Chapter 114 Thunder

? The huge fortress coalition army is slowly walking on the road to Border Town.

At the forefront of the team is the knight group composed of six families in the fortress. From the armor and dress of each knight, you can see the difference in the strength of the family to which it belongs. Undoubtedly, the most eye-catching ones are the knights under the command of the Duke of Lane. The mounts under their crotch are all short-tailed horses from the capital. The knights sitting on horseback are even more mighty and extraordinary. Their armor is uniformly made by the blacksmith shop of the fortress "Hammer and Dragon Tooth". There are huge lion heads carved on the thick silvery breastplate, and two shoulder armors. A wolf's head seemed to be roaring with its mouth open. There are delicate patterns embroidered on the cloak on the back, and a red ribbon is tied around the waist.

These knights are not what they look like. Every year after the end of the month of demons, they are responsible for going out of the city to wipe out the remaining evil beasts and ensure the smooth flow of land routes. Everyone has accumulated quite 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—of course, with the strength of the Duke, they can gather a team of 150 people. The elite knight unit is already a very astonishing expense.

The Duke of Lane looked at this sharp army 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 is the mercenary unit, their equipment is quite inferior in comparison, most of them are wearing some old mail or piece armor, either lacking gauntlets or helmets. There are also some people who are only equipped with cheap leather armor and have various weapons. They spread out along the road, huddling together in twos and threes, talking and laughing loudly as they walked, as if this trip was not for fighting, but just a spring tour.

At the end of the line were the freedmen who were forcibly conscripted by the lords. They dragged wheel after wheel carrying food and tents, and slowly followed behind the mercenaries. The difference in speed made the team of about 1,500 people very long, and the knights in the front had to stop from time to time, waiting for the people behind to catch up.

"My lord," Hiltai Medra, Earl of the Elk, pulled the reins, letting himself and the Duke walk side by side, "We still have half a day's journey away from Border Town. If all goes well, we should be able to arrive at dog hour (4 p.m.). By then the troops will Should we rest overnight and wait until the next morning to act, or attack the lord's castle immediately?"

"Do you still want to sleep in the wilderness?" The Duke laughed. "At night, I think we should lie on the big bed in the castle, not in the wet mud. Of course, the face of the royal family still has to be taken into account. Arrive After Border Town, I will send envoys to persuade him to surrender."

Earl Honeysuckle walked slightly in front, and he turned his head, "The knights have been walking for a day, and the men and horses are exhausted. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to attack directly? After all, Roland Wimbledon relies on his little miners. Having spent the entire Moon of Demons safely, I think we should be more cautious."

"Haha, it's fine if others don't know. Even you don't know the details of evil beasts? My old friend. They are indeed terrifying in the wild, they move quickly and their strength is astonishing, but if there is a city wall, most Evil beasts are just targets. They are nothing more than a group of wild beasts after all." Earl Elk shrugged, "I am surprised that he can build a city wall so quickly, but with this alone, it is impossible to resist my knights, right? Not a brainless idiot."

"Exactly. 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 demonic beasts, and the new holy city was almost captured. It is still unclear The reason, but it seems that this year's evil beasts are all heading for the holy city, and the western region is just a few fish that slipped through the net."

As the master of the Western Territory, his eyes are not only focused on this remote place, every major town has eyeliners that have been placed for many years, continuously sending back the latest information from various places for him. The tragic battle in the north is not the point. A few days ago, he received a secret report from the cliff city. A fierce battle broke out between the new king Timothy and the queen of clear water Garcia in the southern city of Eagle—and According to previous news, Timothy's team should arrive in Eagle City after a month.

The letter didn't mention the battle process, but only recorded that when Timothy returned from the Cliff City, his troops of thousands of people were running out, and he was even unable to block the road like when he came. Some people also saw a huge fire ignited in the Eagle City, and the black smoke column was almost level with the clouds. The residents of the surrounding towns all witnessed this spectacle.

Undoubtedly, regardless of whether the Queen of Clear Water died at the hands of Timothy, such a tragic loss would be a serious blow to the new king. This secret letter made Duke Ryan ready to move, and he sent many cronies to the capital and the Eastern Territory overnight, hoping to find out Timothy's current situation. If this war of two kings had a chance to destroy the new king's shaky regime, he would never mind adding another torch to the fire.

If you want to be king independently, now is almost the best opportunity. The soldiers in the north were all buried at the foot of the holy city, and the south had just experienced a great battle, so it was obvious that they needed to lie down and lick their wounds. Not to mention the east and the capital, they might not be able to recover within a few years. As long as he gathers a group of people to eat the north, he can tear Graycastle in half. At that time, the territory and population he owns will be comparable to the Eternal Winter Kingdom in the northernmost part of the mainland, and his strength can completely compete with the southeast and southeast of Graycastle.

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 escort the prince on his way home tomorrow. If he is lucky, he will be able to welcome the good news from his cronies in the castle in three days.

When the sun was gradually setting to the west and approaching the top of the mountains, Ryan saw the looming silhouette of Border Town's castle... and a group of densely packed figures 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 have weapons, and they don't seem to welcome us."

"That's good, 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, we are still far away from the charge."

"Yes, father," Ren led the way.

Duke Lane raised his binoculars and watched the opponent's formation. The team in the mirror looked very strange. They held a strange weapon and stood side by side in two dense rows. If the weapon is a long spear, the point of the spear cannot be seen at all, and the handle is too short. Moreover, the array the opponent put up was too unreasonable... Wouldn't it be possible to penetrate such a thin line of defense in one rush?

This made the Duke a little confused. Even if the prince has no common sense of military formation, he still has knights and personal guards under his command. It is impossible for them to accompany him to mess around, right? After thinking for a while, 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 was up to.

Of course, envoys to persuade them to surrender will still have to be sent. The Duke of Ryan summoned a personal guard, "Go and tell the prince that I have no intention of harming him, but King Timothy Wimbledon's will has come, and I have to obey. If you put down your arms and surrender now, he will not be harmed , 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 positions one after another, while the mercenaries were still slowly gathering in front of the formation. At this moment, Duke Lane saw four groups of flames appearing on the opponent's position——the flames flickered, and then a puff of blue smoke rose. He frowned, thinking that he had misread it, and was about to take a closer look with the binoculars, when a series of loud noises like thunder suddenly exploded in his ears! (To be continued.)