Chapter Sixty-Eight: Earl Dale William
"There's nothing wrong with your head, just a minor injury, take good medicine, and you'll be fine in a few days."
In one of Deherim's monasteries, the monk who was a physician examined Byron where he had been shot by a spear and gave him a small clay pot with some muddy ointment.
"Thank you, monk."
Byron thanked him, rubbed his reddened forehead gently, and then took out a few silver coins and gave them to the monk who believed in God as a donation.
When he walked out of the convent, looking at the water in the wooden barrel at the gate, Byron would think of the blood on the battlefield before, and the robe that he could not wash away the blood stains after washing it three times.
The battle naturally ended in a great victory for the Count of Claes, and all but a few of the four hundred and ten enemies were killed or captured. The robbers and mercenaries who were hanged alone amounted to 20 people. And the looted wealth of the previous village seized from them also exceeded 5,000 dinars. According to them, there was also a fortune not less than this amount, which was transported back to Rhodok by that knight.
When Byron and Aren Fatis met again, the two of them barely recognized him. At that time, there was no clean place on Byron's body, and he had been knocked to the ground twice by the other party before, and his body was covered with mud mixed with human blood.
At the end of the battle, Byron lost 10 caravan guards and 1 mercenary rider, as well as 15 horses. The infantry suffered about the same casualties, the militia and light infantry were reduced, and the Nords also lost three.
However, this loss is nothing compared to the commission of 2,000 dinars. What's more, after this battle, all the unqualified militia in his troops became real Swadia militia, and the Nords also became light infantry. There are also two caravan guards, which can also be upgraded.
And Byron himself has risen in rank by one level. He added attribute points to strength, and now he has 9 strength, and with a lot of muscle in his limbs, he can easily wield the mace in his hand.
[One-Handed Mastery +6;Two-Hand Mastery +5;Longpole Weapon Mastery +2;]
In addition to this, he also added a few points from the upgrade to his longpole weapon, so that he could use the riding gun later after his riding skills were improved.
γBattle Victory, +5 Your Reputation;γ
Byron gained a lot from this mission, and he also saw a big battle, and he also got to know Count Claes and several knights, so it will definitely be more convenient to do things in the city in the future.
Byron came out of the monastery, took a good bath in the bathhouse, and then returned to his mansion, feeling how good it would be if the equipment and silver coins on the battlefield were his.
Idle, Byron also bought two books on military training and war command, which were only read by nobles and officers, and Byron also relied on his connections and two large battalions to get a few books.
The following day, Byron summoned his troops to issue pensions and bonuses, which cost 400 dinars, equivalent to one-fifth of the total commission.
Of course, as always, there is also a banquet in the evening. At the feast, Jamila and Ellen both drank a lot, and finally Alleyne sent her back to the hotel where she lived, and then guessed that she would go back to sleep.
At the feast, Byron praised many of the soldiers who had performed well and gave them rewards. That night, the tavernkeeper in the city made another profit, and now he remembered the name Byron thoroughly.
But when morning came again, Byron was awakened by a sharp knock at the door, and he heard the voice of Phatis.
It turned out that although Count Claes defeated this mixed army of robbers and killed the knight of Rhodok, he did not know that there were more than 400 people in this army.
As they were about to win on the battlefield, more than a hundred well-armed soldiers attacked Earl William, the eldest son of Earl Clais, who was helping his father with his father's affairs. With the exception of Emilin, the rest of the villages were largely looted by these robbers.
Earl William Dale was furious, and led the city's guards to capture the bandit soldiers, but they gained little, only knowing that this team was in the same group as the previous bandit mixed army, and the leaders were also Rhodoks, two Rhodok sergeants.
Count Claes felt that this was an insult to his family, so he and his son each offered a reward of 1,000 dinars for the team.
Moreover, Count Claes also recommended Byron's peony mercenary to his son and praised it. Now that the invitation from Earl William Dale had arrived, it seemed that he trusted his father's vision.
"I don't think we have time to rest, and we don't have time to forget about what we have on the battlefield."
Byron opened the letter with the emblem of Count Dale William, read it carefully, and stood up with some emotion.
"Call Alleyne, I hope he didn't drink too much yesterday when he talked to Jamila, we need to go to Emilin and visit Lord Earl William."
For this letter, Byron is very important. The title of Earl William of Dale was earned from the king by his own ability, and the fief was also awarded for his merits.
Moreover, the temper of the Earl of Dalewillem was not as good as that of his father, and if Byron had released his pigeons, there would have been no good fruit to eat.
So Byron rode with Fatis and the drunken Alleyn to Emilin, and in the spacious manor on the edge of the town, they heard the count's roar before they could enter the door.
Although there was no swearing, Byron could hear the hatred of Earl Dalewilliam for this army. As he arrived, Byron saw many bloodstains that had not yet been cleaned up, horses that had been killed, and weeping women and their children. This tragedy was very painful for Byron and Fatis, and Ellen also said that he would catch these guys who had abandoned their honor and send them to the local gallows.
"You are the mercenaries my father spoke of? Alright, come in with me. β
Earl Dale William, dressed in a beautiful tight-fitting aristocratic attire, walked out, his appearance was that of a young version of Earl Claes, with the only difference on his face was his hairstyle and beard. He was thirty years old, and Byron was sure he could use those heavy weapons with ease.
He glanced at Byron, and it was clear that his anger had not dissipated. The officer beside him was also obviously a little frightened, and from his expression he could tell that he had just been reprimanded by Earl Dalewilliam.
Byron and the Count followed into the Earl's country house, and before entering the office they saw the messy carpet and the servants busy cleaning up the clay pots and shards of glass, apparently broken by Earl Dalewilliam in his anger just now.
When they sat down, Earl Dale William, who had finally calmed down, told them very directly the purpose of coming to them.
"Whatever you do, find those bastards and make them pay. If you can, bring those two leaders, and I'm going to cut off their heads with my own hands!" β