Count Zhebo didn't think about it, obviously he had an absolute advantage, why he was like this.

　　 He has prepared both hands with his superior force to besiege the army of other lords so that he can't look at each other head and tail, and then use the same superior force to engage in a decisive battle with Lena's main army.

　　 No matter which side is the first to break through, it is an absolute victory. If he can win the army on the front battlefield, then the war can be ignored, and the victory directly belongs to them.

　　 Even if the frontal battlefield has been delayed for too long, the nobles who besieged the other royalist lords can also use their superior forces to destroy them, and then carry out raids from Renner's flank or rear. No matter what, it is a winning situation.

　　 However, he estimated the combat effectiveness of Rainer's army. Sergeant Merland might not be called very strong in single-handed combat, but fighting on the frontal battlefield is absolutely unique in the world.

　　 Even in the face of the perennial siege of the Kingdom of Swadia, they were not defeated by the opponent's powerful cavalry. Instead, they used the advantage of the terrain to crush the enemy's charge time and time again.

　　 They will not collapse even in the face of an overwhelming charge like the Swadia knights, not to mention a group of ordinary infantry with poor equipment, training and morale.

　　 Just when Rainer was full of red light in his hands, the accident happened suddenly. He only heard a noisy sound from behind him, followed by a violent collision of weapons and armor.

　　 He looked back and saw that the lords under Count Zhebo were leading the army to attack from behind him.

"Fuck! Where's Baron Belem? Even 30 minutes blocked..." Just as he was so flustered and wanted to scream, he saw that the banner of Baron Belem was mixed among these soldiers. .

　　 Standing on the small high platform, he can clearly see that the one standing with the other two lords under that banner is his former ally, Baron Belem.

　　 "My Lord Baron! Baron Belemmu has betrayed us! He has renounced our oath and united with the enemy!"

　　Leiner didn't reply, and he could see it without him speaking.

　　 "My Lord Baron! Now we have only a dozen retinues by our side, and the rest of the army is fighting on the front line! What should we do?" One of Rainer's retinues said eagerly beside him.

　　 I couldn't see Lena's expression under the helmet wrapped in it. He just listened to his flat voice saying: "Senior horse archers immediately harass the enemy and slow them down!"

　　 "Fuck! Bet!" Rainer made up his mind fiercely. If he had known it would be like this, he would not have been so eager to throw out the last hole card in his hand.

　　 Now if he still has an army in his hands, the situation will not become so embarrassing. Right now, he can only rely on less than twenty senior horse archers and more than a dozen warriors to ensure his safety.

But at this time, no army can move. He had this experience when he played the whole war. No matter which army moved, then their enemies would instantly become the most vicious. The hungry wolf rushed to bite fiercely.

　　On the battlefield, retreat usually means defeat. Even Sergeant Merland and the Golden Lion Guard who are pressing the enemy on the front battlefield will have doubts and morale will be affected.

Not to mention the militias who are blocking the enemy on the two wings. Their morale and will are far less than that of sergeants and armed soldiers. They themselves are already in a hard fight. If they receive news of retreat, they will definitely think that the war has been defeated. A rout is very likely to happen.

　　 So Rainer can only bet now that the knights can quickly crush the enemy's team and defeat the enemy completely before falling into the enemy's hand. Only in this way can he have a ray of life.

　　 I regret it... Reiner made the decision and was strange and a little melancholy: "Unexpectedly, in the end, I would rely on a group of retinues and riding shooters to ensure safety..."

He never thought of putting himself in danger before the war, because no matter how much damage you caused to the enemy on the battlefield, how many enemies you killed, as long as the enemy kills you, then it is a victory. Unquestioned victory.

　　 But now, the ever-changing battlefield has forced Reiner to put himself in danger. As for whether he can put him to death and live, it depends on the knights.

"My warriors, get ready for the battle. I will accompany you. We are here to fight the enemy to the death!" Rainer drew out the long sword from his waist. This sword has never been out of the sheath during this war. pass.

　　As the lord and the commander of this war, it is impossible for him to take risks on the battlefield himself, so the sight in his hand is reduced to a symbolic saber similar to the sword of the emperor.

　　 Of course, the Emperor Sword still exalts him a little bit too much. A small lord with a ruling range of less than a hundred miles is not qualified to call himself the emperor, so let's call it the Command Sword.

　　 holding the command sword~lightnovelpub.net~ he threw the scabbard on the small high platform and walked down step by step.

The squires looked at the Lord Baron walking next to them, and their chests were about to explode. They were the second sons of knights and were sent to Reiner as sergeants. In a few years, they would be officially canonized as no beloved. The trainee knight.

　　 They are eager for the glory of making meritorious deeds in their hearts. They are naturally very excited about the Lord Baron's willingness to fight with them today, and even many of them who died here feel that this is indifferent.

Glory, this is something that noble lords, large and small, from top to bottom in this era, are desperately pursuing. Reiner can’t understand it, but he respects it, because they can often make respect for these ideals and glory. He is encouraging about this.

At this time, Earl Zhebo was also betting. He had already seen his people appear behind Rainer. No one can withdraw troops at will. If the stalemate continues, there is still hope of victory, but Once he ordered the soldiers to retreat, it would definitely be defeated.

　　 A gambling game that determined the fate of two families, two lords, and two camps was quietly staged here. To be smaller, this is just a war that determines the outcome of the two northern lords.

　　 But if it gets bigger, this is an era gambling game that can change the destiny of the empire and the lords everywhere.

Rainer held his breath and looked at the slowly approaching enemy before him. He couldn't help but squeezed the long sword in his hand to make preparations for battle. The retinues beside him formed a circular battle formation, loyal to Rainer. Surrounded by protection.

　　 And at this time, Earl Zhebo's eyes were only left with a powerful cavalry team that swept toward the flanks of his own army with an incomparable impact and a flurry of dust.