Black Iron Crown

The soldiers looked eagerly at Leiner on the tall army horse. They admired the lord very much before they joined the army. This is the heartfelt thought of people living in this era.

They really believe that the nobles are the noble children of the Holy Father, and it is only natural for them to rule these weed-like lives. As long as they can make their lives a little better, they will dedicate their loyalty to their masters. Serve.

They are so simple, even the most ferocious-looking people are very respectful to him, the lord. When they took off their felt hats and bowed to Reiner, they were so simple that Reiner couldn't bear to pass them off one by one. Generations were sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

They have become accustomed to this way of life. For hundreds of years, the nobles of the mainland have regarded these serfs as cheap consumables. Perhaps in the hearts of the nobles, they are not as valuable as an arrow, because arrows cost money, and serfs It doesn't cost any money.

He was such a person in his previous life, as long as others were kind to him, he would like to treat them with all his heart, and he really couldn't do the thing of tearing others apart with a single disagreement.

He also knew that a person with such a temper like himself would have no hope of being successful in this life, but his personality was already fixed from the moment of birth, and only time could change it.

"Long live the Baron!"

"For victory!"

"Kill them!"

The soldiers were shouting sparsely, which sounded a bit chaotic, but anyone could hear the high morale contained in these voices.

The soldiers held excellent spears in their hands, and they rushed towards the enemy in a simple battle formation. Leiner had already dismounted from the horse. Although riding a horse can reduce physical exertion and has a strong impact, but as a The lord must fight with the soldiers, and it is easy to separate from the soldiers while riding a horse.

The lord is nothing more than a big landlord with a legal army. He must let the army under his command be extremely supportive. This is what Leiner is now. Maybe the soldiers were just because of responsibility when he just returned, but now, the soldiers have initially emerged. Love and support for him.

As long as Leiner can bring them greater benefits in the future and lead them to more victories, they will support Leiner even more.

Reiner was wearing heavy armor and rushed to the front of the team. Several of his followers were also wearing chain armor and holding long swords to defend him. They are the second sons of the knights under Leiner. They have good combat effectiveness, even if they are not as good as the knights, they are at least better than many regular troops.

The soldiers followed Leiner and rushed towards the enemy. The knights had completely shredded the Klade formation. At least the enemies in front of Leiner had almost completely collapsed, looking for a safe place in a panic. It's like a groundhog that has only encountered a strong enemy. It doesn't have any will to resist and just wants to escape from here.

"Monsters! These Ridkars must be monsters!"

"Help me! Please help me!"

"Don't leave me! Take me home!"

"Mother!"

The people of Klade were crying and screaming. They were terrified by this "monster" they had never seen before. How terrifying the knights' offensive was. The huge momentum and irresistible impact made them feel scared. Can't bring up even the slightest sense of resistance.

The screams and wailing were endless, and a large number of enemies had broken ribs, arm bones, and leg bones, but they were not dead. They just hugged their broken arms or dragged their ripped out internal organs and wailed mournfully.

Leiner swung the one-handed long sword in his hand suddenly, and the enemy in front of him who was trembling violently due to fear was beheaded by his sword, and the opponent didn't even realize what was going on.

The large artery in the neck immediately spurted bright red blood.

The four or five meter high blood sprayed immediately frightened the Klade people. Although the knight's charge caused even greater losses, it was only an imposing deterrent after all.

But this time, the bloody headless corpse appeared in front of everyone, and even those who were too close to escape were sprayed with blood.

This time the enemy was hit harder, the most intuitive blood appeared in front of their eyes, instead of only a few blood flowing like before, the bloody head was rolling on the ground, losing the body, just like a Groups of tumbleweeds drifting with the wind are generally helpless.

"Damn it! Give up the attack! Rescue the rear immediately!" The leader of Highlander is not a lord who has been fighting all year round. His understanding of war is no more than that of a soldier who vomits. Knowing some common sense is already good.

The Klades in front did not move. The leader of Highlander was quite shrewd. He asked the frontline soldiers to hold back the frontal army of the Moreland family, and then ordered the rest of the army to support the rear.

He also removed more than a dozen of the few strong tribal warriors. He hoped that by relying on the "strong" combat power of the warriors, he could turn the tide of the battle and completely defeat the hateful Ridka people.

The battle had reached a fever pitch, but at the same time, a sneaky man in a simple cotton coat appeared on the gate gate of Fort Moreland.

Not only is he short in stature, but his stooped posture makes him look even more wretched. I saw him looking around and staring around, as if he was afraid that someone would suddenly appear beside him.

He relied on the shadows of the city wall to hide his figure, avoided the small number of guards patrolling the city wall, and slowly moved towards the control switch of the city gate.

There was a smile on his face hidden in the shadows, because he was about to reach his target location, and understanding the structure of the city gate gate was the goal of his trip.

And just when he had reached the shadow outside the city gate switch room, a big foot suddenly kicked him on the back from behind, and he was kicked staggeringly. If it weren't for his agility, he would have He fell on the city wall, but even so, he still exposed his figure.

The guards on the castle immediately surrounded him. He was just a spy, not a ninja or a powerful knight. He was helpless in the face of the siege of five or six guards, even if these guards were only from the territory temporarily. Conscripted freedmen.

He could only helplessly catch him, he still cherished his life very much, and he didn't want to die here.

"Tell me your name, your affiliation, and your purpose!" The person who found him asked blankly, and the person who asked the question was Leiner's spy chief, the former Bar Empire's spy chief in the Lesa area, Luo. Root, a spy of his rank was arguably the best in the trade, and finding such a spy couldn't have been easier.