Black Iron Crown

Earl Zhebo walked up to the chair under the gallows with dignity, moved his neck slightly, and put his head in the noose that had already been fastened.

The extra part of the noose was on his shoulders, but it didn't affect his behavior at this time.

Earl Zhebo's breathing gradually became short of breath. No matter how hard he tried to maintain his demeanor, the biological fear of death was still uncontrollable. His face gradually became flushed, and the hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly. .

The executioner walked to Earl Zhebo's side, looked at his forced composure, and put his feet on the chair with a blank expression.

Feeling the strangeness, Earl Zhebo's face was already flushed red, he turned his eyes away, and no longer saw what happened.

The feeling of waiting for death like this is not good. Compared with him, he is more willing to die in ignorance.

"Hang him!"

A voice suddenly sounded from among the knights. It was as if sparks had ignited a huge gasoline barrel, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly rose.

The soldiers also put their hands around their mouths and shouted hard: "Hang him!"

The deafening sound enveloped a radius of five or six kilometers, and the few birds in the sky were driven farther by the extremely loud sound.

Some beasts that were searching for food in the snow were frightened and fled from this place where there are countless terrifying erect apes, and the squirrels in the trees were also frightened and hurried back to their tree holes, for fear of those terrible two-legged beasts Come grab your own winter nuts.

After being shouted by everyone, the executioner was also elated.

He pretended to kick the chair away fiercely, making the cheers of the soldiers even more deafening.

Leiner looked at these soldiers with some helplessness, they were all subordinates of his vassals, and Leiner's own army was still standing there obediently, motionless.

Unexpectedly, the executioner seemed to be deliberately playing with the feelings of the soldiers. The right foot that should have been able to kick the chair suddenly stopped, and Earl Zhebo was still standing on it unscathed.

"Hush!"

"fraud!"

"go to hell!"

The executioner seemed to enjoy the feeling of manipulating the soldiers' emotions,

Following the example of the actors, he saluted the audience, and then instantly kicked the chair that Earl Zhebo was stepping on amidst boos.

"Wow!"

"oh!"

Many people were taken aback, and then fell silent.

At this time, Earl Zhebo was hanging tightly on the noose, and his limbs reacted uncontrollably by the brain - convulsions.

After convulsing for about forty seconds, Earl Zhebo finally stopped struggling, his limbs drooped naturally, hanging on the rope motionless, like bacon being cured.

The breathing of the soldiers gradually became heavy, and the vassals beside Leiner were also gasping for breath. Their eyes were red, and their cheeks were also red.

Even the tips of some people's noses were turning red, and it was unknown whether it was because of excitement or the cold from the weather.

In just a split second, the scene suddenly boiled up, countless soldiers hugged together to celebrate this great victory, and so did the knights, they beat the chests of their comrades in arms to celebrate the victory of the war.

Reiner's vassals also congratulated each other with smiles on their faces, and even the lively ones, like those soldiers, hugged other lords and did not let go.

It's finally over. The confrontation and panic for more than a year finally came to an end at this moment. They no longer have to worry about being afraid that they and their family will be destroyed by Earl Zhebo at any time.

After paying the tragic price of the Battle of Babsburg, they finally got what they deserved. Although all of this had to be divided by Reiner himself, they believed that their lord would not treat them badly.

The deafening shouts and cheers were also heard by the soldiers who were escorted to Petry Fort, and they understood that Earl Zhebo was dead.

However, it was strange that each of them felt any sadness or loss, but instead had a faint feeling of relief in their hearts.

But those captured lords were different. They were all lords who were still obsessed with choosing to support Earl Zhebo after receiving the news of being transferred to Reiner.

This defeat, the desperation and fear in their hearts can be imagined, and the sound of cheers reaching their ears aroused the deep fear in their hearts.

Reiner looked at Earl Zhebo, who had become a corpse in front of him, and couldn't help but relax in his heart.

Speaking of which, he was under a lot of pressure during the confrontation with Earl Zhebo. No matter what he said, Earl Zhebo had the upper hand. It was very difficult to win the battle, but he exhausted all methods in Lena After that, it was finally a victory.

Showing a knowing smile, Leiner hugged and celebrated with his vassals one by one. Afterwards, some of the soldiers left in Fort Petry were responsible for guarding the defeated army of more than 2,000 people, while the rest of the soldiers It was to follow Lena to their final goal, Mecaron City.

At this time, the city of Mecaron was already in a panic. As the heir of this territory, Sir Fata naturally had many people who knew him, and the way he came back from the outside in a state of embarrassment also fell into the eyes of many people.

Although they didn't reveal what the situation of the war was like, they could tell from their looks that the form was definitely not good.

For a time, the entire city of Mecaron was filled with gossip.

Earl Zhebo has been defeated and killed, Earl Rainer's army will arrive soon, and Earl Rainer is going to massacre the city of Mecaron.

In just one afternoon, such rumors seemed to have grown wings and spread throughout the city at an extremely fast speed.

"Masters! Now more and more people are fleeing outside, and even our residents have abandoned us!" The One-Life Knight pushed the door and rushed in and said to the few people who were struggling together.

"Okay! I got it!" Sir Fata said impatiently. He is now in a mess, his mind is almost in chaos. Countless things have been knotted in his mind like this. Father's grief, he was about to collapse.

"We have to act like a countermeasure!" The courtier in charge of city defense sat in front of Sir Fata, tapped the table with his fingers lightly and rhythmically, and looked at him deeply.

Just as Sir Fata and the others were in a state of desperation, a maid rushed into Mekasha's room in a hurry.

At this time, Mekasha looked quite depressed, and she was praying in the prayer room in her room wearing a black plain dress.

There is a lover on one side, and a father on the other. She doesn't want either party to be hurt. Her father's defeat or Leiner's defeat in battle are both things she doesn't want to see, and now she is the most sad.

The maid looked around, but she didn't find Mekasha, so she pushed open the door of the prayer room and rushed in.

This immediately startled Mekasha, and before she could speak, the maid said anxiously: "Miss, it's not good! My lord count! My lord, he is very likely to be defeated in the face of it!"