Chapter 2320 - 1640: What Are These Mooing, Bleating, Grunting Four-Legged Beasts?

No matter how arrogant they were in their daily lives, how much they doubted the Church, inside, they always had a reliance on the values and worldview established by the faith of the Cross. But now, after being forcefully and bloodily converted, the old everything has collapsed with a crash, and the new everything has yet to be established. The whole person became empty, as if they lost their soul.

"Chief Divine bless you! The Demon bless you! What the Almighty can give you, the Demon's Chief Divine can give you double! What the Cross Church is unwilling to give you and even wants to take away, I, Martin, will represent the Chief Divine Church and give you double!"

Seeing the Shenluo Mercenaries in a daze, Priest Adin's face lifted into a smile, as if last night's madness and evil had disappeared. Amidst the trembling of the mercenaries, he approached affectionately, clasped the hand of Sergeant Albert, and infiltrated while smiling.

"Albert! I heard you're the warrior second only to Reinhardt? How about it, do you want to become the second Knight of the Chief Divine Church on San Juan Island? Don't tremble, don't be afraid. I think you can do it, so you can do it! You know, becoming a Knight of the Chief Divine Church means you can get a nobility title and a fief! You can marry some native wives right here on the island as a noble. Isn't this much better than returning to the poor countryside of Bavaria, returning to a poor village exploited and looted by the Cross Church?"

"The Chief Divine is incredibly generous and benevolent! I assure you, serving as a knight working for the Chief Divine will be ten times, twenty times better than being a mercenary!"

Smiling, Priest Adin worked hard to brainwash Albert. Since he converted these mercenaries and wanted to incorporate them as his subordinates, he certainly could not let Reinhardt remain as the indisputable Mercenary Captain. He had been eyeing for a long time, intending to select a few from these mercenaries to anoint as Chief Divine Knights, splitting this large group into several factions. Then, find ways to win them over, turning this force into the loyal followers and supporters of Priest Adin!

"Ahaha! Everyone listen up! As long as you follow me, as long as you sincerely worship the Demon's Chief Divine and serve the Kingdom of the Lake, I will ensure you all have land and manor, and the status and title of knights! Those of you who earn military merit and perform the best can even become Military Merit Nobility in Cuba, Haiti, and right here on San Juan Island!"

"When I, Martin, give my word, it counts! You are all my closest hometown folks, and I would never harm you!... Chief Divine witnesses, I am pointing out a bright path to you that has never existed before!"

The sea breeze gently swept over the bloodstained harbor. Two towering Clark Galleons hoisted their sails, with the ship heads facing west. Thirty Kingdom's Warriors and Barbarian Soldiers guarded an equal number of sailors, bid farewell to Warrior Captain Kepili and embarked on the voyage to Haiti.

If they're lucky, they might meet the fleet sent by the Kingdom for support on the way. And if they're unlucky, with a tight schedule, even within seven or eight days, before any possible major outbreak of smallpox, they would still have enough time to return to the affiliated tribes of West Haiti. In the worst-case scenario, if smallpox were to break out rapidly while they were still in East Haiti, outside the Kingdom's influence, they would, without hesitation, kill all the sailors during the outbreak, crash the ship onto the shore, and wait for the Kingdom's fleet to search.

"Chief Divine bless! Go, warriors! Bring the news of my victory and the most important war spoils back to Haiti, to the Shoumaoying Chief Priest!"

"Splash splash! ~"

With the long wind breaking the waves, the two towering Galleons vanished on the western horizon. Having finished these tasks, Warrior Captain Kepili finally had the time to start organizing and accounting for all the discovered spoils of war.

"In total, 124 corpses of Evil Demon Elite veterans were slain, along with 40 Evil Demon sailors and strong men? Hmm, this is a good military achievement! Pile their heads on the shore, building a skull tower to commemorate the Divine War! Then, remove the armor and weapons from their bodies, dig a remote pit, and bury all the bodies! If burying is too laborious, with the risk of an epidemic, then burn them with fire first, and then bury the remains!"

"Yes, boss!"

The blazing fire ignited at a dedicated site for burning corpses outside the stronghold. Over the past six months, thousands of Taino Tribe members had been burned to ashes and remains at this cold incineration site, regardless of life and death. When the bodies of the Castilians were also thrown into the fire, the same pungent smell arose again. It was like a cycle of fate. They burned the Natives here, and they too were reduced to ashes by the Natives!

"Chief Divine bless! In total, we captured 200 Evil Demon's breastplates? 360 fine iron weapons of the Evil Demon? Over a hundred Evil Demon crossbows and a dozen Evil Demon cannon on the shore? Hmm, and the armor or leather armor from our fallen warriors, a lot of which require repair."

Warrior Captain Kepili continued to calculate, organizing the many captured military armaments. These weapons and armor left by the Evil Demon not only came from battlefield captures but also from reserves in the Wood Castle Warehouse. But judging from their bloody appearance, this might also be equipment left by the fallen Evil Demons from a previous raid.

As for the Kingdom's Warriors who died in the previous battle, their cloth copper armor was dismantled by the Evil Demon, with the Bronze Pieces removed, and most were found on the flagship of the Holy Light. Obviously, the Evil Demons valued the "copper" in the Kingdom's cloth copper armor more than the "ancient" armor itself.

"May the radiant Chief Divine guide the fallen warriors and lead their souls to the distant Red Kingdom!"

The burial of the Kingdom's Warriors was significantly more solemn and dignified than the handling of the Evil Demon corpses. Kepili personally led people to dig a big pit, buried the bodies properly, then brought stones to seal the grave, sprinkling the seeds of Twenty Flowers symbolizing death on top. After completing these tasks, they turned to the "good stuff" in the stronghold. However, Kepili could not fully recognize these "good things" left by the Castilians and had to bring Priest Adin along to identify them.

"Hahaha! Huitzilopo bless! These are three lame mares and two stallions with injured legs, all good horses from Andalusia! The Castilians carefully attended to these horses that couldn't run, likely with the intention of breeding them to produce foals!"

Beside the Castilians' horse tracks, Priest Adin pointed at the five Andalusian horses, his face alight with joy. One mare was particularly beautiful, receiving extra care, even being able to trot slowly with a big belly. It was Knight Inigo's cherished "treasure," the mare Leon, who until his last breath, remained on his mind.

"Chief Divine bless! Priest Adin, can these four-legged horses be transported back to Haiti or Cuba and taken good care of?"

"Hmm... Esteemed Leopard Head Captain, actually, the condition of these horses is not suitable for long-distance migration. Especially among these three mares, two have already been bred and are pregnant by the Castilians... It's best to leave them here, under our good care! Don't worry, among the newly converted Shenluo Mercenaries, many can attend to horses! They'll manage these horses well!"

Warrior Captain Kepili frowned, looking deeply at Priest Adin for a moment before finally nodding. Then, he saw another three kinds of strange four-legged animals: one big and tawny with horns, another round and greyish-white, and the third one round-headed, fat, and dark brown.

"Chief Divine bless! What are these mooing, bleating, and snorting four-legged beasts?"

"Hahaha! These are the cows, sheep, and Iberian pigs brought by the Castilians!"

Priest Adin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, eyeing the chubby Iberian pigs, smiling as he spoke.

"Especially these Iberian pigs, they're extraordinarily delicious!"