I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - #171 - Chapter 171 Parting ways, hard to make a choice

Some people have made comparisons. Compared with modern warfare, cold weapon battlefields are more cruel because death is often not instant but involves a long waiting period.

The main reason is that when cold weapons cannot cause fatal damage, soldiers will only continue to lose blood after falling to the ground, or be trampled to death.

The fierce battle continues, and the bloody and cruel scenes are shocking. The swords are intertwined, and the biting cold condenses in the air. Every swing can bring the end of life.

Ian was not idle at this moment. The moment there were casualties on his side, he had already ordered Phoenix to phantom to save people.

Although this is a training, he will not intervene too much, but it is reasonable to save the wounded. After all… veterans who have experienced combat will always cherish resources.

Only when the opponent doesn’t respect martial ethics will he make reasonable corrections. If he hits 600 for 10,000, it’s OK. But if you want to hit 600 for 100,000, don’t blame him for forcing him to leave the game and balance the data.

“Heal quickly!”

Ian applied the white fresh essence with one hand and waved his wand to cast the healing spell. As the battle became more and more intense, Phoenix brought back wounded more and more frequently, so he had no choice but to work on both sides and treat them at the same time.

After the initial treatment, those with minor injuries picked up weapons and continued to fight on the battlefield. Moreover, he also discovered that the potions that restored physical strength that almost every one of these soldiers carried, and the fungus potions that he had taught the Norma trio, played a huge role at this moment.

While treating the wounded, he still checked the battle ahead from time to time. Ten minutes of high-intensity battle has reduced the number of fungi by more than half. Ten thousand may seem like a lot, but on average, it’s not much when compared to 600 people.

Especially the archers commanded by Ina beside him, they were like tireless robots, loading their bows with arrows, aiming and shooting, without any unnecessary movements in the whole process, which looked extremely elegant.

From the beginning of the battle until now, according to Ian’s rough calculation, these 200 archers shot at least 20 times. Each arrow is driven by the strong tension of the iron-tired bow, and will kill in one hit as soon as it hits, like a ruthless sniper, harvesting lives crazily.

It can be said that by far, the ones who have caused the greatest casualties to the fungi are indeed the archers.

But Ian understands very well that in this kind of cold weapon battlefield, what matters is not the enemy’s killing record, but the overall cooperation. If there was no phalanx of spears led by Norma blocking the front like a reef, and no Ryan protecting the flanks, the fungi could easily jump onto the four to five meter stone house with just a simple charge.

The battle is still going on, but the winner is actually clear. Ian looked at it from a third party’s perspective. Even if the fungi still had nearly half of their vitality left, they were still at the end of their tether…

This battle may have been doomed from the first charge. Either they break through the defensive formation of spears and lay the foundation for victory, otherwise… defeat is just time.

The fungi may really not care about these cannon fodder, or they may want to obtain experimental data. Even if the situation becomes clear, they still fight to the death. There is quite a sense of burning the boat and fighting against the odds.

The killings continued. Soon, there were only a few fungus monsters left on the entire battlefield.

“Disperse! Charge!”

Unlike Ina’s crispy and waxy voice, Norma’s voice is always hearty and clear.

After receiving the charge order, the spear phalanx was instantly dispersed into rows. Different from the defense just now, the spears in their hands were now adjusted to 160° slightly parallel to the ground, and they launched a charge towards the only remaining enemy.

After receiving the order, Ryan also held swords with both hands and led a few swordsmen to follow closely.

Similarly, Norma’s charge also brought a successful conclusion to this critical battle.

…

Treat the wounded, clean the battlefield, and count casualties…

All this was carried out in an orderly manner under the arrangements of Norma and the others.

Ian was not idle either. He first checked the situation of the Sorcerer’s Stone. Because from the beginning of the battle, he had asked Phoenix to bring the magic stone to save people on the battlefield, while also constantly absorbing the vitality dissipated by the fungus.

He did not forget the ability to absorb the vitality of these monsters even when the magic stone was saturated.

“It’s even more brilliant…” Ian lowered his head and carefully examined the magic stone in his hand.

Feeling someone approaching from behind, he put the magic stone away and then turned around. When he saw the person, he asked in a shy voice: “Have the casualties been counted?”

Ina nodded slightly and said in a sad tone: “Yes, we have all counted. There are 42 people in total, 32 from Norma and 10 from Ryan.”

He saw that Ina’s eyes were a little red, and she had obviously cried secretly just now. After all… As one of the first three people to be born, she had watched every casualty here grow up, and she was filled with sadness. It’s inevitable.

Seeing Ina’s sad expression, Ian didn’t know how to comfort her. He had no choice but to step forward and hug her gently, this being who was like his own daughter.

“Cry if you want. I’m here, don’t be afraid.” He gently stroked Ina’s back and whispered in her ear.

The expected burst of crying did not occur, but the sobs and trembling from time to time in his arms told him that Ina was not as strong as he thought.

Despite her heroic command of the battle before, in the final analysis, this is the first time she has experienced this kind of separation between life and death…

…

Ian didn’t speak a word, and just held Ina quietly.

a long time……

After feeling the figure in his arms slowly calm down, he said softly: “You have to slowly learn to accept this…”

Speaking of this, he was a little speechless and didn’t know what to say next. The original intention was to tell Ina that their mission was to kill and fight, so that she could adapt and grow, but…

“I know!” Ina raised her head slightly and looked at the sky with clear eyes. “I know it all! Not only me, Norma and Ryan also know it…”

There are some words that Ian already knows without saying them explicitly.

“Then what are your plans next? This place is obviously no longer suitable for living.”

Ina first looked around, and then said with some determination: “We will separate and then find suitable places to live. In fact… we should have separated a long time ago. It is all because of my willfulness…”

Ian didn’t say anything about this. It was obvious that Yina and the others could directly receive instructions from the native world.

“What about you? Will you come with me? Or follow Norma?” Ina suddenly looked at him with expectant eyes.

Faced with this kind of question, he opened his mouth, but for a while he really didn’t have an answer. He could only change the subject and said with a wry smile: “Why not Ryan?”

When Ina heard this answer, she immediately had the answer in her heart, but she just raised her eyebrows and stopped asking further.

As for Ryan…she is not blind. After being together for so long, and Ian’s behavior before and after, Ryan may really look like he was picked up.

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