Falcon City is located at the northernmost end of Crimson Flame Territory, and it is also the only place to pass through from the northern border to the center of the empire.
The sky in the afternoon was extremely gloomy, as if it was going to rain, but it never stopped.
The air was dull and humid, water could almost be wrung out.
As a huge dark cloud swept over, the sky of Falcon City became even darker, and it felt as if the mountains and rain were about to come and the wind filled the building.
In the desolate world, a sound like spring thunder suddenly sounded, and the earth seemed to be constantly undulating and shaking like a drum being beaten.
The howling north wind blew the flags rising from the horizon, and groups of cavalrymen lined up neatly and swept across the wilderness, completely encircling Falcon City in a blink of an eye.
The city wall of Falcon City is not particularly tall, but it is quite wide and stretches continuously. It was built around the hill behind the city, and it was crowded with heavily armed soldiers.
It's just that these soldiers broke out in a cold sweat after seeing the blood-red flag of the cavalry outside the city. They didn't feel that the condescending geographical conditions they were in could provide much sense of security.
After all, it was the Blood Cavalry Army!
Across the sky and ice fields, ravaging the entire eastern border, the invincible blood cavalry army!
Viscount Benson, the lord of Falcon City, stood at the top of the city, his face pale.
Although he has gathered all the family troops on the city wall and is ready for battle, he has also recruited a large number of reserves to stand by in the city.
But he didn't think arrogantly that if the northerners wanted to attack Falcon City, the Benson family could really defend it.
This blood cavalry army alone has already made Viscount Benson's legs weak, not to mention, a thin black line has appeared on the northern horizon - that is obviously the follow-up northern army.
The 200,000 troops from the northern border that were originally going to support the western border changed their course and marched towards Yulong City in a mighty manner.
Viscount Benson had no intention of resisting at all. He only hoped that the northern army could ignore Falcon City and continue south... But unfortunately, looking at the current posture, it seems that the northerners did not intend to bypass Falcon City just like this.
As time passed, the black line at the horizon gradually spread, forming an invisible black tide.
Countless flags waving in the wind covered the sky and the sun, and the sound of heavy footsteps made the earth groan and groan overwhelmed.
The wind stopped suddenly, and the already oppressive air suddenly became more stagnant, making it hard to breathe.
Whoosh!
A feathered arrow was shot from outside the city and pierced straight into the crack of the stone wall at the top of the city.
The attendant hurriedly stepped forward to pull out the arrow, took out the sheepskin scroll tied to the tail of the arrow, and respectfully presented it to Viscount Benson.
Viscount Benson took it with a sullen face, opened it and saw that it was indeed a letter of persuasion.
The content of the letter was also very concise, so concise that it made Viscount Benson feel humiliated.
"Surrender, or, die!"
There was no justifiable evidence against the pope, nor did he boast about the majesty of the northern army, but he simply put the only two choices in front of Viscount Benson, and there was no nonsense about the others.
Oh, and there's another signature—Garcia St. Hilde.
Well, Viscount Benson has also heard about the temper of the Marquis of the Northern Territory, and he knows that the other party may not deliberately target the Benson family, but in his eyes, most of the families are probably not worth his waste of ink...
With a sigh, Viscount Benson wisely ordered:
"Open the city gate."
The herald at the side was visibly relieved, as if not only not angry at his lord's surrender without a fight, but rather grateful.
With the creaking sound of the huge winch, the thick steel city gate slowly landed on the ground.
At this time, Viscount Benson had already recognized the reality, and his expression became much more relaxed. When the city gate was fully opened, he took the initiative to greet him single-handedly.
"I am the lord of Falcon City, Viscount Benson, may I ask..."
It's a pity that no one paid any attention to this Viscount Benson. A group of Blood Cavalry soldiers rode past him expressionlessly and rushed into Falcon City.
Since the lord had made it clear that he would surrender, the soldiers in the city didn't dare to resist when they saw the blood cavalry rushing in like a tide, and they obediently captured them.
It's just that Viscount Benson outside the city was left there, looking a little embarrassed and pitiful...
"Are you Viscount Benson?"
Viscount Benson was rescued by a clear voice, and he quickly followed the reputation, and saw a young knight in bright red armor slowly walking towards him on a white horse.
"Yes." Viscount Benson nodded in response, and then recognized the [Roaring White Bear] badge on the other party's armor, quickly got off his horse, bowed and said, "You must be the Guardian of the North, Earl Angelet ?”
"Yes. I'm passing through your place this time, and I hope you don't mind too much, Viscount Benson."
"Of course not!" Viscount Benson unconsciously showed some flattery in his smile, "Count Angelet, I have admired you for a long time, and now I am honored to be here in Falcon City!"
"That's good." Colin nodded with a smile, and then walked into the city.
Viscount Benson seemed to feel that Colin's attitude was rather gentle, so he relaxed at this moment, and hurriedly got on his horse and followed.
When the two entered Falcon City side by side, the streets in the city were already filled with soldiers of the Blood Cavalry Army.
The Benson family's troops were all disarmed, and they were being driven away and arranged to be guarded in a specific place, and the residents of Falcon City were also driven back home.
However, there are still quite a few curious residents secretly looking at the group of uninvited guests from the north through the cracks in the windows.
"Master Earl, is Lord Marquis Garcia behind?"
"Yes, he will enter the city after he has settled the army."
"Okay, I'll ask someone to arrange the grandest dinner to entertain distinguished guests from the north!"
Colin took a deep look at Viscount Benson, who was smiling obsequiously, and thought he was quite interesting.
It stands to reason that Falcon City has been taken over by the Blood Cavalry Army at this time, but Viscount Benson still assumed the attitude of the master, as if this was still his territory, and the northern army was just a group of passers-by.
Perhaps in Viscount Benson's view, the military action to mobilize troops in the north is probably still based on intimidation, the purpose is to force the Pope to apologize, or even abdicate, but it should not really trigger large-scale civil strife.
Colin didn't explain this either, but just walked forward in silence.
When he passed the central church in Falcon City, Colin suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The door of the church was closed, obviously not welcoming the visitors from the north.
Seeing this, Viscount Benson felt apprehensive, and was about to step forward to ease the atmosphere, but before he could open his mouth, he heard Colin order directly:
"Bump the door!"
"yes!"
The soldiers of the Blood Cavalry Army unexpectedly took orders without hesitation.
Boom!
Amidst the huge impact, the thick wooden door instantly shattered.
(end of this chapter)