Rise In Calradia

　　 The gate was overturned in a violent explosion, and the surrounding soldiers were all taken aback by the thunderous noise and the sudden eruption of flames.

The Rhodoks at the head of the city fell to the ground in the vibration and shock wave of the explosion, and the crossbowmen who guarded the crossbow arrows fired from the tower were so scared that they dropped their crossbow arrows and fell on their bodies.

The attacks of the Swadia soldiers also stopped. Almost all of them stared blankly at the burning flames at the city gate and opened their mouths wide. Many of them still maintained the posture they had when they were charging, holding their weapons, and walking with their legs, which looked a little ridiculous for a while.

The chaotic and noisy siege battlefield instantly became quiet.

Count Dillinard and the nobles around looked at the gate of the city in amazement, and the horses kept moving because of the fright.

"Is that a dragon..."

In the quiet battlefield, a trembling voice came out, and the troops on both sides began to agitate.

"That's what we did. The victory belongs to Swadia. Offense!"

And Byron was relieved from the irritation that the gunpowder explosion had on his ears and brain. He raised the mace and rushed forward.

Although the nearby Peony Mercenary was frightened, they had been warned in advance, so they reacted the fastest.

"Strike into the castle!"

Fattis also slowed down, shouting slogans loudly, closely following Byron's footsteps.

He had been to the experimental farm with Byron before, and he had also seen the explosion of 16 ounces of low-quality gunpowder. But compared to the big artillery battle before, the power of gunpowder this time really shocked him.

For a moment, he even felt that this was not something in the world, but that the gods were angry.

The soldiers of Swadia probably understood what was going on. Seeing someone taking the lead, they followed in the footsteps of the soldiers in front, rushed into the overturned doorway, and smashed the iron door that had been distorted by the explosion. It was like a tide. Rushed into the city.

Rhodok's soldiers were still resisting them with crossbow arrows and city defense weapons, but the previous explosion scared these disciplined soldiers into anxiety and their combat effectiveness dropped drastically.

A whole team of Swadia knights and sergeants also rushed into the city as elite forces, using their maces to forcibly knock out a path from the Rodok Spear Army.

And the infantry and cavalry of the Peony Mercenaries have always been at the forefront in the battle. They were impressed by the power that Byron had at his disposal, as if seeing the victory in sight.

Some soldiers persisted in fighting even if they had a few arrows in their bodies. And those mercenaries who were recruited by Byron in the last mercenary incident are not dealing with and evading the battle at this time, they are really fighting for Byron!

The Peony banner has been damaged in the battle and has been stained with a lot of blood. But John still held it high, rushing to the front of the team and leading the soldiers of the mercenary team to launch a nearly crazy attack.

The city gate was quickly taken down, and the tower and other areas of the outer city wall were quickly occupied by Swadia soldiers. The Rhodoks retreated to the building in the middle of the castle and the core lord's fort, and continued to fight.

The battle lasted for six days, and the Rodok army resisted stubbornly, but the fate of defeat was still unavoidable.

The 2,400 Rhodok soldiers who originally defended the city have been reduced to less than 300. And their support was stopped by the troops led by Earl Prays from Serendil and unable to move forward. In desperation, the lord of Fort Greinward, Earl Jehammor finally chose to surrender, called out the castle, and redeemed his soldiers and family at the cost of 25,000 dinars, leaving behind all that he could not bring. He left the city humiliatingly.

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In the hall of Fort Greyward, King Haraus sat in the position previously used by the lord, sitting next to him were the Marshal Earl Dilinard and Prince Harau.

The other earl lords sat on nearby chairs, forming a semicircle with the king as the center. Next to them stood their barons and the best knights, and they raised their flags.

The door of the hall slowly opened, and a man in a gorgeous robe with royal marks pushed open the door and bowed to the king and all the nobles with a hand on his back.

"Your Excellency Byron is here, Your Majesty."

"Invite him in."

King Harous nodded, and gestured with his finger.

"Come in, Lord Byron."

The servant of royal blood bowed slightly at Byron, who was standing outside, and stretched out his hand to invite him in.

Byron nodded and took a deep breath, pressing the gold-plated sword pinned to his waist, straightening his waist and walking in in the same way that Fatis had given him before.

He walked to the middle of the house, then knelt down on one knee and swore allegiance to King Harous.

"The legitimate ruler of Swadia, my benevolent and powerful king, your loyal knight Byron, hereby pay you the highest respect."

King Harous stood up, walked straight to Byron's sword with his sword, and looked down at him.

"Knight Byron, you have proved your worth on the battlefield, whether you use sword or command, you have performed very well. Your bravery under Gruen Ward has won us a victory, how can I reward And you?"

Byron knew that the critical time had come, and King Harrods's question was completely polite. Basically, there will be all reward occasions. As a mercenary leader who has just won the title of knight, he certainly can't ask for rewards rashly.

"It is my honor to fight for you, no matter what you give me, I will be honored to accept it, Your Majesty."

Byron's humility satisfied King Harous, and he also raised the sword and placed it on Byron's shoulder.

The nobles around are a little surprised, this is not just a reward, it is more like an honor!

Before, King Harrods had told the lords that he would reward Byron, gain his loyalty and the method of making weapons that played a powerful role in the siege. The lords who supported the king agreed to this, and even felt that if necessary, they could give him a bad piece of land as a fief, allowing him to enjoy the treatment of a nobleman. If he needs to be eradicated someday, it will be much more convenient.

But they didn't expect that King Harous, who always likes to be arbitrary, would even give him a knight at such a time! Give a so-called knight from a mercenary background!

"Swear an oath to me~www.readwn.com~Byron, I will reserve a place for you at my banquet."

"It's a great honor, Your Majesty!"

Byron's heart began to beat fast again, and if he raised his head, King Harous would be able to see how brilliant his smile was.

With the help of others, Byron recites the vow that has not changed in a hundred years.

"I swear allegiance to you, the legal ruler of the Kingdom of Swadia."

"As long as I have a breath, I will be your loyal subordinate."

"I will take your glory as the glory, your pursuit as the pursuit, and your enemy as the enemy. When you need me, I will fight your enemies to the end. I will follow you for life to death. Unswervingly."

"Finally, I will safeguard your legal kingship and legal heirs, and protect your family's prosperity!"

Byron finished his vow, and the sword of King Harous moved from his left shoulder to his right shoulder.

"I accept your vow and grant you the title of Baron, and give you the main town of Serendil as your fief. May the glory be with you, Baron Byron. Follow me, and you will have a bright future!"

In the counties’ doubts and solemn expressions, King Harous retracted his sword, asked Byron to get up, handed him the Baron’s sword, which symbolized the status of the baron, and gave him a gold simple crown with his own hands.

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