Was he supposed to tell his father that the infantry had been left over from the unselected cavalry and had been idle for ten years, while he had trained them for only a month or two? It was useless for any reason, but it was because the soldiers he trained and sent them to guard the city gate opened the city gate ridiculously by themselves. This even made the elite archers on the towers and battlements risk their lives to hinder the heroism of the opponent's bombardment of the city gate, which became like a joke.
I originally planned to let them play some role. After all, in the city gate hole, as long as you desperately resist the city gate, it will be fine. If you can delay a little longer, delay it a little longer. It would be even better if it could be delayed until the rest of the upper-class nobles in Nanjun Territory arrived here.
But now, everything is messed up by the soldiers he trained. Even if those soldiers don't open the city gate, judging from the current situation, they won't last long. However, this is not important anymore. The possibility of him wanting to regain military power and take revenge on Baron Kant is very small.
Viscount Carl Cameron looked at Baron Kant, who was standing above the goshawk in the sky, with blond hair fluttering in the wind, and the bloody cloak rattling fiercely behind his back, he lost his mind for a while.
Baron Kant at this time was very dazzling in Carl Cameron's eyes, even a little dazzling. This guy, the terrifying guy who could split even the baron of the world in half with a sword, has become a terrifying existence that his father, who has always been the biggest hero in his heart, dare not confront him head-on.
It's too powerful! Standing alone in the sky, it was like stepping on the entire Lion Castle on the ground. Viscount Carl Cameron, as the master of Lion Castle other than his father, felt a little taken for granted at this time.
Recalling how Baron Kant humiliated him and the other four top Earls of the Lion Principality back then, treating them as weak worms, for some reason, Viscount Carl Cameron no longer had the feeling that his heart would explode with anger .
At the same time, it was really hard for him to understand how this guy, who was treated like a bastard since he was a child, even led thirty ridiculous farmers to the desperate situation of death in the Nalun Desert, how could he grow step by step to be as powerful and terrifying as he is today.
However, the current situation has made it impossible for Viscount Carl Cameron to continue thinking.
He heard the cold words of his father, Baron Ryan Isai Cameron: "Carl, you go to the Cameron Castle of my fief demiplane, there is one in my bedroom Chamber of Secrets, this token can help you open the Chamber of Secrets. There is the inheritance of our Cameron family, if this token starts to emit a gray breath, it means that I am dead."
Baron Ryan Isai Cameron watched Baron Kant's army slowly advancing towards the gate of Lion Castle, and handed a gray token to Viscount Carl Cameron. Continued: "There is a one-way teleportation array in the secret room. If I die, you escape from that one-way teleportation array. Remember to bring our family's inheritance. After I die, you should awaken your real name as soon as possible and inherit it." My title of world baron, at the same time, I can go to rely on the seniors of the family. If you can return to the mainland of the Isai world in the future, if Baron Kant is still alive at that time, don’t forget the hatred of our family!"
Baron Carl Cameron heard the indifferent words of Ryan Isai Cameron, and understood that this was his father's last words of farewell, and tears flowed down involuntarily. No matter how much his father has changed after inheriting the title of world baron and obtaining the inheritance of the Cameron family, Carl Cameron can still feel his father's deep love for him.
He also understood that in the face of the extremely powerful Baron Kant, his father was really in danger of falling.
"Father, let me be with you, I'm not afraid of death!" Viscount Carl Cameron suddenly felt a rush of blood and courage, and he couldn't help saying.
"Get out!" Baron Ryan Isai Cameron shot suddenly, and a strong force of curse rules hit Viscount Carl Cameron fiercely, pushing him far away.
After Kant put away the Spirit of War, as soon as he thought about it, the goshawk carried him towards the towers and battlements. When he moved to the top of the tower, Kant released 100 war spirits again, but this time he released the spirit of war directly on the tower and battlements, and sent them to clean up the archers on the towers and battlements.
As soon as the spirit of war appeared, the archers on the towers and battlements were immediately surprised.
There is no reason for heavy cavalry to appear directly on the city walls and towers with men and horses. This simply subverts the perception of the world by this group of archers. They often fight the army of demons, and they have never encountered such a strange monster. situation.
These heavy cavalry, they are very familiar with, just now, they have poured a lot of arrows at this heavy cavalry, but it has no effect at all. Now, this heavy cavalry appeared directly on top of the towers and battlements, which brought them nothing but surprise and fear.
What can they do against an army that their arrows can't break through
"Archery! Archery! The distance is so close, we will definitely be able to shoot them to death!" The leader of the archers shouted loudly. Even if they have entered a desperate situation at this time, as long as they are not dead, they will fight with these people. The heavy cavalry fought bloody to the end. It's like they're fighting demon armies.
Ever since they became soldiers, they knew that sooner or later they would have such a day. In the past, they always thought that they would die at the hands of demons, but today, they realized that they might die at the hands of a group of heavy armored knights who were even weirder and unpredictable than demons.
The power of war is silent, still killing silently. On the city walls and battlements, there are only the sound of horseshoes trampling on the bluestone bricks on the ground, the sound of flying arrows, and the buzzing sound of bowstrings. And the howls of the archers before they died.
As expected by the archers, they have nothing to do with this almost inhuman army. These 100 war spirits are like a group of killing machines, killing silently but at an unusually fast speed. They will feel tired and scared. Facing the killing, facing the fresh lives disappearing under the swords of their knights, they are still silent and ruthless.
"What a group of perfect battlefield killers!" Seeing the efficient killing of the spirit of war, he couldn't help but praise.
(end of this chapter)