The Legg family members were still standing guard at the top of the city, eagerly waiting for Davion to collect the ransom and release them as promised.
No one expected that just after all the negotiations were finalized and all the money and materials were delivered, Davion's team took the money and carriage, turned around and left without saying a word about releasing the hostages.
The Legg family was completely confused.
In such a long life, this is the first time they have seen this kind of operation of accepting money without acknowledging the debt, and turning their backs faster than flipping through a book.
But there was nothing they could do.
The light cavalry and heavy cavalry had already been wiped out, and there were only a few dozen infantry and a group of archers left in the city, so there was no capital to pursue them.
What's even worse is that the group of archers witnessed the entire fight.
They clearly saw that their proud heavy cavalry was unilaterally slaughtered by Davion alone.
Many people were frightened on the spot, and some even urinated in fear. The morale of the army was completely shattered, and they did not even have the courage to leave the city.
It wasn't until Davion's team was completely out of sight that the defenders on the city wall dared to cautiously rush to the messy battlefield.
At this moment, outside Liumu City, it is no longer what it used to be.
The loess in the entire wide open space was soaked with blood and dyed a dark crimson color.
In the center of the battlefield, forty-two naked corpses were piled on top of each other to form a high mountain of corpses.
Countless arms and thighs stretched out from the pile of corpses, standing bare and ridged. From a distance, they looked like dead trees on a barren mountain. The scene was extremely horrifying.
The closer you get to the pile of corpses, the muddy and slippery the ground beneath your feet becomes, and the strong and pungent smell of blood hits your face, making your stomach churn.
The few guards who had the courage to step forward to check it out felt chilled all over and their scalps were numb the moment they came closer!
All the corpses have no heads!
"Sir! Master Earl! Where are you?"
The middle-aged housekeeper who led the team here looked pale.
Seeing this hellish scene, he screamed!
Suppressing the violent feeling of vomiting, he hurriedly waved his hands and asked people to remove the pile of corpses, and searched for the corpses of Edmond Earl and the eldest young master Colin.
All the corpses were stripped naked.
Not even a pair of underwear was left behind.
Davion naturally looks down upon these tattered clothes, but those twenty civilians are not picky.
In their eyes, the clothes worn by these aristocratic gentlemen were made of fine fabrics. Even if they did not wear them themselves, they could exchange them for a few coins by taking them apart and selling them.
This also resulted in the headless corpse at the scene without any identifying items.
The housekeeper could only bite the bullet and let the soldiers pick up the corpses one by one and count them. He kept praying to Seven in his heart, hoping that the head of the family would survive.
"Seven, sir Earl, please don't let anything happen to you."
But when all the corpses were counted and the numbers were verified, the housekeeper's last hope was completely shattered.
A total of forty-two corpses, none too many, none too little!
Exactly the number of all the defenders leaving the city!
"Damn House Whent! How dare you kill someone after receiving a ransom! There is absolutely no bottom line, there are no aristocratic rules at all!"
The housekeeper was angry and frightened. He cursed and became completely confused.
He had no choice but to turn around like crazy and run back to the city, and quickly went to see Mrs. Earl for advice on countermeasures.
On the other side, in the retreating team.
Davion took out a piece of ordinary Tango, cut a few small pieces, and gave them to several injured cavalrymen to eat.
Afterwards, everyone passed through the small town, purchased sufficient food and supplies at once, and officially set off on their return journey.
The journey back was more than twice as fast as when we came.
When they arrived, the twenty civilians were weak and slowed down the march of the entire army.
On the way back, all the civilians were assigned war horses, and all marched on horseback, greatly increasing the distance traveled.
When the team rushed back to the border, the sun had just set, and the afterglow dyed the sky red.
"Kalen, send the order and let the peasants cut down the wooden piles on the spot."
Davion ordered in a deep voice.
"Put all the heads on the wooden stakes, make two wooden plaques, and carve the names of Legg and his son on them! Remember! Write clearly!"
For the next whole week, Davion's team was stationed at the border and stood still.
First, it is to prevent House Leygood from becoming angry and taking advantage of the empty border to send troops to raid, snatch heads, and wait for opportunities to retaliate.
The second is to make announcements to the border villages one by one, clearly declaring that this land will return to the jurisdiction of House Whent, and completely eradicating the traces of House Leygood's rule.
But the expected revenge has yet to come.
At this moment, Liumu City was already in chaos and completely paralyzed.
The head of the family and the heir were both killed in the battle, leaving only orphans and widows in the city. Mrs. Earl was sitting in charge with her young second son, and there was no one capable of taking charge of the overall situation.
But House Leygood is not sitting still.
On the night of the tragedy, two urgent letters were quickly sent to the city.
One letter is sent to Riverrun, and is delivered to Sir Robin Legge, captain of the guard.
Another letter was sent to King's Landing, contacting Edmure Tully's friend Tristan Lagg.
They plan to use their personal connections to appeal to Riverrun House Tully, and ask Fengjun to uphold justice and put pressure on House Whent.
But by the time Liumucheng barely managed to stabilize the civil strife and wanted to go to the border to recover the lord's head, it was already too late.
After being exposed to wind and sun for several days, the head on the wooden stake had long since rotted away, leaving only a pale skull.
If Davion hadn't specially set up two wooden plaques, they wouldn't have been able to tell which skull belonged to the Earl family.
Another day later, Harrenhal.
Davion led the entire army in triumph, and Hall of a Hundred Hearths prepared a celebration banquet early.
All ten Harrenhal infantrymen and ten House Vance cavalrymen who participated in the battle attended the main banquet.
Twenty civilian husbands were arranged to dine alone in the side hall.
Harrenhal Although there were no bards playing music to add to the fun, the morale of everyone who returned from the victory was high, and the atmosphere of the banquet was still lively and noisy.
Davion After three rounds of drinking, he was in high spirits, so he added a reward in public.
In addition to the merit rewards and trophies of your choice that everyone deserves, each person will be awarded two additional Gold Dragon.
As soon as the big reward came out, the atmosphere in the audience was instantly pushed to its peak, and everyone cheered endlessly.
"Long live the lord!"
"Long live the lord!"
Davion held the wine glass and his eyes fell on the ten Vance cavalry.
Standing next to him were Kalen·Vance who had just been called over.
Davion spoke slowly:
"Kalen, the cavalry of your Vance family are well trained. In this battle, their discipline, experience, and combat power have all been improved! I am very optimistic about them!"
Kalen couldn't understand Davion's thoughts at all. Hearing this, his heart tightened and he quickly bowed to express his position:
"My lord, whenever you give me an order, my subordinates will do their best and will never refuse!"
Davion waved his hand and spoke in a relaxed and casual tone:
"It's no big deal! I think these ten cavalry have excellent foundations. Why not let them stay at Harrenhal and serve me full-time from now on!"
Kalen·Vance's heart skipped a beat, and she felt distressed, but she didn't dare to refuse at all.
He was stunned for a short moment, then nodded and smiled in apology:
"As it should be!"
"Your Excellency is incredibly brave, what kind of cavalry cannot be cultivated? It is their honor to be favored by Your Majesty and stay in Harrenhal!"
Davion nodded slightly and chuckled:
"I won't take your men for nothing!"
"When you go back tomorrow, I will provide you with fifteen war horses, twenty sets of light cavalry and complete armor equipment, and I will reward you with an additional one hundred Gold Dragon."
"With these supplies, you can retrain a team of elite cavalry."
Kalen had a grateful smile on his face and thanked him repeatedly, but in his heart he was helpless and smiled bitterly to himself:
"It doesn't matter how well-trained and elite you are?"
"In the end, won't everyone just leave with just one word from you?"
"If you can't fight or offend, you have no choice but to admit defeat!"
"Oh, the baby is feeling miserable!"