Reiner was at a loss for words. It had been like this both times—the first time, he had launched a sneak attack on Baron Lobean's army from behind, and this was the second time. Was I born to be the king of **?
He had to admit that his mental fortitude was truly "formidable." Even with battle about to begin, he could still think about such pointless things. He really was astonishingly carefree.
No matter what he thought, the right orders were still issued. They were now roughly one kilometer from the enemy, which was unsuitable for a charge, whether for the knights or the soldiers.
Baron Runef and Baron Barry stood together, conversing like two old foxes. Though they appeared perfectly cordial and were both followers of Count Zebo, that meant nothing when their interests were at stake.
"I wonder how much wealth is inside this castle. The Kahn Family has ruled this region for nearly two hundred years, and even this place was named after their family. They must have a great deal of treasure!"
"Who knows? But that's what I think as well! Just look at how valiant my soldiers are. I hope they can receive compensation worthy of them!"
"Do as you please. Whatever you do has nothing to do with me. I only need to receive my share of the wealth. I don't care about your decisions!"
The two men spoke with hidden barbs. They both clearly wanted to obtain more wealth and territory, yet neither said so outright. The two old foxes were past the age of speaking frankly. They preferred to hide matters in their hearts, then use their own methods to achieve success.
"Add more fuel to the fire! Baron Barry, why don't you send all the knights out? Baron Kahn doesn't