Whatever caused a war, and whatever its aims, it inevitably brought heavy casualties.
Allen did not know the exact situation among the Dwarves and Elves, but the temporary Field Hospital he had established in Dale was already full of wounded.
The militia from Lake-town had spent an entire day finding ways to bring every human, Elf, and Dwarf on the battlefield who still showed signs of life to the hospital in Dale.
Although they had not joined the fighting directly, carrying back hundreds of people had left them exhausted after a full day's work.
Not only that, before the warriors returned, they had prepared piping-hot food and plenty of hot water so that the soldiers who had fought on the front lines could have hot soup and meals as soon as they came back.
By now, they were too tired to keep going. As soon as Allen returned, he sent them to rest.
Although these people had not faced the enemy in battle, Allen felt their contributions deserved a place on the roll of merit as well.
The wounded they had brought back had already received basic treatment from Jeremus's dozen or so apprentices. Their injuries would no longer worsen, and they would recover under the doctors' careful care.
After all, Jeremus was Allen's army physician. This was precisely his field, and the apprentices he had trained were quite competent.
But there were simply too many wounded, and treating them required tremendous concentration. The apprentices were exhausted too. They left two people on duty while the rest went to get some sleep.
The wounded Elves had already been collected by people King Thranduil had sent. The Woodland Elves left behind some ointments, saying they were particularly effective for external injuries. Allen thanked them and accepted the supplies.
Balin had also