The shields of both sides slammed into each other, and the force and reaction immediately released all the impact between the shields.

The wooden shields of Ravenna's infantry were first deformed by force, and then the bones of the arms behind the shield were broken backwards by a tremendous force.

When Ravenna's swordsmen were knocked into the air, the Lorraine swordsmen seized the moment and slashed down with their steel swords. Even if he didn't break the leather armor of the opponent's swordsman on the spot, the terrifying impact was enough to shatter the bones or internal organs behind the leather armor.

In a single face, Ravenna's swordsman brigade lost nearly one-fifth of its living force.

But the more serious blow was in morale - before they could reorganize their defenses, the Wood Elves' projectile was a big blow to them.

The skilled Wood Elves shoot the arrows just past the back of their swordsmen's heads with extremely low parabolas, almost against the top of their helmets.

Most of the Ravenna swordsmen in the second and third rows, who had just tried to fill their positions, were shot dead on the spot.

Then the duke's private soldiers collapsed.

They wept, shouted, screamed, and fled backwards, abandoning their armor.

The Duke of Ravenna, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, was completely out of breath like a duck choked by the throat.

All his pride, all his arrogance, came to rest in this moment.

"No...... It is impossible to ......" If he could, the Duke did not want such a timid voice to come out of his mouth.

The truth is, he was defeated!

He was completely ravaged by a force far inferior to him in numbers, and I don't know if I could call it an army.

"My lord, let's go, go back to the family and make plans!" the duke's chief guard persuaded him.

"Yes! Yes, I should leave! Let me go back to my family, and I will gather an army to destroy that damned boy's Lorraineburg!" Obviously ready to escape, the Duke of Ravenna did not forget to say a cruel word, as if he could summon up courage for himself, or show the strength of the family.

Just as the Duke turned his head, a male voice suddenly floated not far away.

"Hey, I can't pretend I can't hear that!"

"Who!?" the guard was shocked, he never thought that someone could hide his sense and touch such a close place.

Following the sound, the Duke finally saw that not far from him, five private soldiers had fallen silently. At their throats, red blood gushed out, and the soldiers were unable to make a loud noise until they died.

The assailant was dressed in a tight-fitting blue suit, carrying a scarlet steel gun, and staring at the duke with murderous intent.

"Lord Duke, go first!" the chief of the guard continued to perform his duty well despite his panic.

At that moment, another voice suddenly came from behind the duke's group.

"Ho, without declaring war, he vilely ambushed the caravan of our Earl's family. If you become a water thief, you will slander our family and invade your territory. If all the nobles of the Rick Empire were like this, I would be disappointed. ”

When they looked back, they found a beautiful man with white hair and a pale face, holding a blood-stained stabbing sword, standing behind them.

Caught in the flank!

Obviously, there were more than twenty people on the Duke's side, and they all had a ridiculous feeling that they were surrounded.

"Kill them, there were only two of them!" the Duke waved his arms in a panic.

But no one moved.

The guy who can crisscross the battlefield in the chaos of the army cannot be a weak chicken at all.

Don't you see the blood on them?

The incomparably complete set of clothes showed that not a single drop of the blood was their own.

The duke's bodyguards trembled.

The chief of the guard, who was still the duke, plucked up the last courage and pounced on the white-haired swordsman: "Open the way for the duke......"

The words were only half shouted before they came to an abrupt end, because the owner of the voice had lost his life after the flash of the sword.

"No...... It can't be ......" the Duke was scared to pee.

The crotch of the white pants was soaked.

At this time, surrounded by a group of swordsmen, a young man in golden armor strode proudly. On the young man's side, there was a silver-armored girl with a sword on the left, and the wood elf man on the right, holding three arrows on the bowstring, was looking into the distance vigilantly.

From time to time, the Wood Elf fired a few arrows, and each time he shot an arrow, there was bound to be a stubborn squad of male soldiers on the battlefield that was still being routed.

Looking at the young man's face, which was obviously still a little immature and gave people an infinite sense of majesty, the soldiers around the duke dropped their swords at some point and fell to the ground on their knees.

The duke, who was left peeing his pants, stood in place, trembling his legs, hesitant and overwhelmed.

Seeing the boy walk in, the Duke of Ravenna knew that this must be the Count of Martin Lorraine, whom he had been targeting.

The duke's mouth squirmed for a long time, and finally spoke: "I...... I am the Duke of Hagati Ravenna. I surrender and demand the appropriate treatment. My family will be willing to pay a ransom to redeem me. ”

Admittedly, the Duke was right.

The nobles who capture the opposing party on the battlefield cannot be harmed according to the rules agreed between the human nobles. Moreover, the captive nobles were released and a high ransom was demanded, which was also an important source of income for the nobles immediately.

It's just that Martin doesn't follow the routine!

"Who said I was going to accept your surrender?" Martin's faint smile suddenly turned hideous in the duke's eyes.

Extreme fear instantly captured the Duke's heart.

An hour later, more than 3,000 soldiers and civilians were driven to the square by Lorraine soldiers, less than a tenth of their number, in Ravenna Fort, less than two kilometers from the Rik River.

Sounds ridiculous, doesn't it?

Just half an hour ago, Martin directly escorted the Duke of Ravenna to raid the Duke's own castle.

The Lorraineburg army attacked so quickly that Martin's men were killed while Ravenna was still containing the rout.

Originally, Ravennaburg wanted to close the gates. First, the rout soldiers blocked the city gates, and second, Martin actually let a few swordsmen tie up the Duke of Ravenna, and put the shield at the front.

The soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to fire arrows at all.

A hesitant, rapid advance of Gar and Tieno had already entered the city gates. Next, the army of the Duke of Ravenna, who threw the rat trap, simply surrendered.

In the eyes of thousands, Hagatti, as a dignified duke, had a noose around his neck, and he whimpered and wailed on the gallows where he had executed countless disobedient pariahs.

Martin, dressed in gold armor, stood on a high platform and proclaimed to the soldiers and civilians of the fort: "Today I have come to hang the disgrace of this nobleman, the Duke of Hagati Ravenna, who robbed my merchant ships as a thief!"