Chapter 369 Raising the White Flag

First blood!

No significant reward.

The Black Dragon leaped high into the air, jumping over the enemy warhorses that had fallen to the ground, and charged towards another warhorse. With his mana flowing, Liszt instantly killed another knight. His lance did not break and continued to thrust towards another Earth Knight.

This Earth Knight appeared to be quite agile. He forcibly twisted his body to dodge the lance, avoiding being impaled. He was struck by the lance’s shaft and fell off his horse. However, being stabbed to death or falling off the horse led to the same outcome. Before Liszt could switch to his Red Blood Sword to finish the job,

Hiddleston had already pounced, crushing the Earth Knight's head with a single swipe of his paw.

As an intermediate-level magical beast, Hiddleston weighed over two tons. His dog paw's power was comparable to a stone mill, crushing the knight's head, helmet and all, into pieces.

Liszt no longer paid attention to the knight Hiddleston had crushed. He continued his charge while keeping an eye on the situation around him.

The Black Knights had already caught the Mane City Knights off guard. With Hiddleston's magic causing further chaos, the Mane City Knights fell into disarray, allowing the Black Knights to cut through them. Countless lances stabbed into the panicked enemy forces.

The panicked Mane City Knights not only trampled their own comrades but also failed to unleash the power of their charge. The mana that had converged was already dispersed in the chaos, leaving them to fight individually.

As a result, their lances failed to hit even a single Black Knights knight.

The situation was one-sided.

Feeling even more emboldened, Liszt sought out a third Earth Knight to assassinate. With Hiddleston's assistance, the continuous rock spikes from Hiddleston further disrupted the enemy formation, and he faced no real resistance. Moreover, he was an elite Earth Knight fueled by potions, his mana overwhelming as the "Flame Wave" frequently erupted.

In just a single encounter, a third of the enemy knights had already fallen.

At that moment, the elite archers who had been besieging the Nameless Castle also arrived, picking off enemies with precise arrows from the periphery.

Hiddleston.

The archers.

The charging knights.

Under the combined assault, the Mane City Knights instantly fell into a state of annihilation, unable to even escape. The Black Knights charged wildly, piercing through the enemy and then immediately turning their horses around for a second charge, followed by a third. They cut down enemies like reaping wheat.

Liszt was the most ferocious. He remembered that he still had a smoke mission to complete—personally killing an enemy knight of equal rank, an elite Earth Knight.

He wasn't sure if the first knight he had killed was an elite Earth Knight, so he needed to hurry and kill more Earth Knights. He was bound to encounter an elite Earth Knight eventually.

Madly harvesting lives, after his lance broke from killing two men, he immediately switched to the Red Blood Sword and killed another. After three charges, no enemies remained within reach. Unwilling to stop, he took the bow from his back and continued to pick off the Earth Knights who had fallen but were still alive. He actually managed to secure a few more kills.

At that moment,

Not a single Mane City Knight remained standing on the battlefield. The Black Knights continued to charge, completing a magnificent slaughter, with Hiddleston deserving much credit. The formidable combat power of the intermediate magical beast was fully displayed, especially in disrupting the enemy's charging formation, which was remarkably effective.

Compared to human magicians who needed time to prepare spells, magical beasts could cast spells instantly with just an open mouth.

After all, the source of magic power for magical beasts was largely from within themselves, whereas magicians had to gather magic power from the air. The speed of casting spells was not on the same level. Even a great magician who specialized in earth magic could not disrupt a charging formation so smoothly.

"I surrender!"

A heavily wounded Earth Knight lying on the ground cried out in agony.

He noticed that Liszt had already aimed his bow at him. In normal circumstances, a knight could opt to surrender, and then their family or lord would ransom them back. If no one came to ransom them, they would be demoted to serfs and work for their captor to repay the debt.

Nobles followed this rule, rarely killing captives, because ransoming captives required a large sum of money, which was more profitable than killing them.

However.

The arrow in Liszt's hand still pierced the throat beneath the knight's helmet. The Duke's fury was intense, and he had given direct orders that no prisoners were to be taken; traitors were unforgivable. More importantly, these knights were not crusaders. If captured, their lands and wealth would be confiscated by the Duke, leaving them with no means to ransom themselves.

"Huff."

Only after confirming that no knight remained alive did Liszt lower his bow, his gaze coldly sweeping over the blood-soaked battlefield.

More than a hundred Earth Knights lay in pools of blood.

The mournful neighs of warhorses mingled with the scent of blood in the air, painting a grim picture of the brutality of war.

First charge, first kill, first victory—Liszt didn't know what he felt inside. Raised under the red flag, he had never even killed a chicken, let alone a man. But transported to this world, after hunting monsters, he had finally begun to hunt his own kind.

The adrenaline slowly faded, and he felt a wave of nausea rising.

But he knew he couldn't vomit; otherwise, the image of his brave combat would crumble instantly. As a noble and a knight, he must maintain a fearless and valiant appearance.

"Sir Captain, all enemy knights have been slain!" Captain Leiden rode up, his body splattered with blood, but it was all others'.

"How are our casualties?"

"No deaths, only two knights are severely wounded and out of action."

"The severely wounded knights should be tended to by the squires. Divide two squadrons of knights to guard the tunnel exits in Mane City!" Liszt suppressed his urge to vomit and said coldly, "The rest follow me to besiege the castle!"

The Black Dragon horse galloped again, the scorching sun beating down, and the warm wind brushing against his face, helping him to slightly shake off the impact of the killing.

He needed to let off some steam!

Perhaps because his attention was once again diverted by the war, he no longer thought about the human limbs on the ground, nor the fact that his hands were stained with the blood of his fellow humans. He only wanted to tear down the Nameless Castle. In fact, ever since he started killing rats, he had fully embraced this world’s twisted morals and ethics.

War is the destiny of a knight!

Blood is the noble's finest wine!

……

Seeing the knights from Mane City, who had failed in their sneak attack and were instead completely annihilated, the guards of the Nameless Castle fell into a state of utter chaos. With only a few dozen Earth Knights left, they didn’t dare show their faces.

However, just as Liszt was about to dismantle the Nameless Castle with Hiddleston, a white flag appeared at the castle’s window.

White signifies surrender—purity symbolizing total defeat and loss.

This was a flag indicating surrender.

Soon, the castle gates opened, and the disarmed knights shuffled out, heads hung low. One of the knights shouted, “Howard Stickwood, speaking for all the nobles of Mane City, surrenders to our noble conquerors!” Immediately after, the group of knights knelt on one knee, indicating submission.

This made Liszt, who was ready to demolish the castle in frustration, hesitate.

According to the Duke’s orders, no prisoners were to be taken, so he had executed the enemy knights after the charge. However, these unarmed knights offering their surrender put him in a difficult position.

To kill?

Or spare them?