Black Iron Crown

"Ha! It's not your fault?"

In the temporary camp of the rebels, the lord who questioned Frant let out a sharp laugh.

"Who else is wrong if it's not your fault?" If you can wipe out that damned Earl Reiner in our granary, he won't sneak up on the frontal battlefield. "

"How could we have failed without his sneak attack? The Mollander family has already been defeated by us. If it weren't for Earl Rainer who launched a surprise attack from behind us, how could the war fail!"

"If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid we would already be drinking in the Tesca Palace to celebrate our victory!"

The nobleman waved his hands fiercely, and shouted hysterically at Frante, his neck and face flushed.

"Yes! You stupid pig!"

"Why didn't Earl Rainer be eliminated?"

"If you don't remember being stupid, we will never fail!"

All the lords questioned Frante loudly.

"You..." Frante was too angry to speak.

In such a situation, even she has nothing to do. She is so helpless now that she is full of wit and tricks on the battlefield.

"What are you talking about! Can you blame Sir Frante for this? You have also seen the invincibility of the knights under Earl Rainer. Which knight in our hands can compete with them?"

Finally, a lord couldn't bear it anymore and spoke out against it.

Frante's performance in the war had been fully impressed before, and that series of eye-catching behaviors and his daily life made them very fond of her.

"That is, the knights of the northerners are so powerful that no one is sure to destroy them. Can you destroy them if you let you go?"

"But..." The lord wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Earl Lorrance: "Okay, now is not the time to pursue responsibility, although Sir Frant failed to stop Earl Rainer and caused the war The failure, but now we should discuss how to return to the territory across hundreds of kilometers!"

When Frante heard this, the expression on his face under the helmet changed drastically. He gave Earl Lorrance a meaningful look, and then stopped talking.

She knew that her previous performance had threatened Earl Lorrance's status among the rebels, so it was normal to suppress her like this.

"Search carefully to see if there are any villages missing in the vicinity. If we persist, we will definitely be able to return to the south. When we reach Creek Castle, we will have enough supplies, right Sir Farrant?"

The Duke of Ans cast a veiled glance at Earl Lorrance, showing a subtle smile.

"..."

The open space froze in an instant, and there were more than 35,000 people. Even after a fiasco, there were still more than 20,000 people. The supplies needed for more than 20,000 mouths were definitely an astronomical figure.

The Southern Territory itself has planted a large amount of economic crops such as flax and sisal vegetables for gold coins. The food production is not large. If food is really to be produced, I am afraid that it will take less than half a month to empty out the entire Creek. fort.

After a while, Frant said with a smile: "Duke Ans, you are joking, the support in a short period of time is naturally no problem,

But Fort Creek is, after all, a poor place close to the north. It must be more than enough to feed so many mouths, but we can still afford the supplies for a few days! "

While the lords of the rebel army were discussing, a sentry suddenly rushed into the temporary tent.

"My lords, Molande... The men of Molande are coming!"

The soldier dressed roughly and said in a panic.

"What? Are they chasing you?" the lords asked loudly almost in unison.

"Yes, it is……"

"Damn! How could they come at this time!"

"It's been two days, why are they chasing me now!"

"where are they?"

"Let's go!"

"Retreat as soon as possible! The knight of Earl Rainer is not something we can resist!"

These rebel lords were frightened and noisy, they had been frightened by the defeat of the last battle.

"Quiet! Be quiet, all!" Sir Farrant yelled.

When it was quiet, all the lords turned their attention to her.

"Where have they been? How far is it from us? How many people are there?" Frant walked up to the soldiers.

"We are only ten kilometers away, only ten kilometers! They have a lot of people, very many, at least four or five thousand!"

"Four or five thousand people?" Frant thought carefully in his heart.

"Get ready to fight!" Frante looked at Earl Lorrance, who was the most prestigious among the lords present.

"..."

All the rebel lords have set their sights on Earl Llorans, and now, Earl Lorrance and Frante have almost become the backbone of everyone.

After a moment of silence, he slowly opened his mouth: "The enemy only has four to five thousand people... and we have 20,000 people here, let's fight!"

"Let them see that although we are defeated, we will never let anyone bully us!"

Lord Lorance drew his sword.

"war!"

The rest of the rebel lords also drew out their long swords and shouted loudly.

Seeing that there were so many people following him as soon as he gave an order, Earl Lorrance had a meaningful smile on his face.

"Are you sure the enemy is ahead?"

"Yes, my lord, the enemy didn't go far in two days, and we found them easily!"

"Very good! Go ahead!"

At this time, the rebels were already in full battle, and it took them just half an hour to organize the formation.

Although this speed is far inferior to that of Leiner's northern border army, or even the rest of the northern lord's army, it has greatly improved compared to their previous formation speed.

"The enemy has discovered us!" Earl Antal looked at the enemy in front of him solemnly, and said to the few people beside him.

"No way, if we go back now, we will definitely be ridiculed by those people, let's defeat them, anyway, the enemy is also our defeat!"

However, he forgot, or selectively ignored, that they were defeated before, and it was Leiner's sneak attack that turned the situation around.

"Line up! Everyone line up!" When the counter-rebel army arrived in front of the rebel army, the lords began to shout loudly.

They set up a small square formation one by one, with each lord as the commander, preparing to launch an attack on the enemy.

The formation of the soldiers on both sides was not strict, and when they were about to approach hand-to-hand combat, they were almost scattered.

"Kill them!" The lords of both sides shouted almost simultaneously.

In the first collision between the two sides, most of the casualties came from the rebel side, but their disadvantage in equipment was too great.

At least half of the soldiers of the Judgment Army are wearing iron armor, which can offset the opponent's attack.

However, in such a situation, there was a clear stream in the formation of the rebels.

They are Farland's army. ...

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