Black Iron Crown

"Command! The front sergeant and the armed soldiers advance together! The Golden Lion Guards attack the morale of the enemy! Kiss the flanks and strangle the fleeing soldiers!" Reiner waved his hand, and several orders were conveyed in this way.

He thought for a while, and continued: "I order all the vassals to advance together with the frontline soldiers, strive to complete the semi-encirclement state, and kill as many Klade people as possible!"

After the order was issued, about five minutes later, the lords saw that the situation of victory had been determined, and the number of new servers for Leiner increased accordingly. They carried out Leiner's order thoroughly, with a clear division of labor and an extremely inferior force. The enemy has completed a half encirclement.

As for the remaining gaps, there is nothing to do. The number of troops on Leiner's side is still insufficient, and it is impossible to officially complete the encirclement of the Klade people.

The Klad people who were fighting fiercely with the sergeants in front had completely collapsed and could not organize resistance at all. Seeing that the efficiency of advancing in the form of a phalanx was a bit slow, Leiner simply ordered them to disband and strangle the enemy in a melee formation.

Although the battle has been won, Leiner is not satisfied.

"Hmph! This time, the merit points needed to build the barracks are finally gathered!" Thinking of the day when he will have a large and powerful army in the future, Reiner couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Having said that, Reiner did not get carried away with complacency, he continued to command the army to keep beheading the Klade people: "Quick! Everyone give me a head! Leave them all here! A Klade man can kill them all!" Don't let me go!"

Seeing more and more Kladers fleeing the battlefield, Reiner couldn't help feeling a little anxious. If all the enemies had fled, it would mean little to him to win the battle. What's the point of defeating the battle? Change the annihilation battle that brought meritorious deeds.

With such thoughts in his heart, Reiner was not ambiguous, and shouted loudly at the subordinates who surrounded him: "What are you doing! Stop watching the fun here! Pull out your swords and cut people for me!"

Leiner pointed at the chaotic battlefield and shouted loudly, and at the same time turned around and yelled to the self-cultivators who came from the sign: "Don't be idle too! Can't you see the lively fighting ahead? Go up quickly Hurry up and make contributions! I will give you five acres of arable land if you kill one person!"

"But...but we want to protect your safety..." the subordinates said hesitantly when they heard Reiner's words.

"Tsk! Which one of you can beat me? Go! I don't need your protection!" Reiner's tone was very impatient, and at the same time, his brows were furrowed.

"Listen!" Reiner raised his finger and lifted the visor, and said, "I'll give you five coppers for every one of you who kill! Listen! It's five coppers! If you can kill five coppers on the battlefield Ten people! I will give you a village and directly canonize him as a knight!"

Hearing this, the subordinates suddenly became short of breath. As a child of a knight family, he was naturally eager to get a lot of fiefs, while those children of a commoner family were even more delighted. If he could really kill fifty people , that is simply...

After listening to Reiner's words, the subordinates no longer hesitated, and drew out the long swords around their waists, and swarmed towards the battlefield like a group of sharks smelling blood.

The same is true for the self-cultivating farmers, each of them owns dozens of acres of land. As long as they can kill three or four people, the land they get will allow them to live a richer life. The spear roared towards the battlefield.

Listening to the melodious voice of the system prompting him to get the merit points, Leiner's face showed an uncontrollable smile. He looked like a weasel who had successfully stolen a chicken, looking wretched and treacherous.

At this time, Leiner found that there was actually another person beside him, and he was not tempted by the reward like others to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

"Tsk..." Reiner turned his head back every day, walked to the side of the subordinate, pointed at the battlefield in confusion and asked, "Why don't you go? Don't you want to get a reward?"

"No! My lord, I don't think a mere reward is as important as your safety!" The subordinate lifted off the movable mask on his helmet, revealing his slightly immature face.

"Ah!" Reiner patted his head: "I recognize you, you are Sarang, the son of Baron Azak, right?"

"Thanks for your love, Lord Earl, I am honored that you can remember me, but I think some rewards are not as important as your safety at all! Loyalty will always be the motto of our Azak family!" With a serious expression, he straightened his chest as if he was doing something with a sense of mission, full of pride.

Reiner nodded dumbfounded, the spirit of chivalry is really deeply engraved in the bones of this group of young noble children.

It's no wonder that these military aristocrats have taught their children these qualities since they were young, and it is inevitable that they will be naive and persistent under the subtle influence.

This Salang was sent over immediately after Baron Azak expressed his surrender to Reiner some time ago. Just as he expressed his allegiance to Reiner, Baron Azak was also the first lord to send his child to Reiner.

The twelve-year-old child is not as old as Wende, and his heart is pure. It is hard for Reiner to believe that the other party has other intentions, and the latter is deliberately trying to please him.

"Very good!" Since he has already stayed here as a guard, I can't stop him from being full of fists: "Then you should stay here first, anyway, you don't need my rewards!"

At the same time, the battlefield ahead is already full of blood. Although Klade's people have lost so much that the battle situation looks quite chaotic, the army on Leiner's side is not scattered at all.

Under the command of Sir Leyland, the sergeants and armed soldiers formed a melee formation in threes and threes. Two of them held swords and the other held guns, causing a bloody storm among the unresisting Kladers.

The cavalry also used their speed advantage to strangle the broken soldiers who were fleeing around and were about to flee the battlefield, and the efficiency was very high.

The same is true for the Leiner vassals. The knights galloped on war horses, and there was no enemy.

Lena just rode on the standing horse like this, followed by the little squire Salang, watching the battle with a smile on his face and feeling happy in his heart.

But at the same time, a huge army had already left the city of Mecaron, and embarked on the journey northward on ice and snow.

The logistics team of horses and chariots walked slowly at the front, but was quickly overtaken by the large army. Their flags were various, and the flag of Earl Zhebo was at the forefront.

Earl Zhebo let out a breath of white air. Such a world of ice and snow seemed too harsh for a middle-aged and elderly man like him, but even so, he still insisted on going north, in order to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to completely put his life and death on the line. Haters defeated.

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