"Let her come." The white knight looked at the girl who was desperately trying to step forward, and ordered his guards.

The guards heard the White Knight's order, and they brought the girl to the White Knight and Carlos, who quickly told the story of the incident, and the White Knight and Carlos looked at each other.

"Although the soldier's behavior was incorrect, the northern warrior killed him in violation of military orders, and I think he must be severely punished." Carlos said to the White Knight.

Carlos had already felt the fluctuation of morale, and if the mercenaries killed the serfs this time, he was afraid that the army that had been gathered and followed would collapse, so he tried his best to persuade the white knight to kill the northern warrior.

"What do you have to say?" The White Knight didn't make an immediate decision, he asked the Northern warrior standing in front of him.

"I killed that bug, and I accept whatever I want, but I have a request." The warrior of the north was unmoved, as if it was not he who was discussing the killing, but an unrelated person.

"You say." The White Knight nodded, and the mask and helmet couldn't see any of his expressions at all.

"We northerners believe in the god of war who is brave and fearless, and being simply executed will prevent my soul from entering the temple." The face of the northern warrior was slightly moved, he had no fear in the face of life and death, and he was worried about the bravery that he could not die.

"Understood." The White Knight had learned about the religion of the northern tribes, and knew that they would rather die on the battlefield than die in bed.

"My lord, a military order is a military order, and it cannot be easily changed." Carlos was still opposed, believing that only public executions could restore morale and order in the army.

Just as the White Knight hesitated, a sharp horn sounded, breaking the calm of the camp, and Carlos craned his neck in confusion to look around.

"Oh no, my lord, there's an army coming towards us." A herald cavalry ran in, jumped off his horse, and said to the White Knight, Carlos, and the others.

"It's the Duke of Bemessi's reinforcements." The white knight found a higher place, and as he stood there, he saw a small cavalry approaching from the wasteland, and he said to Carlos beside him.

"There aren't many of them." Carlos saw that it was only a small cavalry force, and said confidently to the White Knight.

"Don't you see that sign?" The white knight pointed to the banner of the cavalry, and Carlos was shocked when he looked closely, the solemn pattern clearly belonged to the Holy Church.

"Prepare to transfer!" The White Knight said to Carlos.

"But, however, they only have dozens of cavalry." Carlos said a little unwillingly.

"That's the Knight of Grace." The White Knight walked up to Carlos and whispered to him.

"Grace Knight? Damn, I'll send three hundred men to stop them. When the White Knight told Carlos that those men were Knights of Divine Grace, Carlos was in despair, and he had completely given up on how to destroy them, and could only think of how to delay these terrible warriors of the Lord and escape as soon as possible.

"No, three hundred is too little, half of them will be blocked, and we will go east." The White Knight said to Carlos immediately.

"Understood." Carlos knew that although the empire was in its heyday across the Wolf Strait and the southern Cise Coast, west to the Niubis Mountains, and east to the Hurricane Grassland, but with the continuous disputes of the imperial royal family and the rise of the princes one by one, the area that could really be ruled was greatly reduced, and the influence also returned to the central territory and the green moss wetlands, and moving east might be a good way out, but the White Knight abandoned half of the people who followed him so easily, even if Carlos understood that this was the safest way, he also had doubts in his heart.

After the White Knight gave Carlos a cruel order, he walked up to the northern warrior and, after looking at the other man, addressed the brave warrior.

"Now you can find your own temple of death." The White Knight said to the Northern Warrior.

The Divine Grace Knights slowly approached the forest camp unhurriedly, they knew that the other party would not leave easily if they were outnumbered, and although the number of their own side was small, no one knew their amazing destructive power.

"Your Excellency." Just as the northern warrior put on his armor again, carrying a round shield and a battle axe, the maiden squeezed in from the crowd and found him.

"I didn't do it for you." The northern warrior glanced at the maiden, and he said in a rude voice.

"Uh, me, I just wanted to give this to you." The girl did not expect the Northern warrior to say this, but she thought about it and mustered up the courage to untie a pendant from her neck, which was a rudimentary religious statue of a divine hand made of wood.

"I believe in the god of war of the north, a true warrior." The northern warrior put the round shield on his back, and he strode past the girl, completely ignoring her meaning, thinking that in this way she should consciously leave!

"I know, but the Lord God is the Creator of all, and He will protect good people like you." The girl stubbornly stepped forward, held the wooden pendant in front of the northern warrior, and said to him.

"I don't need to." With an impatient wave of his hand, the northern warrior knocked over the girl's hands, and the wooden pendant fell to the muddy ground, and a group of people trampled the pendant into the mud as they passed by.

"Nope." The girl knelt down anxiously, frantically searching through the crowd and the sludge, her hands unhesitantly peeling through the mud, and finally finding the pendant in the mud.

"Woohoo." Looking at the pendant stained with mud, the girl shed tears aggrievedly, she held the pendant and pushed the mud away with her hands, and then rubbed it her body, hoping to wipe the mud on the pendant clean.

"Give it to me." At this time, a pair of thick legs stood in front of the girl, and the northern warrior went and returned, and he bent down and said to the girl with a blank expression.

The girl happily wiped the tears from her face, and hurriedly handed the pendant to the northern warrior, who was not refusing her kindness, but the northern warrior looked around left and right, and he frowned.

"You leave with Lord Bai immediately, remember to follow them closely, so that you can survive." The Northern Warrior whispered a warning to the girl.

"Why?" The girl looked at the northern warriors in surprise, she didn't know why she was leaving, weren't they attacking the castle? The White Knight promised them that when the castle was conquered, the land would be divided equally among everyone, and everyone would have a good life and no more taxes.

"Don't ask so much, do what I say, the storm is coming, everyone take care of themselves!" The northern warrior looked at the stubborn maiden and said to her.

"What about you?" The girl looked at the northern warrior and asked him worriedly, the girl was not stupid, on the contrary, she was very smart and immediately understood the words of the northern warrior.