Earl Berengal fell from his horse, and his inner-domestic knights panicked his body and snatched his body on the horse. Aroud saw the knights leaving the battlefield without looking back. Iv and others saw the Earl Berengal's family flag landing. They excitedly raised their arms and shouted the news of Earl Berengal's killing. The desperate town militia in front heard their voices, turned their heads and looked back. When they saw that the Earl Berengal and his family flag were indeed missing, these town militia were stunned. They were summoned by Earl Berengal and fought in the name of the Earl Berengal, and they would also receive the earl's reward after victory, but now Earl Berengal has disappeared.

"Who will we fight for?" The town militia thought they were abandoned, and they cried in great grief. Most of them threw away their weapons and fled in scattered. Some of them fell to their knees and looked up at the sky in vain. In the chaos, Sir Eble held high his sword and led the tired but high-spirited light infantrymen to pursue the defeated generals of Count Berengal, until they drove these panicked soldiers like sheep to the feet of Crave Castle.

"What's wrong with you, Arude? Are you injured?" Yifu saw Arude sitting on the ground, his legs apart, his leather armor covered with dust, holding the crossbow in both hands, and staring at the front with his eyes.

"Well, Ifu helped me, my damn legs are out of control." Aruod heard Ifu's loud voice. He had not yet come back to his senses from the scene of shooting Count Berengal. At first, he didn't feel anything, but because of the tension and concentration, the high-intensity tension of the muscles were tense. At this time, his legs seemed to be filled with lead.

"Hahaha, I thought you were injured. This time it was so thrilling. I thought I was going to die here." Ifu grabbed Arud's arm with his broad hand and pulled him from the ground. The pair of brothers helped him walk towards the camp. Along the way, he saw Sir Earl Earl cheering to them, and the captured town militias of Earl Berengal were ashamed.

"Yif, why did the inner knights of the Earl of Berengal escape?" Aruod was a little confused. Why did the inner knights of the Earl of Berengal escape from the battlefield, don't they want to kill themselves, the one who shot and killed Earl of Berengal?

"Ha, as a knight in the inner palace, you must protect the monarch's body when he is alive, and you must also ensure his body integrity after the monarch's death. It is their duty to bring the monarch's body back to his territory and wait for the arrival of the day of judgment. As for the ability to shoot the Count on the battlefield, this is God's will." Yifu explained to Aroud.

"That's so lucky." Aruod breathed a sigh of relief. He was so close to the knights of the inner palace at that time. If the knights of the inner palace turned around, he would have to escape desperately.

On the way to the camp, there were scenes of tragic fighting everywhere, dead bodies, broken limbs, brains split by battle axes, and soldiers pierced by spears showed a solidified and painful expression on their faces. During the fight, they accidentally hit the sharp wooden stake and died.

"What a tragic battle." Yifu spitted fiercely, and the strange smell of the corpses began to spread. For Yifu, the smell of these dead bodies was just a bad smell, but Aruod had already looked a little serious. If these dead bodies were not buried properly, it would probably cause a plague here.

Just as Arod was thinking this way, Sir Eble led the pursuing soldiers back, because the soldiers of Count Berengal ran to the castle of Rekoff, and shot arrows at Sir Eble and his soldiers in the arrow tower of Rekoff Castle. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, Sir Eble had to return in disappointment. Sir Eble's victory also scared the nobles in Relph Castle. They did not dare to let the soldiers of Count Berengal come in, nor did they dare to go out to pursue Sir Eble, and just watched Sir Eble leave under the castle with great swagger.

At night, in the camp on the bank of the river, singing and laughter filled the entire camp. After escaping from death, people cherished their lives even more. Sir Eble took off his armor, put on the costumes of German nobles and held the wine glasses, constantly patted the shoulders of the warriors in the crowd, and drank bitter ale with them. Although the heir of the duke who had learned aristocratic etiquette since childhood was a polite person, the Germans' generous character was fully displayed at this time.

"Sir, it was really thrilling at that time. We were surrounded by the soldiers of Count Berengal. Lord Ifu threw away his weapons and used his body to break the enemy's defense line. Lord Arod rushed through the enemy's defense line and lifted his crossbow to kill Count Berengal. If he was slowing down, this task would fail, and we would definitely be captured or killed." The knights of the inner palace who followed Arod and Ifu to kill Count Berengal together told Sir Emblem that the Germans had the custom of praising heroes, and any brave and fearless warrior would be praised by people.

"After all, I use crossbows, which is forbidden by the Holy See. Why do the knights praise me?" Arod had no choice but to use crossbows, but he thought he would be criticized by the knights after the war, but he did not expect that the knights would not care about this at all.

"Haha, who can completely guarantee that no weapons will be used in war? Although the Holy See believes that using a crossbow may cause lower-class people to kill higher-class knights, don't forget that you are from a noble family, let alone you saved their lives and brought glory to them, so who cares about what weapons you use?" Ifu grinned with a big mouth, holding his own horn cup, filled with ale, and his face showed a rose-red color, and staggered when he stood up.

"Although what Ev said is correct, Arod used a crossbow to violate the ban on the Holy See. But I will find a good pastor to bless you and repent. Don't worry." Sir Wendell also walked among his sons with a glass of wine at this time. His face was filled with a satisfied smile. Although the battle situation was extremely dangerous this time, it was safe. It can be foreseeable that when Sir Eble returned to the Principality of Mason, he would definitely reward him on his merits. His eldest son and second son killed the enemy commander in this battle, and the revival of the Wendell family is just around the corner.

Just as Sir Eble and his soldiers were drinking, noisy sounds came from the captive camp. Sir Eble stood up in surprise. As a personal servant, Arod hurriedly guarded the side of the Lord. Some soldiers also grabbed the spears beside him. Although the captured Earl Berengal's soldiers removed their weapons and armor, these people who had just been captured from the battlefield were still covered in blood. If they were to make trouble, they would inevitably cause trouble.

"Go to see what's going on?" Sir Eble pointed at Arood, and Arood nodded and walked towards the prisoner's camp. There were dozens of light infantry guarding were aiming the spear in his hands at a large captain. Arood saw that it was someone he knew.

"Let me go, I must go to the Earl of Berengal, he still owes me the reward but has not given me." The man in thick linen clothes and trousers did not tremble in the cold wind like other prisoners. He shouted and grabbed a guard who was pale and held in his hand like a doll.

"Stop, the Earl of Berengal is dead. You are our prisoner now. If you are not quiet, we will kill you." The light infantry guards looked at the fierce man and did not dare to move forward. The prisoners behind the man stood up and seemed to be ready to move.

"Killed? Who killed him?" The man didn't seem to have expected that Count Berengal was dead. He was stunned and the guards who were caught in his hands took the opportunity to escape.

"I killed Count Berengal, Iron Hammer Valk." Aroud recognized that the man in front of him was the iron Hammer Valk who blocked him at that time. Ifu almost suffered a loss in the battle with him. Although he was subdued by Ifu in the end, Ifu did not kill him, but just knocked him out with the hilt of his sword.

"What? You killed him, then what should I do with my bounty? You have to compensate me." The hammer Valk seemed to have found a target. If it weren't for the wooden fence and the guards surrounding him, he would probably have stepped forward and grabbed Arod as if he were holding the guard.

"What bounty?" Aruod was stunned. Why did he just make a fuss and owe Valk money in a blink of an eye. Valk was just a militia recruiting militia, not an inner-domed knight of Earl Berengal. What does Earl Berengal's death have to do with him?

"When they summoned me, they promised to give me a reward, otherwise how could I leave my sister to this damn place?" It turned out that Valk was not willing to leave his sister when he was recruited, and stayed away from Hamburg to fight with Earl Berengar. The conscript saw that he looked stupid and fierce, so he lied to him that as long as he followed the Count of Earl, he could get a reward after the battle. Vark believed it, so he handed over his sick sister to an aunt in the town to take care of him. He took his old friend's iron hammer and joined Earl Berengar's army in his usual leather apron as armor. However, as soon as Earl Berengar died, his reward was not settled in his heart. In desperation, he insisted that the person who killed the Count was the one who should bear the reward.
Chapter completed!