The axe stuck in his forehead flew out, and everything was back to where Byron had been when he had just gotten up.

"Live well, von Byron. But don't die, there aren't many opportunities for that, and it's not free. ”

The man vanished with a somewhat eerie smile, leaving Byron in place.

His head was like a pile of mush now, and he stared at the shield on the ground, unable to believe that what had happened before.

"Sir!"

Johnny's voice rang out behind Byron again, and Byron no longer chose to look up, but raised the shield after a little wait.

His arm shook, and the axe stuck in top of his shield.

"That's true..."

Byron pulled the axe from his shield and stared blankly at it......

The battle did not change because of something that only Byron knew, and when strong support forces joined the battle, even the Nord royal guards suffered some damage. The knights of Swadia were much stronger than the heavy cavalry in battle, and when they charged, they could freely control the cavalry spears in their hands, and a slight change of position could make the opponent's dodge ineffective.

The battle line was steady, and the royal guards who had broken through from the rear were surrounded by heavy cavalry units after killing five heavy cavalry, and finally fought until the last moment under the iron hooves of cavalry spears and horses.

The combat effectiveness of these top warriors who need to be trained for at least twenty years, selected from the best elites of the kingdom, and even from the elite warriors dug from the northern continent, is terrifying, especially since there are some famous warriors among them, and any one of them carries hundreds of human lives on his back, and all of them are heavily armed warriors. Their performance on the battlefield shocked the entire Swadia command.

But fortunately, there are not many of them, and it is extremely difficult to replenish. When the Svadia army advanced, the twentieth Nord royal guard fell in a pool of blood, and the 6,000 Nord army became less than 5,000, the Nordyars had no choice but to give up the rescue and began to retreat as a whole.

Johnny helped the dazed Byron onto the Thunder Horse, and Fatis also handed over the task of attacking to Kenrad, and he brought a few people over to protect Byron.

The battle continued for almost an hour after the retreat of the Nord troops on the other side of the camp, and it was not until the Nord troops were less than a thousand men left that the leading Gahr reluctantly chose to surrender.

Svadia defeated the Nord army and took advantage of the situation to surround Fort Repolet, launching a ferocious offensive with the siege weapons that had been prepared beforehand.

After they learned about the casualties caused by the Nord hoplites, especially the outrageously strong Nord royal guards wielding large axes on the city walls, Svadia began to use siege weapons in an almost frenzy, not hesitating to raze the castle that belonged to them to the ground with a stone-throwing cart, completely ignoring the casualties of the Swadian civilians inside.

Count Harongoth's tactics were questioned by many nobles who participated in the war, and he had made full use of the impact of the Swadia cavalry, but he also reduced the cavalry of Swadia by almost one-sixth of the troops who participated in the battle this time, and even King Haraus felt pain in his flesh.

In this siege, Count Harongoth also launched a fierce attack without considering casualties. He was well aware of the severe logistical pressures and King Haraus's desperate need to defeat the foreign enemy, and he did not go wrong in his ways.

However, in the eyes of many nobles, this way of killing a thousand enemies and losing 800 is simply digging a grave.

Eventually, Earl Harongoth defeated the main Nord force and recaptured the town of Reporette, but still did not take the castle of Reporette.

Because many local lords expressed their dissatisfaction, and even threatened the king to withdraw his army. If it was just one or two Haraus kings, of course, they could ignore it, but when nearly half of the noble lords said so, even the king could only give in. After all, not every nobleman has his own property in a northern region like Reporette, and they don't want to consume their army here, which is simply a waste.

In desperation, King Harauth could only temporarily hand over the Fort of Repolet to the Nords, using the town of Repolet as a defensive line. The main army marched east to attack the Wikibians.

On the way, however, Byron and several other southern lords returned to the south after asking the king for instructions. King Haraus agreed, and after defeating the Nords, the pressure of war in Swadia was halved, and even if a few thousand men were gone, the remaining troops could still defeat the Vicchians and drive out the bandit army of Kugit.

Before leaving, he also rewarded Byron with 1,000 dinars, allowing Byron to take their fair share of the booty.

On the way back, Byron kept thinking about his "death" in the battle, and the mysterious man who appeared in front of him.

He claimed to be an angel of God, and he spoke of a god with a very strange name. He could now be sure that his crossing had something to do with them, or at least that they knew the inside story. They seem to be using him to accomplish something, and the system that doesn't have a high sense of presence in them is probably their handiwork.

Thinking about these things, Byron couldn't eat, couldn't sleep well, and even dreamed of the man's weird smile and the few words he said. These things swirled around his head, haunting him like a nightmare.

And after he "died once", he also really discovered how fragile his life was. He kept warning himself to be careful, and he wasn't sure if anyone would come back to him if he died again. If he is resurrected, will there really be a price that he cannot accept?

Thinking about these things all the time, both Fatis and Kenra wondered what was wrong with Byron. Kress treated Johnny badly in those days, because she thought it was the young man's stupidity that made Byron what he is. James insisted that Byron have a full examination, which he thought might have been a brain injury or a shadow in the fight. Byron found some reason to explain that he was unhappy mainly because his opponent was too strong and he felt the pressure, and this time the loss was not small, and he had been sad for those soldiers.

He chatted with everyone for a while, and then pulled Johnny, the squire who had not dared to look at him directly after that, and told him not to feel guilty, just do his job, and let him pass.

Seeing that Byron was still able to talk as steadily as before, the heroes were also a little relieved. Afraid of Byron, he still privately asked James for a few bottles of potion to treat his sleep problems.

In addition to this, there was another thing that made Byron a little melancholy.

The soldier who followed him for the longest time, the lucky big man John, Byron's best friend, was finally going home from retirement.

His leg was badly wounded, and even though James did his best to keep him from becoming lame, it made him no longer agile, and the wound could not withstand vigorous movement for long periods of time.

When they came to the vicinity of Yereco, John found Byron and asked him to take his leave very sincerely.