Baron Deforni was accompanied by only two knights at this time, and they dragged the baron's horse to run out of the battlefield, Baron Deforni rode alone and lost his soul, and his mind still echoed the figures of the two knights who rode the same horse, he shouldn't have been so embarrassed, it was all because of that guy, the hateful guy.

When Baron Dufany was about to retreat under the persuasion of the Saxon knights, he had just moved from his position, and Arrod, who was behind Yves on horseback, stabbed a sergeant with his sword, and when Arold raised his head, he accidentally saw the square flag representing the baron waving to the side and rear, and he suddenly remembered that in a certain island country game, there was a clan of Sanada that was good at positional rumor strategy, so he raised his voice and shouted.

"The general of the Saxons fled, and the general of the Saxons fled." Arold didn't know that the banner represented the nobleman, so he had to shout out that the Saxon general had fled, but fortunately everyone was Germanic, and there was no problem with the language.

"Baron Defoni has fled, Baron Defoni has fled, rush, catch him." Fortunately, there are nimble guys in the knights of Mason, who immediately reacted and shouted loudly when they heard Arold's words, and accurately called out the identity of the leader, and then they couldn't help but let the baron's soldiers look back, and they really saw the baron's banner retreating, and immediately thought that the baron was going to abandon them, so the fighting spirit was completely lost, many people fled outside the battlefield, and a small number of people dropped their weapons in disappointment.

"Chase." Arold simply stood on horseback, holding Yve's shoulder with one hand and brandishing his sword with the other, shouting in the direction of the baron's flight.

"Damn pigs, I can't spare you." Baron Defoni's retreat turned into a rout, and the more morale-boosting Mason knights were in hot pursuit, but the hardest and closest was Arrod, who cursed and panted for his life.

"Gray Law ~~~~." The Saxon knights, who were unfamiliar with the terrain, took Baron Dufany to a stream, and they tried to wade through the stream but did not know why the stream was so fast, and the knights in heavy armor were almost drowned in the knee-high stream, so they had to be helped back to the shore, when the sound of horses' hooves was heard behind them.

"Look at these stupid guys, they actually ran to a dead end." Arold and Yves looked at the saxon knights, who were drenched and barely drew their swords to keep Baron Dufany in their back.

"What do you want?" Baron Dufany felt that this was really the worst moment of his life, and knew that the war was so boring, and that it was better to hide in his manor and drink, flirt with the maid, and live a leisurely life, but why did he have to waste his financial resources to suffer such a crime. But for the sake of his own life, he decided to make a deal with these two knights, depending on whether the other party was willing to take the bait.

"Of course I caught you, Lord Baron." Arold jumped off his horse and aimed his sword at the two soaking knights, exhausted and diminished by the continuous escape.

"I understand, but if you catch me, you just want a ransom, as long as you let me go, I can send someone to give you enough ransom, and I can swear to God Lu with my title." Baron Defoni raised his hand, made an oath, and said with a solemn expression.

"Well, this omits a lot of formalities." Arold pretended to be interested, but when he turned his back on the Saxons, he winked at Yve, and Yves smiled knowingly, and he knew that Arold must have some idea.

"Aha, it looks like we've agreed, great, do you have a pen and paper? Or I can give you my ring as a token. Baron Dufoney breathed a sigh of relief, and he pulled off his chainmail gloves and prepared to take off his ring.

"Oh, okay." Arold stepped forward to take the ring, and the two Saxon knights were nervously on guard, and Arold glanced at Baron Defourny, who immediately waved his hand at his men.

"Well, here you go, this is a real ruby." Baron Dufone took off his ring and handed it to Arrod, and he thought to himself that this hillbilly, when I go back to my cousin, the Duke of Cosaxony, I must kill you lowly Mason knights cleanly.

"Ruby, it's the first time I've seen it." Arold pretended to be watching, and grabbed Baron Defoni's hand and dragged him off his horse with all his might, and the baron fell to the ground and screamed, and the two Saxon knights roared and raised their swords and rushed forward.

"Drive it~~~." Yves slammed the horse's belly and rushed up to stop the Saxon knights, his huge and burly body combined with the height of the horse stunned the two Saxon knights on the spot.

"This is what you killed the villagers, this is what you burned down the village, and you injured our people, and you made you disobey the law and discord with the society." Arold stepped over Baron Dufoni's body, aimed at his eyes, nose and mouth, and said as he struck.

"Wow, wow~~~." Baron Defoone had never encountered such a situation in his life, even the captured nobles would treat him with courtesy on the battlefield, but this knight who did not follow the routine actually threw his fist at himself, but this pain was really worse than death, he whimpered, his eyes were red and swollen, his mouth and nose were bloody, and he looked at Arrod pitifully.

"My brother, take them to General Ralph when you've had enough." Yves didn't care if Arold beat the baron, anything would happen on the battlefield anyway, just a living baron could get a better price.

"Enough fighting, if he's not honest, I don't care about beating him up again." Arold shook his fist, he had just accidentally hit the baron's helmet, it was really a hard thing, so he kicked the baron in the head in retaliation when he got up, what a bad habit he had developed in school, if only there were bricks, he thought so.

Arold escorted Baron Dufoni, who had been beaten into panda eyes, to join General Ralph, and when the sun was about to set, the Mason knights cleaned up the battlefield and sang triumphant songs and led the captives to Duke Mason's castle, this time the loss was less than half of the team, the wounded supported each other, and the dead were buried on the spot.

"To the knights." When Arold and Eves passed by the Mason knights, they were greeted with such cheers, and it seemed that their heroic appearance of riding a horse together was loved by the people, and Eves puffed up his chest and smiled excitedly, and Arold smiled with this joy, and when they came to the castle, where their father Sir Wendell was waiting.

"Father."

"Father."

"Congratulations." Sir Wendell smiled and hugged his sons one by one, and the knights of Mason generously spread the word about Arold and Yves' bravery, which made their fame spread throughout the realm, and it was said that the ministers of the Duke of Mason's court had also asked General Ralph about the knights of the two horses, which made Sir Wendell relieved that the revival of the family was just around the corner.

"Father, this is our captured Baron Defoni, who is the commander of this invasion force." Arold walked over to the captives and pulled Baron Dufoni out of the ranks with a rope, leaving him with only a linen shirt and trousers, shivering in the cold wind of the night.

"How can you treat a baron like this, Arold, it's so dishonorable." Sir Wendell looked at the poor baron in astonishment, and scolded Arrod.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm." Baron Defoni, who had a blue nose and swollen face, heard Sizz's words, and hurriedly said slurredly, showing an extremely aggrieved look on his face, but the bruised face that was beaten by Arrod really couldn't see the expression.

"If you have any requirements, we will definitely meet them, my youngest son is not a knight yet, so he has not received formal knightly training, and it is my fault that you are treated unfairly." Sir Wendell bowed his head and pressed his chest to apologize to Baron Dufone.

"Yes, yes." Baron Defoone nodded repeatedly, but when he saw Arrod's gaze, he quickly shook his head in fright, which made Sir Wendell a little confused.

"Alright, father, let's ask Baron Defony to write home quickly, and he can go home after giving us a reasonable ransom." Yves interjected at this point.

"That's right, Lord Baron, you can see how much ransom money is in line with your identity, and we should quickly write to inform your family." Sir Wendell nodded, thinking that what Yves said was right, and that asking for ransom was a matter of knighthood and should not be sloppy.

At this moment, when Sir Wendell asked Baron Dufney, several soldiers dressed in the coat of the Earl of Lautzitz came over, and they pushed away the others and came directly towards Sir Wendell, the torches in their hands went around this way, and when they saw it, the older one of them strode forward.

"Are you Sir Wendell?" The elder Sir Raussitsberg asked.

"Yes." Sir Wendell did not know what the man of the Earl of Lauzitz was looking for him, and looked at the other man and nodded in agreement.

"Count Lautzitz asked us to give this to you, and at the same time take Baron Dufoni." The soldier grinned as he handed Sir a small money bag, then reached out and grabbed Baron Deforny and pulled it in his direction.

"Let go of your hands, or I'll cut him off." At that moment, a sword was placed on the soldier's arm, and Arold quietly unsheathed the sword and said.

"Wait, Arrod, what the hell is going on?" Sir Wendell's brow furrowed, and he asked the soldier solemnly.