Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第1282/1399页)

sthatend.KingDimitri’swarriorsalsomadeuseofthistimetowalkovertoMr.Kaffeetroupandreahebattlegroundcametoastandstill.Therewerehundredsofthedeadandwoundedlyingontheground.Theairermeatedwiththemetallicsmelloffreshbloodasalmosthalfofbotharmieshadperished.Thesulesslyandunsteadilynotquitereagthemiddleofthesky,coldlywatgthebattlegroundfullofheadlesscorpsesandmutitedbodies.Thedeadweredead,butthemoansandgroansofthewoundedwereheartwrengireme;forknowinggoingbaealiveossibledream,theywishedonlyforaquickdeathasextricationfromtheunbearablepaintheywereexperieng.

    Witheyesnarrowedintoslits,Ats’gncesweptovertheextelefieldaeredhisattentiononthecampofKingDimitri’snativewarriors,whohadalreadybeenre-athemoment