Release that Witch

The vast fortress coalition slowly walked on the way to Bianbu Town.

At the forefront of the team is the Knights of the six fortresses. From the armor and dress of the knights, you can see the difference in the strength of the family. Undoubtedly, the most striking is the knights of the Duke of Ryan. The mounts are all from the king's short-tailed horses. They are good at long-distance running and have a larger body than other horses. The knights sitting on horseback are more and more powerful. Their armor is made up of the fortress "Hammer and Dragon Teeth" blacksmith shop. The thick chest of silver shines with a huge lion head and the shoulders are two. Only the wolf head, as if roaring in the mouth. The back cloak is embroidered with delicate patterns, and the waist is also tied with a red ribbon.

These knights are not like goods. After the end of the Demon Moon every year, they are responsible for leaving the city to clear the remaining evil beasts and ensure the smooth flow of land. Everyone has accumulated a lot of combat experience. When it comes to single-handed fighting, they are not much worse than the Knights of the Kings, but the number is slightly insufficient. Of course, the Duke’s power is used to extract a hundred and fifty people. The Cavaliers have been a very amazing expense.

The Duke of Ryan looked at this sharp teacher with satisfaction, no doubt, with their power, no one in the West could stop him.

In the middle of the team is the mercenary unit, their equipment is inferior compared to the majority, most people wearing some old locks or pieces, either missing a hand or no helmet. Some people are only equipped with cheap leather armor, and the weapons are also varied. They were very scattered along the road, and they were together in twos and threes. They laughed and laughed as they walked. It seems that this trip is not for fighting, but for a spring sightseeing.

At the end of the platoon was the free people who were forced by the lords. They dragged a single wheel carrying food and tents and slowly followed the mercenary. The difference in speed of travel makes the team of about 1,500 people very long, and the front knights need to stop from time to time, waiting for the people behind to follow.

"Adult," the Earl of Elk, Hiller Medela, pulled the reins and let himself and the Duke go hand in hand. "We have a small half-day journey from Bianbu Town. If it goes well, it should be able to arrive at the dog (4 pm). Is it a restful night, wait for the next morning, or immediately attack the Lord's Castle?"

"Do you still want to sleep in the wild?" the duke laughed. "At night I think we should lie on the big bed of the castle, not the wet mud. Of course, the face of the royal family still has to be taken care of. Arrival. After Bentham Town, I will send a messenger first to persuade him to surrender."

The Earl of Honeysuckle walked in a slightly forward position. He turned back. "The knights have gone for a day. People and horses are exhausted. Wouldn't it be appropriate to attack directly? After all, Roland Wimbledon relied on his miners. Enron spent the entire demon month, I think we are still cautious."

"Haha, others are not clear, even you don't know the bottom of the evil beast? My old friend. They are really terrible when they are in the wild, they are quick in action, and their strength is amazing, but if there is a wall, most of them The evil beasts are only targets. They are nothing but a group of beasts." The Earl of Elk shrugged. "I was surprised that he could build a wall so quickly, but with this, it is impossible to resist my knights? They can Not an idiot without a brain."

"This is the case. And I also received a message from the North," said the Duke of Lane casually. "This year's Hermes was attacked by a large number of mixed species of evil beasts. The new holy city almost fell. It is not clear. The reason, however, seems that this year's evil beasts are directed at the holy city. The West Side is just a few fish that slip through the net."

As the owner of the West, his eyes are not only concentrated in this remote place, the major towns have eyeliners that have been placed for many years, and he continues to pass on the latest information. The fierce battle in the Northland is not the focus. In the past few days, he received a secret report from the Yacheng City. The new king Tiefko and the clear water queen Garcia broke out in the fierce battle in the Eagle City in the south. The news, the team of Tefko should not arrive in the Eagle City in a month.

The letter did not mention the passage of the battle. It only described that when Tefko returned from the city of Shuya, thousands of troops were left behind. He could not even force the road to be blocked as usual. Others saw that the Eagle City ignited a raging fire, and the black smoke pillars that vacated were almost flush with the clouds, and the residents of the surrounding towns witnessed this wonder.

There is no doubt that no matter whether the Queen of Waters has died in the hands of Tiffco, such a terrible loss is a serious blow to the new king. This secret letter made the Duke of Ryan want to move, and sent a number of cronies to Wangdu and Dongjing overnight, hoping to find out the current situation of Feifeike. If the Battle of the Two Kings had the opportunity to destroy the unsettled regime of the new King, he would never mind refilling a fire on the fire.

If you want to be king independently, now is almost the best chance. The soldiers in the north are buried at the foot of the holy city. The south side has just experienced a battle. It is obvious that you need to lie down and lick the wounds. The east and the king will not mention it. I am afraid that it will not come back in a few years. As long as you pull a group of people to eat the north, you can tear the gray castle into two halves. By then, his territory and population are comparable to the northernmost kingdom of the mainland, and his strength can compete with the southeast of the Grey Fort.

And he, Osmond Ryan, will be the first king of the land.

Thinking of this, the Duke showed a smug smile. He hoped that after the end of the farce today, he would immediately take the prince on his way home. Fortunately, three days later he will be able to welcome good news from the cronies in the castle.

When the sun gradually slanted westward and approached the mountains, Ryan saw the looming outline of the castle in Bianbu Town... and a group of people outside the town.

"Father, Duke," Rene Meade, who was in charge of leading the team, came back and reported. "The people in front should be the guards of the Four Princes. They all have weapons. It does not seem to welcome us."

"That's fine, at least we don't have to bother to go to the castle to ask him," said the Earl of Elk, "to inform the knights, to lower the speed, and now it is far from the charge."

"Yes, father," Rehn took the lead.

The Duke of Ryan raised the lookout and watched the formation. The team in the mirror was very strange. They held a strange weapon, and they stood in two rows of dense people. To say that the weapon is a rifle, you can't see the gun tip at all, and the handle is too short. And the array that the other party puts out is too unreasonable... so a thin line of defense, isn’t it a punch?

This made the Duke a little confused, even if the prince had no common sense of the army, but he also had knights and guards under his hands, could not all accompany him? After thinking for a while, the Duke decided to let the mercenaries take the lead, and the Cavaliers temporarily stopped in the acceleration area to see what the prince was playing.

Of course, the messenger of persuasion is still to be sent. The Duke of Ryan recruited a guard. "You tell the prince that I have no intention of hurting him. It’s just that King Tiphoco. Wimbledon’s will has arrived. I have to obey. Now if he puts down his weapon and surrenders, he will not suffer any harm. I will **** him back to Wangdu according to the treatment of a prince."

The assembly of the army is a very slow process, the knights are in place, and the mercenaries are still gathering slowly. At this moment, the Duke of Ryan saw four fires flashing on the other side of the field, and turned up a blue smoke. He frowned, thinking that he was wrong, and was trying to observe it carefully with a lookout mirror. A series of thunderous bangs suddenly exploded in his ear! (To be continued.)