It was only a brief engagement.
But it was enough for remaining dozen or so soldiers of Oirat Squad. They were all terrified.
And now they were trying their best to run away.
Jack and the others were ruthlessly chasing behind them, and they would not want to face them. It would be a one-sided massacre!
Achilles was the first person caught up with Oirat Squad. Without any hesitation, he effortlessly killed a Oirat soldier.
He did not even fight back and died while trying to escape. Until death, the only thing the Oirat soldier could do was screaming desperately.
Jack’s eyes fired up when he witnessed everything that had happened.
Perhaps… This was the true meaning of a total rout.
Before this, he was not too sure about what it meant.
But now when he was experiencing everything first-hand, watching everything that was happening before him, he realized this word was very fitting for the situation right now.
Consecutively, Debut who was trailing behind Achilles, caught up with the Oirat Squad too.
Jack, Cole and Yarol also followed closely behind.
Even though Jack and the rest were lesser in numbers, they still won the battle without any suspense.
It was an unbalanced fight.
The killing sounds was roaring through the wind and snow.
In a blink of an eye, the battle came to an end.
When the battle ended.
Jack sat on the war horse and calmly looked at everything in front of him.
Blood, dead bodies, and even corpses of war horses, armors scattered everywhere…
When everything was over, after he had calmed down, he felt as if he was dreaming.
Although the short encounter seemed threatening with no actual danger, everyone was exhausted from the battle.
Achilles, Debut and the others all dismounted from their horses, and rested on the snowfield.
Yarol and Cole was obviously the weakest among them. When they sat on the ground, they were gasping for breath and sweating endlessly.
Compared to them, Debut was slightly better. After he took a few breaths, he took out some medical bandage and dressed Yarol’s wounds.
After taking a breather, Debut, Yarol and Cole started cleaning up the battlefield.
All of these… were military merits!
Achilles did not move at all, he gazed intensely at Jack who was still sitting on his horse.
Periodically, he would show signs of admiration from his brooding eyes.
For two men, sometimes they could just resolve their contradiction in an instant.
This was especially true for military personnel!
Perhaps, one battle was enough for them to bury the hatchet.
This was how Achilles felt. From the short battle just now, Achilles saw how imperious Jack was. Therefore, he was slowly putting down the matter that had happened from before.
“As expected, a gifted man can shine wherever he goes.”
Achilles murmured quietly, with a voice only he could hear.
Unlike Debut and the other two people, Achilles knew everything about Jack.
And that understanding was the reason why he uttered those words out with mixed feelings.
“Jack, let’s drink!”
Achilles took a goatskin sack from his waist, opened the cork, raised his head and drank it. Then, he threw the sack to Jack.
Jack caught the sack with his hands. He could smell a tempting aroma coming out from the sack. He asked hesitantly, “Mr. White, we are still halfway through our mission, is this appropriate?”
“Why is it inappropriate? If I say it is fine, then it will not be a problem. In this kind of winter, how can we get rid of the cold if we don’t get some alcohol in our stomach?”
Achilles waved his hand and laughed boldly, “Don’t you worry. I know the rules. I have seen better days before. The Dragon Cavalry has strict rules, and military orders allows no disobedience. However, in this case, a small sip does not really matter.”
He gave the explanation, with a slight hint of self-mockery.
This made Jack felt somewhat awkward.
He was the one who replaced Achilles’ Chief Guard’s position.
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