Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

The royal army suffered heavy losses. They lost more than half of their army in the battle with the crazy people in the church, especially the massacres of villages and towns in the later period.

If Fernandez had not allowed the army to plunder, they would have mutinied long ago.

Even if there were ways to vent, the royal army would have almost exhausted their energy.

After conquering the capital, everyone wanted to take a break.

Especially since they lost their energy, they couldn't raise their spirits.

According to Fernandez's plan, there would be at least one and a half months of rest time.

Then they would take turns to fight, and it would be at least half a year before the Northern Principality launched a full-scale attack.

Even if there were accidents in the middle, they would have taken a breath.

Who knew that the plan was not as good as the change, and they were still cheated.

Although they hadn't figured out where the tens of thousands of troops from the Northern Principality came from, they had to rush back no matter how difficult it was.

So before the fire in the capital was extinguished, Fernandez had gathered 10,000 troops and set off first.

In addition, he personally wrote to his brother, requesting to recruit soldiers from Hansen County again to support the front line as soon as possible.

The Northern Principality is coming with a fierce momentum, which is obviously different from the past.

The civil war has consumed the vitality of the Kingdom of the Holy Cross. If it can't hold on this time, it will really be over.

Fernandez hurried to the front line, but it was actually too late.

Derek has been planning for several years, and all he wants is a success.

The arrival of the Fourth Division of the Guards Infantry is just the beginning.

Soon, the Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Divisions arrived at the front line, and the defense line that had been broken through was like a sieve, and it quickly fell.

The Fourth Division of the Guards Infantry cut off the supply line in the rear, and Earl Connor was ordered to form the 101st Infantry Division.

This organization is obviously a miscellaneous organization.

I don't know what year it was when the regular army was organized into the 101st Division.

However, even if it is a miscellaneous army, it is better equipped than the army of the Holy Cross Kingdom.

With a regiment under Viscount Barin, a regiment of private soldiers from the Connor family, and an infantry regiment drawn from the army, Derek established a new barracks near the Connor family to absorb civilians from the Holy Cross Kingdom.

In the next three months, all soldiers who have undergone short-term recruit training will be added to the 101st Division.

Miscellaneous divisions are just as useful, and the consumption is much smaller.

Just when Duke Fernandez was still halfway.

The commander of the Western Front Command of the Northern Principality, Manniu, has launched a decisive battle.

Five Guards Infantry Divisions, seven Principality Infantry Divisions, plus a 101st Division, hundreds of thousands of new infantry launched an attack on the 100,000 Holy Cross Army on the front line.

This is the largest war of this era, and the smoke of artillery even shrouded the entire battlefield in dark clouds.

The shells accumulated for three months were all used up in just one week.

The divided and surrounded Holy Cross Army was directly eliminated and captured in an organized manner.

Earl Connor, Viscount Barin, and a group of local nobles were all by Derek's side and witnessed the entire battle.

In the age of firearms, the vibration of cannons made the earth tremble.

Bullets harvested lives like a rainstorm.

In a high-intensity battlefield, the death toll was calculated in thousands.

Even a veteran like Earl Connor had never seen such a tragic war.

The visual impact of the corpses hit by firearms was very strong.

After this battle, the backbones of the nobles were broken, and no one dared to look directly at Derek's face for a short time.

The prestige was established by combining kindness and force.

If you have strength and talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, you are called a saint.

If you don't have strength and still talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, people will only think you are a fool.

For the sightseeing group, there is another task that must be completed.

That is to bring the militia of your own territory to help clean up the battlefield.

The war brought too many corpses, and if they are not dealt with, it will only bring plague.

Everyone knows this.

Count Connor gave his family's share of the task to his eldest son, Collison.

Although he has performed well recently, he still needs to make a deeper impression.

The Duke of the North is not King Bruno. Working under him, you have to be very careful. Once you make a mistake, it will be an irreversible disaster.

It is impossible to fool the Duke of the North casually.

For the sake of the future family and Collison's own life, of course he has to be honest once and for all.

Count Connor was also worried.

So Collison took his family's private soldiers and followed the Northern Duchy Army to clean up the battlefield.

In the position he was responsible for, the Holy Cross Kingdom lost half of its infantry division, and the rest raised their hands to surrender.

The smoke of war has not dissipated, and the flames are still burning in some places.

The soldiers on the front line have begun to collect prisoners, and the herald asked Collison and others to start the action.

The war that just ended has not yet made Collison recover.

He didn't want to go on the field himself, but this was his father's order.

"Let's go!"

He took a deep breath and wanted to slow down, but the smell of burnt meat almost made Colison vomit.

He stepped onto the battlefield with an ugly face.

Not far ahead, the infantry of the Northern Principality were holding rifles and walking casually across the battlefield.

When they saw the bodies crawling on the ground, they would stab them with bayonets.

Those who wanted to surrender had already surrendered.

The rest were either seriously injured or stubborn elements who were planning to launch a sneak attack.

For the former, the Northern Principality does not have much medical treatment, so it is better to give them a quick death.

For the latter, stabbing to death is the right thing to do.

Colison only looked at it for a few seconds and did not care anymore.

"Be careful, gather the bodies together, dig a pit and burn them."

Colison sighed and had to do it himself.

This was the task assigned by his old father, and he could not escape.

He led people and personally carried the bodies and threw them together.

Some weapons, money and spoils worth collecting were all piled up on the other side.

From the afternoon to the evening, only half of the bodies were collected.

When the work was finished the next day, another group of people had already dug a pit.

The pit was full of firewood, and the officer ordered the corpse collection team to throw the bodies in.

The bodies had been there for a day, and the smell was not to be mentioned.

Colison was even a little numb. The smell of blood, death and decay had temporarily disabled his nose.

Death made him know what fear and awe were.

The bodies were thrown in mechanically, and the soldiers poured in several barrels of gunpowder.

"Ignite!"

A torch was thrown into the corpse pit, and a fire several meters high instantly rose.

Immediately, the sound of oil exploding was heard, and the bodies curled up and began to deform, as if they were still alive and struggling.

Then a disgusting smell came.

"Ugh!!"

Collison finally couldn't bear it anymore.