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Chapter 141.2: Battle of the Knights (1)

Seeing the high morale and orderly military discipline of the enemy, I wonder if it would have been better to defend inside the castle walls. . .

Shh. Be quiet. Yesterday, a knight from the Dahya family was whipped for saying that.

The vassals of the Count of Jekyllid were also anxious. The rumors they had heard before and the reports about the landed enemies were quite. . . very different.

Just from the reports, it was not the appearance of a disorderly gang of thieves, but a properly organized strong army.

However, the Count of Jekyllid answered with whips to vassals who gave straight talk and advice.

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The counts claim was not wrong either.

By some miracle, they were able to summon the vassals first, but that army had become a poison.

They could not withstand such an army inside the castle. Food and supplies would quickly run out.

They could also buy time by abandoning the castle and maneuvering inland to avoid the enemies, but that was something the count could never do for the sake of face.

After the gangs of thieves finish their plundering, how will I deal with the aftermath?

However, if the count properly knew now who he was up against, he might have chosen that method instead.

s.

Does the count have a lot of military experience?

No. Emir would only have experience subjugating bands of rogue serfs or rebelling peasants at most.

Then what do you think that looks like?

. . .It looks like he wants to try his luck. . .

Ahir opened his mouth carefully.

Below the hill in front of them, dozens of banners were fluttering as the enemy formation unfolded. It was the army of the Count of Jekyllid taking position to deploy.

. . , . ? . .

Johan was confused.

Was it really purely a contest of strength?

Was the Count an *sshole?

. . .!

The knight heard thunder ringing in his ears. But that wasnt thunder. It was the sound of Johans giant killer shattering his shield and severing his windpipe.

The knight spewed blood and tumbled off his horse. The duel was merciless to the loser. Dust rose up, covering the knight. Johan looked on with a cold expression as he raised his war hammer. It was an honor only permitted to the winner.

Then a roar like thunder burst from Johans camp. Along with jeers, ridicule, and curses towards the enemy.

Na. . . Nahud-nim lost?!

That cant be. . .!

The enemy nobles were unable to open their mouths, their faces shocked. Knight Nahud had survived and won dozens of duels.

Thats why he had the honor of being the first from the enemy side to rush out and challenge Johan.

And yet he was struck down with one blow. They simply could not believe it.

That b*stard is calling for Jekyllid!

That guy. . .!

Johan fluently called for the Count of Jekyllid in Eastern. It was a request for the honorable nobleman to come out and determine the victor between them. After all, the fight was between him and Johan, so why shed the blood of others, he said. Upon hearing this, the Count gritted his teeth.

Having been challenged like that, if he didnt accept, his own sides honor would be in the gutter. The Count looked for his champion.

You expect me to just watch as that b*stard speaks like that? You want me to be humiliated?!

. . . . . .

Your Excellency, allow me to stand as your champion!

Good! Kill that b*stard!

A new knight sprang out. Johan waited and then briskly charged forward.

I am of the Hatoc. . . Oof!

The knight realized why that great Nahud had died as he collapsed. Johans strength exceeded imagination. He wielded that enormous war hammer as if it were a dagger.

Just the attack where he would spring out from his fallen posture and smash was terrifying, but if you tried to block with a shield, the shield itself would be reduced to scraps.

Johan blew apart the shield with one strike, then took the enemy knights head off with his second.

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The next knight, and the one after, similarly collapsed. Count Jekyllids camp became as silent as a graveyard. Shock and horror rendered them speechless.