Cheers rang out from the battlements.
On the other side, in the enemy camp, a few soldiers were lying on the ground. Not far away, Count Kroya and the others who had left in the dust had already run until only their backs were left.
The enemy Knights who had just arrived grabbed a soldier and said, "F*ck! Are you eating sh*t? You can let that bastard Kroya run away just like that!"
"The peasant women with the black bread are even better at fighting than you stupid pigs!"
At this moment, a figure walked over from not far away.
It was a beautiful woman with a noble temperament. She looked very out of place in this army full of men.
The Knight quickly put down the soldier in his hand and walked over to salute, "Her Highness Trish."
His attitude was very respectful.
The Knight said, "I'm very sorry, my good-for-nothings were unable to keep Kroya."
