"Damn it!"

The battlefield was filled with blood and corpses, and even the city walls of Dortmund Castle were covered in blood, while the chiefs of Dortmund and Normaburg could do nothing but curse.

More than 200 soldiers were killed or injured, including nearly 20 warriors. They didn't even get close to the city wall. All the early siege soldiers were already dead!

The Chief of Dortmund and the Chief of Normaburg were both battle-hardened, and they didn't have many other skills, but they had very sharp eyesight, and he knew roughly how many casualties there would be.

"We can't fight anymore. If we continue to fight, our strength will be too serious!" Chief Noma Fort gritted his teeth. He had already decided to give up, and presumably, he had piled most of his strength here.

As a result, he suffered heavy losses, but there was no hope of victory. How could he continue?

"No, we can't give up like this. Although our losses are heavy, they are at the end of their fight!" the Dortmund chief roared. He was unwilling to give up. He had already reached this point. How could he give up? Once he gave up, he could not imagine the consequences.

OK.

"But……"

"Nothing! Let me attack again. They no longer have those black things that can make people catch fire. Otherwise, they would have used them long ago, so why wait until that time. And I haven't seen them yet. As long as they don't have that thing.

, we can take back this place!" the Dortmund chief said.

His analysis was correct. Karl indeed had no asphalt. After all, this was not an industrial era, so it was quite difficult to come up with such a thing.

"I am willing to lead my army to charge. If I attack their city, how about you let your army support it?" The chief of Dortmund knew that the other party was really unwilling to invest any more troops, so he had to say this.

"Well...well, then I wish you success!"

The chief of Normaburg nodded. If the chief of Dortmund captured the city, then there was no harm in him continuing to send troops.

This time the attack was obviously more terrifying than before. Two to three hundred troops broke away from the military formation and charged towards the city wall in a mighty manner.

"Sir, we are almost out of arrows!" an archer reported loudly.

There is no way to do this. It is impossible for Karl to bring too many arrows from the Seld Manor. The axle load is a very serious and difficult problem to deal with, and capturing Dortmund Castle consumes a lot. Although searching in Dortmund Castle

It has increased a lot, but it is not enough to make up for the loss. It is quite normal that it is not enough now.

"Keep shooting until the last arrow is shot, and then pull out your sword. We will completely occupy this land, and those Flor people must die!" Kevin said without hesitation, since the archers no longer have bows and arrows.

, then he is a simple light infantry!

"It's the Chief of Dortmund. That old guy attacked the city himself!" Karl looked directly at the Chief of Dortmund who joined the siege formation under the protection of the guards.

"He can't sit still." Sylvia sneered. Well, seeing his own army fighting like this, being suppressed and beaten by the opponent, how could the old guy like the chief of Dortmund not be anxious?

"It's best if you can't sit still, we can send them on their way!" The same is true for Karl. He even looks forward to killing the Dortmund chief.

With the chief of Dortmund personally participating in the battle, the morale of the Flor people was very high for a while, and the pressure on the soldiers defending the city increased a lot.

There is a shortage of arrows, and there are no archers on the city wall. Now they are all light infantry, blocking them together, making it impossible for the Flor people who climbed the long ladder to attack.

"Our city wall is blocked by corpses!" Kevin frowned. More and more people were dead, and a hole was forced out by the Flor people.

"It's almost done, pour boiling water!"

The soldiers had already prepared for this opportunity, and one by one they lifted the big wooden barrels beside them.

"what happens?"

The chief of Dortmund, who was still climbing the long ladder, didn't know what was happening. He saw the defenders on the city wall suddenly retreating a bit, and there were places to climb the wall above each long ladder.

"Are they going to surrender?" Thinking of this, the Dortmund chief was overjoyed. In his opinion, the opponent could no longer hold on.

"No, leave quickly!"

In the distance, the chief of Normaburg's pupils shrank, and then he saw the most terrifying scene.

The boiling water is like a waterfall, flowing down. Every defensive opening will pour down a large amount of boiling water, rushing onto the infantry and warriors who are attacking the city. The moment the boiling water touches them, they will be scalded by the blazing heat and let go.

He fell violently from mid-air.

The Flor people were falling like dumplings, dead and wounded, and those who were not dead were lying on the ground, curled up and squirming, struggling constantly. Their red skin and ferocious faces gave people a different impression.

Very scary.

"Devil...Devil..." the chief of Nomaburg muttered, and the hell-like scene made him tremble.

"not good!"

Suddenly, his expression changed. He clearly saw the Dortmund chief falling from a high altitude and then being hit by several soldiers. He could not even imagine that kind of force.

"Sir Sir, the Chief of Dortmund seems to be dead!" Kevin said hesitantly, staring at the lifeless Chief of Dortmund under the city wall.

"Hahaha, if you die, you die. The chief of Dortmund died in battle. We killed a chief of the Flor people!"

Karl's voice was like thunder, and he wanted to tell his soldiers clearly about their great victory.

Sure enough, the soldiers kept shouting good news, and the death of a chief greatly boosted their morale.

"withdraw troops!"

The roar of the chief of Fort Norma brought the battlefield to a halt, followed by the clarion call for withdrawal, like a lament.

The chief of Norma Castle is now in despair. After two wars, he has sacrificed a large number of soldiers. Although there is no statistics, there are definitely no more than 300 people who survived. Although there are still some defenders in Norma Castle, it can be seen from the

Fort Norma County recruited soldiers, but the casualties were inevitable.

He was no longer preparing to attack. He knew that Dortmund Castle could not be defeated. The war had reached this point and was over.

"The enemy has withdrawn, Sir!" Kevin laughed and almost burst into tears. He was crying with joy. They successfully defended the castle!

The same was true for the other people, who all cried with joy, especially the light infantrymen, who breathed a sigh of relief. The light infantrymen were the ones who were least willing to fight.

"What's wrong, Sir?" Sylvia asked suddenly. Karl was not too happy, but frowned.

"Leif, come here..."

…

The iron gate opened, and a light infantryman riding an unarmored light horse held a letter in his hand and galloped towards the position of the chief of Fort Noma.

The Flor soldiers prepared their bows and arrows, preparing to kill the ignorant soldier with one arrow.

The chief of Fort Norma frowned, raised his arms, and stopped the soldiers' behavior.

"Chief of Fort Norma, my master, the great Lord Carl Dias, would like to talk to you!" The Dilman man trembled and dropped the letter in his hand.

"Hmph, an accent like a beggar." Chief Normaburg snorted, but he didn't say anything to the Dillman man. He knew that even this sentence was only a temporary one, so his accent was very strange.

Chief Nomaburg opened the letter. There was only a simple imprint of the Dias family coat of arms on it, and because there was no ink pad or wax, only blood could be used, which looked a bit scary.

The content of the letter was not long, it could even be said to be very short, with only a few teasing sentences, but Chief Nomaburg took it very seriously and read it word by word.

His mood became very complicated. Sometimes he was murderous, and sometimes he was angry like waves, but in the end he became calm again.

"That noble Dillman... is indeed a brave guy." The chief of Fort Norma took a deep breath, and under the confused gazes of the warriors around him, he waved his hand, and the messenger seemed to be amnesty.

He quickly left here. He couldn't stay in this territory full of Flor people for a moment. He was afraid that these barbaric guys would chop off his head and use it as a drinking vessel.

"Lord Chief, what are you doing?"

"Except for you, everyone else is leaving." The chief of Nomaburg did not explain anything, but just asked a few close warriors to stay in his tent.

…

"Sir Sir, what you did is simply blasphemy to God!" Sir Vane had a sullen face and was about to point his sword at Karl.

The other religious knights were also so indignant that they seemed to draw their swords as long as Sir Vane said a word.

Kevin and Sylvia put their hands on the hilts of their swords, looking a little nervous.

"My friend, Lord Buwan, I have never blasphemed God, not now, nor in the future!" Karl denied this sentence without hesitation, and he did not bear this big hat.

"But you..."

"What did I do? I spread the gospel of the Lord to the pagans, what did I do wrong? Preaching to the pagan chiefs, this should be what every Christian longs to do, right?" Karl interrupted

After asking him, Sir Vane was speechless with several questions.

Karl is right, even now there are still many priests preaching in foreign lands.

"Don't worry my friend, look, the soldier is back." Karl raised the corner of his mouth and pointed at the messenger who was riding back.

"Okay..." Sir Varn sighed, accepting the result.

…

The chief of Fort Norma walked out of the tent with a dozen warriors, while the other soldiers lowered their heads and dared not speak. There were a few corpses in the tent, which were several warriors who were unwilling to obey the orders of the chief of Fort Norma...

When the chief of Normaburg and his warriors approached Dortmund Castle again, the soldiers guarding the city suddenly became nervous, but they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that there were only the chief of Normaburg and a dozen warriors.

The chief of Fort Norma was also very cautious and stopped after determining that Carl and others were too far away to shoot.

Karl, Sir Vane and even Kevin were all staring at each other. The chief of Norma Castle and his warriors took off a piece of wood from their necks, which symbolized the gods of Hiyom.

of wood.

The chief of Fort Norma had a complex expression, sighed, and split the piece of wood in half with his sword, and his warriors followed suit.

"Hahaha, go slowly without seeing me off!" Looking at the back of the chief of Normaburg who turned around and left without stopping, Karl laughed. This sword represented the establishment of the covenant. Under his compulsion, the chief of Normaburg

Signed an alliance under the city!


Chapter completed!