Black Iron Crown

There is a gray scene in the sky, the climate in March oh I have not escaped from the winter, the haze is shrouded in the whole world, as if the gods that exist above the nine heavens have set their eyes here, paying attention to this A war in which mortals blocked the fate of the country.

That's right, this is a war that concerns the fate of millions of people. If Reiner wins, his empire and the entire Moreland family will continue and gain supreme glory.

Once the battle is defeated, the vassals and courtiers following Leiner, the retired veterans, and the soldiers in the northern border will all receive a big purge early, and the wealth they have accumulated with great difficulty will be plundered.

The Moland family will also face a huge disaster. It is not surprising that countless people of noble blood and high status will lose their territories, wealth, and even their lives.

Reiner took a deep breath, looked at the courier with a distorted expression, a sharp voice, and the humble courier who almost stuck his head into the soil, and licked his chapped lips.

"Wend!" Reiner shouted, and Wende, who had been by his side all the time, hurriedly stood up.

"Bring five hundred volunteer troops! Go support Baron Kerim on the left wing! Try to ensure that the left wing will not be defeated!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Wind replied loudly. As a lord, he did not lead his own army to fight, but was kept by Reiner's side.

Now that the left wing is in danger, he has naturally become the best candidate.

Leiner's heart also began to feel a little uncertain, because the reserve force he left behind the formation was only 1,500 people, and now he has 500 people, which means that to some extent he does not have enough troops. The army came to save the possible decline.

Baron Kerim increased the speed of his horse and held the lance under his armpit. Behind him were more than a dozen armored knights riding tall horses.

These dozen or so people don't seem like many, but in fact the momentum they created is still very impressive.

But at the same time, the enemy's knights also rushed over on their horses. Sir Kerim had not been a nobleman for a long time, but it was just long enough for him to be familiar with fighting on horseback.

Although he is not as good as some excellent old knights, he has enough experience after many battles.

He led the knights under his command to collide with the enemy.

In this small world, this is a life-and-death collision.

Fortunately, Baron Kerim had the upper hand, and he and his knights were well equipped.

Under the condition that the weight is acceptable, each knight has an armor with extremely good protection ability, which is due to the superior system of the northern border and a large amount of steel output.

After providing the real demand, the knights can buy steel at a very low cost price, and then arm themselves.

At the same time, the war horses under their crotch are all stallions produced in intermediate racecourses, and the excellent war horses bred are not at the same level as the enemy's horses.

Therefore, after paying the price of four people being killed in battle, Baron Kerim pierced through the enemy's knights, causing more than half of the opponent's casualties.

Seeing that there were only four enemy knights who could continue to fight, Baron Kerim made a decisive decision and rushed towards the side of the enemy infantry.

The infantry of the Jihad coalition army was still biting Baron Kerim's army array like wolves and tigers, and put all their eyes and energy on fighting with the infantry.

The sudden charge from the side by the enemy knights was beyond everyone's expectation. Such an impact brought great confusion to the Holy War Army.

The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. Baron Kerim led the remaining knights to charge among the enemies. Although the cavalry had a natural advantage over the infantry, the huge number of enemies still made Baron Kerim fall into a hard fight.

The war horse under his crotch suddenly let out a mournful cry, and a spear pierced through the gap between the damaged nail leaves.

A big hole was opened in the horse's chest, and Baron Kerim fell to the ground along with the horse.

"My lord!" Seeing this, the knights beside him immediately rushed over, dismounting one after another to drive away the gradually gathering enemy soldiers.

"How are you, my lord!" A knight ran to the side of Baron Kerim, saw that his body was pressed under the horse, and hurriedly called another knight to help carry the horse's body away.

Baron Kerim took off his helmet. His face had become extremely pale from the pain, and his lips could barely see the color of blood.

"My lord!" The knight helped Baron Kerim stand up from the ground, seeing his miserable condition, he couldn't help exclaiming.

At this time, Baron Kerim's right leg was broken, and his lower leg was almost bent into a support teacher. The armored leg hung on his body in an extremely twisted way, even swinging up and down.

"Protect your lord and evacuate!" His confidant knight shouted after seeing it, and then carried Baron Kerim on his back.

The rest of the knights also gave up their horses and clustered around Baron Kerim, fighting hard against the enemy and eliminating the surrounding enemies.

However, although the enemy fell into chaos for a while, after Baron Kerim fell from his horse and the knights dismounted collectively, they recovered a lot.

Compared with being afraid, they hoped to win meritorious deeds. Anyway, the opponent only had ten people, and there were hundreds of people on their own side. Even if the enemy was a heroic knight who had experienced many battles, there was no need to worry too much.

More and more people flocked to the direction of Baron Kerim, and at this time the soldiers under his command also began to counterattack hard.

Although he has not been a lord for a long time, it is enough for him to train his soldiers into fighters with certain combat effectiveness.

"Let me go, and let me be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!" Baron Kerim was already ashamed at this time, and his broken leg made him lose confidence in the future.

He couldn't fight any more. Most of the nobles were military lords. After losing a leg, he obviously couldn't continue to lead the army to fight.

"No, my lord, I will take you back, at least I should die with you! Our souls will return to the Holy Father together!" said the knight carrying him out of breath.

Several knights fell to the ground under the siege of the enemy. In the end, there were only three people left by Baron Kerim's side.

Although the soldiers under his command tried their best to get closer to Baron Kerim, they still couldn't break through the enemy's defense line.

Seeing the despair in the eyes of the vassals around him, Baron Kerim sighed, drew his long sword from his waist, and stood up straight with the support of a knight beside him.

"For our glory!"

Following his shout, the enemy troops surrounding Baron Kerim swarmed up and surrounded them tightly. The two knights rushed forward to fight the enemy to the death, but they still concentrated after killing five or six enemies. Drink hatred under the spear.

These knights did not disappoint the kindness of Baron Krim, they sacrificed their lives for honor and loyalty.

Even before they fell to the ground and lost consciousness, their eyes were still on Baron Kerim, worried about his safety.

This is the giri of knights.

This is the glory of the dark age.

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