Lacoburg is built near the river, with a water gate, a suspension bridge gate across the river and a small gate facing the town. The entire castle is not large in size, and the arrow towers that burned before were burning in the northeast. Now the fire has been extinguished, and the remnants of the battle in the courtyard have been almost cleaned up.
"Just stay for one night and be careful." A Grand Duke of Aria's servant knight was commanding everyone in the yard. His silver armor and white cloak were not in harmony with the fire and blood on the battlefield. Only his loud voice had a little meaning. "Pack the corpse in the tower and deal with it directly, don't take it here to affect the Grand Duke's mood."
"Who is dead in the Arrow Tower?" Earl Hall threw the reins to Fitch, then walked up to ask.
"Zantar family, when they saw that they could not win, they went crazy, locked themselves in the arrow tower and set fire to themselves." The attendant knight said, "Fortunately, our soldiers rushed in at a faster speed, so the flames could not spread. It's just that the fire in the arrow tower was too big, and there was oil inside, which could not be extinguished at all."
"So who is the hero who captured this place?"
"Laud Snotim." said the attendant Knight, "The Grand Duke is in the hall of the castle. The nobles of Feinberg have already surrendered, and their sense of smell is really sharp. Lord Earl, I still have to arrange my defense tonight and can't chat with you."
"Just be busy with yours." Earl Hall patted the knight on the shoulder, and then walked into the hall with Fitch and Shani. As he passed by Fitch, the Earl whispered: "From now on, talk less and don't eat anything here."
The hall was busy, with the decorations of the original owner, including tapestries, portraits on the wall, armor, bonsai in the hall, and everything with the Zantar family emblem must be moved out, and there can only be one owner here: Grand Duke Aria III. He was sitting next to the lit fireplace, and the servants massaged his sore feet. Several close ministers who were about to become members of the "North Front Meeting" were surrounding him, rushing to report to him. It is the autumn harvest time, and it was not appropriate to start the war at this time, after all, we should pay attention to the domestic food harvest. However, once the quick battle is won, the profit will be huge.
"Ah, the Templar, Lord Hall, the Earl of the Royal, is here. Come and share my happiness." The Grand Duke waved his hand, just enough to make everyone who reported it shut up. "Materials, this image of my damn Feinberg is too wet, especially this castle by the river - this is probably the price I have to pay to conquer here, right?"
Tawugang, the capital of the Kingdom of Aria, is right by the sea. If it is wet, it will be a more serious place. It will never be this small castle. Earl Hall smiled and said, "Where is supper? I know that only good food can bring comfort to the winners."
"They are busy behind, and it will probably not take long." The grand duke suddenly kicked his servant: "Have the socks been dried? Do you fool, want to light it? Put on my shoes, I'm going to get up."
"I heard that there were already a nobleman from Feinberg to express allegiance? Which one is it?"
"The little nobleman who is not a good man, Babra is not big. You also know how chaotic Feinberg is, with the upper and lower ranks and inferiority, and there is no way to speak of the king. Even a small manor dares to say that he is a baron - just a speculator." The grand duke waved his hand: "Those who surrender by themselves, without taking their son but with only two daughters, can only do odd jobs. He has only come early and can't set a bad example, and he will accept it."
"How is the battle in the direction of Gefat?"
"It's very smooth. There are soldiers already climbing the city wall. I guess they will be able to take it down tomorrow morning. Now we still have unexpected advantages. The battle after tomorrow will not be so simple. It is said that a mobilized army of 30,000 people is gathering, preparing to destroy us on the plains of Feinberg. Thirty thousand troops? Thirty thousand farmers?! Hahaha!"
The Count nodded: "Indeed, unless all the troops defending the front line are transferred, it is impossible for 30,000 troops to gather together. But this possibility must be guarded. If they are allowed to know your position, it may encourage them to take risks. After all, defeating you is defeating the Principality of Aria."
"Let them come." The grand duke rubbed his hands and snorted coldly. At this time, the attendant had already started to bring food to the table, and hundreds of lit candles brought enough lighting to the room, so the smoked chicken, grilled sausage, lamb soup and bread seemed more shiny and mouth-watering.
"Let me guess, this is what is in the castle, right? Lauder only likes gold, silver and treasures, and never visits the kitchen, so these things can be preserved so completely." Earl Hall stood by the table and laughed at the food.
"If you don't want to eat, you can't eat it, but don't say bad things about others behind your back." The grand duke shook his head, and there was no joy or anger in his voice, just like he usually chatted with homes. "Isn't you a little dissatisfied if you don't let you become the general who broke through Feinberg this time? But don't forget that the first contribution of this battle is from the Hall family, and you have to give others the opportunity to show off."
"I just think that letting someone like the Butcher Lauder move forward will only arouse Feinberg's greater determination to resist, increase the losses, and make no gains." Earl Hall sat down, but he could just rightly avoid eating the things on the table.
"Okay, don't worry too much. I think that every battle will bring rewards, which is the way to inspire fighting spirit. As for who was burned to death in the arrow tower, it was just a trivial matter on the battlefield. Moreover, after quickly seizing the castle, wouldn't the Feinbergs immediately lose their fighting spirit and just want to surrender? By the way, what's the name of that nobleman?"
"It's Baron Tantamanson, Lord Grand Duke." A fat man with a pleated collar and squinting eyes replied.
"Where is her daughter? Didn't she say she wanted to serve me?"
"Duke, if you turn the daughter of the surrendered minister directly..."
"The upright Templars always misunderstand my royal Counts. How could I strip them naked and throw them into bed? They had to learn the rules of the court, so I asked them to be maids of Octavere (Duce Duchess). But they could do some simple tasks, such as pouring wine for all the adults."
As soon as they finished speaking, two women walked out with wine pots. They had passionate red hair, beautiful faces, affectionate eyes, and half-leaked breasts. They were wearing thick long skirts, but they walked barefoot along the carpet in the center of the hall.
Feiqi was stunned for a moment, then placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, quietly walked forward half a step, and closer to Count Hall. He knew one of the women, but he still knew that he had never forgotten them for a moment. The first time he saw it after traveling over was the woman not far away.
At that time, her hair and pupils were not the same color, and the blush and eye shadows used were not right, but the breast shape and several black moles on the gully were exactly the same. In fact, when Feiqi saw her for the first time, his hair stood up. The inexplicable nervousness aroused his alertness. He looked at her a few more times before he recognized her. Why did the elf female assassin get here? He used his hair to cover up and pretend to be a human woman. Do he want to assassin again?
Feiqi glanced at Saloyan, would he be the target? There is a possibility. After all, if Aria annexed Feinberg instead of consuming each other, then a powerful human kingdom will control the East Coast, which is not good for the elves' plan to land. But will the elves react so quickly? The attack was launched on the first day and the assassination was launched on the first night? Moreover, she had tried to assassinate Feiqi Hall before, which could not have anything to do with the elves' plan!
The two of them walked towards Grand Duke Aria III. The wine pot in their hands was held very steadily and didn't look nervous at all - this acting was almost done. Unexpectedly, Grand Duke Aria waved his hand and said to them: "Ignorance guy, I am not the king now, and there is no rule that I have to pour me wine at the earliest. Do you understand when serving the guests first? You really have a lot to learn..."
After being scolded, the two women's shoulders trembled, and they walked towards the next guest in fear. Feiqi tilted his head, raised his chin at Shani, and then squeezed the hilt tightly. Shani understood Feiqi's body language, nodded slightly, and instead grabbed the cat stick with both hands, ready to hit him at any time.
"o((⊙﹏⊙))o.-I'm not a hammer" No one noticed the words displayed on the teasing stick.
"Hey, don't pour it for him. Earl Hall is a strict person. And he didn't want to eat my meal just now, why should I invite him to drink!" Grand Duke Aria III slapped the table, laughed a few times, and then waved his hand: "Silly, I'm kidding! Fill him up and let him raise his cup to wish me victory!"
So the female elf who had pierced Feichi's stomach with a dagger came over. She looked left and right, with a confused expression on her face, like an ignorant girl who was confused by the complex rules of the wine table. At this time, Grand Duke Aria told a joke about his childhood, and everyone echoed and applauded. Only Feichi stared at the elf with a full-domain vision through the mask. After she approached Count Hall, she bent down, lowered the wine pot, and then pulled out the dagger.
The elves are very fast, and the dagger is a weapon that is very easy to hide and pull out, so as to assassinate. At this time, it is too late to draw the long sword. The general method is to block it with your arms, and then hope to make arm armor for you with superb skills and not cheating. Therefore, although Fitch, as a guard, is already drawing the sword, the female assassin does not think that he can pull the sword out of the sheath before he succeeds.
The pit sword was very short and pulled out in a flash. Then, the sword became longer and longer as it swung, passing through the Count Hall, the poisoned dagger, and the assassin's forearm stretching forward. It was fancy and unruly, and it chopped on her shoulder like an axe.
It was a very clean and neat sound, very much like cutting paper with scissors, but this time the arm was separated from the body. Feiqi slashed out a sword and did not chase him at all. Instead, he used the pit sword to block the front, and pulled the count back with his other hand. Shani took a step forward, swung the cat stick horizontally, and hit the female assassin's astonished face, just in the middle of the nose.
"Assassin!" the Count shouted: "Protect the Grand Duke!"
Another woman cried out with a wow, and the wine pot fell to the ground immediately. "It's not me, I don't know anything!" She cried and wanted to escape from the hall. The Grand Duke's guards greeted her. Just as he reached out to stop her, the woman's movement suddenly accelerated, pulled out the soldier's long sword, and inserted it into his throat with the dagger popping out of her sleeve.
"What a great sword technique." Earl Hall did not like being pulled back with his collar, unless the man was his son and was saving him. He enjoyed the joy of being saved until his back touched the hard wall. Fitch held the pit sword in both hands, holding the sword in front of him, while "his son's woman" guarded the other side, reminding: "Sir, your sword."
The count's face turned red and he quickly pulled out his sword. He raised his sword and shouted: "Protect the Grand Duke and kill the assassin!" However, his back never left the wall.
The lost elf assassin took the dagger from his broken hand in the elf language, and then let out an angry roar at Feichi: "Damn human!" Her cunning eyes looked at Feichi, and then looked at Grand Duke Saloyang. She found that she could not cross Feichi to attack Hall no matter what, so she threw the dagger at the Grand Duke, weak.
If it weren't for the poison, even if the dagger was left to hit the body, it would be unlikely to be fatal. However, the grand duke overturned the table, blocked the dagger with the tabletop, then drew out the sword and pointed at the only combat-capable female swordsman in the field: "Which warrior will take her down, I will have a lot of reward!"
No one came forward, and the Grand Duke's guards protected the master behind him, but when it came to attack the assassin, you pushed me and let me go. Earl Hall hid behind Feige, lowered his voice and said, "No need to go."
Of course, Feiqi would not go on. If he had covered his face, he would definitely not do anything to the limelight. So, for a few seconds, the scene was very embarrassing: one of the assassins was seriously injured and unable to fight, while the other looked around with a sword, neither had an opponent nor who to kill. If he was not afraid of revealing his identity, Feiqi really wanted to use magic to transform a crow, fly by the ceiling, and leave a string of "qq" screams.
"Today we have no chance to cut off the enemy's head," said the sword-holding assassin in the elf-speaking-her voice was quite nice, "But, we can at least cut off the enemy's arms!" At that moment, she indeed rushed towards Count Hall.
Before he could finish his words, Feiqi kicked over the table and fired the food on it as a hidden weapon. Obviously, these two assassins came toward Earl Hall. The "elves' enemies" were just bullshit excuses, like the awkward lines of a crappy actor. After kicking over the table to form an obstacle, Shani pushed Earl Hall and leaped behind other important officials. Everyone crowded and leaned towards the Grand Duke. Feiqi stood in front with the perspective of the whole region, and retreated as fast and stable as moving forward. He did not seek to make no effort but to make no mistakes, and tried every means to make the assassin fight with the Grand Duke's guards.
Such a "coward" turtle crunching tactic is unprecedented, but Feiqi's dress is just a guard, not a knight. At this time, the knights pushed me and didn't want to step forward, so where is the knight's spirit? The spirit can be lost, but the work cannot be done. So as Feiqi wished, the attendants and the assassin finally started fighting.
Chapter completed!