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Chapter 454: Viscount Wayne's Ambition

On his warhorse, Viscount Wayne was fully covered in chain mail crafted by high-level blacksmiths. This included the complete set of neck, arm, and leg mail forged from iron. In terms of defense, he had everything.

There was nothing he could do. As the supreme lord of the northern county, he needed such protection, and he could afford it.

Behind him were 300 knights.

Their equipment wasn't bad.

On the triangular flag on the top of the lance, there was the family emblem of Viscount Wayne.

There was a red-eyed swallow holding a sword and a shield, surrounded by flowers.

This meant that he had real power, a fief, and an army. The sword and shield represented everything, and the three flower buds that could be seen in the flowers represented that his family had been around for 300 years.

However, that swallow was not something to be proud of. Instead, in the eyes of Viscount Wayne, there was a bit of irony.

The swallow represented the commoners.

This proved that his family was a noble that had made contributions from the commoners.

The red eye, on the other hand, was like the red eye of an eagle. It meant that his family had a marriage alliance with the royal family. They were one of the noble families that the royal family valued the most, and were the most important noble allies of the royal family.

The eagle and the lion were often the symbols of the royal family.

The symbol of the Dukedom of Leo was the lion.

The eagle was a branch of the bloodline that was closely related to the royal family, and it also represented the top-tier noble families.

In any case, the noble families were all connected by marriage. Their bloodlines had long permeated each other. It did not matter even if they had the same bloodline, because that was the truth. They relied on marriage in exchange for mutual support.

However, Viscount Wayne wanted to go one step further. It would be even better if he could replace swallows with eagles!

"Now is the chance."

He muttered to himself.

Turning his head, behind him and his personal knight, a bunch of mercenaries dressed in different clothes but holding weapons formed a long snake, following closely behind him. They walked quickly, each of their faces filled with fanaticism and excitement.

The desire for wealth, as well as the desire to change one's social class, had all evolved into a desire.

Viscount Wayne was the same.

"It's over there."

He looked forward. On the horizon in the distance, a majestic mountain range appeared before his eyes.

From the horizon on the left to the horizon on the right, it seemed endless. It was precisely this almost majestic mountain range that blocked the invasion from the vast desert further north.

This was the Senwaya range, the best backer of the Dukedom of Leo.

It used to be.

And now, it was!

Especially after the discovery of the salt mine in the Nahrin Desert, the Dukedom of Leo had also brought along its economic backer.

In a short period of time, the Dukedom of Leo had gotten rid of its original economic structure. It did not need to use crops and handicrafts to exchange for various goods. Just the tolls and commission from the trade caravan were enough to make it rich.

It was all because of that salt mine, the salt mine that did not belong to the Dukedom of Leo at the moment!

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The noble families began to move restlessly.

He, Viscount Wayne, was one of the most direct leaders.

That's right.

Viscount Wayne, the lord of the northern county, was this person who stood out.

He was also willing to stand out, willing to be used by the high-ranking noble families of the southern county. He was even smug about it. Finally, he had a chance to come into contact with the true, most powerful forces of the Dukedom of Leo.

If he did not have any value, it meant that this guy had no value at all.

That was no different from a dead person.

On the contrary.

If he could indirectly use the others' help.

This was a win-win situation. Wayne liked this feeling very much. For this reason, he was willing to stand out.

Although he ruled the entire northern county, this vast land was so barren and dangerous. The annual output of all the farms under his jurisdiction could not even compare to the few farms by the river in the southern county.

Even the most profitable fur products in the Senwaya range could not compare to the money earned from trading by the river.

Most importantly.

Viscount Wayne's title was only Viscount.

In the southern county and the eastern county, he was only a middle-level noble. From this, one could see the status of the northern county.

In the Dukedom of Leo, it was often said that the nobles in the northern county were a group of beggars with noble titles. Even the honorary nobles in the palace were not willing to work in the northern county. It was obvious that they looked down on this barren land.

How could he, Viscount Wayne, be willing to be looked down upon by the mainstream noble circle forever?

That's right.

Even he did not join the noble circle.

The noble of the southern county was the real noble. In the past, it could be considered as the eastern county. As for the noble of the northern county, they were no different from ordinary country bumpkins. In fact, the commoners of the southern county were comparable to the knights of the northern county.

In the circle of the true noble, this was undoubtedly a disgrace to the honor of the noble.

But now, it was different.

As long as he captured the Stone Pass, then he would have the stepping stone to become a noble.

And if he occupied the salt mine in Nahrin desert, even if he had to share the spoils with the other nobles of the Dukedom of Leo, even if he contributed the least, he would not be able to get the lion's share. Viscount Wayne also knew that he would completely become a noble.

This was a chance for his Wayne family to undergo a qualitative change.

He did not need to be overly greedy.

He just needed to take things slowly and steadily.

The Wayne family began to prosper. It took them 220 years to become the supreme lord of the northern county.

It was also because of his grandfather's great contributions that he obtained the status of supreme lord of the northern county. A few years later, he passed it on to his father, who passed it on to him before he died.

In other words, it took three generations to exchange for the 80-year-old position of supreme lord of the northern county.

As for him…

He was the viscount of the new generation of the Wayne family.

He could finally obtain a new change in the 16th year after inheriting this title and estate.

As long as he didn't lose the title of lord of the northern county and marry the high-ranking nobles of the southern county, the Wayne family would be able to use the geographical advantage to grow into a true high-ranking noble.

The entanglement of interests and realistic marriages were the most reliable means for the noble to form an alliance.

There was one in each of them.

Viscount Wayne could wait.

At worst, he could become a high-ranking noble in his grandson's generation.

At that time, the Wayne family would no longer be a Viscount. It was even possible that they would become a count. Their bloodline would even be intertwined with that of the royal family. Even the archduke would have his bloodline.

It was not impossible. Just thinking about it made Viscount Wayne tremble. He could not be more excited.

"Pass the order!"

He shouted.

He turned to the messenger behind him and ordered loudly, "Tell those cute boys to work harder. I need to reach a place 30 miles away from the pass by nightfall. At that time, I will find a village to let everyone rest!"

"Yes!" The messenger nodded and immediately rode his horse to deliver the order.

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Chapter 455: Sneak Attacks In the Night

The North County's noble alliance army finally arrived near the Stone Pass.

The originally rugged dirt road was now completely devoid of traces of the trade caravan and pedestrians.

Only a few figures riding horses could occasionally be seen in the distant flat plains. They rode past in the night, and even the cavalries sent by the noble alliance army could not catch up.

These cavalries were all desert bandits. They were scattered outside, following the noble's alliance army from afar.

Their mission was to investigate.

If the noble's light cavalries came to chase them away, they would leave without any reluctance.

But when the light cavalries retreated, these desert bandits would follow them like flies.

From afar, the distance between the two sides would never exceed 100 meters. This was simply too easy for the desert bandits. Compared to the Sarrand Desert, it was even easier to follow the trade caravan.

After all, they were all bandits, elite light cavalry trained in the desert!

When they were far from the noble alliance army's outpost, these desert bandits would get cose to those light cavalries and brazenly revealed their fangs. They pulled out their short pilums and rushed over in twos and threes, killing the light cavalries that did not have means of long-range attacks.

In terms of mobility, flexibility, and pilum throwing, the desert bandits were extremely confident!

They looked at the light cavalry of the noble alliance army.

They were originally full of anger.

Unknowingly.

They had entered deep into the plains and were relatively far away from the noble alliance army.

Initially, when they saw the desert bandits stop, their faces were filled with excitement. They wanted to rush up and finish off this group of sneaky fellows, but they did not expect that those sneaky fellows would instead charge over.

Before they could draw their swords and rush forward, they were dead on their horses' back when they were attacked by the pilums.

A regular battle?

To the desert bandits, this was a regular battle!

Along the way, they kept stopping and attacking the noble alliance army. These desert bandits could be considered as having fun.

Other than a few unlucky people who were too close to the allied army and were killed by the rain of arrows shot out by the powerful crossbows, no desert bandits were injured, but they still suffered losses.

At a slightly sunken ancient river in the distance of the noble alliance army, thousands of cavalries stopped.

Rolf was here.

The surrounding cavalries were also light cavalries, they were the desert bandits and the elite desert bandits.

There were thousands of them, and there were also desert bandits who had just been recruited from the Oasis Lookout. Currently, there were 600 ordinary desert bandits and 1,000 elite desert bandits who were used to harass the enemy.

The ones who had been sent out to follow the noble alliance army were the ordinary desert bandits.

And this had caused a lot of losses to the noble's light cavalries.

"Lord Rolf!"

Desert bandits quickly came over.

They respectfully got off their horses and half-knelt in front of Rolf to report, "The allied army the North County has appeared in a village about 30 miles south of the Stone Pass. They are currently setting up a temporary camp. They seem to be preparing to rest."

"Yes." Rolf sat on a chair and spread out a map in front of him. "Have you notified Firentis?"

"It has been arranged." the desert bandits nodded. "They have probably reached the Stone Pass by now. Sir Firentis has also received the news." His tone paused for a moment, he still reported, "However, that group of noble alliance army seems to be planning to attack in the dark. From our observation, some impatient mercenaries are still heading towards the Stone Pass."

"Attack while it's dark? How interesting!" Rolf sneered, put down the map in his hand and said, "Do those mercenaries think that they can easily defeat the defenders on the city wall?"

"They have siege weapons." the desert bandits reported, "It seems to be a ballista. It's in the carriage accompanying them. After we bribed some mercenaries, they told us that they also have parts for catapults. I guess these catapults are the main weapons to attack the city."

"This is difficult." Rolf touched the short beard on his chin. "Are you sure?" He looked at the desert bandits. After getting a positive answer, Rolf's eyes narrowed slightly. "Let my boys get ready. Get the linen ready. We are ready to welcome our friends."

"Yes!" the desert bandits retreated. At the same time, they spread the news to the entire cavalry unit.

This was the preparation before the battle.

Thirty minutes later.

Rolf rode his horse and led the team forward on the plains.

The spears, machetes, and short pilums were ready. There was also the linen cloth wrapped around the horse's back.

These light cavalry units moved forward quickly, rumbling like rolling thunder. However, when they were about to reach the vicinity of the village, they quickly stopped advancing. All of them followed the orders of their captain and got off their horses. They began to lead the warhorses forward.

The moonlight and starlight shone on the land. Even in the middle of the night, one could still see a very far place.

However, what they could see was blurry and could not be seen clearly at all.

It could not be compared to the day.

Therefore, Rolf and the others could slowly approach the village that was garrisoned with the noble alliance army.

They did not even need to care about the light cavalry troops that were wandering around. Naturally, there were desert bandits who went crazy and launched feints on the other side of the village. This was a part of their plan, just like what they had done in the past.

In the Sarrand Desert, feints attracted the attention of the guards of the trade caravan. Then, the main force would plunder the trade caravan from the other side!

"It's done." Rolf led his horse in front.

They didn't encounter any light cavalry who were scouting and patrolling along the way.

Because on the other side of the village, the 600 desert bandits were cursing the allied army like crazy, attracting the attention of the light cavalry. They were going back and forth, fighting and running. They didn't engage in close combat, nor did they retreat immediately, instead, they were like flies that flew back and forth, completely angering the light cavalries that belonged to the noble alliance army.

A large number of light cavalries that were originally scouting and patrolling the surroundings were all deployed, in order to hunt down the 600 desert bandits. Even some light infantrymen were sent out.

"Prepare for battle!"

Rolf's eyes were determined. He slowly pulled out the scimitar at his waist, turned his head, and said, "Start the operation!"

"Start the operation!" the captains gave their orders one after another.

They began to trot quickly, leading the warhorses as they trotted on the soft soil. In addition, the soles of their feet and the warhorses' hooves were wrapped in linen, so the sound was not loud. Instead, there was a strange muffled sound.

It was like a rock rolling. Although there was a sound, it could not travel far.

Under the night sky.

Three hundred meters away was the deep night sky.

And this short distance, to the cavalry, could be flipped up at any time and turn into charging status!

Looking at the outline of the village in the starry night ahead, as well as the many torches that lit up the tents scattered around the village, Rolf directly got onto his horse and fiercely kicked the horse's belly, shouting loudly, "Charge!"

"Kill!" the 1,000 elite desert bandits immediately pounced over!

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Chapter 456: The Collapse of the Mercenary Groups

Just as the group of noble alliance army were already tired from the day's march and were relaxing during their rest, their attention was still attracted. The 1,000 elite desert bandits charged at them abruptly!

A surprise attack or a sneak attack were the tactical attack that took advantage of people's unpreparedness, which was why it was also called an ambush.

And it was a night ambush.

Therefore, when Rolf led the charge, the mercenaries in the tents were still in a daze.

They were on guard, because they knew that more than half of the allies patrolling outside had disappeared. However, when the sudden charge began, they were still stunned for a few seconds. Only when the ground beneath them began to shake did they understand what had happened.

There was large troop of cavalries charging at them!

But so what if they were aware that they were being attacked?

A distance of 300 meters was a distance that heavy cavalries could enter their full charging status.

For light cavalries, they had already entered their charging status and began to run recklessly. They made use of the speed and inertia of their scimitars and spears to transform into the most terrifying killing machine!

And in the eyes of the cavalries, this 300-meter distance was only a few seconds!

"Kill!" Rolf raised his machete high, his face full of malevolence.

The warhorse under him galloped rapidly, taking the lead. It flew directly over the three-meter distance to the pile of tents. The machetes in his hands did not need to be hacked. They were placed parallel to his body. Each and every one of the mercenaries had yet to recover from their shock. As the blade stabbed their bodies, a bone-deep wound was instantly cut open due to the inertia.

However, before all the mercenaries could react to this sudden attack, the desert bandits charged forward like a flood. They followed Rolf and completely rushed into the pile of tents, wantonly hacking and stabbing with scimitars and spears.

The neighing and wailing of horses sounded at the same time. The smell of fresh blood and feces and urine filled the air.

The slaughter continued!

In the outermost tent, the mercenaries did not even get up.

Because the extremely fast desert horses had already used their hooves to stomp those unlucky fellows who were still resting on the outermost tent to death. The trampling of the horseshoes of charging horses was no less than the smashing of a heavy hammer!

Moreover, with over a hundred horseshoes crashing down, they were charging with an extremely lethal force.

Even iron could be flattened, not to mention the human's flesh.

A pile of meat paste oozed out from the tent, but it was trampled by more horseshoes.

Elite desert bandit charged back and forth in the tent, rampaging and charging. The mercenaries who had yet to organize themselves tasted the bitter fruit of the ambush, which was to be slaughtered like lambs!

These mercenaries were not familiar with each other. Some even drew their swords at their allies in order to escape.

It was normal for them to kill each other.

They even charged into the main camp of the village!

That was the core of this group of mercenaries.

However, it was all protected by the private army of the noble families. They did not allow these lowly mercenaries to get close at all!

The regular infantrymen wearing mail armor and holding long spears. They formed a phalanx of long spears on the streets of the village. The sharp spears did not care whether they were allies or not. As long as someone dared to get close, they would mercilessly stab them.

The faces of the noble families behind them were grim. For their own safety, they would not allow these mercenaries to enter.

This was because the mercenaries were already in chaos.

They had lost their rationality.

They could even draw their swords and kill their own allies just to live for a short while.

If these mercenaries charged into the village and saw that the noble was still looking at all of this, the mercenaries who had gone mad would probably be exasperated and cause an even bigger conflict.

This was definitely something that could happen. There had been many times in history, and the noble understood this very well.

The madness brought by the lower class.

This was especially true during the riots!

Mercenaries were not kind people. When there was no lord to hire them, it was common for them to be part-time bandits. In other words, they were bandits, and there was no separation between the two!

However, the situation became more and more tense.

The noble could not allow the terrified mercenaries to enter the village.

The mercenaries who were being massacred did not have the courage to fight back. Instead, they were more skilled at killing their allies and fighting for their own chance of survival.

They were killing each other. They even began to form groups of two or three to kill the noble infantrymen in the village.

However, their sharp and dense spearheads made no mercenary dare to cause trouble.

However, in just a short ten minutes, at least 800 mercenaries were completely turned into corpses. Nearly 3,000 mercenaries had wounds of varying degrees of severity on their bodies.

A small portion of them were done by the elite desert bandit.

Most of them were caused by themselves by killing each other.

As for Rolf and his light cavalries, they did not suffer much resistance at all.

Other than a few people who were injured by the mercenaries and fought back, almost 99% of the elite desert bandits did not suffer any casualties. After wantonly trampling on the tents of the mercenaries on the outside and turning everything upside down, they chose to retreat.

This was a surprise attack, and the mercenaries were caught unprepared.

It could not be too long.

Because during this period of time, many mercenaries who found themselves in a dangerous situation began to band together.

After all, most of the mercenaries' tents weren't damaged too much. After the initial chaos passed, each of the mercenary captains shouted to organize his subordinates and began to prepare for battle.

This left the elite desert bandit who weren't good at close combat with no good ideas.

Retreating was the best choice.

Rolf naturally would not hesitate. He was the best commander of the light cavalries.

When the ambush was encountered a difficulty, he directly gave the order to retreat. He led the elite desert bandit soldiers and left in a flash. They disappeared into the vast plains in the night and soon disappeared without a trace.

Not long after they left, the chaos outside the village gradually subsided.

The noble's regular army regained control of order.

After killing some of the mercenaries who took advantage of the chaos, the noble alliance army regained their calm.

However, everyone understood that this sudden attack had torn apart their seemingly huge advantage in numbers. Due to mutual distrust and greed in everyone's hearts, this advantage had turned into a huge disadvantage.

If it was the regular army, they would have long gathered together and formed their own formations to defend against the sneak attack.

Although they would also suffer casualties, it would not be this huge.

A 30-thousand-man army were almost crushed by 1,000 cavalries.

It was ridiculous. However, it also proved that most of the noble alliance army was a motley crew!

Of course, this was related to the lack of defense of the noble alliance army, but if it was an elite army, how could they let Rolf's night attack succeed? Without any excuses or reasons, this was a serious failure, it severely crushed the morale of the allied army right before the attack of Stone Pass.

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Chapter 457: The Internal Strife of Mecenaries

Rolf led his horse and left. The rumbling sounds continued to echo across the plains.

This was a pleasant surprise attack. An ambush was the best tactic for a light cavalry troop to carry out. To be able to wipe out a portion of the unprepared enemies was the value of this tactic.

Now, the noble alliance army could not sleep well!

There was no other way.

They did not expect that there was such an army of light cavalry on the plains outside the Stone Pass. They were like a pack of wolves lurking in the dark. They could pounce on them at any time and give them a heavy blow!

If it was just a simple offensive and defensive battle, it would be fine.

The noble alliance army that lacked light cavalry would not really engage in a field battle.

Although the total number of knight attendants of the noble families was close to 5000, these knights and knight attendants were the family assets of the noble families. How could they be wasted in this battle?

This was what they could rely on. If they lost their military power, then their final benefits would be reduced!

After all, they were only the vanguard.

They were the ones who stood out.

The real time to divide the spoils was yet to come.

Similarly, it was the top-tier noble who took the biggest share and divided the spoils among their wounds.

These nobles understood the logic behind this, especially when there were close to 20,000 mercenaries surrounding them. Their own knight attendants and conscripted infantrymen were the only things they could rely on to protect themselves!

How could a lowly mercenary compare to the conscripted soldiers that they had painstakingly nurtured?

Thus, they did not act rashly.

There were even fewer knight attendants chasing after them.

Occasionally, there would be some exasperated cavalry chasing after them. They were also the light cavalries among the mercenaries.

They were all light cavalries formed by a group of horse bandits and bandits. For the reward of the noble families, they were willing to stake their futures, or they wanted to avenge their friends who had just died in the ambush.

But the result was the same.

They did not chase too far before they were killed by the elite desert bandits who had returned to intercept them.

The heavy short pilums that were thrown towards them were extremely powerful. After the tip of the pilums pierced through the leather armor, it could still cause fatal damage to the body. If it was to these mercenaries, it would be equivalent to a fatal injury, because there was not suitable environment for recuperation. They did not have much medicine either. The mortality rate and sequelae after being injured were even more serious than the noble's!

Close to 200 mercenaries chased after them for a short distance. As more than 80 cavalrymen were killed, they all stopped chasing after them, reined in their warhorse, and cursed a few times before returning.

The village was filled with chaotic sounds.

Footsteps.

Curses.

And the wails of the dying.

Close to 3,000 of the mercenaries had injuries of varying severity.

There were even quite a number of people whose injuries were caused by their own comrades. They wanted to run faster when they escaped, or to be more precise, someone blocked their path, so they brazenly brandished their blades to kill.

In fact, many of the 800 corpses were caused by killing each other.

Rolf and his light cavalries did not use killing as their tactical goal.

Instead, they started a riot.

This was the night before the general attack. Their tactical objective was to strike down the mercenaries' morale.

As long as the riot happened, the mercenaries who did not sleep well for the entire night. They had lost their originally strong morale. They would continue to attack the Stone Pass. This way, they would attract pressure for Firentis on the side battlefield.

This was also a tactic agreed upon by both sides. It was an excellent tactic that complemented each other.

Now, the advantage of this strategy was also displayed.

In the mercenary's tent, the riot had begun.

In the previous surprise attack, the act of drawing a sword on an ally in order to escape had finally attracted attention.

As more and more victims began to talk to their friends, more and more mercenaries began to quarrel, fight, and even draw their swords to start a duel. It even caused internal strife among several mercenary groups!

Although mercenaries loved money like their lives, they also liked to form groups, especially in normal times.

This was the strength of a team.

Therefore, this commotion quickly turned into a riot.

More and more mercenaries began to draw their swords and confront each other. Some even died in duels.

Grudges and hatred also became more and more. Those who usually did not like each other also took this opportunity to deliberately find trouble. They even began to fight with their swords, gnashing their teeth as they cursed and fought.

The chaos quickly turned into internal strife, engulfing the entire mercenary camp.

Even the village was affected.

The noble's infantrymen firmly guarded the street entrance and did not allow anyone to enter.

The well-dressed noble also put on their heavy armor and commanded the knight attendants to carefully defend against the attacks of some furious mercenaries.

The entire village was in chaos. Everyone seemed to have forgotten why they were here.

The hatred had already enveloped everyone's heart.

No one stayed out of it.

The sounds of fighting continued.

On the other hand, the mercenaries who were about 1,000 people and were planning to get close to the Stone Pass were not implicated.

After walking for a short distance, they saw the sounds of fighting coming from the camp behind them. It seemed that there were cavalry raiding the village. They were so scared that they quickly joined the battle, using the dense formation to give themselves a sense of security.

However, they did not receive any impact. Instead, at the camp behind them, after the sounds of fighting weakened, they appeared even more fiercely.

There was even someone setting a fire!

The fire quickly swept through the tent community outside the village.

The raging flames were in the hands of some flustered and exasperated mercenaries, completely becoming the fuse that ignited this area.

The flames soared into the sky, but no one put out the fire. More and more mercenaries started to attack each other. Even the mercenary groups that did not like each other chose to brazenly start a war, frenziedly fighting and killing.

The fire grew stronger, and the mercenaries outside were dumbfounded.

In fact, many of the mercenaries inside were the same.

Those shrewd ones were collecting treasures and quickly fled toward the plains outside with their heads lowered.

Those cowards were the same. They quickly followed behind and left. They were as messy as lambs. They didn't dare to stay here. If they escaped, they had a chance to survive this madness.

The team had already fallen into internal strife. How could they have a chance to attack the Stone Pass?

Those nobles did the same as well.

They panicked and led their troops to withdraw from the village.

Even the mercenaries in front of them, who were fighting, had their knights choose to kill them.

The fire had spread from the tents to the village. Not to mention the noble knights, even the civilians who had been driven to the corner began to flee. The fire had completely ignited the tent area with the help of the linen tents, the thatched house and wooden house in the village were burning.

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Chapter 458: The Laughable Battlefield

The huge fire could be seen clearly even from the Stone Pass. The flames soared into the sky and the entire night sky had been dyed by the red flames. Even if they did not understand what had happened, they knew that they were definitely in danger.

"Attack."

Firentis made his decision on the city wall.

He waved his hand forward and gave the orders to the messengers behind him, "Let the desert bandits go over and scout. The heavy cavalry troops will leave the city and wait for orders. The rest of the footmen will stay in the city. If there are any unusual situations, they do not need to report and deal with it on their own."

"Yes!" the messengers quickly left the city walls. The troops in the stone pass also started to move out.

Soon, the heavy door of the Stone Pass was opened.

Along with the sound of friction coming from the door shaft, groups of cavalries quickly rushed out from the door. All of them were wearing chain armor and barrel helmets. They held heavy spears that were as thick as a child's arm and rushed out with a rumble.

Five hundred Swadian Knights walked at the front, and behind them were a thousand Swadian Heavy Cavalries as well as Firentis and ten Swadian Royal Knights.

This was his main force.

It was strong enough.

Just based on combat strength alone, it was enough to block 10,000 light footmen.

However, their actual combat strength and the effect of the attack on the enemy were so strong that even a formation of 10,000 light footmen could not be able to compare to them.

Looked at those oversized mercenary groups who had ulterior motives and were fighting on their own, they were lacked leadership or even ineffective leadership, causing them to fall into internal strife and panic. Compared to them, this group of heavy cavalries that was made up of the Swadian people was undoubtedly powerful, they were the force that could completely destroy everything!

Just as this group of heavy cavalries appeared on the plains outside the Stone Pass, the mercenary groups that were supposed to attack the Stone Pass actually started to waver. In fact, they even scattered!

That's right, they dispersed in a hubbub!

Originally, they could still form a dense formation to resist.

However, when they saw that the village had completely burned by the red flames, their morale was heavily crushed.

Even their own headquarters had been burned down by the fire, and they still didn't know what kind of attack the troops there had received. But just thinking about it, if they could defend, then would these fires still appear?

They definitely could not appear!

In the end, there was only one result — they lost the defense!

The noble alliance army could not resist the enemy's attack, and their defenses were completely broken through.

Just in the evening, after eating dinner and marching for a day, when they planned to have a good rest, their defenses were broken through by the enemy camp, completely destroying their ability to resist and turning their headquarters into a sea of fire.

Now that they saw the almost orderly heavy cavalry troops walking out from the Stone Pass, how could they not be afraid?

Their hearts were already filled with fear.

Now, it directly turned into fear!

Just like a frightened bird, the hearts of the mercenaries were completely replaced by fear.

Morale? What was that? Now, they only thought how to save themselves. When they ran, they even threw away all their miscellaneous items, just so that they could run faster, afraid that they would be caught and killed by the cavalries.

The pursuit of the footmen by the cavalry was very easy.

However, Firentis did not have the mood to do so.

He led the Swadian Heavy Cavalries forward. He ignored the scattered mercenaries.

In the surroundings, the desert bandits, who acted as scouts, were eager to chase after them. To these light cavalries who were poorly equipped, chasing after the collapsed enemy was like riding a big dog to chase a little lamb when they were young.

This was a pleasant game.

"Spread out and scout!" However, Firentis gave an order, "The target is the village, report back immediately if you encounter a large group of troops!"

"Yes!" the desert bandits stopped thinking of rushing out to chase after the enemy. They could only quickly ride their horses forward and run towards the burning village. In the battle plan, completing the tactical goal was the most correct choice.

Otherwise, with the harsh military law, even the elite cavalry would be whipped to death!

Disobeying the will of the general was a grave mistake.

The troops moved forward slowly.

The heavy cavalries looked ahead coldly.

In the fire, the entire village had been completely burned, and countless cries could be faintly heard.

These were the cries of the villagers. In this fire, they had suffered great losses, and even their relatives had been violated. The losses were immeasurable, and it was basically equivalent to bankruptcy.

The subordinates of the noble were not good people, or in other words, the military discipline in the Middle Ages was very poor, not to mention the even more despicable mercenaries.

Stealing and robbing were considered were not the worst thing they done, what was even more terrifying was snatching the door out of the tent, as well as the door-breaking extortion.

This village originally belonged to the Stone Pass, and it had made a fortune in the table salt trade. However, because of these noble alliance armies and mercenaries, they had colluded with the enemy to extort money. Now, they were all burned by the fire. If they were not bankrupt, then what?

The landlord became a commoner who had nothing, and the poor commoner became a bankrupt commoner.

No one could escape from the disaster of the war.

Or rather, it was fortunate that they could survive.

Moreover, because they met those mercenaries who were killing red-eyed, they were directly killed.

Even if they resisted, they couldn't. A group of commoners picked up kitchen knives, sickles, and pitchforks. Facing the extremely vicious mercenaries who were used to seeing death, the final outcome was very miserable, and the noble didn't care about these commoners at all.

Finally, when Firentis and his heavy cavalries arrived, the chaotic scene was brought to an end.

The Red Flag of the Golden Lion fluttered in the wind.

The light of the fire shone.

The civilians who had lost their homes wept and complained about their suffering.

And on the faces of the mercenaries who had yet to disperse, there was fear on their faces. Some kneeled on the ground and simply surrendered, while others fled towards the plain and felt that they could escape.

"Kill them." Firentis waved his hand forward.

His expression was calm. "Robbing the villagers and burning the villages. These bandits deserve to die for their sins."

"Yes!" the Swadian Heavy Knights rushed out first. They stabbed the mercenaries who were kneeling on the ground to death with their spears. Then, they chased after the fleeing mercenaries.

Although they were heavy cavalry, their chasing ability was not weak either.

After all, they were cavalry.

There was also heavy cavalry who jumped off their warhorses, wore chain armor, and rushed into the burning village with their warrior swords.

Many mercenaries were still hiding inside. They needed to find them and stab them to death with their swords. They needed to send these people who were considered bandits by Sir Firentis to meet the Grim Reaper of this world.

No survivors, no captives, left no problems.

This was what Firentis meant.

"Ridiculous."

Firentis raised his head and swept his gaze across the southern wilderness.

Countless figures were still fleeing in the dark. Those were mercenaries who had escaped from this place. They were being chased by the Swadian Heavy Cavalries and massacred as easily as hunting sheep.

He turned his head and instructed, "Get all the heavy cavalries to come back and look for Rolf. He knows what to do with the rest."

"Yes!" the messenger nodded.

Then, he took out the horn on his waist, blew out a "woo" sound and gave the order.

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Chapter 459: Intercepted the Alliance Army

Rolf naturally knew what he should do.

When he received the news, he immediately led his light cavalries to charge out. Their target was the mercenaries scattered on the plains. Just like riding a horse to chase antelopes or elk, they hunted to their heart's content!

This feeling was very good. Nothing could compare to chasing and killing the fleeing enemies!

Even if there were many of them.

To be able to reach Rolf and his light cavalry unit, they had nearly twice the number of people.

However, how could an army that had lost all their morale and completely collapsed be considered an enemy army?

Over a thousand desert bandits spread out in groups of two. They were like a pack of wolves sweeping across the plains. Any enemies that dared to appear in front of them were slaughtered by the scimitars and spears, leaving no survivors.

Their mission was to clean up and prepare for the future battle!

These were all living forces.

The enemies.

Based on the current situation, this battle had come to an abrupt end.

The Stone Pass had already prepared for the upcoming siege battle. However, because of a small conflict, the noble alliance armies actually started to have internal strife, and even a huge fire spread out which further worsened the conflict!

This was even more intense than attacking the Stone Pass. It was completely like the enemy against the enemy!

Internal conflict was the strength of mercenaries.

After all, fighting with their employers and using money to play dead was one of their businesses.

However, internal conflict was a situation where they would fight for their jobs in the future. If they were suppressed by their peers, it would mean that they would lose their jobs. If they lost the fight, which employer would be willing to hire them in the future?

This was the valor brought about by the profession. Unfortunately, it was not used in the areas that they really needed!

"Speed up!" Rolf gently knocked on the horse's belly.

He looked at the desert bandits who were still chasing and playing around, raised his horsewhip, and pointed to the south. "The plan has changed. If we can get rid of these defeated soldiers faster, we might be able to make it to the next battle!"

"Oh ho –" cheers sounded, and the elite desert bandit cried out one after another.

Then, they pounced forward.

The scimitars and spears interweaved, turning into a bloody purgatory under the hooves of the horses.

More and more mercenaries were slaughtered.

They had won the battle against their peers because if they could survive, it meant that most of the mercenaries had killed their opponents or not been killed by their opponents.

Of course, they didn't care how many enemies they had accumulated, because mercenaries were like that.

They only needed to survive.

But.

The chances of surviving were not many.

Elite desert bandits didn't want to give these unmasked mobs any chance to survive!

Why did they let these mercenaries survive? This was impossible!

If they were the ones who were defeated at the Stone Pass…

Could they survive? Could they survive under the hands of these mercenaries who liked to fight easy battles and showed no mercy to captives and civilians? They didn't even need to use their brains to guess the consequences!

If that was the case, then why did they hold back?

Elite desert bandits were also good at killing!

The Continent of Caradia was in constant conflict. Various countries and races had been fighting each other for close to a hundred years. They had long trained a batch of professional soldiers who only knew how to kill!

Although the elite desert bandits were bandits, their desire to kill was even stronger!

Bandits who were not ruthless enough had already been eliminated.

Those who could stay, those who could still come to this world were all excellent elites!

The elite desert bandits kept swaying their scimitars, groups of mercenaries were slaughtered one after another in the darkness of the night in an instant!

Only some mercenaries manage to run away while panting from exhaustion. Very quickly, they were caught up by the elite desert bandits. The bandits raised their scimitars or spears and fiercely hacked and stabbed at their backs. After that, there was no more sound.

When the cavalry was in galloping status, even if it was just a light slash, it could still heavily injure the footmen!

This was the power that came from inertia and momentum of galloping cavalries!

It was a fatal power!

Just as Rolf gave the order to speed up the slaughter, the speed of the mercenaries' deaths also doubled.

At least by the time the moon had completely reached the middle of the sky, there were not many mercenaries still running on the plains. The rich smell of blood completely ignited the barren land of the North County.

Countless wild beasts rushed out with their green eyes, devouring the corpses on the ground.

Vultures and scavenger birds flew over without caring about their usual active times.

Even tiny bugs crawled out.

They were all enjoying this rare feast, the time to feast!

Some of the mercenaries who were lying down and pretending to be dead were attacked by carnivores. They fought with all their might, causing the ferocious carnivores, such as wolves, to pounce on them and tear them into pieces.

The animals that were eating were no less ferocious than the animals that were protecting their young!

At least 10,000 mercenaries had died in the North County.

In the distant plain, a blockade had succeeded.

The 10,000-man noble alliance army had given up on the idea of escaping. This was because in front of this alliance army, a force of close to 1,000 people had already blocked them and were waiting in formation.

The number of soldiers in the alliance army had 10 times more than their enemies, which seemed to be a huge disparity.

However, everyone understood.

That group of over 1,000 soldiers could easily defeat them!

This was because these were all heavy cavalry soldiers, and they were all clad in heavy armor. With just one charge, they would be able to pierce through their formation in this flat field. With another charge, they would be able to split them apart!

Without even needing a third charge, the troops that had already lost their command would collapse!

Heavy cavalries were the kings of the plains!

This was why the noble alliance army was so panicked.

Especially the command level formed by the noble families, all of them subconsciously gathered together and looked at the highest person, the organizer of this battle — Viscount Wayne.

Now that they had encountered an even greater crisis, it was far more terrifying than the infighting among the mercenaries.

If they did not handle it well, then the outcome would definitely not be good!

Death was still acceptable, dying on the battlefield was also a way for these nobles to prove their honor.

But once they died on the battlefield, what would happen to their own families? These nobles were only small barons, and most of them were lords or knights who had their own fief.

They were the pillars of the family.

In this battle.

The recruits they had gathered were also in these troops.

Including their knight attendants, who were carefully trained and could resist any enemy's retinue.

If they were all left here and let the enemy slaughter them, even if they returned to the family alive, the final outcome would not be too good. Because the enemy could defeat them here, then they would definitely defeat by the enemy at the place close to the center of the North County and South County!

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Chapter 460: Nobles with Different Opinions

Facing Firentis and the heavy cavalries led by him, the alliance army formed by many nobles of different sizes obviously felt a sense of fear. Even if they had the advantage in numbers, they still did not dare to attack directly.

This was because they knew that it would be too foolish to attack Firentis's heavy cavalries with their footmen-based troops.

Cavalry was a troop class with high mobility.

Furthermore, it was a heavy cavalry that was better at charging and close combat.

If they were to charge over, just the weight of their warhorses would be enough to make any footmen fall to the ground.

If the armored heavy cavalries were to ride their horses and stomp on them, their intestines would probably spew out from the back end. Even if they did not die, they would be severely injured!

Their main motivation was to protect their families. These noble families cherished their lives very much.

After being in a stalemate for nearly half an hour, they did not make up their minds.

In fact, they already knew.

The source of this war, who their opponents truly were and their own battle teams.

In their minds, they had already analyzed it several times and came to a conclusion.

They could not fight!

That's right.

They could not fight.

They would never really fight against the heavy cavalries on the other side.

Especially those lords and knights who owned fief villages, they came to this conclusion in their hearts.

As the lowest level noble, they could not even be considered as a real noble, because only the baron could be considered as the lowest level noble system. To accurately describe them, they could only be considered as quasi-noble, the reserve team of the noble.

However, as the lord of the North County, they had a certain degree of autonomy, which was why they led their troops to follow the alliance army.

They wanted to profit from the battle to attack the Stone Pass.

However, once they could not profit from it, they had to reconsider their choice.

If they did this and continued to fight, would it be good or bad for their own interests.

Therefore, they came to the conclusion that they could not fight.

Because their enemy was Baron Kant, the second son of Cameron, the Grand Duke of the Dukedom of Leo, the biological son of Princess Sofia of the Silver Platter Kingdom, and a rising noble who owned the Nahrin Desert and salt mines!

In the past, they had thought that this little Kant was very weak.

After all, how strong could a lord in the desert be?

But it was different now.

Just by looking at the 1,500 heavy cavalries and their excellent armor, even some people believed that they were the top cavalry troops of the Dukedom of Leo. Other than the knights of the South County, nobody had such high-end equipment!

Just by looking at themselves and the knights around them, they knew that it was already good enough to have mail armor and leather armor as the equipment.

Many poor knights only wore iron-scale armor.

As for warhorses, most of the knights' warhorses were only covered with a layer of linen that was like a bedsheet. They did not have any defense ability at all!

How could they send these knight attendants that the knights had painstakingly trained to death and be trampled into meat paste by the horses?

Absolutely impossible!

Moreover, the most crucial point.

Kant, who possessed the bloodline of the royal family, in addition to having quite a strong army, was someone they could afford to provoke?

If they could directly defeat Kant's forces, Baron Kant would be helpless in the midst of the chaotic army and disappear without a trace. Perhaps he had "fled". If that was the case, it would really be too easy. All they needed to do was celebrate the following distribution of benefits.

However, Baron Kant did not lose the battle. Instead, he had the higher ground just like now.

The situation became extremely awkward now!

Continue to fight?

Looking at the terrifying heavy cavalry troops, they did not know what to do.

Moreover, they were facing a heavy cavalry troop. In their knowledge, there was another troop that was not inferior to this. It was the light cavalry troop that had attacked the mercenaries in the dark beforehand. They were still waiting in the surrounding plain like a pack of wolves.

These were just cavalry units. These noble families would never believe that Baron Kant did not have infantry.

Kant definitely had more than just a huge troop of cavalries.

No one knew his real power.

This added to the mysteriousness.

As a result, the noble alliance army were trapped in the plain and could only rely on the infantry to form a formation to maintain the front line. While the nobles were already quarreling in the center of the camp. They had their own opinions and were on the verge of falling apart!

That's right, these noble alliance army were also quarreling because they also had their own differences.

Just like those mercenary groups that were not solid to begin with.

The noble also had their own ulterior motives!

They didn't manage to invade. Instead, they were being counterattacked by the enemy.

And that leader of the enemy was not an outsider. He was a member of the royal family. Logically speaking, if they were connected to their own family, they would still somewhat related. The noble families only needed to trace back, they would many marriages and all kinds of relations over 50 years of families.

But it was precisely because of this reason that they chose to give up this point when it was obvious that they could unite.

If it was the Silver Platter Kingdom that invaded, they might have united to resist the invasion.

But facing Baron Kant, the second son of the Grand Duke, some of the noble families had other ideas.

They even began to unite and contradict the leader of the highest noble family. He was also the leader of this alliance army — the lord of the North County, the honorable Viscount Wayne!

The alliance army was led by three barons, six lords, and more than 20 knights with real power.

They questioned the legitimacy of Viscount Wayne in the camp.

They gathered the noble troops and had attacked the noble who belonged to the Dukedom of Leo. Furthermore, he was a baron and a royal family member!

If they did not have a reasonable explanation, they would have to go to the court of the nobles, and they might even be hanged. However, considering that it was the viscount family that had been around for a hundred years, the best way was for him to maintain his honor was to go to the battlefield and die in battle.

Noble families were all sinister, but when it came to principle and moral, they appeared to be very self-righteous.

Just like now, even Viscount Wayne could not refute them.

Because this battle was indeed called by him, and the reason was not clear.

Only now did this Viscount Wayne discover why Viscount Kevin, who also belonged to the North County, did not participate in this battle. At first, he thought that the royal family was afraid that Viscount Kevin's strength had grown to a point where it could not be controlled.

But now, it seemed that they were clearly thinking of directly pushing Viscount Wayne out to die after they lost the battle!

"Damn it." Viscount Wayne sat weakly on the chair.

Facing the few nobles who supported him, as well as the few fellows who seemed to be full of righteousness, he put on a mocking and bitter smile. He already knew that the predicament he was facing was not the fellow in front of him.

It was behind him, the Grand Dike in the king's city of the South County, as well as those high-ranking nobles who supported the Grand Duke!

If he won, everyone would be rich and happy together.

If he lost, he had to bear the responsibility!

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Chapter 461: Viscount Wayne's Shout

It was Viscount Wayne's fault for taking the risk to gather the troops and attack the members of the royal family. This was a sin. He would be dragged to the court of the noble and be punished horribly, a case to warn the world!

As for the North County, Viscount Kevin, who was loyal to the royal family, could temporarily take charge of the county.

Then eventually, he would have complete control.

"Hehe!" Viscount Wayne looked at the few barons and lords in front of him, and a hint of gloominess appeared in his eyes.

His family had been in the Dukedom of Leo for more than 300 years, and it was not something that could be easily questioned and overthrown. Now, these cute little fellows actually wanted to use him to exchange for the support of the South County. It was really laughable!

The danger that the Wayne family had encountered in the past was even more severe than now, but they still managed to survive it safely.

Sometimes, danger was not just danger.

It was also an opportunity!

"Enough!" Viscount Wayne gritted his teeth and slowly stood up.

Beside him, six grand knights who were glowing with light were standing beside him in unison. Clearly, these four people were Viscount Wayne's trump card, and also the strength that made the nobles opposite him not dare to act rashly!

"Viscount Wayne, please give us an explanation!"

However, these nobles were not afraid at all.

Although they did not dare to use force, they could try to reason with him.

For example, they could persuade Viscount Wayne to put down the weapon in his hand, disarm himself and give up his right to command. After they took control of him, they could negotiate with the enemy commander. In the end, they could even go to the South County.

Wouldn't it be great if they pledged their loyalty to Grand Duke Cameron?

They would probably settle the score when the time came.

They would also be able to obtain a lot of benefits that belonged to Viscount Wayne!

This was very common among the noble families, especially the small noble families like them.

Once they were able to take down a large noble family, they would be able to quickly grow into a middle-class noble family just by making a fortune from the corpses. Currently, in the Dukedom of Leo, many middle-class noble families were able to succeed in this way.

In fact, even Viscount Wayne's family had achieved such glory in this way!

"Viscount Wayne."

However, the three barons were closing in on them step by step.

In addition, the lords and knights at the back were doing the same.

Among these people, there were also three people whose bodies were emitting bright elemental light. They were obviously grand knights, which was why they were not afraid of the intimidation of Viscount Wayne's six grand knights.

The battle between a grand knight and a grand knight could be either simple or difficult.

However, it was also true that neither side would benefit from the battle.

Usually, they would not fight to the death.

But things had developed into the worst-case scenario. The ordinary soldiers outside were still waiting for their answer. If they could solve the upcoming difficult battle, it might be a good idea for everyone.

Of course, it was not good for Viscount Wayne, who had to take the blame.

"I understand." Viscount Wayne sat on the chair dejectedly.

Looking at the six grand knights beside him, he slowly waved his hand forward. "I didn't want to do this, but now I have no choice." It seemed like he had given up. The three barons and the other lords revealed relaxed smiles, and the three grand knights behind him had withdrawn all their extraordinary powers.

However, at this moment, Viscount Wayne suddenly looked coldly towards the grand knights beside him, "Finish them!"

"Whoosh –"

The sound of swords being drawn from their sheaths instantly sounded.

Just as the others were stunned, the six grand knights instantly pounced towards the three grand knights.

The knight swords in their hands stabbed into their bodies, bringing with them an extremely destructive power of extraordinary power, directly killing the three grand knights who had just relaxed and did not have the time to react.

Meanwhile, Viscount Wayne had already transformed into a grand knight who had burst out with an extraordinary power of fire, looking coldly at the lords in front of him.

"Let's see who is going to compromise now?" he spoke slowly.

His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were filled with killing intent. "Ah, you want to compromise, you also want to compromise, and you, you, you, you, you!" He pointed the longsword in his hand at the few nobles whose faces were extremely pale. "All of you have a share in this!"

"Viscount Wayne… you… do you know what you are… doing?"

The faces of the three barons and the other lords were all pale.

Cold sweat was dripping down their temples.

"What am I doing?" Viscount Wayne let out a sinister laugh. "What a joke!"

The longsword in his hand stabbed out instantly, directly cutting open the throat of the baron in the lead. The tip of the sword even pierced the back of the neck. "I want to do this! Are you satisfied?"

"You're crazy!" the faces of these noble's changed drastically.

Slaughtering a noble was a complete death sentence.

If they all died here, even if the South County knew the inside story, they would still investigate. Once they found out that Viscount Wayne was the murderer, a crusade would probably appear, turning the former viscount into a prisoner who had lost his honor!

The North County was not the same as East County, it was just a very weak county.

Whether it was economic or military, it was very weak.

The true foundation of the Dukedom of Leo was still in the South County.

In fact, if it was not for the Grand Duke of the South County, Cameron, who felt guilty about his own sister, Countess Agatha, and some of the deals, the troops of the South County would probably have been able to defeat the East County.

Of course, if that was the case, they would also suffer losses, and the Silver Platter Kingdom could only benefit.

That was why there was no internal strife.

But the North County was different.

There was no army that could resist the South County. They simply could not imagine what kind of judgment they would receive if they really went against the noble court that was controlled by the royal family and the high-ranking noble.

Even the family would probably be humiliated, or even destroyed!

But Viscount Wayne did not care.

The longsword in his hand swung fiercely, and the heads of those nobles and lords flew into the air.

Then it flew out of the tent and crashed heavily outside. Right in front of those knights and knight attendants who were still waiting for the news, it was completely turned into a rubber ball. It rolled and then slowly stopped.

"This is?! God, this is my master!"

"This is… This is my master!"

"What happened? What happened?"

It was already chaotic outside.

The knights and knight attendants were shouting in panic, and even more knights drew their longsword.

These heads were the masters of many people, but Viscount Wayne walked out of the tent and looked at the knights and knight attendants outside who were drawing their swords at him, he smiled. "Do you want to do something big with me? You might die, but you might become a real noble!"

The faces of the knights and knight attendants were stiff, but the anger in their eyes turned into shock and doubt. This was because the words of Viscount Wayne had completely moved into their hearts.

"Baron Kant, the second son of Grand Duke Cameron, and one of the heirs of the Dukedom of Leo!"

Viscount Wayne shouted, "We were originally going to attack him, but after seeing the power of Baron Kant, I think it's a better choice to join him. If Baron Kant can obtain the position of Grand Duke, then we will be one of the meritorious men of Baron Kant. With this identity, how could we not be able to obtain the identity of a noble?!"

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Chapter 462: After the End of the Internal Strife

Viscount Wayne looked at the knights around him who had drawn their swords. They looked aggressive, but there was hesitation in their eyes. His breathing became heavier, but there was determination in his eyes and face.

This was the only way he could survive. Otherwise, even grand knights would not be able to fight against such dense formation!

There was a limit to extraordinary powers.

In a small-scale battle, they were an absolute trump card.

However, when it came to large scale troop battles, they were just a group of better elite troop class.

They could kill tens of times more enemies. However, when they were exhausted, they would lose their fighting strength and be knocked down by a huge number of enemies. Then, they would be killed, turning into corpses just like the enemies that they had killed.

Especially in the current situation, they were surrounded by a group of hostile troops that could explode at any time.

It was even more dangerous!

Although there were many knights and knight attendants on Viscount Wayne's side, there were even more troops of those nobles that he just beheaded and kicked them like a ball.

There were no more words in the scene. The heavy breathing gradually spread. In the short period of time, everyone knew the situation through whispers. The reason why they did not launch an attack was because they lacked a leader.

The reason why they lacked a leader was because after they learned of Viscount Wayne's words, their hearts were very moved.

They only needed another step forward to agree on Viscount Wayne's term.

They just wanted Viscount Wayne to give them a convincible explanation!

"What did I say?" and Viscount Wayne gave them an out.

He puffed out his chest. The power of the viscount of the North County was undoubtedly revealed. He looked at the familiar knights, his voice was extremely high-pitched, "This is an opportunity, my friends. As long as we seize this opportunity, we might be able to usher in a new glory in the Dukedom of Leo and let our family step onto a higher ladder!"

The breathing sounds around them became louder and louder. Many of the knights even lowered their longsword. They looked at each other and looked at each other in dismay. Their eyes were filled with interest!

In this feudal era, who would really care about the so-called loyalty?

Don't joke around.

Foolish loyalty only existed among the commoners.

Everyone here was all noble or quasi-noble with a family?

If they really sacrificed their lives for foolish loyalty, it would be really not worth it. They might even implicate their own family, causing their own family to be completely destroyed. Their descendants would also become lowly commoners!

Looking at the knights gradually putting down their longsword, the corners of Viscount Wayne's mouth curled up into a smile.

The plan had succeeded.

However, his gaze swept to the side.

There were a few lords and quite a few knights there, and their faces were still filled with anger.

Viscount Wayne knew that these fellows were the same people as those nobles who had attempted to force him surrender his command. They might even be lying in ambush outside. If there really was a military confrontation, they would incite the knights outside to capture him alive.

Even if they could not capture him alive, they would not mind using his corpse. After all, the withdrawal of the army was just an excuse!

In the end, they would use the family of Viscount Wayne to appease the anger of all parties!

A Viscount's family fortune was not small.

These barons' stomachs were swollen from eating. Even if some lords and knights joined them, they would still have indigestion from eating.

One should not underestimate a viscount with real power. He had complete control over the foundation of a county's noble. Although the North County was not that rich, and the land was extremely barren. Even so, after years of plundering and gathering fortunes, it could also allow the Wayne family to obtain unimaginable funds. For example, the vault full of golden eagles was an example.

Of course, Viscount Wayne would not say this. Otherwise, he would definitely attract the attention of those bandit groups. Even within his own family, there would be people coveting this wealth.

Greed could make people lose their rationality.

In this regard, Viscount Wayne expressed that he had the right to speak. After all, he was the example of the rich right now!

"Get ready." Viscount Wayne nodded to the six grand knights behind him.

They all looked at the few nobles who were whispering not far away. Without the slightest hesitation, the extraordinary power on their bodies instantly erupted. They charged forward and launched a sneak attack.

Blood splattered everywhere. Broken bodies appeared in front of everyone. Those few nobles had all been killed.

The scene suddenly caused an uproar!

The surrounding knights picked up their longsword and pointed it at Viscount Wayne.

There was nothing they could do.

Anyone who found out that their comrade had been killed would do the same thing.

No one knew if they would be the next to be killed. This action made the hearts of the knights who had already moved shiver. They also thought of the decisiveness and cruelty of Viscount Wayne!

"They are all rebels!"

However, Viscount Wayne did not care.

He put away his longsword and wiped the blood on the blade, he said loudly, "I heard the private news about these nobles. They plan to overthrow the rule of the Dukedom of Leo. That's why they organized to attack the pass of the stone wall. They plan to kill the second son of the Grand Duke of Leo, Baron Kant, and weaken the ruling power and dignity of the royal family!"

"What?" these words immediately caused an uproar among the knights around them. They all knew that they were in fact the invaders. They were the official bandit who wanted to attack the pass and rob the table salt.

Now that Viscount Wayne had said that, they still hadn't reacted!

"That's right!"

But in an instant, some of them reacted.

Then, it aroused the approval of more people. This was originally the conspiracy of the barons and the lords. As for them, they were just pitiful people who had been deceived. They didn't understand what had happened at all!

Now, the lie had been exposed, so they understood.

Therefore, they would not continue to attack.

Instead, they would continue to show their friendliness to Baron Kant because of the respect towards the dignity of the royal family.

If they could, they could even follow Baron Kant and become a noble under him. They could lead their own troops and launch the most violent attack for any enemy who dared to provoke Baron Kant!

Soon, this conclusion was agreed by the remaining nobles.

Everyone stood together.

This was a good idea.

Then, under the command of Viscount Wayne, an envoy group consisting of two grand knights and ten knights was sent out.

In the plain not far away, Firentis, who was originally waiting for Rolf's arrival, actually found that there was a serious internal conflict in the noble alliance army. They even fought each other and quickly calmed down. They sent an envoy to contact him.

Of course, the condition of contact was for both sides to maintain peace. In Firentis's eyes, this was child's play!

There was no such thing in the Continent of Caradia!

But in this world.

It was very different.

Those noble alliance army really dared to negotiate conditions. They even merged into his army to become an allied army!

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Chapter 463: The Thoughts of the Nobles

This was the internal conflict between the nobles of the North County. It was a non-fatal conflict that could be mediated. In fact, the two sides of the conflict could even use the interests of each other as the core to establish a mutual aid group that symbolized friendship.

The rules of the noble were originally so absurd and ridiculous, but it could also form such an ending that was close to a joke.

Thus, this scene appeared.

Being a resident from the Continent of Caradia, Firentis was more used to speaking with swords and force. He was shocked to find that the noble alliance army had collapsed on their own and had actually chosen to submit!

Of course, according to what they said, it was considered as offering their loyalty to the new king.

As for who the new king was?

It obviously the Supreme Lord Kant!

Firentis had already thought that his lord, who was also the second son of Cameron, the Grand Duke of Leo, had the second-in-line right to inherit the dukedom. He was a member of the royal family of the dukedom, not a simple noble!

Therefore, Firentis received these envoys and promised a peaceful proposal.

It was very simple for him.

Moreover, he could even keep these noble as cannon fodder.

In Firentis had also listened these nobles' words. That was to help Kant, the supreme lord, walk towards absolute glory. For example, Kant would first ascend as king in the Dukedom of Leo, the most important land of grain production among the human kingdoms, and then seek for more estate!

It had to be said that after Firentis and Rolf stayed for a long time, their personalities had also changed.

After all, this was the real world.

The NPCs in the game were all template-like personalities.

However, it was different here. The generals could learn from each other and change imperceptibly.

It was the same logic that said, "If you live with a lame person you will learn to limp." However, at the very least, their loyalty to Kant would not change. They would only change their personalities. Perhaps because of their loyalty to Kant, their personalities would become extreme!

Soon, the envoys returned to the noble alliance army.

This caused a wave of cheers.

However, at the very least, their defenses had not been removed.

These noble families were also worried. After all, both sides were still fighting to the death earlier. They were still invaders. It was impossible for them to give up their defenses just like that and hand over their lives to the previous enemies.

In order to express his willingness to reconcile, Viscount Wayne personally led the team to the outer side of the formation.

The envoy was the first stage of the communication.

Next, the communication between the noble families was the most important.

Firentis also understood this. He brought 50 Royal Knights over.

The conversation between the two sides was still very pleasant. The key was that after the peace treaty was confirmed, these noble families all chose to be loyal to Kant. They also swore under the name of the god of war, and everyone would be the witnesses.

Noble families still cared about their face. Even though there was no difference between breaking faith and breaking paper, they still had their own rules.

The consequences of breaking the treaty without permission were serious.

Except for absolute benefits.

No one wanted to be stabbed in the back by their ally at the most critical moment!

In other words, if it was necessary to stab their ally in the back, it was definitely a time when benefits could not be refused. If it could be exchanged for more benefits, so what if they did it?

One's own interests were everything. The interests of others did not matter at all.

The noble were all extreme egoists.

It was just that they had put on a decent disguise.

Soon, Rolf, who had led his troops back from the plain, also noticed the abnormality in this place.

Over a thousand elite desert bandits spread out and surrounded these noble alliance army in small groups. He personally came to the vicinity of the camp where Firentis was. He looked surprised

He had also noticed the noble families in the camp who were smiling and talking to each other.

They were very happy.

They didn't look like they were fighting at all!

Meanwhile, Firentis was also greeting him. "Rolf, this is Viscount Wayne and the other barons and lords. Let's get to know each other. From now on, we will be working under Lord Kant!"

"Huh?" Rolf had a ferocious smile on his face. "Viscount Wayne and the other barons and lords?"

"That's right." Viscount Wayne nodded in a very dignified manner.

He stood up and did not care about his status. "Mr. Rolf, the light cavalries that you are leading are really heroic. It made us think that you are probably the strongest general of the light cavalry in the Dukedom of Leo." He even placed his hand on his chest, he bowed slightly. "If it's possible, please allow me to pay my respects to you and your light cavalry unit."

"Yes, we all pay our respects to your valor!" the other baron-lords also placed their hands on their chests. Their attitude was so humble that it made the noble's dignity and modesty look exquisite.

"Oh?"

However, Rolf bared his teeth and smiled. "That's such an honor."

He looked at Firentis, who did not usually get along with him nodded to him. After a few guesses, Rolf quickly understood the whole situation. "Since we are all going to work under Lord Kant in the future, then please take care of us!" He smiled and said, "However, I think we should carry out Lord Kant's new plan now!"

"What?" Wayne and the other nobles looked up at him in puzzlement.

"Attack the South County!"

Rolf's voice became heavier, "I think we can launch a surprise attack before the South County realizes what's going on. Maybe we can get the reward we deserve!"

"Ah? Is this… an attack on the South County?" the faces of the nobles changed.

"Can we reconsider it?"

Viscount Wayne looked worried.

They were not prepared to really attack the South County. The so-called excuse before was mostly for the ordinary people to hear. Although they had already gave unrealistic statement, they still wanted to give themselves a way out.

Were they really going to follow Baron Kant?

Stop joking!

Even if Kant was a member of the royal family, he was just a baron!

All of them were barons themselves. There were even real lords who had their own territory and troops. Even the knights had fief villages. It was impossible for them to simply rely on a noble.

Therefore, while they agreed verbally, they already had other idea in their hearts.

When they returned, they would observe again.

They would pretend that nothing had happened!

If Baron Kant's army was really powerful, then it did not matter. They had already pledged allegiance to him today. They could be considered as one of their own people. It would be great if they could rely on Baron Kant.

If the South County expressed their dissatisfaction or did not acknowledge Baron Kant's indirect control of the North County and formed an invincible army, then they would pledge allegiance to the royal family that had come to the South County. After all, they were originally nobles conferred by the royal family, most of them were members of the noble family who lived in this system. They were naturally friendly.

In any case, it was a civil war. The nobles had thought well. They just needed to learn how to skillfully form a battle team.

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Chapter 464: Conjectures Brought about by Strength

However, taking a side definitely did not mean that they were completely on the other side.

If the situation was still unclear, they would not put all their forces on one side. Most of them were secretly involved with each other. If something really happened, there was still a chance to remedy it.

A crafty rabbit has three burrows. Don't put all your eggs in one basket. That was more or less what it meant.

Noble families were very shrewd egoists.

Why would they really seek refuge with a certain party?

Especially now. They had only sought refuge with Kant out of fear of danger. If everything were to be resolved, they would even go to the South County. They would lick the shoes of the royal family and high-ranking noble families, begging for forgiveness and loyalty.

There was nothing they could do. In their eyes, the strength of the South County was much, much stronger than Kant's.

This was because the Dukedom of Leo was supported by the South County.

As for the other counties…

The East County was considered wealthy and could barely be considered as a strong county.

However, the North County was a barren highland. It was the territory of the Dukedom of Leo in name.

Their noble system was separated from the mainstream noble circle. Any noble who committed a mistake would be sent to the North County. That's right. Some of the former nobles from Dukedom of Leo who committed mistakes were sent to North County, no matter they were from South County or East County.

Because of the poverty of the North County, those nobles who made a mistake would never have the ability to go against the South County.

It could be seen from now on.

The North County's noble alliance army was only slightly stronger than the mercenaries.

And this was because of the training.

Looked at the equipment, some of the mercenary elites were even better than the noble knights of the North County!

Therefore, the noble families of the North County had a deep affection for the South County, which was the most elite part of the Dukedom of Leo. After all, they used to be a family, and they also dreamed of returning.

Now, it was impossible for them to say goodbye to the noble families of the South County!

Moreover, it was a war with the South County!

On the spot, the faces of Viscount Wayne and the other nobles changed.

However, the ones whose expressions changed were not only Rolf who had made this suggestion, but also Firentis, as well as the 50 Royal Knights behind him who had already surrounded them!

This was their home ground now. This group of nobles, who were already equivalent to captives, still dared to resist?

" … Uh."

Viscount Wayne was somewhat dumbstruck.

Looking at the 50 Royal Knights releasing their extraordinary powers, his originally confident heart suddenly felt a burst of amusement. He immediately burst out laughing, "Perhaps it's not that bad!"

The surrounding barons and lords could not stand it, their faces were pale as they looked at so many grand knights.

Even the Dukedom of Leo did not have so many grand knights!

Let alone the North County?

With these Royal Knights standing there, all the noble families were so scared that they did not dare to move.

Their previous thoughts were instantly put away, especially when they looked at the Royal Knights with pairs of vigilant and threatening eyes under their helmets. They all revealed embarrassed smiles and looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness and fear!

They clearly knew what these grand knights represented.

They represented the absolute trump card!

If it was a large-scale battle, a troop with 50 grand knights would be able to pierce through the formation of over 10,000-man troop at the crucial moment, creating a very advantageous chance for their own side to ensure victory in the battle!

This point had been proven through practical examples. It was on the battlefield of the Dukedom of Leo and the Silver Platter Kingdom ten years ago!

How could Cameron defeat the main force of the Silver Platter Kingdom?

It was all thanks to the strength of the grand knights!

What's more.

At that time, the leader was only 20 grand knights, leading 300 fully armed knights.

At the critical moment, they charged out from the flanks of the main force of the Silver Platter Kingdom and forcefully defeated them. They directly cut through the formation of the Silver Platter Kingdom and even directly killed the commander of the main force of the Silver Platter Kingdom!

If not for that, even if Baron Dylan rebelled, Dukedom of Leo would not have won this battle!

This was also the key reason why the Dukedom of Leo could last until now!

However, there were the 50 grand knights in front of them.

Behind them were 1,500 fully armed heavy armored cavalries, including 1,000 elite light cavalries.

Then, thinking about the existence of at least 2,000 footmen and 1,000 archers at the Stone Pass, they realized that Baron Kant's strength had far exceeded their imagination!

A few days ago, they could still vaguely hear the news of the East County. It seemed that there had been a huge change.

However, because of the blockade, they could not find out the details.

However, they could vaguely know.

A powerful force that had originally occupied the main force had been destroyed in a short period of time!

Some of the noble families that belonged to the East County, but secretly contacted the North County and South County, also said that all of this was because of Baron Kant. However, they were more specific, and they did not dare to reveal too much.

At one time, they thought that this was a plot by the South County to take back control of the East County.

But now that they thought about it.

Perhaps it really was because of Baron Kant!

After all, with so many grand knights and elite heavy cavalry here, they could already be considered as one of the top noble forces in the Dukedom of Leo. They were almost no less than those ancient families that had existed for hundreds of years, even before the establishment of the Dukedom of Leo!

Those ancient families were the high-ranking noble families, the top and pillar of the Dukedom of Leo.

They had been passed down for hundreds of years.

There were a lot of foundations left behind by these ancient families!

For example, grand knights who possessed extraordinary powers were rare to see among ordinary noble families.

However, to those ancient families, they were perhaps just ordinary members who had deliberately hidden themselves during normal times. They would only appear at the most crucial moment and act as a surprise weapon to save the situation!

On the surface, there were less than 10 grand knights recorded in the Dukedom of Leo.

However, there were at least 50 of them in the dark!

This was the era of feudal lords.

The power of royalty and the power of the noble families were contending with each other. In fact, it was even inferior to this era!

It was not a unified empire. The royalty could do whatever they wanted and control everything. If they wanted to count the population or wage war, they would need to discuss with the noble families. They would also need to compromise with each other and fight openly and secretly.

For example, it was impossible to expose such a foundation so easily.

Especially now.

The Dukedom of Leo seemed to be stable.

In fact, it was in a state of disunity. The noble families had ulterior motives.

The orders from the Grand Duke of the Dukedom of Leo were completely worn out before they could leave the South County.

This was partly because the ancient families wanted to maintain balance. It was also because the situation in the Dukedom of Leo had already reached a stalemate. It was equivalent to a muddy pool of stagnant water. The class was extremely solidified and even conflicted with each other.

Classes were established among the nobles, small circles of nobles emerged as well as those who opposed to each other.

The commoners were controlled and completely followed the nobles.

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Chapter 465: Negotiation with the Wayne Family

While Viscount Wayne and the other barons were looking awkward, on the flat and barren land of the North County, a group of people had already started to move forward. They formed a long dragon formation in a mighty manner, and their target was Grothen Castle.

That was the political order and political center of the Northern County, and also the residence of Viscount Wayne's family.

To the north was the plain.

And to the south was the relatively fertile Mountain of Leo.

There were countless streams in the mountain range. Although most of them flowed towards the south, there were also a few that flowed to the north. They went around the foot of the mountain and formed a small river, barely nourishing the soil at the foot of the mountain.

At the very least, it would allow Viscount Wayne's family to be self-sufficient in agriculture.

It was the only good place in the North County.

But now, there were many changes in this good place.

On the city walls of Grothen Castle, the troops responsible for guarding the castle were ready.

Sword-shield soldiers, lance soldiers, archers and crossbowmen were also waiting for orders behind the city gates and on the city walls. There were close to 1,000 of them and their weapons were well-equipped. They were all elites with resolute expressions, fearless of life and death.

These were the true foundations that the Wayne family had trained and nurtured over the course of a hundred years.

There were even two grand knights among this group of people.

Including Viscount Wayne and the six grand knights under him, the Wayne family already had nine grand knights.

It had to be said that these noble families were really well-hidden. According to the official records of the Dukedom of Leo, Viscount Wayne was the only grand knight in the North County, there was no one else other than him.

However, thinking about it carefully, there were already two grand knights at the Stone Pass, plus Viscount Kevin's castle.

They were all well-hidden!

But even so, it did not matter to the cavalry below and outside the castle, which numbered close to 3,000 people.

50 Royal Knights were all grand knights and had extraordinary powers. They were not being able to directly attack the city. However, they could form a large-scale assault force in the field that could easily break through the infantry formation of tens of thousands of people.

Together with the 1,500 heavy cavalries and 1,300 light cavalries, it would not be a problem to defeat an infantry group of less than 30,000 people!

Even without these Royal Knights.

Just the number of heavy cavalry and light cavalry was enough to intimidate them.

Now, the members of the Wayne family were all trembling in fear. Even the faces of the sons of Viscount Wayne, who were wearing full-armed mail armor and chain armor, were turned pale.

Such a large-scale heavy cavalry force was rare in the North County.

The most important thing, his father was in that huge troop.

And Viscount Wayne had asked to open the door for these unfamiliar troops.

Thinking back to the time when the noble alliance army attacked the Stone Pass together, and now they were brought back by an unfamiliar army, it was not difficult to guess the outcome. They had definitely lost the battle.

If they had lost a battle, it would have been fine. At most, they would have closed the castle and defended it.

But their own father, the head of the Wayne family was in the enemy's troop.

The young people really did not know what to do.

But more than that, after a short meeting, they decided not to open the city gates.

There was still room for discussion. If they opened the city gates and let the unfamiliar army rush into the castle, then there would be no discussion. Even their safety could not be guaranteed, let alone the family members inside.

The Wayne family might not have a family head, but they definitely could not be cut off!

It was not as if the family head had never died on the battlefield.

But there was one point.

As a noble family, they definitely could not cut off all of their bloodlines!

Bloodlines were the signs of a family's inheritance. Looking at the history of those once glorious families, because all of their members were killed, their inheritances were cut off in the end. This also meant that their family's glory was cut off, and they were completely wiped out in history.

Although their Wayne family was not a high-level family, it was definitely not a small family.

Being able to occupy the North County showed one's own strength.

If one wanted to continue the bloodline of family, one had to learn how to sacrifice!

Even those young people who had yet to completely take over the family had some ulterior thoughts.

In the past, their father, Viscount Wayne, was still in his prime, so they couldn't have much right. Now that their father was suddenly captured, and they became closer control the power of the family, this feeling… was very good!

In less than half a day, the entire family had depended on them.

Because they were facing the danger of execution.

There was no other way.

That was why they could unite as one!

However, just as this group of people were daydreaming, an envoy arrived.

Firentis personally led the team, followed by 10 Royal Knights. They came to the city gate and told the defending soldiers that they hoped to talk.

The willingness to negotiate was quickly confirmed. A huge basket was placed on the city wall, which could fit three people. Firentis didn't find it strange. He led two Royal Knights to the city wall and negotiated with the infantrymen of the Wayne family who were secretly on guard.

As an experienced noble, Firentis also noticed their uneasiness.

He smiled elegantly and said, "We do not have any hostile thoughts."

"Is that so?" the one in charge of the negotiations was the eldest son of Viscount Wayne, who was also the first successor. "Then please send my father back to the castle, and then ask your troops to leave the castle's range of three kilometers."

"These can actually be done." Firentis nodded with a smile.

"Can be done?" the eldest son frowned. "So, you mean that there is a price to pay?"

"That's right!" Firentis nodded. Looking at the eldest son who was the same age as him, he said, "Logistical supplies, this is the price you have to pay!"

"Huh?" the eldest son was stunned. "What do you want to do?" He looked at Firentis, it was as if he was looking at a madman. "I know that you are the subordinates of Baron Kant, but you have to know that the troops of the South County are ten times stronger than those of the North County. This is absolutely not an alarmist. This is the truth!"

"Is that so?" Firentis chuckled, but his words were still firm, "I still need to tell you that I need to guarantee the logistical supplies for my troops, and then nothing will happen. Otherwise, we will act irrationally."

"Yes!" the eldest son did not have any objections. He gritted his teeth and said, "But I can only secretly fund you and not sign any contracts!"

"No problem!" Firentis smiled and nodded, "It's a pleasant deal then."

But the eldest son said quietly, "Then what about my father? And the troops my father took away. I need to see them!" He said, his tone was extremely grave. "The noble families of South County are absolutely powerful in our eyes. We cannot follow you to attack South County. Especially when you fail, we will be hunted!"

"That won't do." Firentis continued to chuckle, "Your family is already willing to cooperate with us. At the same time, Viscount Wayne has already represented the Wayne family and pledged his loyalty to Baron Kant. This is the truth!"

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Chapter 466: Deep Thoughts in the Tent

In the end, the gate of Grothen Castle of the Wayne family didn't open.

Instead, more and more soldiers were guarding with weapons and equipment on the city walls and towers. They were ready to defend the city to the death and resist the impending siege.

No one could be trusted, even if the family head was there.

Even if they had negotiated, they would not open the city gates in order to ensure their safety.

This was for their own consideration, not even for the sake of the Wayne family. They had already formed a situation where they would rise and fall together. If something unexpected happened, their wealth and family would not be guaranteed!

In this seemingly peaceful feudal era that was in fact extremely chaotic, the castle was the ultimate reliance.

As long as they relied on this sturdy castle, even if tens of thousands of enemy troops arrived, they firmly believed that they could defend with the city defense fortifications of the castle!

It was simply too difficult to attack a castle head-on without siege equipment and without an insider inside. It was so difficult that even if all the troops were wiped out, they might not be able to take it down. This was the conclusion drawn from history and experience!

Even grand knights had to worry about the ballistae on the city walls and towers.

These siege weapons were not a joke.

They were very effective!

However, under the peaceful negotiation between the two sides, they maintained the greatest restraint.

There was no intention to fight, but there was absolutely no so-called peace. On the contrary, both sides were clearly divided and did not invade each other. However, Wayne still had to provide the necessary logistical supplies.

For example, they had to provide the necessary food and bedding for the troops, as well as a lot of clothes that had to be changed.

These cavalry troops were still fine.

The key was point here were footmen rushing over here in two days!

They were the main factor in ensuring the logistics. These noble alliance army that originally belonged to the various noble families in the North County, who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune in the Stone Pass or the Nahrin Desert, were eventually kidnapped and forced to head to the South County.

That's right, they were kidnapped because their family head or the noble families that were loyal to them were all kidnapped.

Right beside Firentis, they were strictly guarded by 50 Royal Knights!

They enjoyed treatment that even an ordinary king could not enjoy!

At the very least, the political enemies of the kings did not have the ability to send out 50 grand knights with extraordinary powers. One had to know that even if there were more than 50 grand knights secretly in the current Dukedom of Leo, they were distributed in three counties.

Even if there were more grand knights in the South County, they would not be controlled by a single force.

However, Baron Kant had so many formidable forces under him.

To these noble families, it was as if they had boarded a pirate ship and could not get down.

If they wanted to get down, they would have to wait for their strategic goal to be achieved before they could do so.

Viscount Wayne and those nobles stayed in a large tent alone. There were no guards inside. There were only two grand knights 'protecting' them and a grand knight's tent beside them.

If there was an unexpected event, they could rush in at any time. It would probably take less than 10 seconds.

Looking for trouble?

The result would be nothing but death.

These nobles cherished their lives very much, so they lay on their respective blankets and slept soundly.

Anyway, they had eaten their fill, so they could just wait for the result in peace. Things had already come to this, so should they run away or risk their lives to send a message to the noble families in the South County?

Come on, what if Baron Kant really could take over the South County?

Even if Kant couldn't make it, they were being coerced after all.

Now that they were arrested here, were they really going to risk their lives to showcase their loyalty to the Dukedom of Leo?

Impossible, what a joke. The current Dukedom of Leo was no longer the dukedom that was united as one ten years ago. Even the current Grand Duke of Leo, Cameron, had a bit of a dubious reputation when he ascended the throne.

It was absolutely impossible for them to show their loyalty in battle!

Right now, they were unwilling to!

Viscount Wayne sat on the blanket and looked at the dark object not far away through the gaps of the tent.

He knew that his family had spent 30 years to build and expand Grothen Castle based on the previous viscount's foundation. It was simply an indestructible war fortress.

If they wanted to attack this castle, they were not probably to success even if all the current cavalry troops were wiped out, because they had no siege weapons.

But what he was most worried about before was that his inexperienced sons would open the city gates and surrender.

At that time, the entire Wayne family would be completely destroyed. It was not that these Baron Kant's troops would go in and rob them, but that they would definitely be wiped out by the South County after they had completely surrendered to Baron Kant!

They could still be considered as a hostage. They could use the golden eagle to make connections and smooth things over.

But once the city gates were opened and Wayne Castle was used as the foundation, then it would all be over!

Viscount Wayne did not believe that Baron Kant would be able to invade the South County and ascend to the Dukedom of Leo.

Although in the eyes of many nobles, the current Grand Duke of Leo, Cameron was the same position as them. The prestige left behind by the Leo family could still make many nobles choose to listen to the orders of the Grand Duke.

Moreover, the South County and the high-ranking noble families could not sacrifice the current Grand Duke of Leo, Cameron.

The interests of both sides had long been involved to an extremely deep extent.

Whoever was eliminated would cause a great change. It would hurt them very much!

This was also the reason why the South County was able to band together. Their interests were all linked together.

If Baron Kant's forces entered the South County and expelled the forces of the Grand Duke of Leo, Cameron, then high-ranking nobles like them would definitely be wiped out as well, because it would affect their interests.

And the emerging forces would definitely provoke and antagonize the existing forces.

Unless there was a big enough cake.

But at the moment, the Dukedom of Leo was a small piece of cake.

The richest and most fertile place had already been eaten by the noble families of the South County.

Now that the newly joined Baron Kant had come over, not only did he want to snatch the most beautiful cake from the mouth of the original royal family, but he also wanted to snatch the cake from the mouths of others. That would be no different from a bandit, an enemy!

Even if he did not snatch the cake from the mouths of others, would the others believe him?

Exceptional ability and strength would attract jealousy.

Most importantly, how could they allow others to seize their belongings!

How could the noble families of the South County, who had already formed an alliance, let Kant took their things?

Their territory must never change, just like how they would never tolerate their own interests being snatched just like that. Once Kant's forces entered the South County, he would be met with the most violent resistance.

Even the push back from the battlefield!

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Chapter 467: Rolf's Thoughts

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

There was a reason for Viscount Wayne's worry. In fact, even those noble families who seemed to be asleep in the tent couldn't sleep. They were also feeling uneasy.

When they surrendered to Kant at the last minute, it meant that they tacitly agreed to his control over the North County.

All of this was very logical.

After all, there was no more powerful noble force in the North County than Kant.

According to the rules between the noble families, if Viscount Wayne could not suppress Baron Kant, then he would slowly lose the right to rule the North County. After a certain period, his title of the lord of North County would be stripped.

And it was just like that when the Wayne family replaced the previous family of the North County.

It was all an unspoken rule between the noble families.

But it was very useful.

If that was the case, Viscount Wayne was certain that his family would not decline within ten years.

If he allied with some of the great noble families in the South County who were hostile to Kant, perhaps his family could still be saved in the North County. Thus, he had nothing to fear. After all, Baron Kant's mother had been framed by some of the noble families in the South County.

If he did not help himself, then Kant, who had control of the North County, would not be easy to deal with.

He would become a big shot!

The North County's estate was vast.

Although it was barren, the salt mines in the Nahrin Desert had replaced the traditional agricultural income.

As long as they had money, people, and power, then even if the great noble families in the South County fought back frantically. If they could not crush Kant in one blow and give him a chance to catch his breath, it would be very difficult.

With money opening the way, any fractions would have to think about whether or not to ease the relationship with Kant.

The noble families did not always know about hostility.

Especially at the crucial points.

For example, Baron Kant's own strength was not weak, or even very strong.

Maintaining a good relationship and forming an alliance for life and benefits was the best choice.

And it was precisely because Kant had this idea that he had already taken control of the military power of the North County. He had also completely used the salt mine to attract the attention of many greedy noble families, especially after he had displayed his military strength. As long as he slowly plotted, he would be able to easily gain a foothold in the Dukedom of Leo and become a rising noble!

However, things were hard to predict. How could he have expected that Baron Kant not only obtained the North County, but also dragged them towards the South County right away.

This was not a subtle attack on the North County, but a complete attack on the South County to start a civil war.

It would cause a war between the two counties!

Viscount Wayne and the other nobles were worried about this.

All of them were silent, but in their hearts, they were a little desperate for their future.

The troops of the North County and Baron Kant's troops would definitely not be able to directly attack the core area of the South County, but even if they did, they would still be defeated by the defensive counterattack of the top-tier noble.

The foundation of those top-tier noble families was many times stronger than the newly promoted noble families like them!

If Kant was defeated and it was their turn to be punished, the consequences would be unimaginable!

While everyone was tossing and turning, the night gradually brightened up.

Dawn had arrived.

The sound of footsteps and shouts gradually appeared around the tent.

Many desert bandits acted as squires and went to a brook not far away to fetch water to provide daily drinking for nearly 3,000 people and warhorses. They also prepared breakfast for the next day.

At Grothen Castle, the city gate had already been opened slightly.

Five carriages filled with bread, sausages, and smoked meat came out.

At the front was an old butler.

He was already very old. His hair was white, and his expression was quite grave. He looked like he was determined to go on a suicide mission.

This old butler held the reins and left the castle with the carriage. He had the resolution of not being returned alive. He straightened his back and slowly approached the camp with a dignified look.

Ten elite desert bandits went over with spears in their hands to ask questions.

They would soon come back together.

This was the temporary supply from Grothen Castle that day.

The five carriages were full of food, which could feed nearly 3,000 people for three meals.

According to the old butler, the castle was still preparing the warhorse's feed. Because the quantity was too large, it would be released later, and the specific time would be noon.

Of course, this was a very considerate move.

No one cared.

"Alright, old man, you can go back!"

Rolf, who was in charge of the surrounding defense, also smiled and waved the old butler away.

However, the old butler bowed respectfully without losing his dignity. "Lord, please allow me to see my master, Viscount Wayne. I am his servant, the most loyal butler. I should accompany him and take care of him."

"Take care of him?" Rolf sneered. "He is a living person, and he can't take care of himself?"

"No, you misunderstood." the butler said gently, "A real noble should enjoy the care of a servant. This is the privilege of a master, and I am his loyal servant. I should take care of him!"

"Oh, okay." Rolf nodded. "You can go."

"Thank you very much." the old butler bent down again and was led to the tent by the desert bandits.

"Hehe!" Rolf only showed a disdainful expression and looked at Firentis who was walking over, he pointed at the old butler with his chin and said, "Look, another good dog. He really treats himself as a servant. I have never seen such a person in Caradia. Even my most loyal servant would not be willing to be a servant forever."

"His servility is too strong." Firentis also looked at the old butler and shook his head. "Don't bother about him. How's things going on? Have you sent someone to contact Lord Kant? Our strategy is a little too risky!"

"It's better to take risks!" Rolf grinned. "It would lead to great harvest!"

"Hmph!" Firentis was a little dissatisfied. "This kind of thing should be discussed with Lord Kant."

"We are too far away!" Rolf said indifferently. "I have already sent people to inform Lord Kant. It is said that he has already established a Nordic village by the Resniston River. It has already begun to develop." He paused and looked at Firentis, "You don't want the Nords to seize the initiative, do you?"

"With that group of water ghosts?" Firentis snorted coldly. "If they are fighting on the plains, they are just a bunch of country bumpkins trampled to death by Swadian under the hooves of horses!"

"That's true." Rolf chuckled. "But beside them is a river. That's their strong point!"

His tone also became a little more serious. "Lord Kant needs to develop. We can take the opportunity to make the Dukedom of Leo fall into chaos. As long as we can rely on the noble alliance army this time and obtain even the slightest victory, the North County will be completely dragged into our war chariots. When that time comes, whether or not they submit to Lord Kant will not be up to them!"

"Yes." Firentis nodded, and his face turned solemn as well. "I hope so."

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Chapter 468: The Worry of Viscount Kevin

At noon, the feed had been prepared by Grothen Castle.

A total of eight carriages were transported to the camp. However, at this time, Firentis had already arranged for people to feed their warhorses, but he did not give the order to set off. Instead, he reorganized the camps.

They were waiting for the arrival of the infantrymen.

The noble alliance army were still walking slowly behind.

From time to time, desert bandits would go over to scout or urge them, so that those who had lost their high-ranking commanders could quickly keep up with the pace. At the same time, they would publicize the obligations they would have to face in the future.

That was to follow Baron Kant and seize the authority that belonged to him, the title of Grand Duke of Leo!

Of course, there were also empty promises.

Firentis and Rolf had already promised them.

As long as they followed Baron Kant and made contributions to the war, they would be conferred the title of noble status. If they could obtain the final victory, they would also have enough land to wait for everyone. They would treat everyone equally, and all of them would be rewarded!

Even if they died in the end, they would give their families a lifetime of food allocation.

Baron Kant had a mountain of gold and silver in his possession.

It was just a small amount of money.

It was an easy burden!

This was also the greatest confidence that he could use to coerce and entice the ordinary soldiers.

In the current Dukedom of Leo, who did not know that Baron Kant had a salt mine? who did not know that Baron Kant was extremely rich?

They did not incite them too much. Those desert bandits only explained the situation, how much money Lord Kant had, and how much money he would have in the future. Those infantrymen who were born poor and commoner were as loyal as if they had been brainwashed.

Modern educated people could be brainwashed by pyramid schemes, let alone the stupid commoners of the feudal era?

They could be induced to gain something.

They could often burst out with extremely high enthusiasm.

Moreover, these commoners did not need to make too good a wish. Just the fanatical group effect could make everyone fall into a dream of a beautiful future, and then develop into madness, becoming wild beasts that could not be controlled!

Once they embarked on this path, other than forcibly ending, they could not stop.

Whoever wanted to stop would be going against them.

The consequences were unimaginable!

Of course, just two days later, the noble alliance army had already arrived at Grothen Castle.

Along the way, there were endless supplies, and there were only a few civilian infantrymen that escaped. However, the vast majority of those who escaped were caught up by the desert bandits, and their heads were easily cut off in the plain.

They were hung on the reins of the desert horses, and they stared blankly with their lifeless eyes as they rode on their horses.

The remaining heads made all those who wanted to escape feel a chill in their hearts.

Threats and rewards.

They could not do it without any links.

However, this simple method was very effective.

After the noble alliance army arrived at Grothen Castle, they did not rest for long and set off the next day.

Their target was the route led by the light cavalry troop formed by the elite desert bandits. In fact, they were following the Mountain Range of Leo and straight into the South County, preparing to attack a castle that was independent of the North County.

Maas Castle!

This castle was ruled by Viscount Kevin.

It was located at the junction of the North County, the South County and the East County.

To the west was the Mountain of Death, to the east was the Mountain Range of Leo, and to the north was the endless barren plains of the North County. To the south was the fertile plains of the South County and Lion Heart City, and to the southeast was the Lion Fort of the Grand Duke of Leo.

It was located at a strategic location and could be said to be the best barrier or fortress.

The north could isolate the North County.

The south could control the South County.

The core hub of the rear of the Dukedom of Leo.

Whoever could control this place would be able to have the advantage in the terrain of the Dukedom of Leo.

And now, Viscount Kevin, who controlled Maas Castle, naturally belonged to the Grand Duke of Leo, Cameron. They were childhood friends, and the relationship between the two was extremely close, even to the extent of surpassing that of their own siblings.

It couldn't be helped. Siblings could still fight to obtain the position of grand duke.

But this kind of friend wouldn't.

Instead, they could become your good ally.

This was very solid in the western feudal system, where bloodline, title, and identity were respected.

But now, Maas Castle was in a dilemma. Viscount Kevin was standing above the city gate. Looking at the empty horizon, there was anxiety between his brows.

"Is he crazy?" he clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. "He's really crazy!"

He received the news a few days ago.

It was confirmed yesterday.

He really didn't expect Baron Kant to defeat the noble alliance army.

Then, he led the surrendered troops and rampaged all the way to attack the South County. According to the report of the reconnaissance cavalry, they would arrive in one day.

This was the first time that Maas Castle had faced a threat from the North County.

Although his mission was to monitor the North County, the Maas Castle mainly acted as a backstop and support, as well as a central point, completely blocking the main forces of the silver platter kingdom from invading. It also provided a foothold for the main forces of the Dukedom of Leo that had retreated from the South County.

What was worth laughing about now was that the greatest enemy, the Silver Platter Kingdom, had not invaded.

Instead, the North County, which had only been used as a deterrent, was about to bring a war.

This had resulted in the lack of sufficient preparations in Maas Castle. The military supplies that should have been purchased in large quantities in the South County had been seriously in short supply in the warehouse. After all, in the original plan, this was only the foothold and the focus of the battle.

Even the Dukedom of Leo had given up on this place and planned to retreat to the plains and fight with the cavalry of the Silver Platter Kingdom.

The North County was different from the South County.

The plains of the South County had been developed into fertile fields, and there were farms everywhere.

The North County was really a flat and barren plain and wilderness. Apart from a few places with water, there were very few farms or villages. The other places were completely uninhabited!

As for the terrain of the North County, it was more than three times larger than the South County.

It was indeed a place suitable for plains and field battles.

But now,everything had become very different.

Maas Castle was facing the threat of the troops of the North County, while the South County was still in a stalemate.

Viscount Kevin had already sent out the news of the rebellion of the North County, but the South County had yet to send back any news. In his opinion, this was undoubtedly foolish.

He had even combined it with the news he had heard before.

For example, the destruction of the priests on Mountain of Death.

This had deepened his fear.

Of course, Maas Castle had connections with the Crimson Sect on Mountain of Death.

After all, it was at the border of the three counties. It would be inconceivable if there was no connection between them.

However, Viscount Kevin did not have too deep a relationship with the Crimson Sect, so he did not know how the Crimson Sect had been destroyed. However, thinking about the sudden change of the noble families in the East County, he could guess it. Perhaps there was a great change in the East County, which led to the destruction of the Crimson Sect.

However, no matter what, the situation was extremely bad for him. After all, Maas Castle was also on the side of the East County. Although he was not responsible for the important transportation areas of the East County and the South County, he could still be used as a side support.

"Could it be…" Viscount Kevin hesitated. "The situation is going to change?"

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Chapter 469: The Beginning of the General Attack

Just as Viscount Kevin was feeling nervous, the reinforcements from the South County had yet to arrive.

On the contrary, on the morning of the next day, Gray fog rose up from the plain in the north. At the same time, under the gray fog that was like showing off and brandishing its fangs and claws, one could vaguely see many figures.

Like an arrogant long dragon, it slowly approached Maas Castle.

"It's coming!" Viscount Kevin's voice was trembling.

He swallowed his saliva and forcefully suppressed the fear in his heart. He waved his hand and shouted, "Everyone, pay attention. Pull up the drawbridge and the city gate. All the soldiers go up the city wall. Archers go up the tower. Speed up!"

"Yes!" the orderly voice rang out in the castle.

The soldiers were all shaking.

Soldiers holding crossbows and war bows quickly appeared on the tower and the city wall.

These were the soldiers that the Kevin family had trained since young. Their loyalty was trustworthy. After a long period of military training, they were also not bad in shooting and close combat. They could be considered a group of elites.

Moreover, in terms of combat ability, they were slightly better than the regular infantrymen of the North County!

This was the strength of Viscount Kevin.

Unfortunately, they were really outnumbered.

Currently, there were only 500 elites stationed in Maas Castle.

The rest were a group of conscripted militias that they gathered from the surrounding villages.

There were even a group of armed peasants who were doing menial work. They wore slightly thicker clothes and came to the castle. On their backs were pitchforks or sickles on their waists. Their combat ability was not strong, it was impossible for them to kill with their current equipment.

They did not even have proper leather armor. They were probably cannon fodder who would be killed on the battlefield!

It was indeed the case.

There were more than 3,000 of them but one shouldn't be fooled by their number. Although they were all young and strong, they had not received proper military training. They could do nothing except to be helpers.

The most suitable place for them was still the farmland. It was much easier to harvest those crops than to go to the battlefield, especially on the battlefield where they were harvesting their dead. Some people had just walked onto the battlefield that was filled with the smell of blood, and they were so scared that they couldn't move their legs at all.

In comparison, the over 1,000 conscripted militiamen were not too bad. They had at least received military education.

They were trained by the castle infantry during their free time.

However, they only knew the most basic of spear thrusts.

This was enough.

If they were to form a formation on the city wall, they could completely protect the safety of a section of the city wall.

Moreover, they were all wearing leather armor made of cow leather. Although their defense was inferior to mail armor, they could still withstand normal attacks. Sometimes, because of the toughness of the cow leather, they were even better at blocking arrows!

At the very least, mail armor would be vulnerable to more serious secondary damage because of the iron ring.

"Enough!" Viscount Kevin knocked his head.

He did not understand what he was thinking but looking at the formation that was already set up in the distance, his heart trembled even more. His breathing became extremely heavy. "What exactly are these people doing!"

In the distance, the noble alliance army began to set up their camp. A large number of tents were facing the rising sun.

According to logic, they should launch an attack.

Even if they did not launch an attack, it would be good to make some preparations first.

But those noble alliance army actually made preparations for a long-term confrontation.

This really made Viscount Kevin confused. This made him ready to defend to the death and make use of the advantage of the castle to heavily crush the allied army of Kant's side.

The other side had come all the way here.

Since they were prepared to rest, they would definitely come again after they had recovered their morale.

If that happened, it would probably be an extremely tough battle, which would be disadvantageous to him.

Although defending the city had a natural advantage, Viscount Kevin did not have much confidence in his weaker troops. He did not have much confidence in defending against the elite troops of the North County.

Although his castle had the mission of monitoring the North County and controlling the checkpoints here, it was definitely not a fortress to defend against the army of the North County.

It had a 6m high and 2m wide wall

It also had a 13m tall castle.

If they relied on such a medium-sized castle, the elite forces of the defending troops would be severely lacking.

In addition, their material reserves were low, so they could not defend for a long time. They did not even know when the reinforcements would arrive.

Thinking about this, Viscount Kevin felt that his head was about to explode. After all, the current situation was completely unsolvable for him. Especially the most crucial thing, he only had two grand knights under him.

And he swore that there were definitely more than five grand knights in the noble alliance army!

They were all nobles who also did the shady little thing.

All of them had hidden some grand knights under their force without reporting to the official.

This was called foundation!

It was at this time that it came into play.

But current situation was very awkward, his foundation didn't seem to be of any use.

Because even those two subordinates who were grand knights, when they saw the 10,000 plus infantrymen and 3,000 plus light and heavy cavalries outside, they had already sent a message to their subordinates, saying that they absolutely couldn't leave the city to engage in field battles!

Just a glance was enough to destroy their thoughts of engaging in battle.

Their confidence collapsed.

There was nothing they could do. The difference between the forces of both sides was too great.

Viscount Kevin did not expect that the noble alliance army of the North County, who had originally gone to attack the Stone Pass, would be defeated so easily. Instead, they had become the core force in attacking the South County. This was simply a joke.

It was no wonder that even the noble families of the South County were still in a daze.

They really did not know what had happened.

The weakness of the noble families had appeared.

Without knowing what had happened, they knew that Maas Castle was facing absolute military pressure, but they still argued with each other and pushed the other party to handle this matter.

After all, as long as the South County didn't suffer heavy losses, their interests wouldn't be harmed.

And in this argument, Maas Castle was facing more and more pressure.

Because at noon, the noble alliance army that had already rested and reorganized began to take action.

Even the siege weapons provided by the Wayne family had begun to be assembled. There were catapults with long arms and all sorts of ballistae outside the city walls.

It seemed like they were going to forcefully attack the city.

That was indeed the case.

At 1 pm, the catapults and ballistae creaked.

With a command, the heavy round stone shells were throwing in a beautiful arc and smashed heavily onto the stone walls. With a clang, the broken stones scattered in all directions, announcing the start of the siege.

More than 10,000 noble alliance soldiers also began to forcefully attack the northern city gate.

Those ballistae were also whistling and smashing the stone bullets towards the city gate.

The situation was extremely critical.

Even Viscount Kevin did not expect that the other party did not even feign attack and directly started the general attack!

Because of this, he could not help but laugh like he was going crazy. "What is that Baron Kant thinking, directly launching the general attack. Do these guys know what a siege is? There is such a tactic?" But as the attack begin his mental pressure gradually increased to a point where he couldn't it anymore.

The situation was too dangerous!

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Chapter 470: The Castle was Finally been Broken Through

The noble alliance army, who had already assembled the siege equipment, began the prelude to the siege attack.

One after another, round and polished stone balls were directly thrown out by the long arm of the ballista. They drew a beautiful curve and heavily smashed into the city wall. The splashing stones flew around and smashed into the bodies of the soldiers guarding the city, The soldiers covered their body parts that were hit and groaned in pain.

If they were hit at the vital parts or the hands and legs that were not protected by the leather armor, it would take their lives. They fell on the city wall on the spot and lost the chance to continue fighting. It was the same as leaving the battlefield.

The Wayne family had defended Grothen Castle for decades and had accumulated a lot of resources to defend the city.

These included the catapults, ballistae, stone bullets, and lances.

These were all kinds of reserve resources in the castle.

The purpose was to use Grothen Castle as the center of resistance after the South County was fallen. They could also deploy their cavalries and take advantage of the vast plains of the North County to exhaust the infantry troops of Silver Platter Kingdom on this battlefield.

It was like bleeding, forcing the invading troops to retreat and even return the land they had already occupied.

This was the strategic plan of the Dukedom of Leo.

Unfortunately, Maas Castle was not going to put in use any longer.

This was because Kant's subordinates, Firentis and Rolf, were pressuring the knights to attack Maas Cast;e. If they broke through this place, the door of the South County would open in front of them.

At that time, it would be up to them to decide whether they wanted to declare an invasion or not!

Meanwhile, the South County was still evading.

The war had begun.

But it was not the defensive battle against the Silver Platter Kingdom that they had originally expected.

Instead, it was Kant, an exiled baron that they didn't care at all. But now, he had fought his way back!

The second son of Grand Duke Cameron, the son of Princess Sofia of the Silver Platter Kingdom, had the second-in-line inheritance right. He had already occupied the entire North County, and according to the news that came, even a small portion of the East County had been occupied by that young man!

The flames of war raging at Maas Castle. The catapults and ballistae whistled as they threw stone balls.

Terrifying tremors shook the heavens.

But they had to continue the attack.

The people of Maas Castle were still defending.

Although the castle that they had spent decades building was not a top-notch castle, it still had a good defensive effect.

Most importantly, after these catapults and ballistae bombarded wildly, although a little of the city walls had collapsed, the main body was still standing. The casualties of the castlesoldiers were also within 200 people, so it was not considered to be a serious loss.

According to the conventional battle method, if they wanted to capture this castle, they would have to pay at least thousands of casualties.

However, Firentis and Rolf were not prepared to do that.

Too many casualties would affect the morale of the troops.

The noble alliance army, which had been bribed and threatened by them, could not afford to suffer setbacks.

On the contrary, they needed a complete victory, they had to take down the Maas Castle.

Therefore, they issued an absolute order, requesting the Wayne family to disassemble all the siege weapons here. They also ordered the infantrymen to throw stone balls at the city wall and bombard the main body of the city wall day and night.

This was also very effective.

With each impact, the city wall creaked, and cracks appeared on its surface.

The city wall couldn't hold on for too long. After all, the construction of the city wall of Maas Castle was just a layer of stones on the outside, filled with crushed stones and soil on the inside, and then a layer of stones on the outside. It looked solid.

If a section of the city wall was blasted open, then the entire city wall would completely collapse.

And now, that section of the city wall that had been deliberately bombarded with concentrated firepower was really about to reach its limit.

After a whole morning of bombardment, it was around 3 pm. The city wall was covered with dents of various sizes. The entire city wall was visibly dented inward, and cracks even appeared on the city wall.

There were no soldiers left on the city wall, and they didn't dare to stay here any longer.

In fact, the entire defense of the city wall had already been abandoned.

Instead, they had arranged more soldiers arranged more soldiers to defend the main body of the castle.

The castle was the most important defense system. The city wall was only an obstacle to delay the enemy's attack from the outside. By the time the city wall fell, the enemy's siege weapons, and their morale would also be depleted. At that time, defending the castle would be even easier.

At least defending the castle itself was more practical than defending the city wall!

"Boom –"

Finally, under the continuous bombardment of the ballistae, the city wall finally collapsed.

Smoke and dust immediately spread in all directions. A large amount of gravel and soil tumbled down. The soldiers on the surrounding city walls and towers seemed to have received some orders. They quickly gathered and appeared behind and on both sides of the collapsed city wall.

Next, it was time to start the defense around the collapsed city walls!

This was also a good time to attack the attackers.

During the siege, it didn't mean that the collapse of the city walls meant that the castle had fallen.

The collapse of the city walls was only a small section, and it wasn't even five meters wide. However, it was precisely the five meters wide opening, and there would always be troops stationed at the rear. If the noble alliance army wanted to attack, they could only turn this place into a meat grinder!

This was a battlefield where life was consumed, and it was also the main position where the defenders could consume the morale of the attackers.

The attackers often had the resolution of death.

This resolution was reflected in climbing the city wall or directly attacking the city gate.

Once it was consumed, the overall morale would drop. It was different from the defenders, who could recover as long as they encouraged the morale. The longer they dragged it out, the greater the advantage of the defenders, especially when they could all retreat to the main body of the castle and wait for reinforcements, they had an absolute advantage.

In the feudal era, it was unbelievable to attack a castle that was completely sealed and had food and water reserves. There were even records stated that a troop was able to defend a castle for several months, yet the enemy still could not break in.

Under the situation of a western feudal lord, a castle siege attack that lasted for several months was very impressive!

"Attack!"

Rolf swung his sword forward.

Behind him, groups of infantries of the noble alliance army began to charge.

They closed in step by step with their long lances in hand, and soon approached the collapsed city wall. However, the rain of arrows that came from the front quickly poured down. Groups of infantries of the noble alliance army fell to the ground, but more people rushed straight into the castle.

Just now, the 10,000-man army had launched a total attack!

They did not care about the casualties at all!

Even inside the city wall, Viscount Kevin was on the main body of the castle. He was dumfounded when he saw this scene.

His original arrangement was to prevent the enemy from probing the attack.

But now, the enemy launched a total attack.

The 10,000-man army rushed over like a tide.

No matter how the archers at the top of the city wall shot and the ballista on the towers bombarded the ground, it was like they were splashing water in the sea. More and more infantrymen rushed in the castle crazily.

And they fought until the city wall collapsed!

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Chapter 471: Surrender in the Raging Flames

The meat grinder was formed, and it began to turn!

Hundreds and thousands of infantrymen fell on the pile of rubble and were trampled by their comrades at the back. They continued to rush madly into the city wall, using all means, even their own bodies were rushing in.

There was no way at all. Even the people at the front wanted to escape because of the cruel resistance of the defenders in the castle.

However, the infantrymen at the back pushed them forward!

The front row had already died.

The infantrymen at the back became the front row and continued to die.

Just like this, rows and rows of infantrymen died one after another. More and more infantrymen of the noble alliance army poured into Maas Castle and then scattered in all directions. They completely broke into the castle's city wall system and began to destroy it!

The defenders hiding in the towers and walls were all captured and executed.

More people began to rush towards the main body of the castle.

However, the castle gates were all closed.

The windows on the ground floor were blocked. It was like a turtle shell that could not be bitten.

Even if there were gaps, there were infantrymen with long lance guarding the rear. As long as someone approached, they would instantly stab out like a poisonous snake. It was very sudden and fatal!

In addition, there were arrow towers and sentry towers at the top of the castle, which could shoot down arrows at any time, causing a lot of casualties.

This was the defensive mode of the castle.

However, this kind of defense was much more passive.

As for this kind of defensive mode, Rolf and Firentis also had their own methods to deal with it.

A large amount of firewood was piled up to the outer side of the castle. They were stacked up layer by layer. The entire castle was piled up by a large amount of firewood, and then doused with kerosene provided by the Wayne family. Finally, a torch was thrown up.

In an instant, a huge fire rose, and a scorching wave of fire swept through the inner walls of the castle.

The castle became a huge torch.

Thick smoke and heat waves poured in.

The entire Maas Castle seemed to have turned into a sea of flames.

Even the corpses were thrown into the castle, creating even more intense black smoke. Then, the smoke poured in through the gaps of the castle. It was like a snake that had found a gap. Bit by bit, waves by waves, the castle was filled with a large amount of smoke and dust.

In addition to the raging flames, the entire 16-meter-tall castle was unable to breathe.

The oxygen was consumed by the fire outside.

And inside, s large number of soldiers in the narrow space were even more severely depleted of oxygen.

The sounds of coughs, shouts, and miserable howls were incessant. The entire castle was like a large chimney. Under the destruction of the fire and the thick smoke, many soldiers had already escaped to the top floor, but it was still useless.

There was too much thick smoke outside!

The castle was not far.

On a hill, Firentis and Rolf stood side by side.

Viscount Wayne, the other barons, and the other lords stood there, watching as the distant Maas Castle fell into a sea of fire.

Their expressions were complicated. Maas Castle, which had once been independent of the North County, had now turned into such a miserable state. It made them feel a little sorrowful, or rather, fear from the bottom of their hearts.

In the direction of the castle, the noble alliance army, which used to belong to them, cheered.

They were like crazy thugs who had been bewitched!

"Interesting." Rolf grinned hideously.

He looked at the castle that had turned into a sea of fire in front of him, he could not help but take a deep breath. "This is how war works. It destroys everything, kills everything, burns everything, and demolishes everything. Whether it is a civilization or a kingdom, what is finally rebuilt is our new home!"

"Hehe…" Viscount Wayne and the others revealed dry smiles, but when they looked at the burning castle over there, there was not the slightest hint of a smile on their faces. Even their eyes were filled with extreme panic.

They had never seen such a scene when the Silver Platter Kingdom invaded the Dukedom of Leo.

But now, they had seen it during the internal strife in the Dukedom of Leo.

It was incomparably cruel to their own people, to the point that it made their hearts tremble!

Even Firentis could not bear to see such a thing happen. However, he was still thinking about the outcome of this battle.

They were Caradians, not people from the Dukedom of Leo. Why should they pity them?

They wanted to conquer their own territory in this land!

Everything was for Lord Kant!

And for themselves!

"Alright, they have surrendered."

On the castle in front of them, the white flag had already been raised.

In this world, the white flag also represented surrender. Right at the sealed gate of Maas Castle, there were grand knights who used their extraordinary powers to blast a passage through the fire, escorting Viscount Kevin, who was already drenched in sweat and his face was covered in soot, came out. He panted heavily outside the castle, as if he was about to die.

Behind him, his family members were also brought out. The soldiers swarmed out of the castle. They were surrounded by the noble alliance army and had no intention of resisting.

"See, this is very simple."

Rolf's sinister smile became more and more exuberant.

He turned his head to look at Viscount Wayne and the other nobles, and said with a sinister smile, "It is necessary for you to take the lead and join us. Look at Viscount Kevin Now, how are we going to treat him?"

"Gulp." Viscount Wayne and the other nobles subconsciously gulped.

"The answer is very simple." Rolf chuckled. "Just execute him."

"What?" a noble said in disbelief. "Without the permission of the noble court, you can't just execute a noble! You also don't have the right to execute a noble!"

"That's right, a noble cannot be executed without permission!"

"How can a noble be executed without going through the court's judgment? It's absolutely impossible!"

"Please respect the noble's honor!"

Many nobles voiced their objections.

However, Rolf picked his ears. "Is there anything else? The honor of a noble? Cannot be killed without permission?" He pulled out his scimitar. "You don't seem to understand. You're all captives and not here as a guest. Do I have to kill all of you before you know what fear Is?"

"You…" the nobles were instantly embarrassed and angry, but they didn't dare to say anything because of the cold glint of the scimitar. They could see that Rolf really dared to kill people.

"Go and tie up all those guys."

Rolf issued an order. "Pull the noble to this side and isolate them. Send the women to the Wayne family and let them take care of them. As for the soldiers, break up the formation and integrate them into the noble alliance army!"

"Break up and reorganize the noble alliance army as well." Firentis added from the side. "Do it immediately. Organize them before nightfall. We will set off again the next morning." After pausing for a moment, his tone was very firm, "At the same time, find the warehouse of this castle and give all the wealth to these soldiers who have already reorganized themselves!"

"Yes!" the messenger who was waiting behind immediately nodded and left to pass on the order.

Elite desert bandits were still waiting for the order.

They were the ones who carried out the order and were the commanders who were usually responsible for supervising the noble alliance army.

Elite desert bandits were also scattered into the noble alliance army in order to control the troops formed by civilians. Moreover, on the battlefield, they were in charge of the middle-level command, not the bottom-level frontline battle force.

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Chapter 472: The Decisive Battle that Deciding the Future

The fall of Maas Castle was already within expectations.

After calculating, the number of garrison troop was only 2,500 people, and most of them were armed militia gathered from the surrounding villages. They did not have any combat strength. In the battlefield, they would definitely be slaughtered by the regular army.

In fact, Viscount Kevin did not dare to let his troops fight the Kant army outside.

Even the stupidest commander would not make such a decision.

Just look at it.

The Lord of the North County, Viscount Wayne, was stronger than Viscount Kevin.

They spent a huge amount of money to build a noble alliance army. Even the nobles of the South County were unexpectedly silent. It was obvious that they had tacitly agreed to the situation. However, in the open plains of the North County, they were defeated in less than a night.

Not only were nearly 10,000 mercenaries slaughtered, even the originally organized noble alliance army had been captured.

Now, they had become the accomplices of the Kant army!

That was the truth!

Not to mention the message from the soldiers who had secretly escaped in the night and were lucky enough to stay alive.

Even the mercenaries who had luckily escaped the slaughter and pursuit of the light cavalry and had been completely scared out of their wits had proved that the flat plains of the North County had become the territory of Baron Kant.

The elite and brave light cavalry, as well as the terrifying armored heavy cavalry.

No one could resist them!

In addition, there were the infantry soldiers of the noble alliance army who had surrendered.

It was as if the entire North County had been consolidated into a strong and complete single entity!

There was no infighting between the noble families, nor was there any backsliding between the noble families. In addition, there was the fanatical belief of conferring the title of noble, as well as the large amount of silver coins obtained from the salt mines as rewards. Those commoners who were eager to change their lives now had all become like greedy wolves. Even with green eyes, they still wanted to fight.

From the mouth of the Resniston River, the Sargoth had upgraded into a castle, Kant was currently stationed there, and the water force was rapidly developing, there were new orders and guidance.

According to the military merits, one would be conferred a title of nobility, given land according to the results of the battle, and receive a pension according to their performance on the battlefield before they died.

It was a very simple instruction.

It was nothing more than a form of encouragement that relied on a large amount of land and money.

In the ancient eastern countries of Earth, it had long become a fixed system. However, in this feudal world, where noble blood determined everything, and the commoners could never stand out, it burst out with absolute power!

The infantrymen formed by the lower-class commoners had already become Kant's loyal followers.

Of course, the noble families that had their fundamental interests touched had a lot of complaints.

They could only complain, but hey could not resist this system at all.

This was because after Firentis and Rolf used the scimitar to force all the troops to break up and regroup, these noble families lost their control over the troops. They could not gather their former subordinates in a short period of time!

However, even if they were to gather them, there was nothing they could do. This was because the company control was also implemented.

If one of the comrades in the same team rebelled, the others did not organize or report the entire team, they would be killed.

It was still as simple and crude as before, but it was more effective.

Most importantly, 3,000 Swadian Footmen from the Stone Pass came over.

They wore mail armor and robes that were not new, but they were definitely well-repaired. They held a spear and sword, and a round shield hung on their backs. They looked like they were even richer than the knights in the noble alliance army.

They were integrated into the noble alliance army and held the position of a squad leader.

However, it was not absolute.

Among the scattered infantry, if there were 10 people in each squad, one of them would definitely be a Swadian Footman.

Moreover, in each 100-person squadron, there was a squad made up entirely of Swadian Footmen to maintain the front line or supervise the battle. It was equivalent to a squad under the command of a squad leader.

As for those squadron leaders, they were also made up of Swadian Heavy Cavalries.

Noble knights were all integrated into Firentis's cavalry unit.

More than 800 people were not considered a lot.

They were closely watched by the 1,500 Swadian Knight and Swadian Heavy Cavalry.

As for the light cavalry that originally belonged to the noble alliance army, their scouts were also integrated into Rolf's light cavalry unit. They did not have the slightest chance to act alone.

In just a short week's time, at the burned-black ruins of Maas Castle, the unit was completed.

15,000 infantrymen.

2,100 heavy cavalries.

1,600 light cavalries.

Some of them belonged to the Caradia unit.

There were also some that belonged to the noble families of the North County. They were completely mixed together.

There were even Viscount Kevin's unit that had previously chosen to surrender and hand over the command of the unit. They had become captives.

Relying on the current Maas Castle, these troops continued to rush towards the south. Like a surging flood, they set off a huge wave that was about to engulf the entire Dukedom of Leo. At the same time, they were also washing away all the resistance and decay.

Even in the East County, the noble families who were already afraid of Kant began to contact this place.

Countless carriages formed a convoy to transport all sorts of supplies.

They were all provided by the noble families of the East County on their own initiative.

This included a huge amount of food, replacement weapons, replacement shields, and bundles of arrows.

There were also a large number of siege weapons. Moreover, many noble families had even sent their most considerate butlers over. Each of them wore a black robe with a hood. Like thieves, they gave unsigned letters and did not say much.

However, after opening the letters, the nobles all said that they could provide more help.

For example, troops.

Firentis and Rolf did not dare to make a decision on this point.

After discussing, they still passed the message to Lord Kant of the East County. After all, this kind of thing still needed their lord to personally make a decision. After all, the current strategy was to directly attack the South County.

On the second day after the troops started to attack the South County, the news was passed back.

"Sure." This was Kant's reply.

At the same time, the capital of the East County, an army of 10,000 infantrymen set off.

Very quickly, they joined the forces of the North County, allowing the overall strength of the army to reach around 35,000 soldiers. In the Dukedom of Leo, it could be considered a very large army, a level that ordinary noble allied forces could not reach.

There were no mercenaries among them. They were all the forces of the noble families. They were completely assembled in the context of a country war!

However, in the center of Lion Heart City and Lion Fort.

At countless farms.

An army of 20,000 people was waiting for orders.

On the flag fluttered a lion that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, as well as all kinds of flags that belonged to the top noble families.

Obviously, during this period of time, the noble families of the South County finally reacted, and all began to assemble. They were ready to have a decisive battle with the allied forces of Kant on the plains of the South County.

They would decide who would rule the Dukedom of Leo!

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Chapter 473: The Secretly Prepared Serfs

Of course, the South County would not sit idly by and watch the North County's troops invade.

The previous shirking and compromise had announced the importance of the South County from the day Maas Castle fell, especially the high-ranking noble families that represented the South County.

To heavily injure the South County was to heavily injure them.

In just a few hundred years, these high-ranking noble families had been bound to the South County.

In fact, the invasion of the Silver Platter Kingdom back then was not resisted by the Grand Duke Leo. Instead, it was these high-ranking noble families who had stubbornly resisted the attack. They were unwilling to give up their strength and their families which had been completely rooted in South County.

Now, facing the noble army of the North County, the troops of the South County had finally gathered.

The 20,000 men army was neat and elite.

They were led by 5,000 knights, 15,000 knight attendants and the corresponding cavalry squires were supporting them.

All of them were cavalry troops, and they were extremely mobile. This was also the army that the Dukedom of Leo was most proud of.

In the battle against the Silver Platter Kingdom, it was these cavalry troops that were extremely mobile that cut off the Silver Platter Kingdom's infantrymen supply line. They weaved in and out of surprise attacks, and only then did they manage to defeat the enemy army that had the advantages in quality and quantity.

In the plains, cavalry was the king, and infantry was just an easy target!

The leading viscount of the South County was very confident.

However, he was not arrogant.

This was his foundation.

The training from a noble family allowed him to hold an extremely high position in commanding troops.

He was already over 35 years old, and he no longer had the arrogance of a young man. He only saw this battle as his gold-plated mission. If he completed it well, then he would be the new viscount who had bravely protected the safety of the South County.

If he fought cleanly and won beautifully, it was not impossible for him to become a count by his battle achievements.

And these were also the unspoken rules of the noble families.

They would help him ascend to the throne.

This battle was the best foundation for him to ascend to the throne.

Sometimes, mutual compromise could actually result in someone's success.

Thinking about the upcoming marriage, the young viscount of this high-ranking noble family of the South County smiled. No matter which family he married, it would allow him to advance further.

Perhaps after defeating the country bumpkins in the North County, he would still be able to control the barren wilderness.

Although the land was barren, the salt mine from the Nahrin Desert was a good thing.

Even the high-ranking noble families from the South County drooled over it.

The reason why they had not attacked was because they were worried about the sudden attack of the Silver Platter Kingdom. After all, the Dukedom of Leo was still in stalemate with this old enemy. If they were not careful, the entire dukedom would probably be annexed into three new counties of the Silver Platter Kingdom, this was not something they wanted to see.

However, now that the North County had taken the initiative to attack, they could easily defeat the invading troops and then counterattack the North County. Then, Nahrin Desert would be theirs!

They were determined to obtain that salt mine for the huge profit!

On the plains of the South County, countless farms were retreating, and many serfs and free citizens were escaping the flames of war.

However, they hadn't gone far. This battle was destined for victory, and the lingering prestige of the South County was still resounding in their hearts. Most importantly, the elites of the Dukedom of Leo had never let anyone down.

Even if the group of noble from the North County came to attack, they might just be sending themselves to their deaths!

Wasn't the Silver Platter Kingdom like this back then?

Now.

There were also serfs in some farms.

They were prisoners of war captured by the noble from the South County of the Dukedom of Leo after the Silver Platter Kingdom was defeated.

They were not exchanged back. Instead, they became serfs who were tortured day and night on the farms. They ate the worst food and were treated as human-shaped livestock. In the end, they were exhausted and died on the farms. Even their corpses were buried in the ground to fatten up.

The defeated had no human rights, let alone the defeated invaders.

Therefore, the outcome of the battle had nothing to do with them.

It did not matter who had the upper hand.

They were just serfs.

No one cared about them, and no one was willing to save them.

Perhaps the Silver Platter Kingdom was still preparing for the next attack, but it was another matter whether they were still alive or not. Especially those slave owners or farm owners who had abused them. In order to silence them, they would definitely hang these serfs first.

The Silver Platter Kingdom was also happy to see this happen. After all, some prisoners of war had become serfs, so it was a bit awkward.

However, there were also voices coming from this group of serfs.

There were some serfs who used to be commanders in the past.

They were all secretly contacted each other. After all, the farms were all connected.

Some of the serfs had also become small leaders. Secretly, they arranged a few serfs who went out to work. It was also very easy for them to send messages to each other. Very quickly, in less than half a month, all the serfs had already heard the news.

No one betrayed them, because the ones left were the ones who suffered the most.

If it was possible.

No one wanted to continue living like this!

Moreover, these prisoners of war of the Silver Platter Kingdom were themselves, so how could they be willing to die here?

Just as the South County organized their troops and attempted to wipe out the North County territory's troops, these serfs also began to organize themselves. Close to 5,000 people were distributed in the various farms in the South County, carefully collecting any supplies.

These supplies included specially sharpened pitchforks and sickles, sturdy wooden boards, tattered cloth, and animal skin.

There was also a little bit of black bread left over every day.

Pitchforks and sickles could be used as weapons.

Wooden boards could be made into shields.

Animal skin was washed and dried with feces and urine, which was equivalent to leather made from nitrite. It was a good defensive tool.

Everything was in the process of preparation, but these serfs' small actions had not been seen by the high and mighty management. Perhaps to them, it was simply impossible for the serfs to erupt into rebellion.

The South County was so powerful that it had even defeated the Silver Platter Kingdom. How could a group mere serfs rebelled them?

What a joke!

Everyone did not take it seriously.

They were a group of people who did not have enough to eat or warm their clothes were doing farm work all day long.

Even eating meat was an extremely extravagant thing. How could they have the strength to make these serfs rebel?

However, the management did not expect that the wealth of the South County had already exceeded their imagination. At the very least, the black bread was actually not bad. It was well made that there was not even sawwood powder in it.

In the North County, only the rich freemen could eat this black bread.

And the meat could be eaten if they caught field mice or water snakes.

The South County was really a good place.

These seemingly exhausted and weak serfs were actually taut muscles. And that tiredness was only consumed by the high-intensity farm work every day.

Once they stopped their farm work, they would be a group of rebellious serfs who were unwilling and wanted to overthrow the South County. They would be filled with hatred!

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Chapter 474: The Light Cavalries that Plundered in the Dark

The decisive battle had yet to begin.

Both sides were in a stalemate, carefully testing each other's reactions.

Most importantly, the troops of South County had yet to transport enough supplies to support a battle. After all, with 20,000 cavalries gathered here, their daily consumption was equivalent to over 50,000 infantrymen.

If they did not have the advantage, the troops of the South County would not dare to launch an attack.

After all, the Kant's army had close to 30,000 soldiers.

Although most of them were infantrymen, if they were to form a tight defensive formation, even if the 20,000-knight corps would suffer great casualties if they tried to break through the infantrymen's tight formation, especially when the infantrymen were mainly using lance.

The noble families of the East County had already sent a huge number of resources through the geographical advantage.

Of course, there were also many long lances to defend against the cavalry.

The commander, Firentis, had already ordered the infantrymen to equip themselves with long lances.

In addition, the North County army was equipped with many long lances and spears. Most of the soldiers had formed a phalanx of long lances to defend against the charge of the cavalry. They even formed a wall of spears to slow down the advance and mobility of the enemy cavalry.

Because of this, the noble knights of the South County did not attack.

They were waiting.

Time was on their side.

As they dragged on, their morale and stamina would increase, and they would have more resources.

On the other hand, the morale of the North County alliance army led by Firentis would decrease and their resources would be depleted. Not to mention fighting, if they ran out of food for two to three days, they would collapse. The knights of the South County alliance army did not even need to do anything!

However, they were currently facing a lot of trouble themselves.

There were 20 knights with 20,000 men, but they all occupied 20 farms.

They were close to the frontlines where both sides were facing off.

However, in these farms, even if there were knight attendants patrolling continuously, they would still notice the enemy light cavalry that occasionally entered. They would not get close and would turn around to run. However, when they chased after them, they would realize that it was a trap.

That was because there were sharp and heavy short javelins were thrown over from the hands of the enemy light cavalry.

They turned around and threw.

Coupled with the speed and inertia of their own horses, they chased madly.

In less than two days, nearly 600 knight attendants were seriously injured or killed!

The casualties were heavy.

However, when they chased out to surround them, they encountered even more light cavalry.

Rolf's light cavalries had already spread out over the mountains and plains. They didn't lure the knight attendants into the defensive line of their heavy cavalry and infantrymen. Instead, they directly led them into the depths of the South County and into the plains.

Due to the development of agriculture in the South County, the roads were also flat.

The dirt or paved roads that were easy to transport in the past had now become a passage for the troops to advance at high speeds.

Even if the roads were blocked, it did not matter. They could still gallop across the plains of the South County. They would not encounter any obstacles at all.

Even the knight attendants didn't chase after them too far and retreated, because they were afraid that they would be alone.

They could only wait for the final battle.

Hence, Rolf and the others charged into the South County.

The farms had long since been emptied, and even the warehouses were empty. There was nothing of value left behind to prevent them from being used by the enemy. At the same time, it also meant that there were no troops to defend, allowing them to move about on their own.

They had even almost reached Lionheart City.

It was the largest city in the South County.

It was also one of the only two trading cities in the Dukedom of Leo.

However, Rolf did not give the order to enter Lionheart City. Instead, he led his troops back and spread out in the starry night to kill any enemies that might appear. He also defeated small groups of patrolling troops and caused damage at the rear.

This was also to increase the pressure on the troops of those noble families in the South County.

There was no other way.

Rolf also knew that time was not on his side.

If he did not want to be dragged to death, he could only rely on the infantry and to wear down the enemy knight corps.

Then, at the most critical moment, he would let his light cavalry harass them. Then, he would let Firentis's heavy cavalries finish the battle. Even if they were left with nothing, or if both sides suffered heavy losses, it would be good for them.

This was because this was not the main force of Kant's troops.

In the distance, at the mouth of the Resniston River.

An army composed of the Rhodoks and Nords was gathering.

As long as the decisive battle here began, then a dagger would appear on this wide river, stabbing straight into the heart. Kant would personally lead this water army to capture Lionheart City by the lower river. Moreover, he would also give the noble knights of the South County a heavy punch, the best plan was to directly crush the resistance of the South County!

At the very least, the South County would fall into a state of disorder for a short period of time. Then, their troops would gather together and directly rush towards the Lion Fort, the administrative center of the Dukedom of Leo, which was also Kant's former home!

Under the starry night, in the fields outside the South County, Rolf was leading a team of light cavalry as they traveled rapidly.

On the horizon ahead, there was a long dragon carrying a torch. It looked like a carriage and trade caravan. It was a team that transported daily supplies to the knights of the South County.

This was their target.

As light cavalry soldiers, their tactical missions had the function of disrupting the enemy's supply line.

Rolf was also clear about his position. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand forward.

"Wu –"

The long horn sound was immediately blown.

The desert bandits who were the commanding soldiers put down the horn and pulled out their spears. They and the other team members at the back looked at Rolf and slowly urged their warhorse forward.

"Kill!"

Rolf naturally did not say anything. After waving his hand forward, he also pulled out his scimitar.

Around the transport team, groups of light cavalries appeared in the darkness. Like wolves, they charged out of the darkness and rushed towards the transport team that was already nervous.

There were more than 500 people in their team and more than 100 carriages.

However, Rolf's light cavalry had 300 people.

They whistled past.

These desert bandits were close to a profession when it came to plundering transport squads.

As they threw pilums one after another, taking advantage of the fact that the defending transport squads did not have time to react, they grabbed their scimitars and charged straight into these transport teams, which were mostly coachmen, and began to slaughter them wantonly.

They naturally did not need any survivors, especially on the plains of the South County. Leaving any survivors was equivalent to exposing themselves.

War was always cruel.

"Lord!" an elite desert bandit came over.

His face was filled with joy. "It's all food. It should be enough for the knight corps to use for three days." As he spoke, he took out a flint and a water sack filled with grease. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to have a barbecue party?"

"Don't be nosy." Rolf glanced at him and said calmly, "Leave after you burn it!"

"Yes!"

He did not dare to continue to talk nonsense.

He found some linen to connect the carriage that was gathered together. Then, he poured some kerosene into it and threw it over. The raging flames instantly soared into the sky and lit up the plains. One could see it clearly even if they were more than ten miles away.

It was estimated that even the farms where the knights were stationed could be seen clearly by the watchtower.

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Chapter 475: The Turmoil in the Dukedom of Leo

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In just a few days, the logistics supply line of the knight corps had suffered a devastating blow.

A large number of transport convoys from the Lion Fort and Lionheart City were all targeted by the light cavalry troop led by Rolf. Then, they took advantage of the night when everyone was relaxed to launch a sudden attack. They did not linger for long and set the carriage on fire before running away.

With the raging flames, although the transport caravans did not suffer too much damage, they lost a lot of resources.

Sometimes, even the people were slaughtered.

It was a typical act of bandits!

No, that was not entirely true.

Although the various noble families in the Dukedom of Leo had done many filthy things, there were actually not many true bandits.

They were all wolf dogs reared by the noble families. Only at certain times would they attack the trade caravan. However, when the orders came from their master, it was as if they were chained again, completely silent.

Therefore, the various forces in the Dukedom of Leo were all dogs reared by the noble families.

If it was necessary, they would be unleashed and bite people.

There was no need for that, they would stay at home quietly.

As for the current Rolf, he had started to act unscrupulously in the plains of the South County and all sorts of farms. He would burn, kill, and plunder anything. That was simply something that he didn't even dare to think about!

But because of that, the management of the South County and the noble families didn't even have time to react!

In three days, Rolf had burned more than 50 farms in the South County.

Even more than 10 villages had been burned, causing close to 10,000 refugees to gather towards Lionheart City.

The entire South County was in chaos. In addition, Rolf's troop could attack at any time, plundering and looting the grain of the transport team. They even distributed the grain to the refugees. Rolf made the situation even more chaotic.

They were all light cavalry, causing the knight corps of the South County, who were used to fighting in groups, to be at a loss.

That was the function of the irregular cavalry.

Harassment!

Apart from having a mobility advantage when fighting the infantry on the battlefield, in non-battlefield areas, they could also cause all sorts of trouble to the enemy. For example, a lack of food would cause a famine!

Of course, there would be famine in the army.

Not to mention, it was an army of over 20,000 heavy cavalry soldiers. The amount of food they needed was an astronomical figure!

The amount of food they consumed every day was equivalent to the consumption of 50,000 infantrymen. If it was before the start of the war, the amount of food they needed would increase even more. After all, they needed to maintain the physical strength of the army in the short term to ensure that they could continue fighting on the battlefield for a long time!

This was how Rolf impacted the knight corps of the South County.

He attacked the grain channel.

He harassed the traditional planting areas.

He drove the peasant to become refugees and destroyed the agricultural structure.

He even blocked off the areas, attacked the transportation lines, and harassed the cities and the troops that came to sweep the area.

He did this so that in this battle, he would constantly harass the enemies and make them run for their lives. Under this high-pressure status, the enemy would collapse on their own, or rather, walk towards destruction!

The noble infantrymen who had already formed a defensive formation did not care about the charge of the knights at all.

The infantrymen who could line up into a square formation with lances and spears in their hands were as spiking as hedgehogs.

Want to attack and charge?

What a joke!

Those members of the knight corps would definitely leave behind corpses on the sharp heads of lances and spears!

Even if they used the weight and inertia of the warhorses to break through a part of the square formation of the long lance, how could the cost-benefit ratio of both sides be proportional? A group of low-quality conscripted militia and hired peasant in North County could exchange their lives with the lives of these knights who had been training all year round just by receiving a few months of military training every year.

It was worth it just by looking at it, not to mention that in order to break through the layers of defensive lance formation, they would have to lose at least 5,000 knights or knight attendants in order to do so!

Most importantly, they would suffer severe casualty.

If 5,000 knights died in battle, wouldn't that mean that the remaining people were all injured?

This was a conservative estimate, because among the 20,000 infantrymen, there was still a heavy cavalry unit of over 3,000 people. They were fully armored, and their strength was not inferior to the knight corps of South County!

If a battle really broke out between the two sides, it would only happen if one side fell!

The battle situation would be extremely tragic!

However, based on the current situation, the troops of the North County might had to stand on the spot and defend the borders of the South County. In that case, they would be like hedgehogs, the noble knight corps would not be able to bite them.

Even if the troops of the North County moved slightly, they would be able to form a gap and create a flaw.

That was the door through which the knights charged in.

However, the infantrymen of the North County did not move at all. They continued to stand guard on the spot.

They did not even care about the transportation teams. Even if the South County sent the light cavalry to scout or harass them, they would not do anything.

The biggest reason was that as the commander of the troops of the North County, Firentis did not care at all.

The advantage of the South County was that their cavalry unit was formed by the heavy cavalry, not the light cavalry.

The light cavalry, who wore simple leather armor or did not wear armor at all, only had the role of scouting.

It was laughable to let the light cavalry to charge at the transportation team that was protected by the longsword soldiers. As long as the carriages were lined up in a chariot formation and connected into a low wall, the light cavalry that held a spear or longsword would be useless.

After a few days, the knights of the South County recalled their light cavalry.

It was not because the effect was not good.

It was because an even more unexpected trouble had arrived!

In the various farms deep within the South County, the slaves that were originally prisoners of war of the Silver Platter Kingdom had started a massive uprising. They had killed many of the farm's owners and taken over the farms, starting to rebel against the rule of the South County territory.

This was an extremely unexpected incident, many farms in the South County were destroyed in a short period of time.

The rebellion had erupted!

Other than the area around Lion Fort and Lionheart City, the other places were all in a mess.

That's right, the prisoners of the Silver Platter Kingdom had rebelled, calling themselves the uprising army. They didn't gather at the same place but spread in all directions. They destroyed the farms in the South County of the Dukedom of Leo, saving more slaves, and at the same time, they plundered more peasants. This made the civilians who originally lived in the villages become rebels.

In just a few days, they had already become an army of more than 20,000 people. Compared to Rolf's light cavalry, they were even more savage. They swept through everything like locusts, eating, drinking, killing, and burning. They completely focused on destroying the South County!

The entire north bank of the Resniston River was in complete chaos.

Even the private armies of the noble families began to struggle to quell the chaos, but the effect was limited.

Everyone's vision was drawn to the allied army of the North County. They had never thought that the slaves under their care would also start a rebellion.

Moreover, because it was the captives of the Silver Platter Kingdom who started the rebellion, they did not care about how much damages they did to the Dukedom of Leo. Everything they encountered was burned to the ground, including the originally lush fields and forests, and even the villages. It seemed that they had the resolution to die, and they definitely did not want to let the Dukedom of Leo have a good time!

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Chapter 476: The Connection between the Rebellion Forces

The rebellion forces in the South County were huge, but the only forces capable of quelling the rebellion were Grand Duke Cameron of Lion Fort, the troops under his direct command, and the city defense forces of Lionheart City, in addition, there were the private armies of the noble families scattered in the manors of the South County, and of course, there were also the 20 knight corps stationed in the north of the South County.

Strangely, the direct forces of the Grand Duke of Lion Fort did not move out. The city defense team of Lionheart City, which was indirectly controlled by many top noble families, also did not move out. Even the private armies of the noble manors did not move out.

Only the noble armies of the South County, which were made up of the 20 knight corps, chose to divide their forces.

The 15 knight corps were still stationed here.

The remaining 5 knight corps led 500 knights and 4,500 heavy cavalries to leave the battlefield. With the high mobility of the cavalry, they went to reinforce the South County's hinterland, which was getting more and more dangerous.

Otherwise, hundreds of farms and dozens of villages would be destroyed by the spreading rebel army.

One had to know.

These farms and villages were the cornerstone of the South County.

The resources that the Dukedom of Leo relied on were the grain that they harvested for two seasons every year.

The fertile land in the South County, coupled with the excellent weather that didn't freeze all year round, had turned Lionheart City, the commercial city of the river, into the largest grain production base of all the human countries!

Who knew how many fractions would send their fleets to import large amounts of grain every month.

If there were any changes in the South County, then the entire human countries would experience a regional famine.

This was definitely not a joke. Although both banks of the Resniston River were excellent grain cultivation grounds, it still depended on the situation. The other human countries weren't doing so well. Especially after the river had developed, many kingdoms relied on the grain imports from the South County, which increased the importance of this place.

Back then, the Silver Platter Kingdom had launched an invasion war against the Dukedom of Leo because of the top-tier agricultural land in the South County. However, because the war had lasted for too long, it had affected the other human kingdoms, and it had finally calmed down.

Of course, this had to do with the stubborn resistance of the Dukedom of Leo.

However, there was a prerequisite.

With the strength of the Silver Platter Kingdom, it could completely annex the dukedom of Leo.

The reason why they did not attack was because the other human kingdoms had intervened.

It was not only for the reason that the war would affect the food supply. It was also for the reason that the Silver Platter Kingdom was worried that after annexing the Dukedom of Leo, which was a famous food production area, the country's strength would expand.

The current strength of the various human kingdoms was almost the same.

Similarly, they were all linked to each other.

Once the strength of a kingdom increased explosively, then it would affect the Resniston River. All the human kingdoms would ensure that their own interests and safety would not be violated. By then, the annexation plan of the Silver Platter Kingdom was destined to fail.

However, this didn't mean that the Dukedom of Leo wouldn't have internal strife, especially the conflict between the heirs!

This was the common problem of all the human kingdoms.

Or rather…

As long as there were forces and heirs, there would be a struggle for the throne!

The current chaos in the North County could be seen as such a struggle. To the noble families, this was still a result that they could barely accept, or even pinch their noses in agreement.

However, this group of rebels who were once captives and now slaves actually dared to rebel against their rule?

They were simply courting death!

There was no reason for them to survive!

As the second son of the Grand Duke, Kant organized troops to seize his own position, or to fight within the noble system. It was completely different from the rebellion of these slaves, who were known as the rebel army.

These slaves were completely planning to overthrow their rule, and their attitude was to flip the table!

This was also the reason why the noble families were so furious.

The most important thing was that the serf rebellion army had destroyed the South County too thoroughly.

Burning, killing, and robbing, the damage they caused was even more vicious than Rolf and his light cavalry. Not only did they destroy a large number of farms that originally belonged to the noble families, but they also burned a lot of villages that belonged to the Grand Duke.

The fields were directly razed to the ground, and even the wheat seedlings that were sown were completely destroyed.

The serfs vented all of their resentments and angers.

When their emotions were stirred up after they had eaten and drunk their fill from the robbery, they became even more aggressive. They wanted to completely return all of the torture that they had endured in the Dukedom of Leo to those who had tormented them before!

Even a group of civilians from the Dukedom of Leo had been humiliated by these newly risen serfs.

They even had the tendency to become rebels together.

The innocent was often innocent.

In the face of these furious rebels, any civilians who wanted to stay out of it were brutally murdered.

The uprisings and rebellions in the feudal era were often accompanied by blood and fire, as well as a large number of withered lives and corpses littered the ground. Buildings and infrastructures were destroyed, including the plague and famine that followed after!

This was also the reason why the noble families anxiously mobilized the knights to return and quell the rebellion.

There couldn't be anything bad happen to the Lion Fort.

Lionheart City still needed to stabilize because of the reliance on the river.

As for the manor of the noble families, they wouldn't take out extra troops to quell the rebellion because of their own interests.

However, even if there were 5,000 knights, a total of 5 knight corps, they could still finish off the rebel army that had already increased to 30,000 people. In fact, they could even wipe out these so-called rebel army in an instant.

So what if the prisoners of the Silver Platter Kingdom were the main force?

After losing 10 years of time, these prisoners could not form an effective defense.

Perhaps their memories and experience were still there, but after 10 years of serfdom, how could these slaves resist the powerful knights? Most importantly, these serfs probably could not even bring their armor!

This was the thought of the knights, and it was also the common thought of most of the noble families.

Of course, it wasn't Rolf's opinion.

He had already made contact with the rebellion army.

As a light cavalry, he was like a ghost wandering in the South County. He easily came to the territory of the rebellion army and formed an alliance with the rebellion army.

He looked at the nearly 10,000 Silver Platter Kingdom captives inside. They were wearing all kinds of leather armor or iron-scale armor, with a shortsword or hand ax hanging from their waists. They even held a long lance in their hands. He could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly. These used to be the villagers' self-defense, the weapons to arm the militia or recruit the militia had already been grasped by the rebellion army.

Although most of the soldiers held pitchforks made of dung and wore leather made of cow or sheep skin, these captives who were former elite soldiers from Silver Platter Kingdom, were no less than ordinary regular soldiers.

It could be seen that these captives of the Silver Platter Kingdom had been prepared for ten years.

Perhaps they had long wanted to start a rebellion.

They had been waiting for an opportunity.

And now, it was a good opportunity for these prisoners to completely mess up and step onto the stage in the Dukedom of Leo!

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Chapter 477: The Gap Between the Two Sides

Rolf had already met with the leader of the rebellion army. In fact, he did not have a good impression of Korod, who claimed to be a lord of the Silver Platter Kingdom, a former knight, and now the chief commander of the rebellion army.

That's right. Rolf, who was at the bottom line of the noble class, actually had a bad impression of the former noble lord. It was indeed hilarious. However, Rolf was indeed disliked this scumbag. He burned, killed, and plundered. He just let his troops to commit all kinds of crimes, he poured out his anger on the citizens of the Dukedom of Leo, who had once treated them badly. Rolf did not like it.

However, Rolf had to express his understanding of this behavior.

This was also the reason why he did not fall out with them.

He was not a good person but he could not be considered a complete evil person. This sentence was somewhat paradoxical. However, after Rolf and Firentis stayed together for a long time, they could feel that their personalities had changed. Perhaps it was because of Kant.

The subordinates would take the initiative to change themselves or draw closer to their leader.

After all, a game was a game.

And now, it was reality.

Rolf did not say anything, not even a suggestion.

This former lord of the Silver Platter Kingdom was now on the right path. He was using his hatred for the slave owners of the Dukedom of Leo to awaken the fierce of his subordinates, who had been serfs for ten years and were once soldiers!

If not for this, they would have been completely annihilated by the countless encirclement and suppression!

The troops needed support.

Hatred was the most powerful point of support.

With hatred towards the Dukedom of Leo, these serfs could erupt with absolute power no matter what.

Even if the situation on the battlefield was bad, they could still persevere because of hatred. They gritted their teeth and suffered a large number of casualties. They would only surrender when there was no turning back. and before that, the infantrymen of the Dukedom of Leo had probably already collapsed!

Fighting with casualties, this group of hatred-based rebellion army would definitely not be weak!

This was why Rolf did not say anything.

He was not a good person.

Even if he could not stand such burning, killing, and pillaging, he did not stop it.

The current rebellion army was just enough to share the pressure of the alliance army of the North County. As long as the noble forces of the South County continued to divide their forces to wipe out these guys, they would lose the initiative on the battlefield.

If the alliance army of the North County won, the South County would become theirs.

Of course, the distribution of benefits would be troublesome.

At the very least, Rolf did not want the so-called rebellion army to gain even the tiniest bit of benefits.

The Dukedom of Leo belonged to Lord Kant. These former serfs had destroyed the basic agriculture of the South County. It would be difficult for them to escape unscathed. As for getting a share, that was just a pipe dream!

These captives from the Silver Platter Kingdom would be completely annihilated sooner or later.

Rolf already had a plan in his heart.

However, this group of captives who could not return to the Silver Platter Kingdom had temporarily placed their hopes on Kant.

Although they were still wary of Rolf, they also knew that if they lost the support of external forces, they would sooner or later be completely annihilated by the local noble families of the South County.

As the leader of the rebellion army, Korob was very clear that the current situation was at a critical juncture.

Therefore, he believed that he could negotiate with Rolf.

On a farm somewhere in the South County.

Korod sat in the main seat, surrounded by guards and captains in mail armor.

According to their former military positions in the Silver Platter Kingdom, they quickly organized a complete command structure. It could be said that they were able to deal with the private armies of the noble families that came to encircle them by relying on the rapid recovery of their former military concepts.

More than 10,000 old subordinates of the Silver Platter Kingdom who had gradually recovered their fighting strength, in addition to more than 20,000 peasants or serfs who had been kidnapped.

There were not only slaves who had been captured, but also those who became serfs due to bankruptcy.

As long as they were used well, they would not be inferior to these old subordinates of the Silver Platter Kingdom. They had no one to rely on to begin with. Now that they had the possibility of becoming free citizens, how could they not work hard? Even if they died and enjoyed themselves for a period of time, that would be enough!

Rolf entered the farm and looked at Karod, who was seated in the main seat.

Looking around at the guards and other captain, he frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Karod, what's wrong?"

"Please sit down, Mr. Rolf."

Karod smiled and looked at him as he nodded. "Nothing much. We plan to talk to you about the direction of the next attack." he continued, "I heard that the alliance army of the Northern County is still in a stalemate with the knight corps of the South County? It has been a while."

"That's right." Rolf frowned, "Then what direction of attack do you want to talk about?"

"We found that the original plan, which is attacking the knight corps directly and supporting the alliance army of the North County from the back is a little dangerous." Karod did not hesitate, "We want to go around and return to the Silver Platter Kingdom!"

"That's right, we all want to go home!" the other captains nodded.

"Go home?" Rolf smiled. "Swim across the Resniston River and then go back to your Silver Platter Kingdom through the front line of the war set up by Dukedom of Leo on the south bank of the river?"

"Uh…" Karod and the other captains looked at each other, but they looked at each other.

"Stop joking." Ralf was at ease. "You can't even deal with the private army of the South County, and even the larger noble manors. How can you pass through the heavily guarded fortress and bunkers everywhere, as well as the south bank of the Resniston River, where the war castles are located?" He smiled and said, "Even if the Silver Platter Kingdom wants to bite down on that line of defense, it'll be very difficult!"

"But we broke through it before!" a captain retorted.

"That's because the Dukedom of Leo wasn't prepared."

Rolf said faintly, "Now, after ten years of development, most of the taxes of the Dukedom of Leo are used to defend the Silver Platter Kingdom every year. Are you sure you can still break through it?" He shrugged slightly, then nodded and said, "Alright, then let's say that the development of the Silver Platter Kingdom is equally huge. After paying a certain price, they finally broke through that defensive line and completely took control of the south bank of the Resniston River. Just like the south bank of the river in the East County, it became the new county of the Silver Platter Kingdom. But are you sure that your troops can do this?"

"What do you mean?" the hot-tempered captain was already frowning.

"I'm sorry." Rolf shrugged. "You guys are really too weak."

He looked at the captain in the room, in the end, his gaze fell on Karod. "According to our plan, we will directly attack the knight corps of the South County from both sides. Then, we will have the right to negotiate with the Dukedom of Leo. When Lord Kant becomes the new grand duke, you will be his powerful reinforcements." Rolf said in a deep voice, "It's not impossible to become a noble here. Do you think that by returning to the Silver Platter Kingdom, you'll be able to regain your former glory? I'm sorry, but your families would prefer that you die on the battlefield, rather than be humiliated and become captives and serfs, enslaved for ten years!"

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Chapter 478: There Was No Other Choice

Rolf's words were like a heavy hammer, mercilessly hitting the hearts of the generals and commanders of the rebellion army. This was an undisguised critic and mockery, but no one could refute it, because it was the truth.

But it was precisely because they couldn't refute it that they looked at Rolf with red faces and red ears. Every one of their faces were filled with embarrassment and anger. There were even people who slowly put their hands on the scabbard by their waists. If someone took the lead, they would fight with Rolf here, blood splattering on the spot!

However, Rolf did not show any fear. He continued to look at them. He even took a step forward and said in a low voice, "What? Did my words cut you to the quick? But this is the truth, isn't it?"

"It's the truth!" the commander-in-chief of the rebellion army, Korod, nodded. His eyes were also gloomy. "But, Mr. Rolf, isn't it too dangerous for us to attack the knight corps of the South County?" He looked around at the middle-level commanders, he said in a deep voice, "I reckon that even if we all go up, we might not be able to wipe out those knights!"

"We are here!" Rolf immediately replied, "Our cavalry elites are no less than the knights and knight attendants of the knight corps. On the battlefield, we can provide support and ensure the final victory of the war."

"You're just saying big words!"

Someone retorted, "How do we know if you will save us?" The others also retorted, "If you escape, won't we all be wiped out and become your steppingstones?"

Rolf laughed and said, "But do you have a choice?"

The commanders of the rebellion army in the room immediately became restless, "What do you mean?"

"For example, now." Rolf spoke very quickly. "There are now five knight corps and 5,000 heavy cavalry soldiers heading here. They are resting in an abandoned farm not far away from us. As long as they wait until tomorrow morning, they will come near this village and launch the most fatal attack on us!"

"What?" the commanders of the rebellion army instantly fell silent.

"Is this true?"

Even Korod gulped, his heart clearly in shock.

They had spread out over half of the South County, conquering the city and conquering the land, so strong that even the main forces of the southern county territory did not dare to fight head-on with them. However, they knew in their hearts, they had only swept through a bunch of villages guarded by the militia and a large number of unarmed villagers. They had not even faced the regular army of the noble families.

Facing the manors built by the top-tier noble families, which were like a fortress, they still had the desire to attack in the early stages. They sent their troops over to attack, but after the bitter fight, they did not manage to take down a single manor. They completely gave up on continuing to attack the manors and towns, not to mention the Lion Fort, which was known as the number one castle in the South County. They were probably completely annihilated under the outer walls of the castle, and they might not even be able to break in!

Unless they had the support of the superb siege weapons of the Silver Platter Kingdom, but the current Silver Platter Kingdom could not be contacted at all, and they might facing death in a short period of time, so they did not dare to act rashly!

"You think it's fake?" Rolf sneered.

"Uh…"

The commanders of the rebellion army looked at each other, looking at each other in dismay.

Rolf did not give them time to think, he said calmly, "You can send the light cavalry to take a look, but I don't think it's necessary. They have already hidden very well, and they have also sent the light cavalry to scout. They are completely planning to enter a resting status after a long journey and launch an attack tomorrow when they are full of energy."

"We… What can we do?" Korod felt his mouth dry, and he subconsciously looked at Rolf. "Although our troop is around 20,000 to 30,000 people, we are all infantrymen, and our combat strength cannot be guaranteed."

"Hmm? You finally thought it through?" Rolf looked at the commanders who were avoiding his gaze. "That's easy to handle."

He held his scimitar and said calmly, "Look at those heavy cavalry troops. They are not hiding anything. They are completely trying to defeat us in the field. They have made a big mistake of underestimating the enemy."

Korod and the middle-level commanders looked at him, Rolf also continued, "We can ambush them. The distance is only three hours even if we walk. In the dark night, groups of infantrymen rush up and defeat those knights who have gone through a long journey in exhaustion and fear."

"Is this plan really perfect?" Korod gulped and looked at Rolf to remind him, "If we don't succeed in our sambush and are counterattacked by them, perhaps we will be the ones to lose in the end."

"Is there a choice?" Rolf asked.

" … No."

Korod smiled bitterly. Indeed, there was no choice.

The middle-level commanders beside him also understood that what awaited them now was only victory or defeat. There was no third way to go, because no matter where they went, they would face a terrible fate.

If they could not even surrender, the South County's noble families would not accept them as captives again.

They would most likely be hanged after surrendering.

Rolf left the room. Only the commanders of the rebellion army were discussing this plan in whispers. He also knew that this group of people would not have a second choice because from the moment of the rebellion, they were destined to have only two choices: to win and to be hanged in defeat.

There was no way to escape.

The Silver Platter Kingdom would not send troops to save them, because the kingdom itself was in internal strife.

Even if there was no internal strife, they had to break through the Blood County on the south bank of the Resniston River, which was made up of Fort Vaulti and Fort Lobito. It was called Blood County, and it was the front line of the Silver Platter Kingdom to the Dukedom of Leo.

It had once joined forces with Fort Nazaire on the west side to form the defense line of the Resniston River.

Lionheart City and the East County City at the back were the logistical assembly points.

They had firmly blocked the Silver Platter Kingdom from the borders.

However, because of the country war ten years ago, the Silver Platter Kingdom had amassed over 100,000 soldiers. They had used the conflict between the South County and East County to brazenly defeat the Dukedom of Leo and forcefully occupy Nazaire Fort on the southern bank of the Resniston River, this was how they managed to tear open a hole in the defense line.

However, even if they managed to tear open a hole, it would still be very difficult for them to start a country war. Most of the heavy cavalry troops of the Dukedom of Leo were gathered in the two castles of the Blood County

As long as these two castles were not lost, it did not matter even if the South County and East County were lost.

As for the Dukedom of Leo that retreated to the North Prefecture, they would attack from both sides.

Especially when the cavalry of the Silver Platter Kingdom could not resist the cavalry of the Dukedom of Leo, the defeat of the entire South County and East County could be salvaged through the victory of the gathering battle on the battlefield.

At the very least, the grain that they had stored for a few years was enough for the two castles of the Blood County to defend each other for three years.

This was also the reason why the rebellion army could not get support.

The gains did not make up for the losses.

Even though the current Dukedom of Leo seemed to be in turmoil, they had not used their true capital.

The Silver Platter Kingdom was also caught in the struggle for the throne and the throne. Even if they saw the internal strife in the Dukedom of Leo, they could not do much about it. They could only wait for the next opportunity.

This also caused the rebellion army to ally with Rolf's light cavalry to launch an attack.

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Chapter 479: Ambush In the Middle of the Night

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In the deep darkness of the night, the troops were quickly organized. They were all elites wearing leather armor and holding iron weapons. Most of them were from the Silver Platter Kingdom who became slaves in here. They all harbored deep hatred towards the Dukedom of Leo.

This battle decided their future. If they did not want to die in the fertile fields of the South County, then they needed to unite as one and have a will that was close to death to defeat the enemy. However, the civilians who were held hostage could not do this, only the slaves and serfs who were so lowly could achieve this.

They had nothing to begin with. Even if they fought to the death, they would only die. Compared to the unbearable amount of labor in the fields, fighting to the death and dying gloriously on the battlefield was not necessarily a shortcut.

Dukedom of Leo advocated military force.

Although the Silver Platter Kingdom did not have a tradition of putting military force above everything else, it also encouraged the practice of combat techniques.

Although they had not fight for as long as ten years, many things had increased their hostility. The combat techniques that they used to be familiar with were now even more deadly, this was because they wanted to seek an explanation for their humiliating life as slaves. They were even willing to exchange their lives and use the most brutal methods to kill their enemies.

One had to know that those who were able to survive in this serf life could be considered the most elite. In addition, some of the serfs that were sold here from various countries were also elite warriors that once defeated in the war.

This was also the reason why they were unstoppable in the beginning.

It was truly terrifying!

In the beginning.

The manor owners and village chiefs of the Dukedom of Leo did not care at all.

It was not like the serf rebellion had never happened. There were even a few villages that were occupied together.

But so what?

In the end, they gathered the militia and easily suppressed them!

After summing up their experience, the reason why they were able to rebel was not because of inhuman acts such as bullying, beating, and scolding. It was purely because they looked down on the serfs and allowed them to temporarily obtain freedom. From there, they obtained part of the weapons in the beginning, they had caught the guards of the manor or the militia of the village unprepared, resulting in a collapse.

However, once the militia of other places were organized, together with many private armies belonging to the noble families, they could easily suppress these rebellions. In fact, most of the fight did not last for more than three days.

Although the forces of the Dukedom of Leo were fewer than those of the other kingdoms, they were indeed elites!

Even the militia was the same.

The South County was well-known for its wealth, and even the militia had their own horses.

In other words, their militia was actually equivalent to the light cavalry that only the well-off freemen could arm. In other human countries, they could be used as small troop commanders or cavalry squads.

Compared to the forces of the North County, most of them were mainly infantry, while the South County was mainly cavalry.

It was because they were rich!

They wore iron-scale armor, held a lance and longsword, and had a good horse. They were the militia of the South County.

Their combat strength was strong, and their mobility was strong. They were organized like a light cavalry group, and their combat strength was comparable to the desert bandits. After hard training, perhaps even the desert bandits who were good at scattered guerrilla warfare were not as strong as these militia.

However, it was precisely because of the wealth of the South County that most people valued their lives. Even the militia who were originally in charge of protecting the country lost the initiative in the waves of attacks, and they even fled.

If they did not have a courage to fight, their morale would be completely low!

Hence, these horse militia had not joined the battle yet.

The noble was also very clear.

The combat strength of these militia could only be used to hinder the enemy's attack speed.

As for the true main force of the battle, they still had to rely on the knight corps. Those true knights, led by the knight attendants, launched a tsunami-like charge, completely crushing the enemy in one wave!

There was also a deeper metaphor.

They could not let the civilians have too much power, which would affect the control of the noble's power.

Just as they were thinking about this, the five knight corps came to the valley of the South County.

They were resting, but they did not know that in the village in the distance, nearly 20,000 infantrymen were gathering, holding long lance and running quickly, ready to launch a direct night attack on them.

For this night attack, the soldiers of the rebellion army did not even use any cavalry.

Everything was for success!

Late at night, the light of the stars and the moon shone on the land of South County.

Groups of infantrymen appeared in the dense forest outside the valley.

In the valley, most of the members of the knight corps were still resting. Only a few dozen people stood at the crucial checkpoint as sentries. However, looking at the weak and exhausted look of them leaning against the tree, one could tell that their minds were not in it.

After traveling for such a long distance, even riding horses was already quite tiring.

Right now, they wished to sleep the most.

However, this was obviously not the case now.

The enemy was in a village not far away. Although based on their experience, they could easily wipe out the rebellion of the serfs. However, these rebellions had swept through so many villages. It had never happened before, and due to the war for the throne being ongoing, they obviously did not dare to let their guard down easily.

However, it did not mean that they would act as sentries with absolute vigilance. After all, they had easily wiped out the small rebel army that they had encountered before. This made them very optimistic, and they even suggested that they take a day off and rest for three days.

Using the reason to quell the rebellion to take a good rest on the second line was undoubtedly the best enjoyment.

At the very least.

The front line still had pressure on the troops of the North County.

After all, although the North County was poor, its people were intrepid. Even if there were fewer cavalries, they could still cause them casualties. If they were to waste their lives there, they might as well temporarily hide in the second line and wait for the final battle!

However, in the middle of the night, not far away from these sentries, in the darkness, many figures appeared.

Bandit elites from the Sarrand Desert went up.

In their hands were not scimitars.

Instead, it was a spearhead that was like a dagger!

Both of their boots were wrapped in a few layers of linen, and they did not make any sound when they walked.

One by one, they slowly went up. Just when these sentries were bored to death and were still dozing off, they suddenly pounced forward and pierced the throats of these sentries with the spearhead. In less than ten minutes, dozens of sentries were all killed. Under the moonlight, there were still hundreds of tents neatly set up in the valley.

These tents represented the number of five knights, close to 5,000 people. However, on both sides of the valley and at the entrances and exits of the valley, there were over 20,000-man rebel army blocking the way.

Furthermore, they were still moving forward step by step, gradually reaching the distance where the infantrymen could charge.

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Chapter 480: Slow Reaction

"Kill –"

Finally, someone shouted, and the sudden sound echoed in the silent night.

However, along with this shout, a series of shouts also appeared in all directions in this valley, and it gathered into a single sentence: "Kill –"

The serf rebels in the South County who had entered the status of infantrymen had launched the deadliest night attack!

Meanwhile, the members of the knight corps, who were the main force to quell the rebellion, were still sleeping soundly.

No one could react in time!

Because of the 5,000 people, less than 20 sentries were left. Even these sentries were exhausted from traveling day and night to this place.

In addition, they did not pay much attention to the lowly troop class like the serf rebels. However, it was because of this belittlement that led to this night attack. It also made the members of the knight corps, who were still sleeping in their tents, in a short period of time, they were scattered like a tide by the rebel army!

The knights who were still sleeping in their tents woke up in the midst of the loud shouts. However, when they completely woke up, their tents were pierced and torn apart. Then, the enemies rushed in!

However, it was too late!

The ferocious-looking rebel soldiers used their spears and longsword to pierce through the knights who had already taken off their armor. They were unarmed and couldn't resist at all. They slaughtered them easily!

It was really a massacre!

A bloody massacre!

The knight squires at the outermost perimeter did not have time to react. They were drowned by the rebellion army soldiers who swarmed in. Then, they turned into corpses. They did not even have time to struggle before they were all killed in the tent where they were sleeping soundly!

Then, there were the middle-level knight attendants. Perhaps, they even showed some signs of resistance.

After all, the squires at the periphery had stopped them for a moment.

They immediately woke up when they heard the screams, as well as the sounds of slaughter and ferocious curses.

They picked up the weapons beside them, but before they could put on the mail armor, the tent was immediately broken open. Even though they barely used the longsword in their hands to resist a few times, more and more rebels surged in. These knight attendants could not resist at all. They retreated one after another, wanting to go to the tent where the knights were to organize a defense.

But their retreat was obviously an action out of a pure panic without time to think!

They retreated in a mess. Their strength of resistance had become very low.

After causing a small number of casualties among the rebellion soldiers, most of the knight attendants wore simple long robes and held longsword or lance. They quickly retreated, quickly becoming defeated and directly running towards the knights 'defensive line.

The tents of the knights were in the center.

They were also the ones who reacted.

Under the double delays of the squires and attendants, these knights were fully armed.

However, there were only less than 500 of them. Even with the knight attendants and squires who had retreated, they could only gather around 3,000 people in the end. Among them, there were nearly 1,000 people who did not have time to put on their armor!

However, just as these people gathered to resist, they were completely surrounded.

The 20,000 elite members of the rebellion army moved out in full force, trapping them firmly in the valley.

The front row was armed with long lances and spears, while the back row was filled with elite warriors in heavy armor. On both sides of the valley, there were long-ranged troop class soldiers armed with bows and crossbows, as well as pilums and catapults.

Under the moonlight, they could see clearly even without torches.

The same was true for the knights.

There was nothing they could do.

They could no longer break through this dense encirclement.

That was because their warhorses were kept on one side of the valley not far away. When the rebel soldiers launched a sneak attack, the tents of the warhorses were the first to be destroyed. All the squires who stayed behind were killed. There were no captives left behind, it was to prevent the captives from wasting their energy and taking care of them.

However, to the knights who were surrounded in the middle, these uprising army soldiers were as if they had destroyed their most important escape tool. It was simply impossible to break out of the encirclement!

Who would have thought that the well-equipped knights would fall to such a state?

This was simply impossible!

Especially the commanders of the five knight corps, who looked at each other in dismay.

This time, they had originally planned to stay far away from the main battlefield to relax.

However, they did not expect to be in danger of being annihilated now. Looking at the surrounding phalanxes of lance that were less than 50 meters apart, they had nowhere to go. Under the moonlight, the spearheads that flashed with a chilling light carried a terror that could pierce through everything, no one dared to ignore so many lances.

Moreover, there were more and more warriors in heavy armor behind them. They held longsword and looked at them coldly. However, when they looked back, they realized that many of their heavy armor looked extremely familiar. It seemed to be their standard armor!

That's right, it was indeed the standard weapons and armor of these knights.

They found it during the night raid.

Then, it was put on by the soldiers of the rebellion army to make the most of it!

Even at the top of the valley on both sides, a large number of long-range troop class were waiting for orders. The total number was close to 5,000 men. Although there were only a few war bows and heavy crossbows, most of them were using hunting bows and light crossbows, as well as simple-cut javelins.

Even the primitive catapults that were temporarily made from two leather ropes.

However, these were still long-range weapons!

From a high vantage point.

With the difference of more than 30 meters between the two sides of the hill, the inertia and lethality formed by these long-range weapons was enough to kill!

Even if they were trapped here, starving these knights who lacked supplies for two days would make them exhausted and lose their combat ability. Even if they were to break out of the encirclement, there would be continuous long-range attacks to exhaust them.

During the process of breaking out of the encirclement, more and more of their comrades were killed or injured. This was also a great blow to their morale!

It could be said that these 3,000 knights were like fish in a barrel.

Rolf came to the top of the hill.

Behind him was the leader of the rebellion army.

The two of them did not say anything. Instead, they looked at the 3,000 knights who were tightly surrounded in the narrow space below. They stretched out their hands and waved forward. They ordered to take the lead and destroy them before these people were ready to break out of the encirclement!

"Fire!"

Their respective middle-level commanders shouted the order.

On both sides of the hills, all the long-range weapons were fired at the same time. As the whooshing sound continued, more and more black shadows appeared under the moonlight. The terrifying scythe of death swung down fiercely in the air. It made the knights who were closely arranged into a defensive line under the ground scream in pain.

Even hunting bows and light crossbow, heavy pilums and irregular stones could cause heavy casualties to those knights who did not have armor and shields in a hurry, not to mention the lethal arrows shot by war bows and heavy crossbows!

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Chapter 481: Desperate Escape

The 3,000 knights and knight attendants who were lucky enough to survive were completely in a desperate situation.

They rested in an abandoned farm that they had specially chosen. This farm was located in a canyon, and it was just enough to avoid the cold night wind.

But now, it seemed that such a choice back then was really digging their own graves.

The canyon headed north and south, just enough to block the cold night wind blowing from the west. On both sides of the canyon were steep mountain walls that were more than 30 meters tall. At this moment, on each side of the mountain wall, there were two to three thousand rebels using all kinds of long-range weapons. They were mercilessly attacking the remaining knights and knight attendants.

The long-range weapons of the rebels were not very good. There were only a few bows and heavy crossbows, most of them were hunting bows and light crossbow, as well as simple sharpened pilums, or even primitive catapults that were temporarily made from two leather ropes.

However, they could not withstand these long-range attackers with the advantage of the terrain.

They were looking down from above!

They were falling more than 30 meters!

With such a high drop, even if the rebellion army picked up a stone at random and threw it at the knights and knight attendants of the South County who were surrounded in the canyon, they would still be smashed into bloody pieces.

Because of this, the sharp arrows whistled down, bringing with them a tremendous speed that was created from the high place. They pierced through the iron-scale armor of the knight attendants without any hindrance, causing a large number of casualties to the knight attendants.

Only 500 knights who were fully armed could rely on their mail armor and iron helmets to avoid being injured by the arrows. Of course, there were also unlucky knights who were by the arrows through the iron rings on the mail armor and were seriously injured.

Not only were the arrows and crossbows shot, but the pilums were even more terrifying. They were much heavier than the short bows and arrows. Even though they were only wooden pilums, the 30-meter drop gave these pilums terrifying speed, their lethality far exceeded the inferior bows and arrows in the hands of the rebels.

Even a formal knight wearing mail armor and an iron helmet with extremely strong defense would inevitably break his bones and tendons when struck by the pilums. If the pilums hit the iron helmet on his head, a large part of the iron helmet would be dented, and the knight would most likely be knocked unconscious.

On this cruel battlefield, fainting on the ground was equivalent to death.

What was scarier than the pilum was the huge rocks that fell from the sky. It was not uncommon for them to smash the knights and knight attendants at the bottom of the valley into minced meat.

Under the desolate moonlight, a merciless slaughter was happening.

Countless bows, pilums, and huge rocks were shot down from both sides of the valley by the long-range soldiers of the rebellion army. In the huge height difference, along with the inertia, it produced a terrifying destructive force, causing a large number of casualties to the knights and knight attendants at the bottom of the valley, this caused a large number of casualties.

"Ah –"

A knight attendant of South County gritted his teeth and used all the strength in his body. He brandished his knight sword with both hands and deflected a bow and arrow that was rapidly shooting at him. However, he was unable to defend against the terrifying pilum that came after him, the pilum pierced through the inlaid iron-scale armor on his body and pierced through his heart, letting out an extremely shrill scream.

In a short period of time, more than 20 knights died in the canyon, and more than 300 knight attendants died.

Everyone was injured.

In the canyon, five Sarleon Lion Knights, who were wearing shiny plate armor and full helmets, only revealing a pair of merciless eyes, stood quietly behind Rolf.

The commander of the rebellion army and Rolf stood side by side.

He looked at the knights of the South County who were in a desperate situation, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. He said indifferently, "These guys are finished!"

The commander of the rebellion army, Korob, smiled in agreement. There was an unconcealable excitement and fear in his eyes. "This is all thanks to the information you provided and the plan of ambush!"

"These guys are courting death!" Rolf's voice was filled with disdain.

During the war, these knights were actually camping so casually at night. The sentries they sent out were so few that it was unbelievable.

Five knight corps, 500 official knights, and 4,500 knight attendants. They formed a heavy cavalry troop.

From the data on paper, this troop was definitely an elite on the battlefield. However, their previous performance, in Rolf's words, was "The third-rate bandit groups on the Continent of Caradia are a hundred times stronger than them!"

Five thousand elite warriors and there were only twenty night sentries. This was really a joke.

Such an arrogant attitude would just end up miserably.

Being blocked in this narrow canyon and being besieged from all sides, it was difficult to find a way out.

"By the god of war, Edmund, knights, it's time for us to fight with our lives on the line!"

In the canyon, the only grand knight among the five knight corps was exuding a powerful aura of flames. He pointed the exquisite knight sword in his hand in the direction of the northern exit of the canyon, he said in a deep voice, "Our only way out is there. Knights, for the honor of the god of war, Edmund, charge with me!"

This grand knight's heavy lance was placed beside his warhorse. Otherwise, with his strength, using a four-meter-long lance would be much more lethal than using the exquisite knight sword, especially in this situation.

"For the honor of the god of war, Edmund, Charge!" All the members of the knight corps responded to this grand knight's call, shouting with ferocious faces.

The members of the knight corps who were in a desperate situation had been forced to the point of no retreat. This had instead stimulated their determination to risk their lives and gathered a strong morale.

This grand knight was wearing a thick plate armor and an exquisite fine linen robe. He waved the knight sword in his hand and knocked away the arrows and pilums that kept attacking him. He led the remaining knights and knight attendants toward the north exit of the canyon, they charged forward quickly.

This direction was indeed their only way out!

The members of the knight corps in the canyon had been blocked in the narrow valley. The exits on the north and south sides were all surrounded by the rebellion army.

At this moment, the soldiers of the rebellion army who were blocked on both sides stood in the front three rows with hundreds of long spear infantrymen. The three-meter-long spears in their hands were all raised horizontally or diagonally, stabbing the members of the knight corps who were trapped in the canyon.

These rebellion army soldiers who were arranged at the front were the elite infantrymen from Silver Platter Kingdom who had been captured. They were very proficient in the spear battle formation, and they could do their best to resist the onslaught of the heavy cavalry.

At this moment, these knights under horses had lost countless lives in this spear battle formation.

The vicious spear battle formation was locked down, and the rain of arrows, pilums, and rocks that kept falling from the sky forced these knights into a desperate situation where they were bound to die.

The longer they waited, the more people they would die, and the less hope they had to break out of this desperate situation.

If they wanted to survive, they had to break out of the encirclement while there were enough knights alive.

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Chapter 482: The End of the Battle of the Canyon

Rolf, who was standing on top of the canyon, looked at the knights who were trying their best to charge out, as well as the soldiers of the rebellion army who were beginning to suffer losses. A malicious smile appeared on his face.

These foolish and arrogant knights of the South County, as well as these crazy and violent rebellion army, were all obstacles for his Supreme Lord, Lord Kant, to enter the South County.

The more of these people died, the better!

As the knights of the South County charged forward without caring about their own lives. More and more soldiers of rebellion army died at the northern exit of the canyon.

At the same time, more and more knights were pierced through by the sharp spear, turning into one of the corpses that were gradually piling up on the ground.

Fresh blood was flowing.

Life was withering.

At the forefront of the rebellion army, the infantry that was blocking the spear of the knights kept stabbing the spear in their hands, specifically targeting the faces and necks of the knights and knight attendants that were not protected by the iron armor.

"We must not let these people escape from here!"

Seeing their comrades falling down, some of the infantrymen with the spear roared in anger.

This was the best opportunity to kill these knights under their horses. If they escaped, allowing them to return to the leading army of the South County in the north and regroup, they would definitely not be able to withstand the revenge of these heavy cavalry.

The ones arranged at the front were the elites of the rebellion army. Most of them were the soldiers of Silver Platter Kingdom that captured ten years ago.

This was Rolf's suggestion. He met the unyielding resistance of these knights.

He suggested to the commander of the rebellion army, Korod, that if he wanted to destroy these knights, he must not be intimidated by their imposing manner when they risked their lives. Hence, he had to arrange the soldiers who were the least afraid of death at the front line.

Korod accepted Rolf's suggestion.

Among the rebellion army, the soldiers of the Silver Platter Kingdom who were the least afraid of death were the ones who were captured ten years ago.

After ten years of humiliating their life as slaves, they saw an opportunity and rebelled without hesitation.

This was a dead end. If they were afraid of death, they would continue to be their slaves obediently.

The rebellion army tried their best to block the knight crops from the South County, but they were still unable to stop them.

The grand knight's sword was covered in flames. Not only could it easily cut off the spear, but it could also pierce through the iron-scale armor worn by the rebellion army.

It was like piercing through a piece of tofu.

Extraordinary strength had an overwhelming advantage over ordinary soldiers.

The knight corps of South County and their knight attendants were more elite than the rebellion army.

They were indeed stupid, but they were undeniably elites.

The rebellion army could not stop the charging footsteps of the knights.

Even if they had to leave hundreds of corpses for every meter of distance.

The long-range attacks on both sides of the canyon never stopped, even if they accidentally injured their own people.

The rebellion army soldiers at the south exit were even more vicious as they slaughtered the knights at the back.

The sounds of killing resonated in the canyon. The rebellion army and the knights fought desperately in the canyon!

Fresh blood flowed like a stream in the canyon.

The corpses started to pile up layer by layer.

The smell of blood even attracted the wild wolves that were searching for food in the nearby shrubs.

They had a pair of scarlet eyes in the dark. Saliva was flowing out of their mouths as they silently watched this place and waited for an opportunity.

The vultures circled above the canyon and flied furiously under the moon.

All the knights wanted to be the first to break out of this hopeless situation. The first person to break out had the greatest chance of survival.

Now was not the time to be stingy with their strength. If they were to delay for one more second in this canyon, there would be dozens of dead companions, and the probability of breaking out would decrease.

All the knights did not hold anything back. It was a matter of life and death, and no one dared to hold anything back.

These rebels did not leave any way out for them.

"Soldiers, for the humiliation we have suffered for the past ten years, Kill!"

Facing the desperate members of the knight corps, the last spear-wielding infantryman in the rebel army roared crazily, using his desperate aura to boost the aura of his comrades.

The spear-wielding infantrymen died one after another. Without the spear-wielding infantrymen and spears to block them, the rebel army found it even more difficult to block the charge of the knights.

The flame aura on the grand knight's exquisite knight sword was already very dim, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

That was because the rebellion army soldiers blocking him were only left with the last few rows. Behind the rebellion army soldiers, there were no longer countless soldiers, but the main road of the farm.

"For the honor of the knight corps, Kill!"

The grand knight was encouraged by the visible hope, and the flame of the exquisite knight sword became even more vigorous.

The grand knight slashed down, directly cutting off the heads of three soldiers. Hot blood sprayed onto the faces of the nearby soldiers, making them cry out in fear.

With just one slash, the grand knight opened a gap in the row of soldiers in front of him.

Not only that, the last few rows of soldiers of the rebellion army were terrified upon seeing the grand knight's might. They kept pushing to the sides, looking as if they were taking the initiative to make way for the grand knight and the knights behind him.

They were just making way, but they were afraid of retreating and running away, so they did not dare to retreat.

Unfortunately, on such a crazy battlefield, these cowards wanted to live, so they did not dare to draw their swords. However, it was more convenient for the knights to slaughter them mercilessly.

The soldiers of the rebellion army were formed. Other than the elite prisoners from the Silver Platter Kingdom, the rest were low-fighting serfs, militia, and civilians who were held hostage by them.

These people were arranged at the back of the group.

Rolf knew that if these people were arranged at the front to be cannon fodder, a small portion of them would probably be scared to death and collapse. At that time, these soldiers might lose their minds and even directly crash into the soldiers of the rebellion army at the back.

In the end, the grand knight led a portion of the knights out of this "Death Canyon" and escaped along the main road of the flat farm.

At this moment, the rebel army revealed their motley nature. Not a single commander led his soldiers to chase after the knights who had escaped.

"Mr. Rolf, I'm very sorry!"

Korod's expression was a little ugly. Such a meticulous encirclement had even killed more than 2,000 knights during the night raid, and a portion of them had actually escaped. This made him, the commander of the rebel army, feel that he had lost face in front of Rolf.

"This is nothing. The results of the battle are even better than I expected!" Rolf replied with a faint smile on his face.

Out of the 5,000 knights, less than 500 had escaped. The rebellion army had suffered more than 5,000 casualties. Most of them were captured by the soldiers of the Silver Platter Kingdom and were the elites of the rebellion army. This was undoubtedly a severe weakening of the strength of the rebellion army.

The result of the battle had indeed exceeded Rolf's expectations.

Rolf was not worried about the knights who had escaped. Without their warhorses, they had fought a desperate battle and were all injured. They could not escape.

"Victory! We have won!"

At this moment, a burst of cheers erupted in the canyon.

After a long time, the cheers subsided.

"Oh my god, I, I killed a knight! This is really shocking! Oh my god, I, Jack, killed a knight! Is this true?"

A soldier said this, his tone full of disbelief.

Before he became a soldier of the rebellion army, he was a serf. Whether it was a knight or a knight attendant, there was no difference to him.

Those high and mighty knights would not even look at him anyway.

Perhaps in the eyes of those knights, he was no different from an animal.

Above the canyon, the chief commander of the Rebellion army, Korod, revealed a faint smile. No matter what, they had won this time.

Even though the corpses of his army in the canyon were no less than the corpses of the knights.

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Chapter 483: Knights Fleeing In Panic

Korod stood at the top of the canyon, looking at the iron-scale armor and exquisite chain armor on the bodies of the knights, as well as the fine knight swords scattered on the ground. His eyes flashed with excitement.

In addition to the equipment, on the other side of the canyon, there were also warhorses belonging to these knights. Beside the warhorses, there were also the knight spears of the knights or knight attendants.

"This is a wonderful victory!"

Korod thought.

With these warhorse and equipment, Korod could raise the strength of the rebellion army by several levels.

At this moment, the North County and South County's noble armies were facing off against each other in front of Maas Castle, which was at the junction of the three counties. In his opinion, the Northern County's noble armies were weaker than the South County's noble armies.

After all, compared to the wealthy South County, the barren North County were like rural areas. The two were not on the same level at all.

If it was in the past, Korod definitely did not think that the noble alliance army of the North County would be able to withstand the noble alliance army of the South County.

But now, his thoughts changed.

Because there was their rebellion army. Because of their crazy destruction, killing, and plundering, the situation in the South County was in a mess. The top noble needed to stay in the manor and defend against them with a large number of troops.

This had undoubtedly weakened the strength of the South County against the North County.

The North County's noble alliance army had a total of 30 to 40 thousand soldiers. The Southern County's noble alliance army originally had 20 thousand cavalries, but now there were only 15 thousand cavalries. The difference between their military strength and the North County was too great. It was just that the quality of their army was better than the North County's.

From the looks of it, the troops of both sides would most likely suffer heavy losses.

As Korod thought about this, his eyes flashed with ambition.

If the North County and South County's noble alliance armies really suffered heavy losses, he might be able to lead the rebellion army to clean up the mess and gain benefits from the chaos, further increasing the strength of the rebellion army.

As long as the strength of the rebellion army increased to a certain extent, he could use this as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Cameron, Duke of Leo. He might even be able to obtain a noble identity.

Thinking of this, Korod's heart was burning with passion.

If he could obtain the identity of a noble, then he would be able to wash away the humiliation of being a slave for the past ten years.

Rolf glanced at Korod. It was he saw through Korod's fantasy. His eyes were filled with ridicule.

This pitiful wretch who didn't even know his own situation was still having unrealistic dreams.

The existence of the rebellion army had already broken through the bottom line that the noble class could tolerate. If the rebellion army succeeded, the foundation of the noble class's rule would be shaken. The noble class would definitely not allow the rebellion army, who broke the rules of the game, to continue existing.

Extermination would definitely come!

"But this is better, it's more convenient to use them!" Rolf thought to himself.

A brilliant smile appeared on his face, and he turned to face Korod. "Mr. Korod!"

Korod quickly withdrew from his fantasy and said respectfully, "Mr. Rolf, what orders do you have?"

Even if the rebellion army had achieved a huge victory and their strength would increase by a large margin after obtaining the spoils of war, Korod still maintained his respectful attitude towards Rolf. After all, this victory was obtained with Rolf's help.

Moreover, behind Rolf, there were five Sarleon Lion Knights who were wearing heavy armor and full helmets. They only revealed their cold eyes, giving him great pressure.

Rolf restrained his expression and said with a serious expression, "Now, I have helped you solve this big problem. I hope Mr. Korod can keep our alliance agreement!"

Although Rolf was quite proud that he had used the rebellion army to destroy a portion of the South County's forces, his goal had not changed.

He wanted the rebellion army to attack the Southern County's noble alliance army from the back when the troops of North County and South County were fighting.

Attacking from the front and back, destroying the South County's noble alliance army and removing the obstacles for his lord, Lord Kant, to enter the South County.

Of course, this was only what was said in the alliance agreement.

Rolf was known as a scoundrel noble. Whether or not he would abide by the alliance agreement, only God knew.

Korod was shocked for a moment. He did not shirk this time since he already had an idea in his mind, he quickly replied, "Mr. Rolf, please rest assured. You only need to inform me of the time of the start of the war. I will definitely appear on time and abide by the alliance agreement."

Korod had the idea of leading the rebel army to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fighting. He wanted to wait until both the North County and South County's armies suffered heavy losses. He wanted to take down both sides.

However, he did not know that his thoughts had long fallen into Rolf's eyes. Since Rolf dared to invite him, how could Rolf not do anything to him?

In the pitch-black night, on the plains of the South County, more than 400 figures were running at full speed. Among these figures, there were people who would occasionally turn around to take a look. Only after confirming that there were no pursuers behind them did they feel slightly relieved.

"Lord, there's an abandoned farmhouse nearby. Can we…"

Someone suddenly said. He was panting heavily, and his voice was weak. Moreover, his voice was full of expectation.

These fleeing figures were the knight corps of South County who had escaped from the canyon of the previous battle.

After a fierce battle, there were only 438 of them left, including one grand knight, 100 official knights, and 337 knight attendants.

At first, there were more than these people who had escaped. However, over 20 of them had died due to severe injuries and heavy bleeding on the way. Many of them looked sorrowful and despairing.

Even now, all of them were injured. The strongest grand knight was also shot twice in the shoulder where the plate armor could not reach.

"Yes, Lord. Even if we ride horses, it will take at least two days to return to the defensive front line from here. If we continue to run like this, the little stamina we have left will be depleted very quickly. If we encounter any danger, we won't have the ability to protect ourselves at all. Moreover, we are all injured." another knight spoke.

The grand knight who was running at the forefront slowed down. After a moment of silence, he said, "Lead the way!"

His subordinate was right. With their current status, they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

If the enemy really wanted to chase after them, they would have caught up long ago. After all, their warhorses would definitely be captured by the enemy.

However, the other party had never appeared. This meant that the other party had no intention of chasing after them.

Even though it was so tragic, the grand knight still secretly despised the rebellion army.

"A motley crew is a motley crew. They don't even know how to grasp such an opportunity!"

After that, he thought that it was this motley crew that had defeated the 5,000 elite heavy cavalries that he led. His mood became even gloomier.

However, these people did not expect that the moment they escaped from the canyon, they were already doomed.

It was just that the people following them were far away and did not let them discover them.

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Chapter 484: The Farm that had been Ravaged

The knight corps who had successfully escaped from the canyon were led by the knight who had requested to rest to an abandoned farm.

They were very tired, extremely tired.

They needed to rest.

Many of the wounds on the knights and knight attendants were still bleeding.

They also needed to stop to be bandaged.

The rebellion army was wreaking havoc in the South County. The farmhouse, which did not have the protection of the private soldiers of the top noble, was almost robbed, slaughtered, and burned to the ground by the rebellion army.

This farmhouse was no exception.

White bones could be seen everywhere on the ground. It was enough to witness the cruelty and brutality of the rebellion army.

The original owner of the farmhouse was mercilessly killed. His body was abandoned in the wild and was eaten by wild wolves and vultures into white bones on the ground.

The wooden buildings in the abandoned farm had been burned to ashes. Fortunately, there were still some stone buildings. Although they were empty and dilapidated, they were still able to shelter the exhausted knights from the wind and rain.

At least, it was better than sleeping in the wilderness.

There were still more than a dozen stone houses left in the farm. To be able to build so many stone houses, it could be considered a big farm even in the affluent South County.

After all, the grinding of stone slabs was an extremely laborious task in this feudal era where productivity was low. Hence, the price of stone slabs was extremely high.

From this, it could be deduced that this farm might have once been the fief of a powerful knight, or it might have been the fief of a knight.

It could even be the estate of a fallen baron.

Now, it had all turned into ruins!

This was the case for most of the South County.

The South County still maintained the prosperous place of the past, and only the manor of the great noble was left. The large number of elite private soldiers had effectively deterred the rebellion army, which had once been a mob.

The rebellion army's rampage had caused irreparable huge losses to the South County.

It was a huge loss.

Especially the destruction of the infrastructure. Even if the noble families of the South County suppressed the rebellion army in the future, it would take more than five years for the land that had been destroyed by the rebellion army to regain its former prosperity, it was impossible.

The stone houses were already covered with spider webs, and there were even some rats that had settled down.

The doors and windows had been removed by the rebellion army. The wooden doors could be used to make shields, and the wood on the wooden windows could also be used to make arrows and pilums. These ready-made woods were better than the rebellion army cutting the trees down themselves.

All the military equipment had been lost, and the knights without tents had no choice but to sleep in them at night.

More than 300 members of the knight corps filled more than a dozen stone houses.

More than 10 members of the knight corps who were slightly injured were sent by the grand knight to guard the entrance of the farm to guard against possible pursuers.

The knights in the stone houses took off their heavy armor and began to carefully take care of the wounds on their bodies.

The fine linen robes that were soaked in blood and condensed into blood scabs. The knights torn linen robes into pieces and used it to bandage the bleeding wounds.

The knights were all very quiet. The weakness caused by the bleeding wound, the exhaustion of running for dozens of miles after a big battle, and the low mood brought by the shameful defeat made them not have the mood to open their mouths.

After treating the wound, they were ready to rest.

They needed to recharge for tomorrow!

This place was still far away from the base of the knight corps on the front line. Their warhorses had been lost, and they would not be able to reach Maas Castle in less than five days.

Tomorrow, they would not only have to deal with the enemy soldiers they might encounter on the way back to the garrison of the knights of the front line, but they would also have to worry about food, because their supplies had also been lost along with their warhorse.

"General, those fleeing fellows are hiding in the abandoned farm ahead!"

A desert bandits galloped over on his horse. When he saw Rolf who had already arrived, he immediately reported to him respectfully.

Rolf nodded. A thought flashed in his mind, and he asked, "How long have they been in there?"

"They haven't been in there for long, less than ten minutes!" the desert bandit said respectfully.

"Very good!" Rolf revealed a joyous look. He gave an order with a sinister smile, "Guys, let us send those poor knights to hell. Their companions are waiting for them there!"

Behind Rolf, there were thousands of desert bandits and 600 elite desert bandits. With such strength, even 400 heavy cavalry soldiers from the South County would be able to take them down, not to mention those knights who were like stray dogs.

Five Sarleon Lion Knights in shiny plate armor and full helmets were riding on strong horses that were also fully armored. They followed behind Rolf quietly. They were sent by Baron Kant to protect Rolf.

Rolf was not the only one who enjoyed such protection. At this moment, Firentis who was in charge of Maas Castle, Manid who was in charge of the Drondheim Castle in the Oasis Lookout, James who was in charge of the Aaron Town in the Senwaya Range, as well as the newly recruited hero Baheshtur, they all had a few Lion Knights sent by Kant as their personal guards.

Only Bunduk, who had already become an apostle of the underworld, did not enjoy such close protection.

As an apostle of the underworld, Bunduk was strong enough, and he was not on good terms with the Lion Knights. If Kant sent the Lion Knights to protect him and without his presence to suppress Bunduk, perhaps Bunduk would directly fight with the Lion Knights.

Kant's force was large now, but there were very few high-level talents who could help him with his affairs.

He had taken so many gift packs and only obtained a few heroes. They were all the most precious talents among his subordinates.

As time passed, he recruited more and more Lion Knights, which were equivalent to top-level grand knights. Kant naturally sent some to protect his important subordinates.

After all, although this world was in a feudal era with low productivity, there were extraordinary powers that surpassed the limits of ordinary humans.

Kant's forces had already started a full-scale war against the South County.

In a war, they would do anything. He did not want his right-hand men to die in humiliation from despicable assassinations.

The South County had a very deep foundation. Kant did not know how many grand knights with extraordinary strength they had.

However, they definitely surpassed the North County and the East County.

Viscount Wayne of the North County could bring out nearly ten grand knights. Countess Agatha of the East County had lost six grand knights in Kant's hands.

Even Dylan, an isolated baron who was excluded from the noble circle, could bring out three grand knights, including himself.

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Chapter 485: The Upcoming Decisive Battle

On the surface, the Dukedom of Leo only had less than ten grand knights, but that was only on the surface. It did not explain anything.

Kant was very clear about the nature of the noble. Their strength was like an iceberg on the sea, and only a small part of it was exposed. However, the strength hidden in the dark could be several times stronger than on the surface, as it was the foundation of their existence.

If there were some wanted to fight with the nobles who only showcased an iceberg of their true strength, these dumb people would probably die in the end.

Take Kant himself for example. Even though he had displayed extremely terrifying power and strength, who knew that these weren't Kant's real trump cards?

Even the Drondheim Castle and Aaron Town that were still hidden in the dark weren't Kant's trump cards.

Kant's trump card was actually a system that was connected to him and could not be separated from each other.

With the system, countless worlds of "Mount and Blade" could be his backing. Compared to the world that Kant currently knew, it was countless times larger.

Many times, Rolf, who was leading the desert bandits, liked to rely on the desert bandits' swift and wind-like characteristics to play the enemy in his hands.

However, this time, he did not do so.

That was because it was no longer necessary.

At the intersection of the abandoned farm, twelve knights and four knight attendants were on sentry duty.

They were lying on the ground on sentry duty.

They were snoring.

In just ten minutes, these sixteen knights had already fallen asleep on the ground.

This was not their fault. They were really too tired. Even if they wanted to stay awake, they could not do so.

In order to destroy the despicable rebellion army as soon as possible, the five knight corps had rushed here for a day and a night.

After resting for a while, they were ambushed by the rebellion army, which was several times more than them. They were trapped in a desperate situation.

Dragging their exhausted bodies, the knights fought with all their might and broke out of the encirclement. After leaving behind more than 4,500 corpses, they were lucky to escape.

After that, they did not even care about their bleeding injuries. Wearing heavy armor, they fled for more than ten miles for their lives. It was with great difficulty that they managed to make it to this abandoned farm.

Their bodies were almost exhausted, and their spirits were severely exhausted.

If there were enemies chasing them from behind, these knights might have been able to continue to flee further with their extremely strong will to survive. After that, they would either be caught and killed, or they would be so tired that they would collapse and die on the way.

However, they did not notice the pursuers and were lucky enough to survive until here. Once they relaxed, they would not be able to hold on any longer.

The members of the knight corps who were on sentry duty slept naturally.

Even in the abandoned farmhouse, in more than a dozen stone houses, more than 400 members of the knight corps were the same.

Snores rose and fell, and not a single person was awake, even the only grand knight had overused his extraordinary strength in the previous battle. Among all of them, he was actually the most exhausted.

The rats that were hiding in the stone houses quietly appeared from their hiding caves. They sneakily ate the rotten meat on the knights' wounds, occasionally letting out happy squeaks.

Even so, not a single knight was awakened.

The sound of horse hooves came from the main road of the farm. Under Rolf's leadership, the 1,600 elite desert bandits and desert bandits cast a shadow in the pitch-black night.

The faces of the desert bandits were fierce, and their fierce and arrogant eyes were shining with a bloodthirsty light.

They had never been easy to deal with. Whether it was in the Continent of Caradia or in this world, their hands were stained with blood.

"Ha!" Rolf looked at the sixteen knights lying on the ground at the intersection of the abandoned farm.

"The situation is much better than I expected!"

Rolf compared these knights with the cavalry of the Continent of Caradia again, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Whether it was the Swadian Heavy Cavalry, the Khergits and the Sarrandian Horseman, or even the desert bandits under his command, they would not perform so badly under the same circumstances.

Even if they were to cut themselves with their blades and stimulate themselves with pain, they would never allow themselves to fall asleep peacefully.

After all, it was a world of war.

The South County had been too comfortable and peaceful for too long.

Ten years!

These knights had not experienced a real war for ten years.

Under the prosperity and extravagance of the South County, these wild cavalrymen of Dukedom of Leo, who were once able to roam the battlefield, had also fallen a lot.

They were not as elite as they thought they were.

Whether it was the clumsy camp before, or the completely defenseless rest now.

The only thing that had a bit of chivalry was the desperate escape in the canyon, which had been deliberately designed by Rolf.

On the battlefield, there was no room for luck.

Something would happen.

"Guys, pick up your scimitars!"

There was a trace of cruelty in Rolf's eyes. He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. He ordered coldly, "Cut off the heads of these knights who sleep like pigs!"

The dark clouds were blown by the westerly wind, blocking the moonlight. Even the moon was unwilling to witness the tragedy that would happen in the human world.

This was a cruel massacre.

It was also the easiest thing Rolf had experienced since he came to this wonderful world, a war!

The moonlight shone on the ground again, illuminating the wild figures of the desert bandits who had left this abandoned farm.

Blood was dripping from the scimitars hanging from the waist of the desert bandits.

In the abandoned farm, a thick smell of blood permeated in the air. The wild wolves ten miles away followed this smell.

Vultures were flying in from afar.

The 438 knights, knight attendants, and a grand knight were sleeping soundly in the abandoned farm.

They would never wake up again.

The next morning, Kant had just finished a delicious and nutritious breakfast on a three-row warship in the Resniston River.

Two slices of bread baked from fine wheat flour, a piece of roasted desert gazelle in the middle, and a hard-boiled sand grouse egg from Aaron, raised in the forests of the Senwaya Range, after that, he took a sip of the fresh broth.

It was a wonderful day.

After breakfast, Kant put on a velvet robe and went to the deck to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the river in the morning sun.

A layer of snow-white mist rolled on the surface of the river in the distance, creating a dense atmosphere.

The light of the morning sun shone on the deck and covered Kant's body. The warm light made Kant feel refreshed, and the extraordinary power in his body also became active and circulated on its own. It seemed that his extraordinary power was absorbing the light of the morning sun.

On the surface of the river, the mist gradually dispersed, revealing the sparkling surface of the water.

From time to time, a cheerful water bird flew up from the fields on both sides of the river. It swept across the surface of the river and caught a fat and fresh fish.

It was a beautiful scene.

A mage wearing a fine linen robe came to the deck and said to Kant respectfully, "My lord, Mr. Rolf has sent a victory report from the battlefield in the South County. He also requests that you speak to him."

Kant turned around. The morning wind blew his dazzling golden hair. His amber-like eyes were shining with curiosity.

"Oh, a report of victory?"

Kant smiled. Good news always made people happy.

"Yes!"! Mr. Rolf reported that last night, he had planned to use the despicable rebel army in the South County to ambush the five knight corps. He had completely wiped out the five thousand members of the knight corps and severely injured the despicable rebel army in the South County."

The mage bowed slightly and reported the news to the Honorable Lord Kant respectfully.

"This is indeed good news!"

Kant understood Rolf. This guy loved to do things that would harm others and benefit himself the most.

Since it was Rolf's personal design, then the desert bandits under him would not suffer too much loss.

With Kant's current power, even if the desert bandits were completely wiped out, it was not a big deal.

Hence, Kant didn't ask about the casualties.

"Since Rolf wants to talk to me, I'll go and listen to what he wants to say!"

Kant said with a smile. The South County had only dispatched 20,000 heavy cavalries. Now that 5,000 of them had been wiped out, the remaining 15,000 weren't much of a threat.

Kant could roughly guess what Rolf wanted to say to him, and his mood became lighter.

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