As night fell, Viscount Chim's party found a place to camp and prepare for a night's rest. In the opinion of the Viscount of the Highland unicorn, since Baron Fontaine had already taken refuge in him, he would not provide Richard with building materials and workers. Therefore, there are certainly no decent fortifications on the hands of the other side.

In a huge and ornate tent, Chim was walking around excitedly. Sometimes he cursed Richard in a loud voice, and sometimes imagined how he would retaliate after catching Richard, and he was so excited that he couldn't even sleep.

There were also four beautiful aristocratic maidens in the tent, who served tea and water for Sim and did the work of maids. However, these girls are actually the daughters of the major families of the Sequoia Kingdom.

Just as Viscount Chim kept roaring about fighting Richard to the death, and let the pioneer knight who came out of nowhere know what aristocratic demeanor was, the hillbilly he called had approached the camp with hundreds of warriors.

On Reilly's orders, Gore sneaked to the gate of the camp and shot the sentry standing on the watchtower with a crossbow bolt.

The next moment, several Knights of Dawn led three hundred puppet knights to storm Viscount Shim's camp. The wooden fences did not hinder at all, and they were reduced to pieces under the spear of the Dawn Knight.

The orc warriors and barbarian warriors then stormed the camp and happened to see several warriors running out of their tents. With their axes, they cut down the warriors who had just gotten out of their bed, and then ran to another tent.

At this time, some junior officers stood up and directed the soldiers to line up in formation to resist the invaders. Suddenly, several fireballs flew out of the darkness and landed in front of those warriors. The next moment, a wave of rushing heat swept away the warriors who had just gathered, and the orc warriors and barbarian warriors, undaunted by the flames that had not yet dissipated, rushed past the remnants of the enemy and rushed towards the officers. Rank and file officers are the skeleton of the troops, and as long as they are killed, ordinary soldiers will become a plate of scattered sand.

Reilly sets off a fireball while looking at the system map. Now, their troops had broken through into the camp from three directions, and the striking tent of Sim was in front of them. However, there were already hundreds of elite warriors gathered there, and there was also a rank fourteen general in command, who continued to gather the soldiers in the chaos and build a line of defense.

"Organized a defense so quickly, that commander is very good. Reilly said with a smile.

"Not only that, but his knights are also heroic. Richard nodded.

"Courage is part of strength, but it's only part of it. Pointing to the enemy's lines, Reilly said, "Defeat them!"

As soon as the words fell, several Dawn Knights lined up in a sharp formation and charged towards Viscount Chim. Under Reilly's command, the puppet priests are constantly casting magical spells. For a moment, even he couldn't figure out how many buff statuses each Dawn Knight had on their bodies.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the general under Chim's command immediately set up his troops in a defensive position against cavalry. The warriors in the front row squatted on the ground and erected huge shields, and the people behind them put dragon spears three meters long on them, forming a hedgehog-like phalanx.

However, the Knight of Dawn broke up these formations with a single look. The giant shield cast of steel was shattered to pieces in an instant, and the dragon spear stabbed into the armor of the Dawning Knight, leaving only a few shallow scratches, but he was broken into two pieces by the huge impact that followed.

The general beside Sim let out a loud roar and rushed up with all the fighting energy of his body, but he was killed by the Knight of Dawn with a single blow. The fighters, having lost their commanders, again fell into disarray, and some even chose to flee.

At this point, there is no suspense about the outcome of the war.

In this battle, Viscount Sim's troops were all wiped out, except for him himself, who was captured alive, only the few noble girls who never left the camp survived.

When Chim saw Richard's face, he immediately let out a terrible scream and moved backwards: "You...... Don't come here, don't take off my clothes!"

The Viscount's scream made Richard's face change, and even if he didn't look back, he could feel the smiling gazes of Reilly and Quicksand. So, Richard yelled angrily: "Shut up!"

Shim, however, screamed even louder.

Richard made a quick decision, let Gonde carry Chim, and led him to a deserted forest and hung him. In the process, the viscount screamed, yelled, and threatened.

"Richard, you can't kill me! I'm a highland unicorn...... at first, the phrase comes up the most.

Later, he realized that his identity could not make Richard change his mind, so he moved his parents out. And when Gangde began to strip the Viscount of his clothes, he cried and raised the name of Duke of Glasburg, and said that as long as Richard was willing to spare him, the Duke would definitely give him many benefits.

By this time, Gonder had prepared his whip and drenched it with spirits.

"Chim, you're now my captive. Richard said with a smile.

"Yes, that's right, I can pay the ransom! As much as you want, my family is very, very rich, as long as you can spare me! You are a real nobleman, and you will abide by the rules of war between nobles, right? Don't kill me, don't kill me!" At this, Sim was already crying bitterly. Just yesterday, he contemptuously said that the pioneer knights were not even on the side of the nobility, and even the new knights who had not been passed down through two generations were not nobles. Of course, Chim wouldn't remember what he had said, or at least he would have chosen to forget about it at this time.

In the dim and deep forest, the delicate and fat white body of the unicorn viscount was very dazzling.

"Of course the ransom is for it. Richard said slowly, and the words immediately relaxed Sim's tense nerves. Then, the pent-up fear was completely out of control, so much so that he began to cry loudly.

"But......" Richard suddenly took a turn that brought Chim's crying to an abrupt end. He walked slowly towards Chim, until the distance between the two faces was less than twenty centimeters, and then he said unhurriedly: "I want you to remember my face and my name! Now it seems that your memory is not very good. So, I feel the need to impress you even more. How many lashes did I give you last time? It seems like a dozen strokes, right? Oh, you see, my memory isn't very good either. Then double it this time, thirty lashes, and maybe you won't forget who I am!"

The long whip in Gonder's hand rose like a poisonous snake and landed on Chim's back, leaving a high, swollen whip mark. The unicorn viscount screamed bitterly, and even began to **.

Richard took a few steps back and leaned against a large tree with his eyes closed.

Gangde's whip was very measured, and the whip marks never overlapped, and the black, purple, swollen whip marks did not appear damaged. The hematoma will irritate the nerves even more, making Sim's pain magnify. Whip marks crawled all over the viscount's body, but they didn't really hurt him, especially not touching the male-specific organ.

After thirty lashes, Chim couldn't move. It wasn't until quicksand came over and cast a few healing spells on him that the viscount was able to barely crouch on Gonde's back and leave the forest.

On the other side, Reilly had already commanded the soldiers to clean up the battlefield. All the fighters were somewhat afraid of this man who refused all requests for surrender and gave the order to slaughter without mercy.

In this battle, Reilly gained another fifty puppet knights and hundreds of skeletons. In addition to this, the most valuable trophies were the war horses brought by Viscount Sim.

In the ranks of the viscounts, each heavy cavalry was equipped with two war horses. Therefore, he stored a hundred high-quality war horses in his horse pen, and two hundred ordinary war horses for light cavalry. This alone is worth tens of thousands of gold coins.

"Send money, send horses, send equipment...... Hehe, Richard really chose a good opponent!" Reilly said with a smile.