Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Brian stared at the front, unleashing his strength as a mid-level silver knight, and condensing visible fighting spirit flames on the knight's spear.

"Form a formation."

The knights and knight attendants behind him heard the order of the lord and began to adjust their charging postures, forming a cone-shaped military formation in a short distance of 300 meters.

With Brian, a mid-level silver knight, as the vanguard, they were ready to tear through the human wall formed by the opponent.

Seeing this, Barry carried a huge shield, came to the front of the formation, mobilized all his fighting spirit, and prepared to meet the first wave of impact.

"Roar——"

With muscles bulging and veins bulging, Barry mobilized all his fighting spirit and used the family's secret method to successfully turn himself into a two-meter-three giant.

Looking at the opponent's actions, Brian adjusted his direction, bypassed Barry, and rushed in from the flank.

"Ah——"

"Puff"

"Break——"

"Crack"

The human wall on the right wing was torn apart, and more than a dozen soldiers, along with their armor and shields, turned into fragments, floating in the air, and blood-red raindrops fell.

Seeing this scene, Barry grinned, roared, and rushed towards Brian.

With just one move, this bronze high-level warrior, who was only a hair away from becoming a silver warrior, was picked up and smashed to the ground.

Seeing this, several bronze mid-level warriors rushed up like crazy, and were directly beheaded by several knights.

The battle continued, and more and more warriors were killed by knights.

The six hundred elite warriors led by the magic knight Adrian arrived at the battlefield, bringing the battle to an end.

Caisley, who had recovered a little strength, mobilized the magic power that had just recovered, used the amplification technique, and forced himself to announce: "Put down your weapons, we surrender."

The surrounding soldiers heard the order, stopped their actions, and put down their weapons.

Seeing this, Brian asked Adrian to accept the captives, and he led the remaining knights to support Weilin.

At this moment, Violet also discovered the situation in the rear. Seeing that the command area was captured by the enemy, he gritted his teeth and said, "Villain, you can only play some conspiracies and tricks."

"Hehe."

Welin just responded with a smile, laughing at this intelligent but not very muscular knight.

"Ah--, bastard, I'm going to kill you."

It has always been him who laughed at others, and no one dared to laugh at him.

Seeing Weilin's contemptuous smile, Violet was furious. Regardless of the defeat, he attacked Weilin again.

Putting away his smile, Weilin held the knight's long sword tightly and continued to meet the enemy.

A few minutes later, Brian arrived at the battlefield and easily ended the battle.

Seeing that the enemy he had a hard time dealing with was taken down by his cousin with one hand, coupled with the momentum shown, Weilin was a little stunned.

"Cousin, you are actually a silver intermediate."

"What? Didn't I tell you?" Brian touched his head and smiled innocently.

"Ah--"

Wei Lin didn't know what to say for a moment. If he had known this, he would have listened to his cousin and confronted him head-on. What strategy would he need?

"Forget it, cousin. I didn't do my intelligence work well enough."

"Oh, that's why."

"Despicable villain, you two..."

"You're so stupid."

Brian slapped him with the back of his sword, causing the muscular knight to faint gorgeously.

Ten minutes later, the battle was finally over.

When counting the prisoners, they found that Brandon was not there.

"This old guy is quite smart. He actually reserved a plan."

After learning the whole story, Wei Lin smiled helplessly. It is estimated that the experience of the last battle will become a psychological shadow for Brandon for the rest of his life.

"Sir, what should we do next?" Baird, who was bathed in blood, came over and reported to Wei Lin.

"According to the old rules, we will select a soldier from their three-man team and send him back. We will negotiate and discuss the ransom after three days."

"Yes, sir."

Then, the camp became lively again.

Except for Violet, whose hands and feet were tied and whose mouth was blocked by a rag, Caisley and Barry were treated like nobles.

"Violet, this time we will be treated the same as Brandon. It takes a woman to negotiate and redeem us."

"Woo, woo, woo, woo..."

Violet was very angry, but her mouth was blocked.

"Do you think Brandon had anticipated the ambush and escaped in advance?" Barry asked Caisley, looking at his bandaged arm.

"In fact, the other party had told us about the ambush a long time ago, but we ignored it." Caisley recalled the previous flares and smiled bitterly.

"Ah, that's true. You have to use your brain to fight. Otherwise, we are in this situation now. We are obviously the advantage, but now we are reduced to prisoners." Barry was also very depressed. This time, more than half of his troops were lost. I don't know how long it will take to recover.

"Woo, woo, woo"

"Ah-"

"Woo"

...

Three days later, the two sides held preliminary negotiations and discussed the terms of the ransom.

Six days later, the two sides completed the transaction. Weilin released the three lords, all the knights, knights' attendants and warriors, and the other side sent the transaction items.

As for the captured serfs of the warring parties, no one cared.

The rich ransom Weilin received made him feel rich overnight.

1,500 male serfs, 500 female serfs, 20,000 gold coins, 400,000 catties of grain, 3,000 catties of fine wine, 200 oxen, 60 war horses, 500 pieces of cloth, 30 pieces of silk, 300 sets of leather armor and 500 spears, with a total value of 200,000 gold coins. It is equivalent to emptying one-tenth of the property of the three nobles.

According to the distribution principle, Weilin obtained 40% of the items, that is, 1,000 male serfs, 500 female serfs, 400,000 catties of grain, 100 oxen, 20 war horses, 300 pieces of cloth and 200 sets of leather armor. The rest all belonged to Brian.

For the spoils of war harvested in the battle, Weilin only took 600 serfs, 80 sets of iron armor, 200 sets of leather armor, 50 knight swords, 120 horses and 300 spears, and the rest belonged to his cousin.

On the afternoon of July 31, a grand banquet was held on the grass of Qixing Lake to celebrate the victory.

At dawn the next day, Brian left the Praying Star Lake with his army and spoils and returned to the Ridge Territory.

At the same time, the excavation of the mithril mine was carried out simultaneously.

On the way back, Adrian came to Brian and asked puzzledly: "My Lord, Lord Weilin's territory obviously has secrets, why don't you let your subordinates explore it and get more information."

"Adrian, I can allow you to do other things, but there are some things about Weilin that he doesn't want to tell me, why should I know so much." Brian said indifferently.

"But, my Lord..."

Seeing that Adrian wanted to continue, Brian stretched out his hand to interrupt him and asked: "Okay, don't worry about this, go back and have a good drink with me, it's been a long time since I had such a happy battle."

"Okay, my Lord."

Seeing this, Adrian had to give up and stop investigating the matter.