Justice Would Eventually Arrive

Reiner's light cavalry swarmed toward the villages throughout the Bazhalan Kingdom like a pack of wolves, while columns of smoke rose straight into the sky like unsheathed swords.

This was already the heartland of the Bazhalan Kingdom. Although the Empire had ceded vast stretches of its western territory to the Bazhalan Kingdom several years earlier, there were no sturdy fortresses there to resist an invasion.

Therefore, the various lords of the Bazhalan Kingdom who had withdrawn from the battlefield abandoned that land without hesitation, taking with them the few soldiers they had left to maintain their rule.

Reiner naturally left the villages that had once belonged to the Empire completely unharmed, but he had no need to show the same consideration to the villagers under the Bazhalan Kingdom.

The Empire's territory was vast, and Reiner had no plans to expand in the short term. Raiding villages throughout the region could not only ease the pressure on logistical supplies, but also provide the warriors with more spoils.

Reiner looked down on most of the spoils produced by the villages. After symbolically demanding a portion from them, he distributed everything else among the warriors, causing the soldiers' morale to soar even higher.

"No! Please! Don't do this! My whole family depends on this food to survive!" A short, ragged man with a sallow face clung to a light cavalryman's arm and pleaded bitterly.

The short man formed a stark contrast with the tall light cavalryman clad in light armor. Yet the cavalryman did not waver in the slightest. He kicked the man away, knocked down a farmer's wife who tried to grapple with him, and stormed into the rickety house that was almost ready to collapse.

After taking the broken jars and pots as well as the food, he also led away