Charlotte had slain his opponent, yet a thought suddenly floated through his mind: Damn it, why did I have to compete with him in swordsmanship? Wouldn't it have been better to use Hand of Blazing Flame, pull out the Silver Rhino, and shoot him dead? Only now did he realize he was drenched in cold sweat. He had no idea how tense that battle had been.
Tempered by a victory, the West Wind Knight Regiment had begun to faintly resemble a proper army.
When Charlotte stood there, without needing to give any orders, the entire Knight Order fell silent, quietly waiting for their commander to speak.
Only after a moment did Charlotte draw a breath and shout, "We are the West Wind Knight Regiment, and we have won!"
Cheers immediately erupted across the battlefield, each wave louder than the last!
Once the cheering had died down slightly, Charlotte said, "Under my leadership, the Knight Order will continue to win victories and return home safely."
"Now, we will clear the battlefield. All wealth gained will be divided equally."
This time, Charlotte received even louder cheers. Some people had merely gone through the motions before, but now everyone cheered sincerely, from the bottom of their hearts.
After all, money was more lovable than Charlotte.
Dobbin could not help stepping forward. "We have wiped out Byron's Knight Order. We should take the opportunity to crush the rest of Madame Nansera's forces as well."
"They only have two thousand men, and their morale and training are both terrible."
Charlotte had no desire to fight. War meant people dying, and this was no righteous war of defending home and country. In the struggle between several great empires, every person who died was innocent.
He said, "Pick five hundred men and scout ahead. I'll bring the