Baron Lobean's Death

His body was brutally tossed to the ground like a torn rag doll. Blood flowed into the snow, quickly turning into crimson ice crystals, and residual nerve impulses caused his muscles to spasm.

The baron, who had held such high status in life, met his end just like that. He didn't even have time to react before excruciating pain swept through his mind, and then he lost consciousness forever.

Through the helmet's visor, Reiner looked at Baron Lobean, dead and discarded on the ground, and his heart swelled with even greater joy. This meant that victory in this war was not far off!

After killing Baron Lobean and his retinue, they didn't stop but continued to charge forward because seven or eight knights were rushing towards them.

The Crimson Gryphon Knights' steel lances didn't break. They lowered their lances again, aiming at the enemies in front of them. As the two sides passed each other on horseback, the enemy knights fell one after another.

Of course, Reiner's side wasn't without losses either. One Crimson Gryphon Knight was struck on the shield by an enemy lance, and Reiner saw that his left arm looked unnatural; it was likely dislocated.

As for the Morland Knights, two of them fell from their horses, which was still fortunate. After all, it was a cavalry charge. If the enemy hadn't been caught off guard and hadn't formed ranks, Reiner's side wouldn't have suffered so few losses.

No matter how exquisite the skill or how excellent the equipment, their effect isn't very significant in a head-on charge.

Ignoring the completely annihilated enemy knights, their speed had slowed somewhat under the enemy's attack, but they still carried a huge impact.

They paid no attention to the scattering conscripted serfs in front of them, charging right through them. They didn't even level their lances, relying solely on their warhorses to rush forward.

The panicked conscripted serfs screamed as they fled the knights' charge path. But even so, some unlucky souls inevitably failed to escape, their bones broken by the warhorses beneath the knights, only to be trampled into pulp.

Their target was the group of regular soldiers besieging the castle below the city wall. At this moment, Baron Lobean's regular soldiers were also in a panic. They had witnessed everything, including Baron Lobean's death and the knights being routed.

The thunderous sound of hooves also reached the city wall. To the defenders on the wall at that moment, the sound was like heavenly music. They knew that such galloping hooves couldn't belong to enemy knights; it must be the Baron returning with his army.

Their exhausted bodies seemed to surge with renewed strength, pushing back the dispirited enemies.

"The Baron is back! Soldiers, push harder! Drive the enemy off the wall! The enemy has failed! And we are the victors!"

Logan roared loudly, his lips even cracking slightly in the winter air from opening too wide, tiny drops of blood slowly oozing from the wounds.

Hearing Logan's shouts, the soldiers' morale soared, while Baron Lobean's soldiers were on the verge of collapse.

When Reiner and his men galloped up to the regular soldiers, they raised their longswords and lances, shouting along with Reiner: "Baron Lobean is dead! Those who surrender will be spared!"

"Lay down your weapons and survive!"

The knights shouted. Before they even charged in, these soldiers, like grass blown down by a fierce wind, threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground. They followed Reiner's orders and did not kill these surrendering soldiers.

Only a few enemy soldiers who were still stubbornly resisting were mercilessly cut down by the knights. And the enemy forces attacking the city wall instantly collapsed upon hearing what the knights were shouting.

They threw down their weapons and quickly ran towards the ladders. They didn't want to die here. They wanted to go home to their families. They were unwilling to die for a dead baron.

Many even swung their longswords at their comrades because their path to the ladders was blocked. Some even climbed over the battlements and jumped off the city wall. Of course, they couldn't avoid broken arms and legs, and some even broke their necks directly.

"Victory!"

"We won!"

"Long live the Baron!"

The soldiers cheered wildly, raising their weapons high in a frenzy. The joy of surviving filled their hearts.

Soon, the situation stabilized. Baron Lobean's conscripted serfs and regular soldiers were put under guard by Reiner's regular army and knights. They stood there dejectedly.

No one knew what awaited them: would they be killed to save food, or sold into slavery by traffickers? Their hearts were filled with apprehension.

"Well done, Logan!" Reiner entered the castle through the gatehouse with his army. He walked onto the city wall and saw Logan, covered in wounds and blood, and patted his shoulder, saying.

Logan had already explained the whole story in his letter. He had indeed contributed greatly to the defense of the city this time. If he hadn't caught the infiltrating spy, the castle might have fallen long ago due to the spy's sabotage.

And he had defended the castle with the guards in the absence of a military commander, facing hundreds of enemies with only a dozen or so free men for nearly two hours. His contribution was indispensable.

At the same time, through this incident, he gained a clear understanding of the importance of spies and intelligence. Information asymmetry was truly terrifying.

In his previous life, he rarely paid attention to these things when playing games, but when the game became reality, he finally understood their importance.

"Baron, Baron Lobean's body has been recovered!" Sir Valas had just come from the battlefield. His face had an unnatural flush, a side effect of the Crimson Gryphon bloodline integrating into the body, which every Crimson Gryphon Knight experienced.

"It's truly regrettable that someone of such noble status died at our hands. Although he committed such an immoral act, I feel deeply ashamed that he was accidentally killed on the battlefield!"

Reiner spoke these high-sounding words insincerely. Although he was afraid Baron Lobean wouldn't die, he had to be hypocritical with his words.

Reiner intended to spread this news. He didn't want to be accused of intentionally assassinating a noble, which would make things difficult for him in this era.

"Bury him! Bury him as a saint of Collinism! Although his body has died, his soul, as a child of the Holy Father, will return to the Heavenly Kingdom, to the Holy Father's side!"

After Reiner finished speaking, he continued to Sir Valas, "Keep a close watch on the prisoners for now! The spoils of war will be distributed to the soldiers and knights as agreed upon before. Then go bring back all our wounded soldiers and treat them properly!"

He didn't want to spend a lot of money training other soldiers. If these wounded soldiers could return to duty smoothly, not only would he not have to spend extra money, but he would also gain a group of battle-hardened veterans with strong fighting capabilities.