Chapter 377： casualty report

When Narant began to treat the wounded, a group of earls in the distance actually noticed the movement here.

When he saw a barbarian start to carry the wounded, Rakoff sneered.

"Bernard, isn't that little vassal of yours causing trouble? While others are fighting, he sent someone to pick up those dead bodies. Can't they wait until the battle is over before moving them?" Sneering faintly, Rakoff kept holding his breath.

"Rakoff, didn't you hear it just now? Those are all wounded, how could they be corpses?" Bernard glanced at him immediately.

"Pfft, the wounded? Even if they are really wounded, they can be healed by dragging them there? Just those weak girls?" Bartman sneered, "Bernard, as I say, it's better to let those responsible for carrying The barbarians also go to fill the river, which can also contribute to our attack on Maple Leaf City, after all, barbarians are powerful!"

"Rakoff, are you looking for trouble, old guy?" Bernard was furious.

"Okay!" At this moment, the king saw that the two began to quarrel again, and immediately stopped.

"Whether it's useful or not, we'll know when the casualties are counted at noon!"

The king is also helpless to the bickering between the two. Since the friction between the two families in Qiuzheng a few years ago, the two sides have been in an unfriendly state.

"Hmph! Then I'll wait and see what the ambulance is for!" Although he was stopped, Rakoff still muttered.

After muttering, Lakoff whispered a few words to the guards beside him without a trace.

Bernard didn't bother to pay attention to him either. Although he didn't know much in his heart, he still had some confidence in Narant.

In this way, the river filling work outside the city wall continued until noon.

At this time, the Onyx Principality finally suspended the reclamation work.

After all, filling the river and fighting are high-intensity work. If you want the soldiers to work hard, they have to be fed.

The Northern Principality is estimated to save stone bullets. When the horn of the Onyx Principality sounded to withdraw its troops, they did not attack again.

Even in the morning, except for the first wave of the charge, the frequency of subsequent trebuchet attacks actually weakened.

Several counts did not return to the camp, but continued to stay in the king's camp to eat lunch, because they were all waiting for the report sent by their subordinates.

"Your Majesty, the stewards of several earls are already waiting outside the camp!"

Not long after, a guard came to the king to report.

"Let them in!"

The king didn't want to delay either. As the first attack on Count Ayutthaya in recent years, the king was very concerned about the battle damage.

Under the king's orders, several stewards were soon brought in.

Immediately, several officers whispered and reported beside their respective counts in advance.

"Come on, let's talk about your casualties this morning!" The king sat on the throne, looked at the six counts and ordered.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The earls responded immediately, and Rakoff gave Bernard a playful look in the process.

And Bernard sneered likewise.

"Your Majesty, let me report first this year!" Rakoff was the first to speak.

"Okay!" The king nodded.

"Your Majesty, my Glory Iron Cavalry family dispatched a total of more than 2,500 people this morning, with 68 killed and 163 injured!"

"Oh? Only sixty-eight died in battle?" The king was a little surprised when he heard this.

The other counts were also a little moved. According to the battle in the morning, the average battle damage was at least about a hundred people.

And this Lakoff is only 68 people, obviously very low.