As soon as the butler of the leader of Glen said "they are here", the southern nobles at the scene took a breath. After he mentioned that the Glen, Consco and Carroll areas were successively controlled by the Cecil army, the southern nobles shook their heads and sighed and showed a sad look. Especially Viscount Consco, who was already extremely depressed, covered their faces without composure and began to curse in a low voice.

Viscount Roppeni Glen broke the silence before Sir Maryland spoke. She clenched her fists and stared at the housekeeper: "Where is my daughter? Where is the others in the castle?"

"They used the weapon called the 'giant cannon' to flatten the entire castle... and almost burned half of the town..." said the housekeeper sadly, "Almost no one escaped... all died... all died..."

Penny Ronald Glen shook his body twice, then fell backward as if he had lost all his strength. Fortunately, one of her guards was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and held the hostess who was about to faint. The guard whispered beside the visor: "Cross the eyes."

"I know." Roppenni Glen said softly, then covered her face with her hands as if she was heartbroken.

Sir Maryland was only slightly moved after hearing this amazing bad news, and then looked at the butler in front of him who had escaped from Glen Leader all the way to the Rock Fortress with an scrutiny: "It's a sympathetic experience, but how did you get out? From Glen Leader to this... it's not close."

The housekeeper showed an embarrassing and sad look: "I am really ashamed to speak... it was the Cecils who took the initiative to let me go..."

"The Cecils let you run?" Sir Maryland asked in surprise, "Why?"

"They are giving a letter of war," said Viscount Roppeni? Glen, who seemed to have been forced to calm down from her grief, stared at Sir Maryland's eyes with red eyes. "They are declaring war! Showing off! They deliberately wanted us to know what happened in the south, and to let us know that our family businesses accumulated over hundreds of years have been completely destroyed by them! They are going to completely defeat us!"

Sir Maryland looked at the lady who could be described as powerful, and looked at the lady who could lead the last surviving southern nobles to rush out of the battlefield and come to the Rock Fortress. He saw the woman's eyes burning with hatred, but not much sadness. This was the state that only those who only thought about revenge would have after losing everything. He couldn't help but be moved by this: "Madam, my experience has indignated me. Please rest assured that this fortress that we will fight against the Cecils is where we face them!"

His words were firm and powerful, but almost no one responded to the southern nobles at the scene. Most of them had not yet woken up from the impactful news brought by the housekeeper, and a small number of them were immersed in the fear of the Cecils. Viscount Mali?? Oran suddenly stood up and waved his arms excitedly: "We cannot wait to die here! This city cannot stop the sky fire at all!"

Other nobles in the southern border were in agitation, and many people began to respond. Mary Oran took this opportunity and quickly said to Sir Maryland: "Just, work harder and let Count Pompeii open the north gate. We must take refuge in the Holy Spirit Plain!"

Sir Maryland's face was ugly than ever before. He could hardly hide the contempt in his eyes. The people who were completely scared were no longer worthy of being called nobles. They were as unbearable as the poor who would kneel down when they saw soldiers' swords in rural farms. It was at this time. They were still thinking about running away?

They thought the little gold and silver left in their pockets would be enough for how many days they would eat white bread on the Holy Spirit Plain?

But before Sir Maryland spoke, Roppeni Glen had already stood up, and the lady stared at everyone on the scene with an indomitable momentum in her voice: "Where are your bones? Are all dissolved by alcohol?!"

Except for her, all the southern nobles who fled here were men. However, none of these men dared to look up at Penny Ronaldinho. Looking at the guilty and shifted away, Penny Ronaldinho couldn't help but raise his voice: "What are you afraid of? Is there really no courage left? Don't forget that this is a Rock Fortress, a fortress with a magic barrier! Didn't you still talk a lot in the banquet hall of the fortress this morning, saying that it is indestructible, and you want to watch Cecil on the top of the city, why did you forget it at this time?"

"Ms. Glen... Viscountess, what are we going to fight those Cecils?" A southern noble finally couldn't help but speak, "We went to the battlefield and caused trouble. We left here to avoid causing trouble for the people in the Rock Fortress..."

"What nonsense!" Penny Rowe stared at the cowardly southern nobles, "You all think so too? Have you forgotten that when you escaped here, there were still thousands of people by your side. Until now, those loyal knights and soldiers are still waiting for your orders in the city! They didn't run away, why did you run away?

"The Rock Fortress is short of manpower now, so we should concentrate all the power at hand. We have a strong city wall and a magic barrier. It is okay to move the stone bombs of the catapult behind the barrier? It is okay to help guard the Mage Tower and the Arrow Tower?"

Sir Maryland looked at the passionate Viscount Penny Ronaldo, and was stunned and suddenly felt a illuminated in his heart. Although most of them were cowardly and powerless, they were also a little power.

To be honest, he had some expectations before he arrived, believing that the Cecils would not come to attack here. After all, the Rock Fortress was theoretically already belonging to the land outside the southern border. The Duke of Gauwen?? The Duke of Cecil had no reason to attack here. However, since he learned about the deeds of "the ancestors did not abide by the ancestral system", he had become increasingly regretful about taking in these useless southern nobles. If it weren't for the fact that these southern nobles had some gold and silver in their pockets, and they had promised a lot of things, he would have thought of a way to drive most of these people out long ago.

And now...

The Cecils are really coming, so these useless southern nobles should also pay some price for the protection they receive.

He looked at Viscount Ropeny, who was trying to call on the southern nobles to arm the fortress. This Viscount Ropeny was the only one among the southern nobles whom he admired more than Viscount Carroll. Moreover, the lady had just been taken away by the Cecils, and her will to revenge was extremely firm, which could make her a good help.

So he stood up and spoke, "Madam, are you willing to help me defend this fortress?"

Penny turned around, with a hint of fanaticism in her eyes: "Yes, sir, of course I would do my best if I could defeat those Cecilians!"

Viscount Carroll, who had always been by the side, stood up at the right time. He looked around the shaking southern nobles and raised his hands: "Gentlemen, you should feel ashamed. Your courage is not as good as Viscount Glen at this moment. Don't forget that we are receiving the protection of the Rock Fortress. When the Fortress is in crisis, it is our duty to stand up. I am willing to respond to the Viscount's call. Although I have only two knights and dozens of soldiers left, I will also stand on the city wall and defend this fortress until the last moment!"

After the first person stood up, more people were finally inspired. These people who were almost completely destroyed in the gravel ridge shelling and the pursuit of the southern border actually squeezed out a little courage and began to respond one after another, and they all wanted to stand on the city wall with their only dozens or hundreds of followers, living and dying with the fortress, a posture of resisting the Cecils to the last moment. Although many of them would regret it after leaving this hall, even after shouting those excited words, at least they were motivated to stand up at this moment.

For the nobles, as long as they stand up at this moment, they will not be able to sit back.

Penny Glen looked at this scene with satisfaction, and Sir Maryland also watched it with satisfaction. The latter couldn't help but nodded. These southern nobles and their only relatives might not be of great use, but they could at least alleviate some of the problems of insufficient staff. Not to mention anything else, at least they could make those nobles who know magic charge the Mage Tower to recharge the Mage Tower. With these people, the Rock Fortress could last longer.

Maybe we can persist until the situation in the kingdom improves.

He never doubted that his fortress could withstand the attacks of the Cecils, he was just worried that this long-lasting defensive battle would drag down the isolated Rock Fortress.

After the admirable Viscountess successfully inspired the nobles of the South and became the leader of these in distress (the last time she became their leader was when she fled the southern border with them), Sir Maryland said to her: "Ms. Glen, your courage is a manifestation of the noble spirit. I hope you can integrate the staff of the nobles in the South and lead them. I will arrange for you to protect and maintain the inner magic tower and the second wall of the fortress. I think the gentlemen on the scene have no objection to this, right?"

The southern nobles at the scene agreed.

Then, Sir Maryland called his own soldiers and began to arrange the defense of the fortress: "First, clear the sporadic farms south of the fortress... all retreated to the city, burned the rest and filled the wells to death...

"Clear all the woods on the edge of the hilly south, burn or cut off all the trees, and do not leave anything that blocks your view.

"The patrol team doubled..."

After leaving the main hall, Roppeni Glen walked with her housekeeper.

Sir Maryland no longer has time to pay attention to trivial matters. Penny Ronald Glen wants to take his own people to find a place to rest, which is exactly what she wants.

She looked at her ragged housekeeper and her confidants who "escaped" with the housekeeper. The ragged clothes on these people were real, the mud and oil were real, and the scars under the ragged clothes... were also real.

When there were no outsiders around, she whispered: "Thank you for your hard work."

“It’s our honor.”

“How is the situation?”

"The eagle has left its nest, and the chicks are in good condition."

Penny Ronald nodded slightly, then raised his head and looked through the narrow high window on the side of the castle corridor, looking at the distance that was gradually showing a red sunset.
Chapter completed!