Bruce and the others hurriedly stepped forward to see their companion Edward first, the knight with superb swordsmanship fell to the ground, but Stukov stepped forward to check it, and there were no other injuries except for being unconscious.

"What about the Northern Warrior?" Baron Leopold also hurried forward, and he looked down the hillside, only to see that the small branches along the way were crushed, but there was no trace of Woolf.

"Send soldiers to search." Bruce turned to the soldier beside him and ordered, this northern warrior was terrifying, and he hoped to be able to capture or kill him at this time.

The Glinton militiamen hurriedly armed themselves and cautiously searched down the hillside, striking the grass and bushes with their spears, but for a while there was no movement.

"Boom~~." At this moment, the Duke of Bemessi and his vassals also arrived on the hill, and Bruce and Baron Leopold stepped forward to greet the somewhat embarrassed Duke.

"Your Excellency, the Duke." The two barons stood side by side in front of the Duke of Bemessi, and they bowed to the Duke of Bemessi.

"Two adults, where is the body of the White Knight?" Duke Bemessi was impatient to see the corpse of the White Knight, the hateful rebel leader who, under the banner of the heir of the White King, turned his territory upside down, and even defeated his alliance with the nobles several times, leaving him in disgrace.

"Here." Bruce beckoned, and several soldiers, armed with spears with the heads of white knights, carried the corpses of the lost heads to the duke and nobles.

"Oh, that's the infamous rebel." The nobles stepped forward to inspect the corpse of the White Knight, and their eyes widened to see what the White Knight, who could defeat them, had three heads and six arms.

"I see." But when they saw the head, the nobles were a little disappointed, and the head was too plain.

"Anyway, we've won the battle." Sir Hilton said to the Duke of Bemessi.

"Yes, those hateful rebels have also fled in all directions, but they must not be let go so easily, I will order the deputy of the castle, and the magistrates of the district to pursue them, and once they are caught, they will be hanged without trial." Duke Bemessi said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, Lord Duke." The nobles shouted in unison excitedly, although Bruce felt that the duke's blow was too big, but this was a matter of the duke's own territory, and he couldn't say anything more.

"Lord Duke, this time we were able to defeat the rebels thanks to Lord Bruce and Lord Leopold, should we give a reward?" Sir Hilton glanced at Bruce and Baron Leopold, and said to Duke Bemothy.

"Yes, that's right." Duke Bemessi glanced at the nobles beside him, he knew that if he couldn't give the two of them a proper reward, he was afraid that he would reduce his prestige among the nobles.

However, the Duke of Bemessi was slightly embarrassed, his territory must have suffered greatly from this rebellion, and he also promised the church eleven taxes, which he really didn't want to give.

While the Duke of Bemessi was in a dilemma, Bruce was calculating, and he found that the Duke of Bemessi's eastern territory had a vast plain, and the geographical location was relatively superior, with a river running through the entire territory from north to south.

"Lord Duke." Bruce decided that instead of waiting for Duke Bemessi to speak, he might as well try to see if he could have a place in the land.

"Huh?" Duke Bemessi looked at Bruce in confusion.

"If the honorable Duke wants to reward me for my merits, and if my deeds are worthy of this honor, can you give me a piece of land here, and I am willing to build a castle here to guard the Duke for generations." Bruce said, clasping his fingers in leather straps and spreading his feet apart, as he stood with Duke Bemesey.

"Oh, is that all you ask?" Duke Bemessi asked with some disbelief as his brows furrowed when he heard this.

"When, of course." Bruce was a little surprised, but he mustered up the courage to make this request to the Duke of Bemessi, land is very precious in the concept of the Celestial Empire, and every dynastic war is ultimately a matter of land, but Duke Bemessi seems to be very happy.

"Yes, if Lord Baron Bruce wants to guard this place for me, I can hand over County Theodore to you to take care of it, and from today onwards, Lord Bruce, you will be County Warden Theodore." Duke Bemessi drew his sword and pointed upward.

"Yes, thank you, Lord Duke." Bruce listened and thought, Duke Bemessi doesn't look at the war very well, but he is indeed an old fox, and letting himself be a county guard is actually a free job for the duke, although the county guard can do whatever he wants in the county, but he can only be a one-term term, and he cannot be hereditary like his own territory, and he must also bear the obligation to pay taxes to the duke.

But despite the 10,000 grass and mud horses in his heart, Bruce decided to take on the responsibility, he knelt down on one knee, let the duke slap his back with his sword, and in the presence of the nobles, the duke swore that he would give Bruce the official appointment letter as soon as he returned to his court.

"Lord Duke, it's a pleasure to have a county guard, but besides that, should you give you something more to show your generosity, Lord Duke?" Although Bruce didn't care, Sir Hilton on the side couldn't stand it, and he said to Duke Bemessi.

"Well, well, Lord Baron Bruce, what else do you want?" The Duke of Bemessi also had 10,000 grass and mud horses for Sir Hilton in his heart, and his heart was endless, but in front of the nobles, he couldn't regret it, so he had to ask.

"Lord Duke, there is a shortage of qualified war horses in my territory, can you lend some good war horses from your duke's stables for breeding." Bruce glanced at Sir Hilton gratefully, and he hurriedly said to Duke Bemessi.

"Borrow a war horse, my lord, are you sure you can raise it yourself?" Duke Bemessi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, war horses are the most important strategic materials in this era, and qualified war horses are very difficult to raise.

"Yes." Bruce nodded affirmatively, he knew that if he wanted to cultivate a strong combat power in this era, he would never be able to do it without a horse.

"No need to borrow it, I'll give you twenty good horses." Duke Bemessi said without hesitation, but also to gag Sir Hilton's mouth.

"What are you, Lord Baron?" Sir Hilton was a little surprised, and at the same time glared at Bruce anxiously, originally he thought that Bruce should at least ask the duke for a fief, but he didn't expect that it was just some war horses, although the war horses are valuable, but there are fiefs there that are valuable.