When the closed city gate suddenly opened, not only the Frostheart Hunter Knights, who were determined to die, but also the mercenary guild alliance that followed were in disbelief.
Keyer even had the urge to take this opportunity to break into the enemy camp, but an inexplicable pride made him dismissive of it. Moreover, the unusual behavior of Alice Fortress also made Keyer more vigilant. You know, Alice
After all, there is a genuine Saint Domain powerhouse in the Silk Fortress. And the three old guys invited by the Mercenary Guild are just a step ahead of the Sanctuary Junior Powerhouse when they work together.
The order Keyer received secretly from the mercenary guild headquarters was to use the Alliance army to contain the Thorns mercenary group so that the three old guys could concentrate on dealing with Hancock and subdue him.
At the moment when Keyer was hesitant, the Knights of the Frostheart Hunters had already rushed into the city gate. Then, the city gate slammed shut, completely blocking Keyer's sight, leaving no chance for him to wait and see what would happen.
There was no sound of fighting in Alice Fortress, it was eerily quiet.
But the fact is that there is only one person standing in front of the Frostheart Hunter Knights in Alice Fortress, but this makes their war horses dare not move any further and stop neighing. And the heavy breathing of the war horses clearly contains instinct.
fear.
In front of the Frostheart Hunter Knights was a man with a beast face, Karu Mond.
Marcel had an incredible expression on his face, and slapped the horse's belly hard with both feet, but the battle-hardened old partner under his crotch never dared to take a step, and instead took a few steps back.
"What's going on?!"
Marcel yelled angrily. If he said he couldn't beat the opponent in terms of combat power, he didn't expect to lose to the opponent in terms of momentum. This was definitely something Marcel, who was already determined to die, couldn't accept. A man, even if he wants to die, he can't.
If you want to be vigorous, how can you be so cowardly!
But the anger also eliminated Marcel's remaining fear. Now he just wants to die heroically on the battlefield!
His eyes were red, and he simply jumped off the horse. The metal boots made a clanging sound on the ground. Marcel clenched the long sword in his hand and walked step by step towards Karu who was standing still.
Mond!
Just the coercion that naturally emanated from the opponent made Marcel aware of the strength gap between him and Kalu Mond, but he still moved forward without hesitation. Behind him, more and more Frostheart Hunter knights came from horseback.
Jumping up and down, holding weapons and following closely behind him.
"Well, long time no see, you're still clueless."
At this time, Aranza happened to come down the stairs of the city wall, and his voice traveled a certain distance and fell clearly into Marcel's ears.
Aranza's voice was cold and sarcastic, so that when Marcel heard his words, the anger that had just arisen in Marcel's heart was extinguished instantly as if being thrown into a plate of ice water, with a hint of coldness. He stopped.
, turned to look at Aranza, who was walking towards him. He seemed to be walking in his own backyard, without any hint of being on the battlefield.
For some reason, Aranza's calmness made Marcel feel despair. It was as if Aranza had also looked calm and composed when he was in the burned-down city lord's hall in Sophie City. The more he was like this, the more he would be
Everything was in his hands, but this made Marcel feel more and more desperate, like a stream unable to shake a boulder.
A bitter smile appeared on Marcel's lips, and he waved his hand to stop the soldiers behind him. Their fighting spirit had been extinguished when he hesitated. Fighting again now would be nothing more than filling the tiger's mouth with meat. Marcel bowed slightly to Aranza,
Said: "It is an honor to meet you, Your Excellency Aranza Tulip."
Aranza nodded, but her eyes turned to the closed city gate, as if they had cast through the solid iron wall and landed on Marcel's confused and hesitant face. An evil smile appeared at the corner of Aranza's mouth.
He said, "Well, Lord Marcel, I think I remembered your name correctly. However, it seems that you and your allies are not getting along well. Maybe those who were working with you did not remember your name at all.
Live your name."
Hearing this, Marcel was stunned for a moment, then smiled even more bitterly and said, "Are you trying to win over me?"
"Why not?"
Aranza's eyes were like two sharp thorns piercing Marcel's eyes fiercely, and said: "If you are willing to die without knowing anything, I can also help you."
The last sentence suddenly made Marcel feel the weight on his shoulders. He took a hard breath of dusty air, turned to look at the Frostheart Hunter knights following him, and said: "You, have you ever hated me?
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"drink!"
The response to him was still a uniform shout, and even the fighting spirit that had been extinguished was rekindled under this shout!
The high quality of the Frostheart Hunter Knights made Aranza nod silently. However, when Marcel turned around, Aranza already knew the result.
It is impossible for these knights to surrender under his feet.
Even if someone tells them that they are serving the devil, they will not rebel and will only end everything with their own death. This is the glory of the knight.
What's more, the real devil is bewitching their minds with life and death. In the eyes of Marcel and his knights, compared with Aranza's cunning, Keyer's tricks are simply child's play.
Sure enough, after gaining the determination of his men, Marcel pointed his sword, stared at Aranza with his eyes like torches, and laughed: "Your Excellency, let's fight!"
"Well, you are a person worthy of history's praise. Unfortunately... you were born in the wrong era."
At this point, Aranza didn't intend to fight for anything anymore. He nodded to Marcel to show respect, and then waved gently. The only one who accepted his order was Carew Mond, but this person,
That's enough.
In a war-torn era, spiritual heroes can only be abandoned at will. Marcel is such a person. He is worthy of respect, but in this era, he can only become an object of rejection and obliteration. But in a peaceful era,
Marcel's chivalry will definitely be praised by everyone, but a bellicose like Carew Mond will be dismissed as a reckless man.
"roar--!"
Karu no longer concealed his strength, and a beast roar suddenly resounded through the sky, causing even the birds in the sky to fly up in fright. Outside Alice Fortress, thousands of war horses in the mercenary guild alliance were actually at this moment
They all neighed in fear and kicked their feet uneasily. And behind the dark squares, in a military camp, three old men in black robes with their eyes closed opened their eyes in unison, with turbid eyes.
There was clearly a palpitation in the old eyes.
Aranza just stood quietly, watching Marcel, who was rushing towards him with all his strength, being knocked away by Karu's sudden punch, and his life came to an end here. Then, there were three hundred people of the Frostheart Hunter Knights,
Aranza did not let anyone else take action. In the Alice Fortress, thousands of Norland soldiers who had retreated from Norland City formed a huge encirclement, surrounding the soldiers of the Frostheart Hunter Knights like livestock.
The only person responsible for killing them was Karu.
Just like reaching out and crushing ants one by one, it doesn't require any effort, it just wastes a little time.
Screams began to be heard continuously from the Alice Fortress. Outside the fortress, Keyer and his men were already looking at each other.
"Lord Keyer, we..."
Keyer's attendant quietly urged his horse to take a few steps forward, trying to remind Keyer in his ear.
However, Keyeru blocked the second half of the attendant's sentence, "Should we retreat temporarily, and discuss it carefully before making a decision?" His eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he said, "We should take advantage of those guys to deal with Shuangxin."
When you join the Hunter Knights, stab them in the chest with a sword!"
Then, Keyeru suddenly raised the long sword in his hand, which was an aristocratic longsword decorated with various gems and used purely for decoration. Keyeru shouted loudly: "Catapult! Ballista! Aim at the city wall.
! Volley! Cavaliers, attack from both wings, infantry, straight assault! Give them all to me!"
These orders did not need to be spoken by Keyer himself. Obviously, he was very nervous now. However, he could not explain why he was nervous. It seemed that he became nervous after hearing a beast roar from Alice Fortress.
He felt that the sound of fighting coming from behind the roar of the beasts in Alice Fortress was, no, not so much the sound of fighting as it was the wail of someone being slaughtered. On this point, his intuition finally came true once, but at this time
The last thing Keyer wanted to believe was this damn intuition.
Teams of knights began to swarm out and rush towards Alice Fortress from both sides. Although the infantry team started first, their speed always lagged behind the knights. Keyer's idea was simple, use the knights as bait to attract the opponent's firepower, and
The infantry team took this opportunity to invade the interior of Alice Fortress through siege engines and ladders.
As for the impressive catapults and ballistas, they seemed a bit ridiculous in front of the iron wall of Alice Fortress. At most, they could only serve to disrupt the opponent. The shooting distance of the catapults was too far.
The stones can only barely hit the wall made entirely of metal in Alice Fortress. If the catapult advances a little further, the advanced ballistae in Alice Fortress will use crossbow arrows to stab the catapult into pieces with precision and density.
Pile of scrap.
At this time, Aranza had returned to the city wall, and there was still a faint smile on his lips. This is a state of mind, a kind of confidence that even if there are thousands of troops on the opposite side, I still have everything under control.
"What are you going to do?"
Hancock stood next to Aranza, and her attitude towards Aranza was obviously much better. At least the previous coldness and arrogance had faded, and there was a little more ambiguity that was not difficult to detect.
"Do you need me to fight?"
It was Ilita who spoke, but there was no sign of Li on her shoulders. At this time, Li was riding a lazy little dragon, flying slowly among the people. Apparently after waking up, Longlong had accepted it.
In fact, he reluctantly became Li's mount.
"Well, I remember that when the Thorn Mercenary Group was first established, another mercenary group was established together with us."
Aranza suddenly said something seemingly irrelevant: "The name of that mercenary group is the 'Evil Mercenary Group'. Not long ago, I stole their name. The leader of the Evil Mercenary Group, Jonas
·Emric, he has a point of view that I strongly agree with now."
Aranza met everyone's curious eyes and said: "When it is strong enough, even if there are thousands of troops on the opposite side, I alone will be enough!"