his heart.

It was just killing an old woman. It was nothing to him. At least a dozen enemies died in his hands, and there were so many dead bodies. Killing a person is nothing like killing a chicken. the difference.

Taking a look at the remaining children in the room, he swung his sword and killed a teenager who was about fifteen years old. This was the oldest child in the family.

His head rolled down, Kerim took his sword.

The reason for his murder was simple. The young man was looking at himself with hatred.

Such a young man has already remembered. Perhaps his father and brother died in his own hands, and the other's mother died in his own hands. Even if it takes a long time, he will only hate it even more.

Therefore, he cut off the opponent's head without hesitation.

Regardless of the trembling children, Klim led a soldier out of the tent, while the remaining soldiers shouted loudly, tying their children with cloth or twine.

"Damn it! What are you doing!" Klim rushed up angrily, kicking a soldier.

The soldier's lower body was swaying on a slightly beautiful prairie girl, ignoring the girl's desperate cry.

"Team... Captain..." The soldier hurriedly lifted his pants and looked at Klim with a smile.

"You can't control the lower part of the dog! Don't you know this is strictly forbidden by Lord Earl?" Klim looked at the soldier angrily.

This is the person under his command, and it's okay to laugh or curse on weekdays, but once the military discipline is violated, people like Klim will turn their faces and deny them.

"I... I couldn't hold back..." The soldier glanced at the prairie girl who had just been curled up on the ground, a touch of reluctance flashed in his heart, and said to Klim: "That... Captain... …"

"Look, Lord Earl doesn't know about this...Are you..."

Hearing what he said, Krim became even more annoyed. From the bottom of his heart, he really didn't want to poke the matter up. Once he was discovered, it would be eighty whips, and one less time would not work.

But it doesn't work if you don't report it, otherwise, sooner or later military discipline will become a dead letter.

After thinking about it for a while, Klim hated iron and steel and said, "How do you tell me to say hello!"

"It's better... you want this prairie woman from Lord Earl!"

Klim said: "If you can marry her, then your violation of military discipline will no longer exist..."

He couldn't help it. In order to prevent his subordinates from being beaten to death, he could only take advantage of a loophole.

"Is this... okay, Captain?" The soldier was beaming. This prairie woman is indeed very good, otherwise he would not be confused and violated military discipline.

"It should be possible..." Kerim groaned: I'll apply for you! "

In fact, Reiner really strictly prohibits this kind of **** from happening.

However, he was not a virgin at heart. He knew that war was originally an act of violence, and the soldiers' behavior was understandable, and he did not oppose it on a normal level.

However, Rainer is also very cautious.

Who knows if these women are sick? What if the soldiers can't control their crotch and get infected? The cost of training a soldier is definitely not cheap, so Reiner firmly prohibits this from happening.

To this end, he also organized a group of women in the camp, mostly female criminals, family members of people who rebelled against his rule, and Clad women, and also ensured that they were clean and disease-free.

However, in order not to affect the speed of the march, the women who accompanied the camp would arrive in a few days.

This is just a small episode. Blood and fire continue throughout the Morsh camp, and the screams and wailing sounds form a symphony of horror.

Countless properties were looted in this way, women and children were restrained, ready to be transported to the north for distribution.

This behavior lasted all night, except for a few hapless people who were killed by the rebels, Rainer's subordinates did not cause any casualties.

At noon the next day~lightnovelpub.net~ the sun has risen to the old heights, and the entire Morsh camp has been completely cleaned.

All the people who could resist have all become ghosts under the sword, and only young women and children can survive.

Leiner asked the soldiers to leave a small part of the spoils, and all the rest were sent to the logistic carriage. After these were distributed, a large part of them would become Leiner's property.

That night, the people of Samuza finally arrived. After a simple inventory, the Morsh camp had 45,000 sheep, 5,600 cattle, and 3,000 horses. They were handed over to the Pakuten tribe. People take care of temporarily.

After resting for a night, Rainer quickly let the soldiers continue forward and walked in the direction of the Agur Ministry.

At this moment, the vassals became more excited. They were stunned by the cattle and sheep in the Morsh camp. Even if they only got these cattle, sheep and trophies, they could get a lot of benefits, not to mention. The Agur Department!

Reiner couldn't help laughing as he looked at them: "Don't worry, my vassals! We will return to the territory full of cattle and sheep!"