Chapter 383 Pull out the little cannon! (Three in one)
“…”
Pusda heard clearly what Gervis had just said about making money, and for a moment his expression looked a little strange.
"My Lord, you just like to have fun. Why are you here to make money? Could it be that..."
Pusda couldn't help but look at the hundreds of young girls in the camp, wondering in his mind whether the count's husband was possessed by a demon.
This is a battlefield, who has the time to spend money here...
"These girls are dressed very beautifully. Maybe I can come secretly at night..."
"Lord Gervis, I will return to the camp now to report. I wonder if you have anything to say to Lord Gust!"
Fortunately, Pusda's guess was just a thought in his mind, otherwise he would definitely be beaten to a pulp by Gervis on the spot, and then forced to lie down for treatment.
"Nothing else to say. Just go back and tell Lord Gust that I'm here to save people!"
If it were any other family, Gervis would certainly charge money to save people.
But Gust had saved his life in the palace of the City of Glory after all, and he was also the grandfather of his cheap wife. Gervis decided to rescue him for free as a way of repaying the favor of the Lord of the North.
"Yes, sir!"
Pusda responded, then mounted his horse and returned to the camp with a group of cavalry.
"Alright, everyone, get moving. The rest of you drive the carriages to the battlefield and bring back the wounded. Remember, only save those on the outermost perimeter. Don't get close to the city walls!"
Now that the siege army has reached the bottom of the city wall, all the defenders of Baiyan City have focused their attention on the area near the city wall, so no one is paying attention to the soldiers who were shot by arrows in the moat aisle, and the soldiers who were hit by catapults farther away.
There would not be much danger for Gervis to let his slaves go to rescue people. As for the wounded under the city wall, it was too dangerous there, and Gervis would not send his men to take the risk.
"Yes, Master!"
The thirty slaves responded respectfully, then quickly got on the carriage and slowly approached the battlefield.
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"You said Gervis came to rescue people? Who did he rescue?"
The Lord of the North was sitting in the open space in front of the camp with three earls, keeping a close eye on the situation on the battlefield.
When hearing Pusda's report, the Lord of the North was somewhat confused about the meaning of these words.
Although he guessed that Gervis was here to treat the wounded soldiers.
But what good would this do for Gervis? And Gervis hadn't mentioned it to him beforehand.
The other three earls also heard Pusda's report and had strange smiles on their faces. It was obvious that Gervis's approach was really new in this world.
Their smiles were not an acknowledgement of Gervis, but rather more of a mockery.
Even if they rescued the injured, what would it matter? Without medicine and medical treatment, they would still die. The Earl family only brought one or two doctors this time, so how could they have extra manpower to rescue the ordinary soldiers?
Just as the earls were lost in thought, five carriages drove out of Gervis's small camp and slowly headed towards the battlefield.
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Bill lay helplessly on the mud, staring blankly at the sky.
He felt like he was about to die because he could feel his blood slowly draining away, but he could do nothing about it.
Because there was a long arrow stuck in his thigh, the arrow feather pierced his thigh, and as soon as he moved, he would immediately feel excruciating pain.
From the wailing at the beginning to the daze now, Bill has accepted his fate. He knows that no one will come to rescue him.
If he wanted to wait for rescue, he could only wait until the siege was over and see if there were any kind comrades who would take him back.
But by that time, his blood would probably have been drained out.
"There's a living one here! Hurry, it's too dangerous here!"
Just when Bill was distracted, he suddenly found a dark shadow covering him and coming from behind.
“Save me!”
Although he didn't know what these people were here for, Bill's instinct for survival made him ask for help with difficulty.
The next moment, Bill actually received a response.
He could feel himself being lifted onto a stretcher, and then quickly lifted onto a carriage.
"Wait here for a while, we'll find a few more wounded and send you back to the camp!"
After carrying Bill onto the carriage, the two slaves in charge of searching for the wounded gave a brief instruction and then continued to search for other wounded.
After Bill was lifted onto the carriage, he found two soldiers lying on the carriage who were also injured like him but were still alive. They looked at each other with difficulty, and a desire to survive arose in their hearts.
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"Sir, a total of 23 people were rescued this time! A medical team has been arranged to start the rescue!"
Lilia came to Gervis and reported.
"Yes, do your best to treat them! Send them back after their wounds are treated!"
Gervis didn't say much. If it weren't for the Welton family, he would definitely need to go to the Earl's family camp to negotiate, and only mention rescuing people after agreeing on the price.
But now they are members of the Weldon family, so we will treat them directly, and after their wounds are healed, we will send them back to the Earl's family camp.
In fact, the real way for Gervis to make money is not to rescue these ordinary soldiers. After all, these soldiers themselves don’t have much money, and their lords probably don’t want to spend a lot of money to rescue them.
The ones who can really make money for Gervis are the petty nobles. The petty nobles are rich and value their lives. If someone can save their lives, they will definitely be willing to spend any amount of money.
At this moment, Gervis suddenly saw four or five people retreating from the distant city wall. Those four or five people were carrying a young noble wearing full body armor and rushing towards the Earl's camp.
"This time it's the noble who's injured!"
The horn of retreat has not yet been sounded, and the only ones who can retreat from the battlefield at this time are the minor nobles.
"Lilia, quickly call two medics, and bring a first aid kit with you!"
Gervis felt that this was an opportunity to demonstrate his medical skills to those nobles, so he immediately instructed Lilia to prepare to rush to the Earl's camp.
"Yes, sir!"
At this moment, the Earl's camp also discovered the situation and arranged for a carriage to go and pick them up.
Soon, Gervis and Lilia and others arrived at the Earl's camp in the east.
At the entrance of the camp there was a tent with no borders but only a roof.
The injured young noble was placed here after being sent back. At this moment, he was lying on the wooden table in the tent, being treated by two doctors wearing linen robes and with somewhat messy hair.
"Lord Gust!"
At this moment, Gust was also beside the tent, watching two doctors cleaning the wounds of the little noble.
"Grevith boy, why are you here!"
Gervis had just sent people to treat those ordinary soldiers, and the Lord of the North saw it.
Although in the eyes of all the nobles, Gervis was completely wasting resources, after all, the soldiers Gervis rescued were from the Weldon family, so the Lord of the North had a good attitude towards Gervis.
"I came to see if anyone needs help!"
Gervis replied, then carefully looked at the injuries of the injured young noble.
Judging from the appearance alone, the injuries of this young noble were horrific. There were more than ten sword wounds on his body. The most serious one was on his lower abdomen, which was bleeding profusely and some of his internal organs could be seen.
"Quick, bring the branding iron. If the bleeding doesn't stop, Viscount Polly will be in danger!"
Faced with such a wound, the two doctors who were treating the patient were also panicked. The wound was too long and too deep, and they were completely unable to stop the bleeding. Using a soldering iron to stop the bleeding was the only way at present.
"well!"
When Gust heard this, he also sighed. He knew that with such injuries, Viscount Polly was basically beyond saving.
Even using a soldering iron may not necessarily stop the bleeding. After all, the abdomen is a soft part, and pressing the soldering iron on it often fails to truly seal the wound and may also damage the internal organs.
Viscount Polly was a mid-level silver knight. He was the bravest one in the battle just now and the first to jump onto the city wall. However, the number of defenders of Baiyan City was too large after all. Viscount Polly was besieged by three silver knights on the city wall and was soon injured and rescued by his men.
"Lord Gust, why don't you let my doctor come and save him? It will be more effective than using a branding iron!"
Gervis took the opportunity to say that the lives of the nobles were precious, so Gervis brought Lilia and others here in person to treat Gust and others in person.
First, it avoids unnecessary trouble after treatment, and second, it is a roundabout way of advertising for one's own medical team.
Only if these nobles know that their medical teams are highly skilled will they be willing to spend money to seek help.
"Better than a branding iron to stop bleeding?"
The Lord of the North was surprised and delighted. He looked at the doctors under Gervis and found that they were three girls.
"Yes, Master Gust!"
Gervis nodded very seriously.
"Then let them go and treat Viscount Polly!"
Next, Gervis did not delay and immediately asked Lilia and others to replace the two doctors in treatment.
When the three girls came on stage, the original two doctors and the earls who were watching were all disdainful and ready to watch the show.
They want to stop the bleeding from a wound like this without using a branding iron. Are these three girls goddesses?
But soon, everyone fell silent, and their disdainful expressions turned into surprise!
Lilia and the others are not goddesses, but they have qualified needlework skills.
The three girls quickly began to sew up Viscount Polly's wound with special needles and thread.
The girls' movements were steady and fast, with the needle and thread constantly shuttling back and forth between the wounds, as if it was not flesh but a piece of torn clothing.
It took only two minutes in total for the three girls to suture all of Viscount Polly's wounds, and the bleeding that had been unable to stop was also stopped!
After the bleeding stopped, Lilia and the others did not stop. They first cleaned the wound again with a clean cloth, and then began to apply medicine on it and bandage it. They went through the whole process very skillfully.
"Gervis, who invented this method? It's amazing!"
Even the Lord of the North, a golden knight, had never seen such a method of saving people, actually doing needlework on people's bodies.
Although the method is very simple, it is undeniable that it is really effective and is many times better than using a soldering iron to stop bleeding.
"Haha, Lord Gust, this is a method I got by chance! As long as his internal organs are not injured, Viscount Polly should be fine!"
Every time he used this wound suturing technique in front of outsiders, it would cause a round of surprise. In fact, Gervis had gotten used to it.
But now the four earls were surprised at the same time, and the Lord of the North was still one of the strongest military forces on this continent, so Gervis still gained a great sense of satisfaction.
"Gervis boy, you are pretty good! Alice didn't choose the wrong person. She really inherited her mother's vision of judging people!"
The Lord of the North smiled happily, now becoming more and more satisfied with Gervis.
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After rescuing Viscount Polly, Gervis did not stop and took Lilia and others back to his camp.
Polly's condition has stabilized, and the Lord of the North needs to continue to pay attention to the battlefield.
The battle lasted for more than an hour and ended with the defeat of Welton's thousands of men as no surprise. In this battle, more than a hundred people from the Welton family died and more than sixty were seriously injured.
Gervis treated all those who could be treated, and then sent all the injured back to the Earl's camp in the east.
Although Gervis did not gain any actual benefit from rescuing the Weldon family this time, he did gain considerable fame in the Earl's camp in the east.
It was widely spread that there were numerous doctors in the camp under Gervis, all of them highly skilled doctors, and no matter how big the wound was, these girls could heal it.
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After the Welton family's troops retreated, the offensive did not stop. The second Earl family's troops gathered one mile outside the city wall. As the charge horn sounded, another battle began!
“I think I can make some money this time!”
Looking at the siege team slowly advancing in the distance, Gervis muttered softly.
The family that attacked the city this time was the Budd family, which Gervis was not familiar with. The Budd family was quite far away from Jones County.
But this is not important. What is important is that Gervis is ready to collect the money this time.
Soon, fierce fighting on the city wall began.
It was still the same old routine. The defenders first launched a wave of stone bombs from catapults, then followed by arrows, and finally the two sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat on the city walls.
The four earls were still watching the battle at the gate of the camp, but at this time, Earl Waters of the Bud family, while watching the battle, occasionally looked towards the small camp five hundred meters away.
"Why haven't you sent anyone to rescue them?"
Several earls were mocking Gervis's "selfless" rescue of the wounded. They thought that he was such a fool that he could do such a thing that only the church could do.
However, now it was his subordinates' turn to take the stage, and he hoped that this idiot would act quickly and rescue his subordinates.
The wounded soldiers of the Weldon family who had just been treated by Gervis had been sent back to the Earl's camp. They saw it clearly and found that none of them had lost limbs or were hit by the stones from the catapult.
All the sword and arrow wounds were treated properly and recovered within a week or two.
Although these earls did not care about the lives of ordinary soldiers, they also had their elite legions participating in the battle. It would cost a lot of money and time to train an elite soldier. They would not mind if Gervis, a selfless philanthropist, could provide some assistance.
"Lord Waters, what are you looking at?"
Gust, who was standing by, had already noticed the strangeness of Count Waters, and mocked them in his heart for their obvious contempt for Gervis's behavior. But now when they needed Gervis, they wished that Gervis would immediately send people to the battlefield to rescue their subordinates.
"It's nothing, it's just that the defenses of Baiyan City are too perfect. I don't know how much it will cost us to capture this city!"
Of course, Earl Waters would not say what he was thinking and was ready to change the subject.
However, just after Worster finished speaking, two groups of people retreated from the battlefield in front, and two young nobles were injured at the same time.
"Quick, send a carriage to pick them up!"
Earl Waters no longer cared to speak to the Lord of the North. He stood up and gave orders to his subordinates.
Even if elite soldiers were injured, it would not cause any major disturbance to these earls.
However, if their vassals or legion officers were injured, these earls would not dare to be negligent.
After all, titled knights are difficult to train, and the death of one is a huge loss.
"Yes, sir!"
I took the order and immediately led the waiting support team to rush forward.
Soon, the two injured young nobles were brought back. They still had serious sword and knife wounds. The iron full body armor was full of pits and there were more than ten gaps. Blood was constantly oozing out of the armor.
What's more, one of them was actually the deputy commander of his Bud family's elite knights!
"Quickly take off their full body armor and treat them with all your strength!"
When Worster saw this situation, he quickly gave orders to the doctor. This deputy commander was different from a vassal. He was trained by the Bud family themselves. Losing one of them would make him more sad than losing a vassal.
In addition to ordering the rapid treatment of the two men, Worster glanced towards Gervis' camp again and found that there was no movement there.
That is, no one went to the battlefield to rescue the wounded, and no one came here to check the situation.
"What's going on? Does that Gervis only save people from the Weldon family?"
Worster thought of a possibility.
While Worster was distracted, the two injured young nobles had their full body armor taken off, and the wounds on their bodies were even worse than Polly's previous injuries.
One person was fatally wounded when he was hit in the waist, leaving a large cut.
The other person had a nearly 20-centimeter-long wound on his chest and abdomen. The only reason he was able to survive until now was thanks to his physique as a mid-level silver knight.
"Hurry up and prepare the soldering iron!"
Two doctors belonging to the Budd family were prepared to treat the wounded using the methods they were most familiar with.
"Branding iron? Will it work on such a big wound?"
Worster was so angry that he didn't know whether he was angry at Gervis for not coming to save people, or at the incompetence of the two doctors.
But he was also worried about the two young nobles in his family.
After all, he was a veteran of the battlefield and knew that with the wounds of the two men, there was a high probability that they would die if they were treated with a branding iron.
"Press down on his wound first!"
"Wei Ke! Go to the camp over there and ask Viscount Gervis to come over for help!"
No matter why Gervis didn't come out to rescue people, Worster couldn't care less. He couldn't just watch his two subordinates die.
"Yes, sir!"
The distance of five hundred meters is not far. In less than a minute, Gervis was called over. Not far behind, eight girls from the medical team were riding in a carriage and rushing towards this side.
Of course, the reason why he came so quickly was because Gervis had been waiting for a long time to send someone to invite him.
Even before Micro, who was sent to invite Gervis, arrived at the camp gate, Gervis was already waiting outside the camp on a unicorn.
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"Viscount Gervis, please get your doctor to help treat these two of my subordinates!"
When Worster saw Gervis coming, he didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
"Don't worry, Earl Worcester. My doctor will be here soon. However, your two subordinates are seriously injured. I cannot guarantee their survival after treatment."
"Of course, Viscount Gervis, please rest assured. I am very clear about this. No matter whether they live or die, Viscount Gervis will not be blamed on you."
"Well, there is one more thing..."
Gervis looked shy and hesitated to speak.
"Please speak, Viscount Gervis, saving lives is the most important thing now!"
Worster was a little anxious. If the Lord of the North had not been standing next to him, he would have put his sword on Gervis' neck and asked him to save him.
"I actually charge for treating the wounded!"
Gervais's words were sincere.
"For a fee? Viscount Gervis just now..."
Worster's eyes widened. He just saw Gervis treat the Welton family without charging any fees!
No wonder there was no movement in Gervis' camp when it was his family's turn to attack. It turned out that the money had not arrived.
"Viscount Gervis, I wonder how much money it will cost! I'll give it to you now. Please let your doctor treat my two subordinates first."
After taking a deep breath, Earl Worcester was not too angry. After all, this was the most normal thing for a noble.
"Lilia, go and rescue those two wounded!"
At this moment, the carriage responsible for transporting the medical team arrived. Gervis nodded and quickly gave instructions to Lilia and the others.
"Yes, sir!"
Lilia and her companions quickly jumped off the carriage, and then took the first aid kits and started to rescue the two young nobles in groups of four.
Seeing this, Earl Worcester felt slightly relieved.
In this world, the treatment of sword wounds is mainly to stop the bleeding. As long as the bleeding is stopped, there is a great chance of survival.
As for damage to internal organs, that is not even within consideration. Even if we know that the internal organs are damaged, there is no way to treat it.
"Viscount Gervis, I wonder how much it will cost to treat them both?"
"Earl Worster, 10 gold coins for a silver intermediate knight, 7 gold coins for a silver beginner knight!"
Gervis had already opened his perception to check the strength of the two men, and then he told them the price he had already thought of.
“…”
There was a moment of silence, including among the Lord of the North and the other two earls.
To be honest, the earls had expected high medical expenses.
But, what kind of nonsense is it that you use the level of cultivation to determine the charging standards? Is this really okay?
"Vic, bring 15 gold coins to Baron Gervis!"
After a moment's silence, Worster looked at Gervis several times, but in the end he said nothing and ordered his subordinates to deliver the gold coins.
At this time, the Lord of the North looked at Gervis and became more and more satisfied.
He now feels that his grandson-in-law is better than his peers in all aspects except for his lower cultivation ability.
Even the way he makes money is so ruthless, he is a completely qualified noble lord.
"Baron Gervis, what if we need to rescue ordinary soldiers? How many people will it take?"
Worster asked again.
"Earl Worcester, no matter if the injury is minor or serious, each person will be treated with one silver coin! But at the same time, I cannot guarantee whether the person will live or die after treatment!"
In fact, the risk of death after treatment for ordinary soldiers is much higher than that for titled knights, because the physique of titled knights will not cause death from infection.
Ordinary people are very likely to suffer from wound infection. There are no anti-inflammatory drugs in this world, and if infection occurs, it is basically a dead end.
After hearing Gervis' answer, Worster didn't say anything more.
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The battle between the four earls lasted until dusk, and the news that Gervis was providing paid assistance to the wounded spread to the ears of all the nobles in the eastern camp.
Of course, news also came out that the medical team had an astonishing number of doctors and advanced techniques for stopping bleeding and suturing wounds.
Although some minor nobles felt that Gervis's fees were a bit expensive, even the lowest-ranking bronze beginner knight was charged one gold coin.
But considering the miraculous treatment method, no one cursed Gervis.
After all, no one knows whether they will need Gervis's rescue team.
At this moment, Gervis has returned to the Jones family camp in the west.
He actually earned 38 gold coins in this afternoon, of which the Worster family earned 18, which included the reward for rescuing two minor nobles and dozens of ordinary soldiers.
The other two earl families also made Gervis earn 20 gold coins. The medical team treated one of their mid-level silver knights and one of their low-level silver knights, as well as several ordinary soldiers.
"Haha, that's great. I got my money back all at once. Luckily I didn't sell these girls in the first place. Instead, I had the idea to train a rescue team. Now I've made back my money with interest!"
Sitting in his tent, Gervis looked at the pile of golden coins on the table, drank wine, and felt very happy.
In the evening, Gervis only brought back his personal guards and did not bring back the medical team. This was because the strategy formulated by the Principality of Zeon this time was to engage in a round-the-clock battle against Baiyan City, so there were battles even at night.
The medical team is responsible for continuing to treat the wounded, Lilia, the captain of the medical team, is responsible for helping Gervis collect money, and the slave soldiers are responsible for continuing to protect their safety.
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The next day, in the Jones family camp.
"Gevis, when are you going to start your plan? His Majesty the King has just sent a herald over, asking us to start the attack quickly!"
"As for how we need your cooperation, you can tell them now!"
Alice sat in the main seat of the meeting tent, and below her were the vassals of the Jones family. They were going to start discussing the attack today.
In fact, even without the king's order, some of Alice's vassals had already begun to get anxious. Many of them were actually looking forward to the reward that the king would issue.
Even though they were now sent to the west wall and only the Jones family was responsible for the attack, many people still wanted to give it a try.
"The plan can start right away!"
"As for cooperation, I hope that each family will send me 20 people and three carriages this afternoon!"
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you're a serf, you don't need to bring weapons!"
Gervis looked at the expressions of those little nobles, understood what they were thinking, and prepared to start his own plan.
Although the dam will not be built until noon, the fire points on the city wall must be eliminated before carrying out one's plan.
Gervis saw with his own eyes the consequences of the dozens of catapults unleashing their power, and that was when they were well prepared.
What about when you are unprepared?
Gervis was also very clear about this, because yesterday the Charles family on the north wall demonstrated the consequences of being caught off guard and fired upon by catapults.
Gervis heard people in the camp talking this morning about how tragic the attack by the Charles family was yesterday.
Their charging team did not deliberately separate themselves, but instead crowded together and charged forward.
As a result, when the charging team reached more than 200 meters away from the city wall, dense stone bullets suddenly flew over, often killing or injuring seven or eight people on the spot with one stone bullet.
When the Charles family's siege team of more than a thousand people arrived at the bottom of the city wall, the number of people was less than 600, and the catapults alone caused more than 400 casualties.
When the Charles family finally withdrew from the battlefield, there were only less than 500 soldiers left, and the casualties were more than three times that of other families.
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Gervis' idea of dealing with the catapults on the city wall was simple: just use artillery to bombard them.
Although Alice also brought five large catapults this time, the accuracy of the catapults was too poor. Trying to eliminate the small catapults on the city wall was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.
Bringing Alice and a group of minor nobles to a place 500 meters away from the city wall, Gervis stopped.
"Ike! Pull out my little steel cannon!"
7000+! I paid back one chapter! I still owe 9 chapters!
(End of this chapter)
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