Come to another world and become a lord

"Flame Alia!" Aeron called out the girl's name while enduring the pain, his tone filled with reluctance and fear.

Under the dim moonlight, Alia looked stern, wearing bright red armor, like a flame burning in the dark night. She put away her bow, drew the long sword from her waist, and rode her horse slowly forward. An invisible pressure instantly spread in the forest. Aeron could feel it, and the other nine knights could feel it too. They no longer paid attention to Carl who was waving his long sword around, but turned their horses' heads and headed towards the girl in unison, all of them drawing their weapons at the same time.

In the moonlight, the long sword flashed coldly. Nine enemy knights moved around her vigilantly, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes. They gathered forward and then quickly dispersed backwards, trying to swing their weapons continuously to test her flaws.

However, Alia just smiled slightly at their actions. She narrowed her eyes contemptuously and said:

"Don't waste time, let's go together~"

With these words, the battle began! A knight rushed towards Arya first, stabbing her with a long sword. Arya just turned her body slightly to avoid the attack, and then stabbed the opponent in the chest with a backhand, which was fast and accurate. The latter was shocked and stopped the horse. The sharp sword pierced the horse's raised head, and the horse fell down in pain, and the knight fell to the ground with him.

Seeing this, another knight raised his warhammer and attacked from the side. Arya was also quick-witted. At the moment when the warhammer was swung, she held on to the saddle tightly, leaned down and curled up on the side of the horse, avoiding the fatal blow. At the same time, she swung her long sword horizontally, and the tip of the sword accurately cut the opponent's wrist. The latter screamed in pain, and the warhammer fell to the ground.

At the moment when the knight was repelled, two more knights approached her from both sides at the same time, swinging their long swords and slashing wildly. The opponent came too fast and basically blocked her movement. The girl had no choice but to swing her sword to block. The long swords collided back and forth in the darkness, rubbing sparks. After several rounds of continuous confrontation, the long sword of one of them was directly knocked away, and the other seemed to be unable to withstand the continuous hard fight with Alia, and retreated in disgrace, and the hand holding the sword was still shaking when retreating.

At this time, Aeron was standing in the corner, bandaging himself with strips of cloth torn from his clothes. The bleeding had stopped temporarily, but his hands could not hold any weapons for the time being.

He watched silently as the battle became more intense. Alia was so beautiful, like a dancer leaping on the edge of death. Every spin and every swing of the sword was full of fatal beauty. The nine knights attacked continuously, but were defeated one after another. Some even lost their combat effectiveness after being injured. However, Alia always found a flaw at the critical moment and turned danger into safety. She fought against many enemies alone, like a Valkyrie descending to the earth, and the knights retreated again and again.

Aeron shook his head. This was not going to work. He thought, his own people were constantly getting hurt, but the woman seemed fine. This was absolutely not going to work. He had to find a way to defeat her. His eyes suddenly fell on Carl. He was not a knight, but a serf. He had not received any training, and even swinging a sword seemed a little clumsy. Wasn't this the best way to break through? Maybe they couldn't beat Arya, but they were more than enough to deal with Carl.

Thinking of this, he suddenly shouted loudly:

"Don't worry about that woman, just kill the Baron of Rickburg!"

"What?" Arya was shocked when she heard this, and the knights who fought with her were also surprised.

Indeed, they fought, they robbed villages and resources, these things happened frequently and were not surprising, but in the end they were still subjects of a kingdom, it was ok to seize territory, but killing nobles was a bit...

Although nobles occasionally died in battle, that was an inevitable risk in battle, and in the end it was just bad luck for the dead. But now, Aeron explicitly asked them to kill a baron, a noble! This was the first time for them.

Most of them were stunned for a moment, but just when everyone was still hesitating, one of the knights had already reacted, raised his sword and rushed towards Carl! This was not a difficult task, especially for a knight. As long as he was on a horse, killing Carl was just like killing a lone soldier on the battlefield. It was very simple and there was no suspense!

"No!" Looking at the knight rushing towards Carl, Alia wanted to stop him, but it was too late. She was too far away from him, and there were several knights blocking him. She could only watch him getting closer and closer to Carl. She knew that Carl couldn't handle it. It made sense that infantry couldn't fight cavalry. No one could resist that kind of impact.

Now there is only one way left... Arya took a long breath, pulled out the halberd that had been hanging behind her, aimed at the knight and threw it out fiercely!

The halberd flew through the air, passing over everyone's heads, making a sharp whistling sound, and flew towards the other side. Then everyone heard a sound similar to flesh being torn apart, followed by another scream, and the sound of horse hooves stopped, replaced by a person's heavy breathing. Everyone looked over and witnessed the most shocking scene in their lives:

The knight's chest was pierced by the halberd thrown at him, and a beating heart broke out of his body and stuck on the tip of the halberd, beating weakly for a few times with a little strength. The knight opened his mouth wide, staring at his chest in disbelief, and blood continued to spurt out until he fell down, his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he would be killed like this.

In an instant, Aeron felt guilty, and so did everyone else. The battle stopped, and the surroundings were terribly quiet. All they could hear was Alia saying to them in a cold voice:

"I will kill anyone who dares to touch him."

The voice was so piercing and cold, as if the god of death was whispering in his ear. What kind of monster is this? What kind of monster is this? Is she really a human? Aeron couldn't help asking himself. He looked at Alia again, and felt his back go cold and his palms sweat. It was still very cold that day, but he was sweating all over. Finally, he waved to everyone, and everyone followed him and retreated, moving away from Alia and Carl. After reaching a certain safe distance, they pulled the reins, turned their horses' heads and ran back like crazy, and finally disappeared into the night.

Carl was still in shock at this time, but what really shocked him more than the fact that Aeron wanted to kill him was Alia's terrible blow.

He looked at the body lying on the ground, then glanced at the direction where Iren and the others were running away, and then complained:

"Honestly, why are we wasting our time here? I think you can win this war alone."

However, Alia just laughed at herself and said:

"It's just good luck~ Yilan is not a weakling. I heard that he is particularly good at assassination and sneak attacks. Not only is he good at archery, but he also likes to poison the arrows. So I crippled his right hand at the first opportunity. Without him to harass from behind, and the others don't have long-range weapons, they can only fight head-on. But if we really go to the battlefield, even if we can't win in close combat, we can still run and shoot arrows~"

Carl waved his hands helplessly. Alia was right. If it was a close combat, even if the opponents were a group of people, there would only be a few fighting at the same time. But it was different with bows and arrows. As many arrows could be shot at the same time as there were people. No matter how strong your martial arts were, you could not escape the fate of being shot into a sieve.

"Besides..." She walked over to the corpse and took a look, then said, "Luckily they weren't wearing armor, otherwise I would have been helpless just now~"