The vast fortress coalition army slowly walked on the road to Border Town.
At the forefront of the team was the Knights Order, which consisted of the six members of the fortress. From the armor and clothing of each knight, you can see the difference in the strength of the family to which they belong. Undoubtedly, the most eye-catching knights are the knights under the command of Duke Ryan. The mounts under their crotch are short-tailed horses from the capital. They are good at long-distance running and are a lap larger than other horses. The knights sitting on horseback are even more powerful. Their armor is uniformly made by the fortress "Hammer and Dragon's Tooth" blacksmith shop. The wolf head, as if roaring with its mouth open. The cloak on the back is embroidered with delicate patterns, and a red ribbon is tied around the waist.
These knights are not good looking. After the month of the demons ends every year, they are responsible for going out of the city to clear the remaining demonic beasts and ensure smooth land access. Everyone has accumulated a lot of combat experience. When it comes to fighting alone, they are not much worse than the Knights of the Royal Capital, but they are slightly insufficient in number. The knight unit is already an astonishing expense.
Duke Ryan looked at this sharp division with satisfaction. There is no doubt that with their strength, no one in the Western Region can stop him.
Walking in the middle of the team was the mercenary troop, and their equipment was much inferior in comparison. Most of them wore some old mail or piece armor, either lacking handguards or helmets. There are also some people who are only equipped with cheap leather armor, and their weapons are also various. They scattered widely along the road, building together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing loudly as they walked, as if this trip was not for fighting, but just for sightseeing in spring.
At the end of the line were the freedmen who had been forcibly conscripted by the lords. They dragged one wheel after another carrying food and tents, and slowly followed behind the mercenaries. The difference in the speed of travel made the team of about 1,500 people stretched very long, and the knights at the front had to stop from time to time to wait for the people behind to catch up.
"My lord," Hiltai Medela, Earl of Elk, pulled the reins, allowing himself and the duke to march head-to-head, "We are still half a day away from Border Town. If everything goes well, we should be able to arrive at the dog hour (4:00 p.m.). At that time, the troops Should we rest all night and wait until the next morning, or attack the lord's castle immediately?"
"Do you still want to sleep in the fields?" laughed the Duke. "At night I think we should lie on the big bed of the castle, not in the wet mud. Of course, the royal family's face still has to be taken care of. Arrival After Border Town, I will first send an envoy to persuade him to surrender."
Earl Honeysuckle walked in a slightly forward position, he turned his head, "The knights have been walking for a day, and the people and horses are tired. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to attack directly? After all, Roland Wimbledon relies on his miners. Having survived the entire Demon Moon safely, I think we'd better be cautious."
"Haha, it's fine that others don't know, even you don't know the details of the evil beasts? My old friend. They are indeed scary in the wild, fast and powerful, but if there is a city wall, most Evil beasts are just targets. They are just beasts in the end." Earl Elk shrugged, "I'm surprised that he can build a city wall so quickly, but with this alone, it's impossible to resist my knights, right? They can Not a brainless idiot."
"That's it. And I also received a message from the north," Duke Ryan said casually, "This year, Hermes was attacked by a large number of mixed-species demon beasts, and the New Holy City almost fell. It is unclear at this time. The reason, but it seems that this year's evil beasts are all going to the holy city, and the western side is just a few fish that slip through the net."
As the owner of the Western Territory, his eyes are not only focused on this remote place, but also in major cities and towns with eyeliners that have been installed for many years, constantly passing back the latest information to him. The tragic battle in the north is not the focus. A few days ago, he received a secret report from the cliff city. The new king Tifeko and the clear water queen Garcia broke out in a fierce battle in the southern city of the Eagle. According to the previous The news that Tifeko's team should arrive at Eagle City in a month.
The letter did not mention the battle, but only described that when Tifeko returned from the cliff city, there were only a few thousand troops left, and he was unable to block the road as he had come. Others saw the Eagle City burst into flames, and the black plume of smoke rose almost flush with the clouds. Residents of the surrounding towns witnessed this spectacle.
There is no doubt that such a tragic loss is a serious blow to the new king, whether or not the Queen of Clear Water died at the hands of Tifeko. This secret letter made Duke Ryan feel ready to move, and he sent several groups of cronies to the capital and the eastern border overnight, hoping to find out about the current situation of Tifeko. If the battle of the two kings had the chance to destroy the new king's precarious regime, he definitely wouldn't mind putting another torch on the fire.
If you want to be the king independently, now is almost the best chance. The soldiers in the north were buried at the foot of the holy city. The south just experienced a big battle. Obviously, they need to lie down and lick their wounds. I will not mention Dongjing and Wangdu. I am afraid that they will not be able to recover in a few years. As long as you pull a group of people to eat the north, you can tear the Graycastle in half. By that time, his territory and population would be comparable to that of the Eternal Winter Kingdom in the northernmost part of the continent, and his strength would be able to compete with the southeast of Greycastle.
And he, Osmond Lane, will be the first king of this land.
Thinking of this, the Duke showed a smug smile. He hoped that after the farce ended today, he would immediately lead the prince back tomorrow. If he is lucky, in three days, he will receive good news from his cronies in the castle.
When the sun gradually slanted west and was approaching the top of the mountains, Ryan saw the looming outline of the castle in Border Town... and a group of people lined up densely outside the town.
"Father, Lord Duke," Ren Meade, who was in charge of leading the way in front of the team, rushed back to report, "Those people in front should be the guards of the Fourth Prince. They all hold weapons and don't seem to welcome us."
"That's fine, at least we don't have to bother going to the castle to invite him," Earl Elk said with a smile, "Go and inform the knights to slow down, it's still a long way from charging."
"Yes, father," Ren took the order.
Duke Ryan raised his observation glass and watched the opponent's formation. The team in the mirror looked very strange. They held a strange weapon and stood in two dense rows next to each other. To say that the weapon is a long spear, the point of the spear is not visible at all, and the grip is too short. And the array that the opponent puts out is too unreasonable... Such a thin line of defense, wouldn't it be worn in a flash
This made the duke a little confused. Even if the prince had no common sense of the army, he still had knights and personal guards under his command. It was impossible for them to accompany him all the time, right? After thinking for a moment, the duke decided to let the mercenaries take the lead, and the knights temporarily stopped in the charge acceleration area to see what the prince had in mind.
Of course, the messenger to persuade surrender must still be sent. Duke Ryan recruited a guard, "You go and tell the prince that I have no intention of hurting him, but the will of King Timothy Wimbledon has arrived, and I have to obey. If he puts down his weapon and surrenders now, he will not suffer any harm. , I will escort him back to the capital according to the treatment of a prince."
The assembly of the army was a very slow process. The knights took their places one after another, while the mercenaries were still slowly gathering in front of the formation. At this moment, Duke Ryan saw four groups of flames appearing on the opponent's position, and the flames flashed away, and then a blue smoke rose. He frowned, thinking he had read it wrong, and was about to take a closer look with the observation glass, when a series of thunder-like loud noises suddenly exploded in his ears! (.)