These soldiers just didn't know that Luo De had arranged everything long ago.

Durant had already taken people and circled around from the east, guarding the perimeter.

This involved Luo De's upcoming plan and arrangements, so Luo De could not allow anyone to escape.

The two-legged flying dragons Frost and Thunder were still intelligent, and the targets Luo De chose for them, they naturally wouldn't easily let go.

So in the eyes of Frost and Thunder, there was only the prey Chris, and they did not pursue anyone else.

Chris swung his longsword in a sweeping motion, but the two-legged flying dragon wasn't afraid, Frost lunged forward and bit onto his longsword.

Thunder, even more so, directly lunged towards his neck.

The continuous hunting and inherited instincts in their blood over these days made them understand that hunting must strike with certainty and directly bite the opponent to death.

They also knew that a human's neck was a fatal weak point, biting through it would be lethal.

Chris was shocked, immediately throwing the longsword to the side and frantically rolling away.

Chris scrambled awkwardly under the claws of the two-legged flying dragon, using the dense forest to dodge the dragon's attacks.

Cultivating the breathing technique left him with ample stamina, nimbly dodging back and forth in the forest, relying on the terrain to evade pursuit.

But Chris knew he couldn't hold on for long, he had to find a way to escape.

Suddenly he realized Luo De standing beside him.

—Since he couldn't beat the pet, then he would deal with the pet's master!

Chris dodged Frost's attack in a flash, stamping forcefully on the ground, his eyes fiercely rushing towards Luo De!

He quickly picked up a longsword from the ground, somersaulted up, and slashed at Luo De!

The guards hurried forward to stop him, but Chris didn't care at all, still directly charging at Luo De!

Luo De's mouth slightly curved upwards, the heavy steel great sword swooped up with a heavy whoosh, the blade drawing a dazzling arc in the air.

"Clang!"

In the crisp sound of metal, the longsword was instantly cut in half, its broken tip spinning in an arc and nailing into a nearby tree.

And Luo De's steel great sword, steadily rested against Chris's neck,

"Kneel, intruder."

...

...

Chris kneeled on the ground blankly, the whole person dumbfounded.

Suddenly he remembered that the captain in full body armor had easily cut through his longsword with a war axe, so how much worse could the weapon in the Baron's hand be?

It's just that the way Baron Rod casually lifted the broadsword, was it really not a dream?

This Lord is truly terrifying.

Chris gave up resisting, two guards quickly came forward to press him down, pushing him back to the original camp.

The battle was basically over, the rest was pursuing the deserters.

Those were left to Gang Le and Durant to handle.

By the campfire, Luo De leaned on his steel great sword, his eyes sharply beginning to interrogate Chris.

The first inquiries were only some basic information, name, family, identity, purpose, etc.

Chris didn't hesitate and told Luo De the information he wanted.

Soon, Durant brought the captive escapees to Luo De.

"All those fleeing south have been captured, Lord Baron."

Durant reported: "Our patrol teams are still searching in other directions, there should be no omissions."

"How is it on Gang Le's side?" Luo De tapped his finger on the sword hilt.

"Several new soldiers ran deep into our territory, captured by the troops left behind."

Durant quickly responded,

"I've already ordered a count of all enemy numbers, even sorted through their corpses for you, then tally our casualties."

"Very good."

Luo De nodded.

He still had confidence in Durant's work.

And with this, Luo De could continue his plan.

Luo De turned his eyes back to Chris, asking in a deep voice: "Tell me, how do you report information? How often do you report it?"

Chris felt a sinking heart.

This information involved Hawk Count's military core.

Chris lowered his head, silent, a faint sweat appearing on his forehead.

The basic information was unimportant; originally, Hawk Count hadn't made them hide it.

But conveying messages involved so much; if he spoke out, Chris likely could never return to the Earl's Domain.

His wife and children were in the Earl's Domain; he couldn't easily betray Hawk Count.

"Very well, I admire your loyalty."

Luo De saw his meaning, his mouth slightly curved upward, "At least as a knight, you are qualified.

But, we are enemies."

Luo De's voice suddenly turned cold, "If you cannot give me a satisfactory answer, then I will spare no means against you."

"Esteemed Lord Baron,"

Chris raised his head with difficulty,

"I am a knight prisoner. You should understand how difficult it is to train a knight.

As long as you write to Hawk Count, he will pay the ransom for me, and please follow the rules between nobles, treat me well."

"You're not nobility; I don't need to adhere to any rules."

Luo De shook his head slightly, "I only want the information I want to know, tell me now."

Luo De didn't intend to make a deal with that Hawk Count yet, didn't want to notify that Count of the situation here.

Luo De felt very displeased.

Just because he accepted a dozen refugees, spent money to buy a few slaves, Hawk Count sent people to attack his territory?

Without even sending a letter, just dispatched knights directly?

Although even if Hawk Count wrote, he wouldn't back down, this act of being presumed to be soft irritated Luo De.

When nobles from both sides go to war, if evenly matched, they would naturally debate first.

Only when you completely disregard the other, look down on them, see them as irrelevant, will you send troops directly.

Would you write a letter before stepping on an ant?

Thinking of this, Luo De felt insulted.

Indeed, he was just a newly appointed baron.

Because of this, Luo De was not willing to wait for someone else's goodwill or negotiate with Hawk Count just yet.

Now Luo De only wanted to proceed according to his own plan and rhythm.

Chris was apparently tougher than he appeared, keeping his head down, jaw clenched, refusing to speak.

Luo De didn't want to waste words, waving a hand and turning to ask the guards: "Which of you is the harshest?"

The guards exchanged glances, and one willingly stepped forward,

"Lord, just instruct us, we're willing to do anything for you."

The other guards nodded, their expressions determined.

The guards understood, the Lord was about to take action.

"Very good, then from now on, tend to this knight properly."

Luo De coldly instructed: "By whatever means, I just want him to talk."

"No problem, Lord, we've learned some of this before."

The guards readily answered.

Luo De nodded, turning away, pulling out his jerky to roast over the fire.

Late-night snacks were better hot for the stomach.

And soon behind him came the voice of Chris.

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