As the Nord infantry under the Duke's leadership resisted weaker and weaker, the scene gradually became quieter.

The Vigian mercenaries in the front row who had just completed the battle did not take advantage of the victory after dealing with the infantry under the Duke's leadership, but raised their shields and axes to move closer to their formation.

Left the remaining sailors and longbowmen back to back, guarding against enemies from the sea and on the shore in vain.

The sun is just right at this time, and the sun has not yet set west. A few seagulls floated by the sea in the distance, and the picture is quiet and peaceful.

But for the Duke and the others, they were in a bad mood when they were fighting for beasts.

"I'm Sir Edgar! Let old Bob come and see me!"

Sir Edgar shouted to the Miluo Island military formation.

Now all he has left is the path of decent surrender. Since the enemy has not chosen to slaughter them all, he must be afraid of the strength of the Duke leader, so there is still room for maneuver in everything.

After a long time, Miluo Island surrounded the tight semi-arc encirclement and cracked a gap. A crowd of people wearing full plate armor, long sword on their waists, and outfitting a knight.

Pull the snap on the helmet and reveal half of his face: "Surrender quickly and treat prisoners with preferential treatment."

"Who is calling out to the Duke's Legion?"

Sir Edgar asked frowned and said, "The person who called out was not old Bob or Remy and David."

"Standing in front of you is the Lord of Miluo Island, the Guardian of the Ginis, the Savior of the North, the Nemesis of the Omen Wolf, Lord Link!"

The black-skinned native beside the plate-armored knight spoke fluently and introduced him loudly to Sir Edgar.

Link stood there with his sword in his hands, listening to Carl's name, feeling extremely ashamed.

There is no way. In the war between noble lords these days, such an exaggerated way of registering each other's names is popular.

"It turned out to be that gladiator!"

As the new security manager of Miluo Island, Sir Edgar knew something before leaving. Now that he heard that the other party was named the Lord of Miluo Island, his feelings of ignorance became stronger and stronger.

"Where is the manager of Bob? I want to meet the manager of Bob!"

"You have two ways to choose, either send you to see Old Bob today, or surrender immediately, wait for the duke to be redeemed and meet your family again!

Sir Edgar! The choice is in your hands.”

Carl made a generous speech, and he could not see the trembling look he had before the battle.

Sir Edgar was very confused after hearing this.

‘How can I surrender to a guy who was born into a slave gladiator? If this is spread, I will become a laughing stock among the nobles!’

In wars between nobles, winning or losing is common. It is normal for a qualified noble to surrender after losing the war.

Both nobles have an unwritten rule that the surrendered nobles must be given the decent treatment they deserve. After the other party’s family redeems him, both parties will relieve their past grudges. The surrendered nobles are even obliged to spread the other party’s reputation in the aristocratic circle.

Killing a surrendered nobleman will make the murderer a public enemy of the entire continent. No one will like a person who breaks the rules, especially when the rules are formulated by the nobles of the ruling class.

If Link was an orthodox nobleman from various countries in the mainland, it would be reasonable whether Sir Edgar chose to surrender or fight to the death.

Surrender can be understood by people, and fighting to the death will eventually be respected by the duke and won the reputation behind you.

But unfortunately, Link is a miscellaneous nobleman who was born in a gladiator. Regardless of whether his aristocratic status will be recognized by various countries in the mainland, losing to him alone will be enough to make Edgar the laughing stock of the duke.

Surrendering to the other party will bring shame to the family, which is an unforgivable act for a noble family that regards honor as higher than life.

‘Is there only one way to fight to the death?’

Edgar looked at the Duke-leader soldiers who were staring at him in a panic. Although these elite soldiers fought bravely and obeyed orders, they now knew that their destiny was in the words of Sir Edgar.

If there is hope for life, who can truly be ashamed of death?

Behind these soldiers are families looking forward to their safe return.

Sir Edgar could not do it, he could only die in obscurity.

The adjutant beside the voice was so anxious that he sweated coldly, fearing that the jazz would be at the forefront of the nobles and want to hold on to the nobles' honor and fight the other party to the death.

"Sir, let's put down our weapons first. This is not considered surrender. Let me discuss with the opponent again."

The adjutant racked his brains and tactfully persuaded Sir Edgar that as long as the Sir agreed, the surrender would be all counted on Sir Edgar. After he felt wronged for a while, he returned to the Duke and was still a promising upcoming artist.

"Call me out!"

“What…what?”

The adjutant was stunned for a moment, as if he could not hear the jazz's orders clearly.

"I said!"

Sir Edgar gritted his teeth and shouted in a low growl that only the adjutant standing beside him could hear.

"I'm so cruel to the back of my head! Knock me out!"

The adjutant heard it clearly and was ecstatic.

Pinch your fist with your right hand and lift it up.

Sir Edgar closed his eyes as if he had accepted his fate, and he decided to use this method of pretending to be dizzy.

There was a "bang".

‘This idiot!’

The adjutant punched Sir Edgar's cervical spine, which not only failed to knock him out, but instead made him feel that his cervical spine was almost broken.

Before he could correct the other party, he heard the adjutant shouting: "Sir Edgar agreed to surrender! The jazz ordered everyone to put down their weapons!"

Sir Edgar, who was touching his neck, raised his eyes after hearing this, and looked at the adjutant with disbelief, and finally fainted from anger.

"I was actually made by this guy..."

The soldiers of the Duke and Leaders around looked at each other. They could not see the filth between the adjutant and the jazz. Sir Edgar had fainted. Under the order of the adjutant of the second commander on the field, everyone threw down their weapons and officially began to surrender.

The sailors had to do what they saw. They were inexplicably ordered to disembark for support, and now they surrendered for no reason and were captured.

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The Duke's army was in a desperate situation. Under the covetous eyes of the Miluo Island army, Jon was disarmed and escorted to the prison in the hinterland of Miluo Island. What awaits them is endless labor reform.

After posing, Link took off his plate armor and changed into a light body outfit, he couldn't wait to get onto the newly captured warships.

Kenneth was ordering, tied up the captive crew members on the battleship and arranged them in turn on the side of the ship on the deck.

Without the sailors, the battleships faced the Jump Gang guys led by Kenneth, and they could be said to have no power to fight back. They didn't even have enough people to raise the sails.
Chapter completed!