In the castle of Lorraine Castle, the Count of Lorraine listened to the noise coming from outside and asked.

"Yes, Lord Earl, those Rensi people are outside again, but they are very far away, and our bows and arrows cannot reach them.

"What are those Rensi people planning?" Count Lorraine slammed the table in front of him and roared, his eyes slightly bloodshot.

Salm lowered his head and remained silent. In the past few days, those Rensi people always stayed in front of Lorraine Castle to harass them without getting into trouble, which made them nervous all the time and afraid that the other party would suddenly attack.

"Does our spy have any information?" Count Lorraine asked.

"Without Your Majesty the Earl, our spies didn't get any useful information." Salm shook his head.

"It's impossible for those Lens people to do something meaningless. They must be plotting something." Count Lorraine said with certainty. He had dealt with Count Lens many times, and he was even an eagle-like person.

A man, just like his appearance, will never let go until he has meat in his mouth.

"My Lord Earl, why don't you take a rest?" Salm advised.

Count Lorraine hesitated for a moment and finally nodded. He was indeed tired these days. If he didn't rest, he would be exhausted.

Seeing that the Count of Lorraine agreed, Salm breathed a sigh of relief. Now he couldn't help but wonder if the Rensi people planned to just endure it and let them have a mental breakdown.

But that is unlikely. Even if it continues like this, without any other actions, the first person to be unable to support the situation will definitely be the Lens people themselves! The food and supplies of the Lens people do not allow them to sustain it.

"Let people continue to monitor them and don't slack off." This was the last instruction of Count Lorraine before taking a rest.

Salm walked out of the castle with a heavy heart. As soon as he came to the city wall, a middle-aged man walked towards him.

"General Yves, how is the situation now?" Salm asked.

"Master Prime Minister, you can rest assured that our army will not let any enemy enter the castle." General Yves patted his chest.

"That's good." Salm nodded, but felt a little uneasy for no reason.

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"It's the third day! What are they doing?" Baron Thors paced back and forth. Three days is not a long time for a war, and three days without any progress is not abnormal.

things, but doing the same "meaningless" things for three days seems very abnormal.

"What did the other nobles say?" Baron Towers asked.

"The other nobles don't seem to be dissatisfied with the situation at hand..." Elvitt hesitated before replying.

"They are all a bunch of guys just waiting to die." Baron Towers shook his head, of course he knew what this meant.

Most nobles don't like fighting. After all, going to the battlefield means there will be sacrifices. Why not just enjoy the money and wine provided by your own territory?

Therefore, they felt comfortable living just like hanging around every day for the past few days.

Elvitt opened his mouth, and just when he was about to say something, Baron Thors's tent was opened by a messenger.

The two of them looked over and found that the messenger was wearing a blouse with the crest of the Chris family, and their expressions suddenly became solemn.

"Your Majesty, Baron, Your Majesty, the Count orders all nobles to lead their troops to assemble in designated areas." The messenger said.

Baron Toles and Elvit looked at each other, then Baron Toles nodded and said: "I will obey the order of the Earl."

At the same time, the same scene appeared in the tents of various nobles. The messengers of the Chris family were walking around, conveying the count's orders.

Not long after, the nobles quickly integrated their armies and rushed towards the designated area.

When they arrived, Sir Charles and Karl were already waiting there, and Karl was accompanied by soldiers from the Dias family.

"Sir Charles, what is this?"

The nobles just wanted to ask, but were interrupted by Sir Charles. He smiled slightly, turned sideways, and looked at Karl.

Karl nodded, made a gesture to lead the way, and said, "Follow me, everyone."

After that, Karl walked in front, and Sir Charles followed, with soldiers guarding them.

The nobles were a little confused, but they still hurriedly followed, and the team of several hundred people set off in a mighty manner.

After a few steps, a huge tunnel entrance appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Everyone, this time we are going to launch a general attack on Fort Lorraine!" Sir Charles said in a deep voice.

The nobles were shocked, and this news made them at a loss.

"Lord Charles, but we did not break through the wall of Lorraine Castle!" Baron Mellen was the first to question, and other nobles also agreed.

"Yes, Lord Meren, we did not attack the wall of Lorraine Castle. We may even not be able to breach the wall of Lorraine Castle at all, but... who said we would break through the wall?" Charles grinned.

Baron Mellen was stunned. He was confused. If he didn't break the city wall... how could he capture the castle?

"Haha, let Sir Carl tell you the details. After all, he is the mastermind and organizer of this matter." Sir Charles patted Carl on the shoulder.

"Everyone, the entrance you see now is a tunnel entrance, and this tunnel... leads directly to Lorraine Castle. We will directly pass the city wall and launch an attack on the Earl of Lorraine!" Karl received a message from Sir Charles.

As instructed, I didn’t choose to sell out.

"What? Directly into Lorraine Castle?" Baron Towers and others felt their mouths were dry. This was something they had never thought about.

"What are you busy with these days?" Baron Towers couldn't help but ask.

"What if?" Karl looked at the other party with a smile.

Baron Towers was silent for a moment, and then said: "As expected of Sir Carl."

After saying that, he returned to the team without even looking at Karl, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Karl was a little surprised that the other party didn't find fault with him, but it was good this way, it would save trouble.

"Let's set off quickly. This time we must show some color to the Lorraine people!" Sir Charles greeted.

"As you command!"

After all, Sir Charles was the commander of this battle, and everyone followed his order to advance.

Too many people poured into the dim tunnel at once. Fortunately, Calthus's tunnel was huge enough and could barely accommodate the soldiers in a vertical queue, but it was just a little crowded.

In fact, this plan is risky. What if the other party discovers it while digging the tunnel? Then the other party only needs to pour a bucket of wastewater at the entrance of the tunnel, which is enough to make people suffer.

Moreover, it is very possible to dig the tunnel in the wrong direction, after all, it is difficult to proofread.

However, Karl was very confident. After his careful calculation, he believed that there was no mistake.

In the team, the nobles all had different expressions. They had been fighting for a lifetime, and this was the first time they heard that it could be done like this. Suddenly, they felt horrified. Who is Karl?

Generally speaking, the conscripts didn't think as much as the nobles. They didn't know what was going on, but they were very excited knowing that they didn't have to die on the city wall like before.

"As expected of 'Karl the Miracle', he is indeed extraordinary. Maybe we can capture Lorraine Castle!"

"Karl the Miracle? Drink..."

"This will indeed be a miracle, if we successfully capture Lorraine Castle."

There were whispers among the team, mostly discussions about Karl, and many people recalled Karl's nickname "Karl the Miracle".

Some people sneered at this nickname, but they had to admit that Karl did things well.

At the back of the team, Baron Thors's face turned blue and white, and it could be seen that his mood was very complicated, so much so that the soldiers following him were trembling with fear.

But Baron Thors did not show it. He knew that this action was inevitable.

"Karl, how did you manage to repair this tunnel?" Sir Charles at the front of the team asked curiously. He was also shocked when he saw this tunnel for the first time.

"Haha, it's just some simple calculations." Karl scratched his head, said "haha" and passed away.

Fortunately, Sir Charles didn't really mean to ask, he just mentioned it casually.

"Kuang... kuang... kuang..."

Everyone soon arrived at the end of the tunnel, where there were more than a dozen conscripts waiting for them holding shovels.

One of them waved the shovel and dropped pieces of dust.

"Everyone, Lorraine Castle is above us, are you ready?" Sir Charles asked in a low voice.

"We are ready!" The nobles were also aroused.

"My sword is already ready to slash the Lorraine's neck. Ha, those guys will kneel in front of me and tremble."

"The checkered flag is no longer suitable for the socket of the Count of Lorraine's tower. I think the lion flag of the great Chris family is quite suitable there."

"I think we will be remembered!"

The nobles were all talking, as if they wanted to prove how great and loyal they were.

Karl looked at the scene in front of him coldly. He had seen this kind of slogan-slapping and flattering people too many times.

"Okay, everyone, come with me to conquer Lorraine Castle!" Sir Charles didn't feel any strange, and his face turned red.

He nodded to Karl, who immediately looked at the conscripts holding shovels.

"Act as planned!"

The conscripts immediately waved their shovels and thrust them diagonally upward.

"Rumble..."

Following their actions, stones and ashes began to scatter, and soon a gap appeared with light. The gap became larger and larger, and finally collapsed, and a huge exit appeared in front of everyone's eyes...


Chapter completed!