Cloade stood above the canyon, looking at the iron-inlaid leather armor and exquisite mail armor worn on the corpses of the knights in the canyon, as well as the excellent knight swords scattered on the ground, his eyes flashed with excitement and ambition.
In addition to these equipment, on the other side of the valley, there are war horses belonging to these knight orders. Next to the war horses are the knight guns of those knights or knight attendants.
"It was a fantastic victory!"
Cloade thought so.
With these war horses and weapons and equipment, Clode was able to raise the strength of their rebel army to several levels.
At this time, the coalition of nobles from the northern county and the coalition of nobles from the southern county were confronting each other in front of Masburg at the junction of the three counties. In his opinion, the coalition of nobles from the northern county was weaker than the coalition of nobles from the southern county.
After all, compared to the rich South County, the barren North County is like a rural place, and the two are not at the same level.
If it was before, Cloade absolutely did not think that the coalition of nobles in the North County could resist the coalition of nobles in the South.
But now, his thinking has changed.
Because, there is their rebel army. Due to their frenzied destruction, killing, and destruction, the situation in the South County Territory was in a mess, making the top nobles need to stay in the manor with a large number of troops to defend against them.
This undoubtedly indirectly weakened Nanling County's war potential against Beijun Territory.
The North County led the noble coalition army, with a total of 30,000 to 40,000 soldiers, while the South County led the noble coalition army, which originally had 20,000 cavalry, but now only has 15,000 cavalry. The strength of the army is far from that of the North County leader. It is better than the North County Territory.
From this point of view, the aristocratic coalition forces of the North County and the South County are likely to lose both sides.
As Cloade thought about it, a strong ambition flashed in his eyes.
If the coalition forces of the nobles of the North County and the South County were really hurt, he might be able to lead the rebel army to clean up the mess, benefit from the chaos, and further enhance the strength of the rebel army.
As long as the strength of the rebel army has increased to a certain level, he can use it as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Cameron, the Duke of the Lion, and he may be able to plan to become a nobleman.
Thinking of this, Cloade's heart became infinitely hot.
If he can obtain the status of nobility, then he will be able to wash away his humiliation of being a slave for the past ten years.
Rolf glanced at Cloade, and it was as if Cloade's fantasy had been seen through at a glance, and a strong sense of ridicule flashed in his eyes.
This poor guy who doesn't even know his own situation is still dreaming unrealistic dreams.
The existence of the rebel army has broken through the bottom line that the noble class can tolerate. If the rebel army succeeds, the cornerstone of the aristocracy's rule will be shaken. The nobles will never allow the rebel army to break the rules of the game.
Annihilation is bound to come!
"But this is better and more convenient to use!"
Rolf thought to himself.
With a bright smile on his face, he turned to Cloade, "Mr. Cloade!"
Cloade hurriedly withdrew from his fantasy, and said respectfully: "Mr. Rolf, what are your orders?"
Even though the rebel army has achieved a huge victory, and their strength will increase a lot after obtaining the spoils, Cloade still maintains his respect for Rolf. This victory, after all, was with the help of Rolf. acquired.
Moreover, behind Rolf, five Sarion lion knights in heavy armor and full-face helmets, with only a pair of indifferent eyes leaking out, gave him great pressure.
Rolf restrained his complexion, showed a serious expression, and said, "Now, I have solved this big trouble for you, and I hope that Mr. Cloade can abide by the covenant between us!"
Although Rolf was quite proud of having wiped out a part of the South County Territory's vital forces through the rebel army, his purpose has not changed.
Let the rebel army directly attack the coalition of nobles in the south county from the back when the coalition of nobles in the north and the coalition of the nobles in the south county are fighting.
Attacking back and forth, the coalition forces of Nanling County were directly annihilated, and the obstacle for his lord Kant to take over the Nanjun Territory was removed.
Of course, this is just a statement in the covenant.
Rolf, who is known as a villainous aristocrat, will abide by this covenant, only God knows.
There was a strange look in Cloade's eyes, and he didn't shirk this time when he had an idea in his heart, and he responded straightforwardly: "Mr. Rolf, please don't worry, you just need to inform me of the time to start the war. I will definitely show up on time and fulfill the covenant."
With the idea of leading the rebel army to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, Cloade wanted to wait until the aristocratic coalition forces of the North County and South County were both defeated, and he wanted to take both.
But he didn't know that his thoughts had long been in Rolf's eyes. Since Rolf dared to invite him, how could he have nothing to do with him
In the dark night, on the plain road in Nanjun, more than 400 figures were running wildly. Among these figures, some people looked back from time to time to make sure that there were no pursuers behind them, so they felt a little relieved.
"My lord, huh, there is a, huh, an abandoned farm nearby, can we, huh, take a rest there?"
Among these figures, someone suddenly said this. He was panting quickly, his voice was a little weak, and his voice was full of expectation.
These fleeing figures were none other than the knights of the Southern Commander's Knights who had escaped from the canyon of the previous battle.
After a tragic breakout battle, there were only 438 of them left, one grand knight, 100 official knights, and the remaining 337 were knight attendants.
These were not the only people who had escaped from the siege, but there were more than 20 people who were on the way to escape. Due to serious injuries and bleeding, they died directly, and more people had sadness and despair on their faces.
Even now, all of them were wounded, and the strongest knight was hit by two arrows on his shoulder where the plate armor couldn't reach.
"Yes, my lord. Even on horseback, it will take two days to get back to our previous defensive front line from here. If we continue running like this, the little energy we have left will soon be exhausted. If we encounter If we are in danger, we will not have any strength to protect ourselves. Moreover, we all have injuries on our bodies."
Another knight spoke.
The big knight running at the front slowed down, was quiet for a moment, and said, "Lead the way!"
What the subordinates said is not wrong, in their state, they won't last long.
If the enemy really wanted to pursue them, they should have caught up long ago. After all, their horses would definitely be captured by the opponent.
However, the other party never showed up, which meant that the other party had no intention of chasing them at all.
Even though it was so tragic, the great knight still secretly despised the rebel army in his heart.
"The mob is the mob, and such a fighter doesn't know how to grasp it!"
Then he thought that it was such a group of mobs who defeated the 5,000 elite heavy cavalry unit he led, and his mood became even more gloomy.
However, what these people didn't expect was that when they escaped from the canyon, they were already picked up by someone.
It's just that the people who followed them were far away, so they didn't let them find out.
(end of this chapter)