novelODS Chapter 210 Battle Results
Chapter 210 Battle Results
Chapter 211 Battle Results
On the battlefield, which had just quieted down, the air was filled with the strong smell of sulfur and dust mixed with a faint stench of rust and blood. Inhaling it brought a burning, stinging pain to the lungs.
On the grass that had been trampled and left in a mess, the members of the Silver Dawn Knights were working in an orderly manner.
They removed the still-intact breastplates and chainmails from the enemy corpses, collected the scattered longswords, lances, and crossbows, and gathered the warhorses that had lost their masters. Some of the warhorses pawed restlessly and neighed mournfully, as if calling out to their masters who could no longer answer.
Peter stood on a slightly higher earthen slope, overlooking the spoils of his victory.
His tall frame and armor were stained with the blood of his enemies, the armor reflecting a dark red light, making him look like a war statue that had just stepped out of mythology.
The excitement of battle had not yet completely faded from his body; the vibrations and reaction forces from swinging the sword still lingered in his muscle memory. But even stronger was the feeling of complete control over power, and the cold, clear flow of information that flooded his mind.
After the battlefield was cleared, Peter's Knights of the Silver Dawn had killed over forty cavalrymen and captured ten; they had killed over one hundred infantrymen and captured one hundred. This was more than just a series of numbers; it represented the annihilation of a sizable Polish mercenary unit, and it meant that the Knights of the Silver Dawn's invincible reputation would once again spread with the news of victory. More importantly, that immense amount of combat experience had once again pushed the boundaries of his personal strength.
"It's been upgraded again—"
Peter thought to himself, "Sure enough, when I, as a lone wolf, struggled to accumulate 5000 experience points even after hacking and slashing, I could get enough to level up by having each employee provide me with 50% of the experience after becoming a boss, all in one big battle."
A warm current arose out of nowhere, quickly flowing through his limbs and bones, dispelling accumulated fatigue, strengthening muscle fibers, and expanding his mental perception. He clearly "saw" his level jump from Iv13 to Iv14, and his experience bar became (6660/7000). At the same time, 5 precious free attribute points, 5 skill points, and 1 even rarer talent point floated in his consciousness, waiting to be allocated.
Almost without hesitation, Peter put all 5 free attribute points into the "Activity" column.
The moment his activity attribute broke through the 30-point mark, he felt as if a gate inside his body had been completely opened. The burning sensation in his lungs from the intense exercise vanished after a few deep breaths, and the muscle soreness subsided at an astonishing speed. He tried swinging his arms a few times with all his might, creating a whooshing sound, and then stopped. In just ten breaths, the brief feeling of exhaustion had completely disappeared, and his stamina bar seemed to have a mind of its own, rapidly replenishing itself.
"Thirty points of vitality, recovery is at its maximum—" Peter was shocked. "This means that as long as I'm not instantly critically injured and have enough healing potions, I can almost continue high-intensity combat for an entire day!"
This was beyond the reach of ordinary humans; it was more like a legendary, tireless war machine. He could almost see himself charging back and forth among thousands of troops, using his terrifying regenerative abilities to wear down and grind down his enemies.
Next were five skill points. His gaze swept across the skill list. His swordsmanship had already reached Master level 5v25, and a significant leap forward was unlikely in the short term. His riding and archery skills had been stuck at level 19 for a long time. With a thought, he allocated the skill points to these two skills respectively.
"Riding skill upgraded to Iv20!"
"Archery skill upgraded to Iv20!"
In that instant, countless subtle techniques for riding horses, how to maintain stability during a bumpy, high-speed gallop, and insights into the connection between rider and mount flooded my mind. At the same time, my knowledge of crossbows also suddenly became clear: accurate judgment of wind speed, parabolic corrections for different distances, and estimation of lead time for moving targets—
These skills, which originally required countless hours of practice to master, were now ingrained in his instincts. Moreover, the combination of the two skills made mounted archery effortless, just like the Mongols who had grown up on horseback.
Peter knew that his riding and ranged attack abilities had reached a new level. But he also understood that level 20 was a threshold. To break through to the true master level (above level 20), simply accumulating points was not enough. He needed a real breakthrough, or, like his swordsmanship, to receive personal enlightenment and guidance from renowned masters such as Master Cat or Master Martin.
He then added 3 skill points to Stealth: "Stealth upgraded to Iv12!"
A flood of experience—the art of stealthily scaling walls and crouching low—filled his mind, giving him an immediate urge to sneak into the Italian Palace and steal it. Fortunately, he had some self-awareness and managed to suppress this urge.
Finally, there was that precious talent point. Peter almost without hesitation, investing it once again into an aura-type talent that provided a huge boost to the entire legion. A new talent icon lit up in his mind, radiating an unyielding light.
Never Give Up
Your subordinates swear to follow you and never run away again, and will fulfill this oath no matter how painful it may be.
When their health drops below 50% in combat, their armor will increase by 25 points, thus improving their chances of survival.
This effect will last until health is restored to 50 or more or until the battle ends.
"What a talent!" Peter cheered inwardly. This talent perfectly complemented the [Burning Fury] talent he had previously acquired (which increased recovery speed after being injured). One increased defense, and the other increased recovery; with this double protection, his soldiers' survivability in adversity would undergo a qualitative leap, truly becoming an invincible and indomitable iron army.
Finally, after adding points and enhancements, Peter examined his completely revamped stats:
Name: Peter Griffin (Baron, Commander of the Silver Dawn Knights)
Level: lv14 (6660/7000)
Height: 193 cm Weight: 94 kg Vital Count: 100/100
Energy: 100/100 (daily - 17 PM)
Nutrition: 100/145 (daily - 17 PM)
Stamina: 300/300 (+30 points per second)
Weight: 5218/410 (lbs. Overweight)
财富：300杜卡特、161200格罗申主属性：力量30、敏捷30、活力30、智力30、魅力19
次属性：爆发25、防御15、闪避15、口才17、视野15。
技能：剑术|v25、骑术|v20、射术|v20、拳脚Iv8、投掷lv16、生存lv10、饮酒lv6、
Beast Taming | v3, Academics lv8, Stealth lv12, Latin 10
Talents: Diligent youth, nimble hands, pure mind and body, keen observation, silent cat-like movements, animal-like affinity, strong grip, light as a feather, graceful posture, handsome man, brave warrior with thick blood, sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in war!, burning with rage.
Unyielding Remaining Points: 0 Attribute Points, 0 Skill Points, 0 Talent Points.
Peter closed the panel with satisfaction. The increase in strength was real, and that was more reassuring than any wealth.
In his perception, the busy knights around him were also surrounded by a faint glow of experience points, though far less abundant than his. Moreover, according to the system's rules, 50% of the experience points they gained were taken as "leader's contribution" and fed back to him, the commander. Therefore, no one had leveled up immediately like him yet. But they too benefited from Peter's invisible yet powerful aura. Minor wounds stopped bleeding and scabbed over at a visible speed, and their stamina recovered rapidly.
Even Jessica and the drunkard Heinick, whose character panels haven't been unlocked yet, although their recovery speed is a bit slower than the Knights, still enjoy the aura bonuses of [Thick-Blooded Warrior] (enhancing vitality), [Sweat More in Normal Times, Bleed Less in War!] (improving training effectiveness and basic stamina), [Burning Rage], and the newly acquired [Never Surrender].
The wound on Jessica's brow bone, slashed open by the enemy's blade, had stopped bleeding and was now covered with dark red scabs. At this rate, it would probably be almost completely healed in less than a day.
While muttering that "the wine is almost gone," Hynik energetically directed his soldiers to load the captured supplies onto the trucks.
The battlefield cleanup yielded a bountiful harvest: over thirty still-rideable warhorses, twenty dead stable horses awaiting disposal, twenty-four packhorses primarily for transport, and twelve large wagons laden with various supplies. Weapons, armor, bows, crossbows, and other spoils of war captured from the enemy filled another ten wagons. This knightly order, originally renowned for its mobility, had now transformed into a sizable heavy transport unit.
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