The blood mist was extremely fast, almost as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared.
Kant stretched out his hand, telling his troop that there was no need to pursue. After his watched the blood mist disappeared on the horizon, he turned his head to look at the bloody figure that was still in the same spot, completely trapped by the 30 Lion Knights.
As Viscount Gibran left, the strange influence of the blood mist gradually disappeared.
The madness in their eyes also gradually faded.
They were rational.
The provocation of the weak against the strong was undoubtedly courting death.
Even in the midst of madness and brutality, facing the encirclement of 30 grand knights, these blood-red knights from Avilis Castle still did not put down their weapons or surrender.
Kant naturally did not care whether they surrendered or not.
He waved his hand forward.
He casually ordered, “Take care of them.”
“Yes!” Beside him, the Sarleon Lion Knights who were already prepared immediately complied.
With a fanatical look on their faces, each of them held a steel shield and a knight sword and began to press forward into the encirclement. Step by step, they looked at the blood-red knights who were gradually retreating. Their eyes were filled with ridicule.
There were still 12 targets left while they were 30 of them. They were clearly had the upper hand.
What’s more, these targets were all injured!
There were even 1 to 3 pilums stuck on their bodies.
Obviously, their bodies were pierced through by the pilums that were threw by the Elite Desert Bandits when they were attacking. Even if they did not get hit in the vital points and died, they were still heavily injured.
Their movements were stiff and slow. They were no match for the Lion Knights who were in full status!
After a few fights, there were only four of them remained on the field.
As for the Sarleon Lion Knights on the outside, only a few of them were injured. It did not affect the battle at all.
As for the blood mist that was still gathering in the field, it had been completely dispersed. Kant did not even have the intention to attack again. These knights from Avilis Castle were already panting and could not hold on.
Bertram was also among them. His legs were trembling, and his hands were tightly gripping his knight sword, but he already felt tired and weak.
Strong, very strong, very strong.
This was his impression to the Lion Knights.
His breathing was rapid, and the madness in his eyes had disappeared. But what replaced it was not fear and fighting, but rationality. That’s right, he had now regained his rationality.
As the most intelligent disciple whom Viscount Gibran had once praised, he now understood the situation.
He also understood that he was the one at a disadvantage.
Bertram turned his head.
Beside him were his three senior brothers. They were also panting, but their status was better than his.
After all, they were grand knights. Their bodies were still covered in a faint blood mist. The red light in their eyes had not completely faded, but as purple blood flowed from the wounds on their bodies, their eyes were filled with fear.
After the enticement and inheritance of Viscount Gibran, these three grand knights had already completed their fallen.
They already had the demon bloodline in their bodies.
It would not change.
Even if they left Viscount Gibran’s side, the demon bloodline in their bodies would not disappear, it would instead cause them to undergo a monster-like mutation. In the end. They would either turn into human-shaped demons, became violent and bloodthirsty and eventually killed by the authority.
Just like demonized creatures, the grand knights were completely demonized now!
Fallen knights.
Kant understood this.
The Sarleon Lion Knights from the Pendor Continent understood this even more.
After all, in their world, although it was in the end of magic era, extraordinary powers still existed. Therefore, there were still some void gaps connected the underworld and the Pendor Continent, which could seep out the power of the underworld.
And in the hands of some people with ulterior motives, this power became their reliance. Eventually they became the fallen knights who rampaged across the Pendor Continent.
Even in reality, the underworld invaders were also human beings who were eroded by the underworld power and eventually turned into demons. After all, the appearance of berserkers, avengers, and horsemen among these invaders were actually in human-like forms.
It was said that some cult rituals could turn the fallen believers of demons into demons.
The logic was mutual.
Looking at it now.
Viscount Gibran’s transformation into a demon on this quiet night was not unexpected.
He had already turned into a demon ten years ago and accumulated the wealth of Avilis Castle. It was probably because he had obtained the power of demons. As for the Supreme Lord of the Hell, the Lord of Sin, Master of Flame, Flensas. It made Kant think of the demon in the ancient passage.
Aamon Qieke was originally sealed. In the end, Kant killed him with his large troop. In the end, even its body was burned into a pile of useless ashes.
And the broken rune sword became Kant’s trophy of victory.
It was sold for a good price.
But as for the abyssal demon that appeared in the East County, the so-called Flensas, Kant had no way of understanding it.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the four people who were still persisting.
The blood mist had completely dispersed.
Other than the three people who had purplish-black skin and red eyes, there was still a hint of madness in their eyes.
The only young man left had a clear and rational look in his eyes. Although he was panting as if he had been forced into a desperate situation, he still used the defensive techniques of a traditional knight. It was very standard.
After pondering for a moment, Kant had made a decision. He waved his hand and said, “Leave that young man behind.”
“Yes!” the Lion Knights immediately replied.
As the Lion Knights came closer to them, the necks of the three grand knights were instantly cut off.
A plop sound appeared. In the field, only one figure was still standing unscathed. As for the three grand knights beside him, their heads were already gone. Purple-red blood had already spurted out from their necks as they kneeled in the field.
The field that was originally intact was now filled with corpses and the thick smell of blood.
Blood flowed like a river!
As for the knight attendants who had been watching the battle, they had long fled from this place.
They had already realized that the situation was not right. Although they had sensed the power of Viscount Gibran, now that they had clearly seen the power of the demons, how could they not be afraid.
Each and every one of them rode their horses and fled even faster than rabbits. They had no intention of continuing to fight.
At this moment.
Bertram, who was still at his original spot, he was then brought to the temporary camp.
He was tied up with thick ropes, and there were ten Lion Knights watching him from the side. Although they were not afraid of the explosive power of the demons, they were still afraid that something unexpected would happen.
He was not ordinary person. If he still had power to fight, it would not be good to threaten the lord of Kant.
They were very considerate.
In order to ensure safety, Rolf checked the results of the battle and dealt with the battlefield. At the same time, he specially assigned 200 Elite Desert Bandit to stand behind the level 5 cavalry and the Sarleon Lion Squires to help guard.
There was also the village next to them, the Nali Village, which was under Avilis Castle.
It was also guarded by the other 300 Elite Desert Bandits.
No one died in the battle.
Only a few unlucky people could not dodge in time and their limbs were injured. Fortunately, it was not a fatal injury. After sprinkling the herbs specially made by Doctor James and bandaging it with two circles of linen, it was almost intact.
It was no problem for them to continue their journey on horseback, but they could not do anything too violent.
Nali Village was surrounded.
The old village chief, the fat financial officer, and the robust sheriff were now ashen faced.
The remaining armed militia had also given up resisting. They threw their weapons on the street one after another. Each of them gathered near the village houses with their families. They looked like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
In the previous battle, more than 30 armed militiamen had died.
The rest were also injured, and their morale was low.
Even Viscount Gibran and the Knights of Avilis Castle had been defeated.
With these insignificant militiamen, even if they could kill the enemy, what could they achieve? The entire village might ended up be massacred. It was more appropriate to give up resisting and hand over all the silver coins as a token to exchange for a way out.
At the very least, even if some the villagers had to sacrifice their lives, the entire village would not be completely wiped out.
However, there was no massacre.
Rolf wanted to massacre this village.
However, considering the current situation, as well as Lord Kant’s strategic plan for the East County, he gave up this plan.
Massacring was easy. Elite Desert Bandits were bandits who killed without batting an eyelid.
But in the long run, the gains would not be worth it.
It would stir up the anger of the people of the East County.
Or rather…
The noble and gentlemen of the East County, as well as the landlords, merchants, and commoners, would be estranged by this matter.
If some people with ulterior motives were to arouse, the entire East County would probably reject Kant. After all, this county had been closed for the outsiders in the past. If the government and business were to completely close off Kant, it would be equivalent to completely rejecting Kant.
This would also have a deep impact on his strategy of eating away at Kant.
When that time came, it would be difficult.
If he wanted to break it, he could only use absolute force to break the seal.
However, the rebound brought by violence would also make the rejection even more intense.
Even if Kant occupied the entire East County, he would probably not be able to remain stable for a few years. Unless he massacred the entire East County, but this was obviously not realistic.
He occupied the land and obtained the people mostly because he pursued dumping grounds and dumping people.
He used it to earn golden eagles.
Then, he would exchange it for denar in the world of “Mount and Blade”.
This was Kant’s goal. The so-called attacking and conquering the land was just a general concept.
Rolf was not a willful general. After giving a few orders, he drove all the villagers into the house. He did not continue to offend them. He only sent people to guard tightly and not let them move around freely.
The others cleaned up the battlefield. At the same time, they sent out cavalry patrols to scout the surroundings.
It was not suitable to stay here for long.
The scattered knight attendants would definitely return to Avilis Castle.
If they attracted the troops of the East County, they would be surrounded, and things would become utterly troublesome.
The reason why this battle could be won so quickly with such low causalities was also because Viscount Gibran had underestimated the enemy and did not expect Kant to have 30 grand knights with him.
If Viscount Gibran knew about this, with his’s military ability, he would definitely bring a longbow team of several hundred archers to surround Kant.
Although grand knights were invincible in close combat, they were also afraid of the arrow rain attack.
