Osveld and little Pyne presented Arrold with the head of the Quinton patriarch, killing the leader of the enemy side on the battlefield is a great achievement, if it is a noble-born squire, it may be promoted to sir, when Arold asks Ausveld and little Pyne what kind of reward they expect, this makes Ausveld and little Pyne excited, this is a golden opportunity.

"Uh, uh~~~." Oswald got down on one knee excitedly, trying to say something to Arold, but Osborne shattered one of his molars, making half of his face swollen, so that when he spoke, it was impossible to understand what he was saying.

"We are willing to take your service and attack the Quinton family's village as the highest reward." Little Pyne, who was beside him, saw that Osvid was speechless at this time, and immediately spoke to Arrod in his place.

"What?" Arold was a little surprised when he heard this, the two young squires did not ask for money or land, or even for promotion, but only continued to attack the Quinton family village in their service, what kind of reward was this?

"Whew." Osvid was also stunned, he looked at little Pyne beside him, this was not what he was asking for a reward at all, but if he tried to oppose it at this time, he would put his life and death friend in danger, so he had to bow his head and acquiesce.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" Arold was amused, but he thought it was a young man's attempt to get over the general's addiction, so he rode on his horse and nodded at them. "I appoint the two of you as temporary commanders, and command this army to attack the villages of the Kunton tribe until this mission is completed, and your command will not be relieved."

"Thank you, Lord Count." Little Pyne quickly knelt down and said to Arrod, and Osvid beside him reluctantly did the same, and they were now in command of this army of 100 men.

"Good luck to you, I'm waiting for your good news at the port." Arold smiled at them, turned his horse's head and led his escort back to the port, this battle made him feel a little tired, and he needed to rest well when he returned to the palace.

"Small. Woo. Pine, what are you talking about? Osvid stood up and covered his cheeks, and complained to little Pyne that he could have taken this opportunity to ask the Earl for a higher status. It seems that it is also in the soup.

"Don't worry about my friend. Think about it, if you conquer the village of the Kuntons. This merit will of course go to the commander. Little Pine enlightened his friend, and when he heard this, Osvid suddenly realized that his achievements as a soldier were certainly not as great as those achieved as a general. This made him laugh instantly.

The reason why Arold dared to hand over his army to two young squires was to test their command ability on the one hand, and on the other hand, the Kunton tribe, who had been defeated and even the patriarch had been killed, was no longer a concern, and it could be said that they had become a flock of frightened birds hiding in the village, and a large number of young men were lost in this field battle, and they were no longer able to resist the attack of Arold's army, and there was only stubborn resistance and surrender in front of them.

"Forward~~~." Pine Jr. and Osvid rode on their horses and ordered the soldiers who had taken a break and cleaned up the battlefield, and although the soldiers were surprised that Arold had sent two young men as commanders, even they knew that the defeat of the Quintons was predestined.

"Commander, do these captives need to be escorted to the port?" During the island's civil war, many Quinton captives were captured, and they were sold into slavery, as the Vikings were accustomed to.

"Take these captives and kill them outside the village if their families are not willing to surrender to us." Little Pine had other plans for these people, he wanted to demoralize the Quintons.

"Well, sir." The fisherman Taber and the others looked at each other, they didn't expect the young commander to be so ruthless, but after they joined this war, they could only obey orders, they had sworn allegiance to Arold with their own reputation and soul, not to mention that Arold allowed them to keep the spoils of war they had obtained on the battlefield.

"Ah~~~." The captured captives were chained with ropes, one by one, escorted by the guards, following the army attacking their homeland, and when they came to the outside of the Quinton village, it was already dark, and little Pine and Osvid had the soldiers camp in the forest outside the wooden fence of the village, and a small stone bridge was built over the stream, and on the other side of the stone bridge was the village where the Quintons gathered, and they looked at the invaders outside in fear, while all kinds of rumors circulated in the village, The most common rumor is that the patriarch Osborne has been killed.

"This can't be, how can our leader be killed so easily." Many of the Quintons did not believe this rumor, they had seen Osborne's strength and bravery, and no one dared to imagine that they would be victorious without Osborne's leadership.

The night was hard for the people of the village, but for Arold's soldiers it was like a pre-victory safari, and the Vikings who belonged to Arold ate their food and made a loud noise, the content of which was nothing more than a mockery of the trapped, showing their cruel side to the weaker enemies Vikings, the campfire shone faintly in the forest, and the howls of wolves were heard from time to time in the quiet and dark forest, and they seemed to smell blood, And he became restless.

The next morning, as a thin mist filled the forest, Osvid sat beside a dying bonfire, his sword stuck in the ground and held it in both hands, his uninjured face resting on the hilt, and he snored from time to time, when the sound of his iron helmet being kicked around him was heard, which made Osveld wake up.

"What's going on? Did the enemy come over? Osvid clenched his sword in a sleepy eye, and shouted in anticipation, but it was only a movement from little Pyne.

"Good morning, it's time for us to strike." Little Pine smiled and patted his friend on the shoulder and said to Osveld.

"Okay, what do we do first?" Osvid stretched, and though he still didn't speak well, he was much better than he had been yesterday, and he had no real experience in commanding armies, and he was always lazy when the monks were teaching them military knowledge in the Angry Lion Castle, far less attentive than little Pyne.

"Take the captives up and hang Osborne's head on the flagpole." Little Pine gave the order in an orderly manner, and the Quintons behind the wooden fence of the village let out an exclamation of surprise when they saw Osborne's head on the flagpole, and when the captured Quintons appeared, their relatives began to cry and weep loudly, and the cries and noises echoed over the village.

"Surrender, you have lost, surrender to Lord Earl Arrod, the ruler of Zealand, and regret your rebellion." A Viking sent to persuade him to surrender shouted to the Quintons.

"Phew, you lackeys, you who have turned your backs on the gods, you will be cursed, may your bodies rot and stink, even pigs will not want to eat, and your souls will never reach the temple." The words of the Confessor caused a wave of curses among the Quintons, especially when they learned that it was two small children who led the army.

"We've been underestimated." Little Pine rode his horse and looked at the Quintons behind the wooden fence, and the sneering and cursing sounded again, but he didn't look worried.

"You're still laughing, what now? Storming. Auswid felt a bit of a headache, and sure enough, they were too young and had so little experience to know how to command an army.

"Well, go and pull that captive to the creek and cut off his head." Little Pyne raised his right hand and pointed at a captive, commanding Tabor, the fisherman.

"Now?" Fisherman Tabor asked, surprised.

"Yes, go and do what I command." The smile on Pyne's face became a little cold and ruthless, and Tabor, the fisherman, had no choice but to step forward, grab a Quinton captive, drag him to the stone bridge, and make him fall to his knees, probably feeling something, the captive was tied hand and foot, and seemed to have a little weakness in his legs and staggered.

"Puff~~." Tabor, the fisherman, raised his tomahawk and aimed it at the back of the captive's neck, and with the knife in his hand, a head rolled down into the river, and the body that had lost its head fell to the bank of the river, and streams of red blood flowed into the clear water, and the body of the captive whose head had been cut off shook violently with muscular reaction.

"Ah~~~." From the village of the Quintons came the screams and cries of a woman, and it seemed that the executed captives were her family, perhaps husbands or brothers, and the shock of the public execution of a captive was almost speechless to the Quintons, and the woman's crying and screaming were intertwined with the strange silence, which was particularly eerie.

"He, he, and him." Little Pine didn't end it, he pointed to a few more captives, the people who were ordered were pulled down to the bank of the river, and they were executed one by one, the stream had completely turned red, and the rows of headless corpses that fell not only made the Quintons feel terror, but even the soldiers on Arrod's side couldn't help but turn around and vomit, it was one thing to fight each other on the battlefield and kill the enemy, but now it was another thing to execute the captives who were tied up one by one.

"Stop, stop little Pyne, what are you doing here?" Osvid's face turned pale, when had he ever seen such a Shura scene as a noble child, he couldn't help but grab little Pyne's arm and said.

"Persuade me to surrender." Little Pine blinked, not understanding why Osveld would stop him, he ignored Osveld and let the people who persuaded him to surrender once again announce that if they didn't open the door and surrender, then it wouldn't be long before a family member would be executed, this time no Quinton dared to laugh at him, they even felt that they were facing a demon from the world of purgatory. (To be continued......)