It was almost June, and the temperature in the western part of the Kingdom of Karen was gradually rising. Under the scorching sun, visibility was extremely high. Looking from the high vantage point of Pavlov Castle, one could see the scenery of nearly a hundred kilometers.
From the scars on the walls, one could tell that the castle had not been repaired for a long time. After all, this was the central region of the Kingdom of Karen. More than fifty kilometers to the west, after crossing the Mel River, which ran from north to south, was the most discussed territory of Efta among the Karen people.
Looking east from here, one could vaguely see the prosperous corner of Bergen Territory at the end of their vision. Compared to the Bergen Territory which was backed by the King's City, the Karst Territory where Pavlov Castle was located was in an awkward position. The income was average, the military strength was half, the number of knights was average, and the strength of the nobles was average. It seemed that everything here was in a state of 'neither up nor down'.
"Lada, do you have any plans for tonight?"
"What plans can I have? It's obvious that the salary you just got is not enough for you to go to Fleur Alley, right? Don't look for me, I don't want to borrow money. "
The bored guards leaned against the wall and chatted. The castle here was built early, simple and clumsy. When standing on the corridor of the wall, they could only look into the distance through a small opening that was tens of centimeters wide. There had not been a war here for more than ten years. Even though they knew that Efta Territory was being invaded by the orcs, they did not think of the possibility of being attacked.
"How long do you think Efta can hold out?"
"Who knows? I've never seen orcs before. Maybe they will retreat after fighting for a while."
"Didn't Count Milnor say that the female Duke of Efta has committed treason or something? He seems to be preparing to lead troops to reclaim Efta Territory."
"If he wants to go, then go. He can't call us anyway. If you ask me … Ugh, what is that?"
The guard named Lada glanced at the observation opening on the wall beside her. She stopped and looked out for a few seconds. She asked curiously, "Troops from Efta? Are they the nobles that were defeated by the orcs? "
"Where are they? Let me take a look. "
His companion pushed him away and took a closer look. In this day and age, most of the guards in the territory were illiterate, not to mention checking the number of people. Therefore, even after looking for a long time, they still did not know what the black shadow on the ground in the distance meant.
"Do I need to report it to the lord?"
"I think I have to say something. After all, didn't Count Mirno say that he would send troops to fight them?"
The two guards discussed and quickly reported to the squad leader, "Unknown troops have been spotted in the distance." The latter was busy gambling with a few of his subordinates and had no time to care about anything else. Just in time to bet correctly, he rolled up more than thirty copper coins and put them in his pocket. In his excitement, he completely forgot what the two guards had just said.
"Come on, let's continue. Damn it, I'm going to win all your money today!"
Time passed just like that. Two hours later, the squad leader who had earned a lot suddenly saw his two subordinates running over in a panic. "Captain! Some, some, some teams are charging over! "
"What's wrong with rushing over? Which noble had nothing better to do than squat in the Stronghold? If he really comes, go to the door and ask him what he's here for! " As he spoke, he placed a handful of copper coins in the "small" area and continued to play without looking up.
But then, a sudden clamor made everyone raise their heads.
The squad leader got up and shouted, "What are you shouting for? Who dares to rob the Stronghold in broad daylight? "
He got up and walked a few steps. When he looked down from the gap in the gate, he cried out and sat on the ground.
A few confused guards looked over at the same time, only to see over a hundred strong Orcs riding on Mount Wolves charging into the castle without any resistance. They waved their swords and killed the soldiers and civilians who were fleeing in all directions. No one could stop them at all!
Looking out of the city, there were still nearly a thousand infantry soldiers following behind them. All of them were holding weapons and were full of killing intent!
The guards had no time to determine whether the village in the distance had been captured. The moment the Orcs entered their field of vision, the fate of this territory had already been decided.
Sauron's soldiers were obviously more disciplined than the other warlords. Even when they broke into the castle, there were no scenes of burning, killing, or looting. The warlords suppressed the Orc soldiers who were in danger of losing control. They did not stop at the outskirts of the city where there were more humans. Instead, they quickly captured the city gates in small groups, then directly killed their way into the inner city. They killed the guards and soldiers who tried to resist, and completely took control of the entire castle.
The process was unimaginably smooth. The Orcs did not even encounter any decent resistance from beginning to end. When Sauron stepped up to the highest tower of the castle, he saw that the six nearby villages had black pillars of smoke that were used for notification.
"Great chief, why are the humans here so vulnerable? They're like lambs! "
Sauron's deputy sighed. He felt that the scene in front of him was like a dream. More than 30,000 Orcs had been attacking Afta for a long time without success. They were on the verge of running out of ammunition and food, but only managed to capture one fortress. And now, with 1,400 people rushing over, it only took them 20 minutes to completely capture such a large castle.
"We've captured six villages. Now we don't have to worry about food anymore! Great chief, no wonder you had to abandon most of the supplies and rush all the way here. Turns out that their hinterland is not defended at all! "
The other deputy could not hide the joy in his heart, and he wanted to shout a few times — as a subordinate of the great chief, he had been mocked and ridiculed by several warlords before. Now that he had such a result, all the Orcs who followed Sauron felt proud and elated.
"This is just the beginning. We cannot stop. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to escape when they react." Sauron did not look pleased. He did not come here to enjoy the scenery. He turned his head to look at the still peaceful Bergen Territory and pointed, "Pick the thinner Wolf Riders and let them wear human robes. Let them ride on human warhorses and spread out to scout. I need information on those few fortresses. "
"Yes! Great chief! "
"Rado, restrain the subordinates who control the villages. Don't let them kill all the people. We need enough logistics to transport food. We can't do this by ourselves. Do you understand? "
"Yes! Great chief! "
"Check the weapons and protective gear. I want to celebrate for our warriors tonight." Sauron stood on top of the tower and raised his fist at the Orcs who were looking down at him. "Long live the Orcs!"
"Long live the Orcs!"
Their shouts were deafening.
… …
"They have started to attack Elsen City, Your Majesty."
In the palace, Count Milnor bowed deeply and reported the latest battle situation to Charles II in a low voice. "Some of Efta's fortresses have begun to fall. Although they've held on for a long time, there's now a breach in this line of defense. The Orcs are not stupid. They will soon gain the upper hand and destroy Sally's defense line! "
Although Milnor was trying his best to control his emotions, his twisted hatred made him clench his teeth when he said the last few words.
Charles II naturally understood the meaning behind his words, but he did not say a word to persuade him. As a king, he could not wait for more subordinates to fight for him. There was no need for him to say anything. Milnor had already taken care of Efta's matters. What else could he be dissatisfied with?
"What do you think of the Orc army? Tell me about it. "
Charles II sat casually on the armchair and tapped his fingers on the back of the chair. In his heart, he was thinking about when to send someone to negotiate with the Orcs.
"They know nothing about sieging a city, but they are very strong on the plains," Milnor said honestly. "Sally's defense line is made up of a series of fortresses and castles. The Orcs have not been able to take it down for a long time because they could not even build the basic siege weapons. But now, they have found the trick …"
Charles II laughed and waved his hand. "If it's a battle on the plains, Count Moore will be enough to organize his cavalry. Let the Orcs see the true strength of the Cullen royal family. They will naturally know what to do. Now, let's let Efta wear them down for the time being. Otherwise, they will not be willing to sit down and negotiate. "
Earl Moore was one of Charles II's most capable men. The skinny old man was not careless at all when it came to war. With his victories over the years, Charles II was very confident in him. Not to mention forcing the Orcs, even taking down Efta would be a piece of cake for him.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
"Alright, Milnor. You have worked hard these days." Charles II stood up and walked to Milnor. He patted his shoulder lightly. "When I defeat Efta, you will have at least 50% of the credit. I will not forget this."
Milnor bowed deeply. He knew that his position in Charles II's eyes had been completely stabilized.
But at this moment, he was looking forward to one thing. He wanted Roddy to die in the hands of the Orcs as soon as possible …
But he would never have thought that Roddy was not even in Elsen City at the moment. The witcher was in a dry room with Merlinsera, studying the "abilities" of the Teflins in front of him. There were only 20 cavalrymen and barbarian soldiers left in the village.
There were still three days before the duel with Dusco, but Roddy still looked relaxed. But only he knew that he was studying the abilities of the Teflins to find out what Augustine was looking for.
Elder Luther was the strongest of all the Teifs Forest disciples. After his transformation, his strength increased by almost 10 times. If he was equipped with enough equipment, he would definitely be like a tank on the battlefield. Roddy and Merlinsera were very curious as to why his body could undergo such a transformation.
In order to study the effects of the "infection" on the Teflins, Merlinsera tried all kinds of methods to determine the strange power in Luther's body. After realizing that the results were not clear, she finally decided to make a small cut and use Detect Magic to determine what changes would happen to the Teflin's blood during the transformation.
"Ha!"
Luther obediently transformed, and the wound on his forearm quickly healed. Under the control of Merlinsera's magic, the blood that flowed out released a faint purple glow and waves. Roddy raised his eyebrows. He was a little surprised by the power released by the blood. He turned his head and wanted to say something to Merlinsera, but he saw her expression suddenly change. She looked at him and took a few steps back.
Roddy's heart suddenly tightened. Even without looking at the mirror, he could feel the slight burning sensation in his left eye.
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