The first batch of cannon fodder did not encounter any resistance and successfully climbed up the slope.
The slope formed an angle, slanting to the sky, blocking their footsteps. The fence was not tightly blocked, but left a gap for a spear to pass through. When the attackers destroyed the logs, the defenders only needed to stand behind the fence and use their spears to kill their opponents.
However, to Duke Fran's surprise, the people who were originally standing on the wall had disappeared, the entire periphery was currently in a state of undefended. The vanguard troops quickly cut open several gaps with their axes, and after putting down a few logs, they rushed to the top of the wall. After a while, the wooden gate was also put down.
"Let's go," the Duke shook the reins and led the rest of the troops towards the gate. From the beginning of the siege until the gate was put down, less than half an hour had passed. What the hell is Garcia Wimbledon doing? Fran frowned, anyone with a little combat experience knew that when abandoning the city, it was necessary to leave behind a group of personal guards, or hire a lot of people who were not afraid of death to go to the top of the wall to block the enemy's offensive, as much as possible to buy time for the retreating troops.
Princess Garcia was not a stupid person, otherwise it would be impossible for the entire Southern Territory to change sides with her so quickly. Why didn't she arrange a group of people to defend the wall? No matter how strong the defense, no matter how nimble the trap, without someone to operate it, it would only become a dead thing. Duke Fran thought for a moment and decided to let his personal guards enter the city first to explore the situation.
The report from the Guard Captain was still the same, there was no resistance inside the city, but some streets were indeed blocked by wood and bricks. His subordinates had already gathered the local people to clear the obstacles.
Fran no longer hesitated, he led the rest of the troops into Eagle City. He was also a veteran who had followed Wimbledon III for many years, so he could not be fooled by a little girl. But Timothy's move was a bit wrong, if he could wait until he attacked the gate, then directly pass through the city, he could save a lot of time.
When passing through the gate, the Duke smelled a pungent smell, it was not the usual smell of rotting corpses on the battlefield, but a mixture of pine nut oil, orange peel and incense. If he took a deep breath, he could even feel some fragrance.
What is this smell? He looked around but didn't find anything out of the ordinary. On the other hand, the ditch used to drain the earth wall was blocked. The dirty water flowed out of the ditch and slowly flowed along the ground. It was unknown how long it had been since anyone had taken care of those filthy things. They were black, and under the sunlight, they reflected colorful patterns of light.
It was probably the smell of the dirty water. Fran shook his head and led the team to the castle area.
Since he had conquered Eagle City, he naturally had to go to the Lord's Castle and City Hall to see if there was anything he could take away. Of course, this city was likely to have been plundered by Garcia. The Golden Dragon might not have been left behind, but some of the larger handicrafts and decorations were very suitable as spoils of war. It would be best to clean up the carriages that he had brought with him and use them to carry the spoils. As for the mercenaries, they were probably heading towards the shops and farms.
Duke Joey was dead anyway, and it was still a question of who would be the next successor. At this time, robbing the entire city was the most important thing.
After touring the lord's castle, Fran Cherit noticed something was wrong.
The castle was empty, he thought. Not only the coins, but also the whole basement, not even a bit of cloth or food was left. Several places where murals were hung were left with blank walls, no books in the bookcases, and even the big bed in the Lord's bedroom was gone. The whole castle seemed to have been stripped bare.
Was this something that could be done in a hasty retreat? Fran faintly felt that something was wrong. If they hadn't moved these things slowly from the beginning, the castle wouldn't have been so thoroughly looted.
Just as he was about to go to the City Hall to have a look, a thick cloud of black smoke suddenly rose from the north gate.
"What's going on? Is there a fire?"
"I don't know, my Lord. I've already sent Moriel to check," the guard captain said. "Maybe the enemy deliberately set the fire."
That's right, the duke's first thought was that it was a trap, but he soon realized that this method of sealing the door with fire was meaningless. First of all, they could bypass the gate and climb out directly from the slope. Even if they just lit a fire, if no one took advantage of the chaos to attack, an organized team could quickly extinguish the source of the fire.
The correct way to use it should be to set up troops inside the city, and when the fire broke out, they could take advantage of the enemy's panic to launch a surprise attack. This could effectively disrupt the enemy's formation, or even force them to retreat. As he said, a trap without anyone operating it was nothing more than a dead object.
At this moment, the other three gates also emitted black smoke, but the north gate was already on fire, and the fire was rapidly expanding, as if it was piled with straw. The screams of civilians came from the city, it seemed that someone's house had been set on fire.
This is not right … the duke thought, I came from the north gate, where there was no fire starter, only an open space! But if there was no fire starter, how could the fire spread so fast? Wait … a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Could it be that Garcia Wimbledon secretly recruited witches?
Fran touched the God's Stone of Retaliation hanging around his neck, and his heart calmed down a little. If it was the witch's fire, he only needed to directly pass through it, and the devil's fire wouldn't be able to hurt him. Moreover, every member of the guard team was wearing this thing, so they wouldn't pose much of a threat. As for the freedmen who didn't have money to donate to the church, the duke didn't have time to care about them.
This city was a bit strange, so he decided to go out first. The army could camp at the south gate, where they could monitor Eagle City, and also receive the new king's cavalry. Thinking of this, he ordered the guard captain: "We'll go out of the city from the south, you blow the horn on the way, gather the troops."
"Yes!"
Everyone immediately set out, but when they arrived near the south gate, they found that the fire had already reached the city, and the houses had been set on fire. The heat wave forced them to retreat. The people who had been hiding in their houses, at this moment, also ran out. The streets were full of people, and even the guards' swords couldn't stop them from fleeing in panic to the open space that hadn't been burned yet. For a moment, everyone seemed to have fallen into a sea of fire, surrounded by smoke and flames.
"Calm down! You go find a well, and use it to put out the fire, "Duke Fran quickly issued a series of orders," Don't bother with the houses, just put out the burning obstacles on the street, and clear the way. Don't stop the horn, let the others know our position! "
"Your Excellency the Duke!" A Knight came running from the direction of the city center, and before he could stop his horse, he jumped down from the back of the horse. It was Moriel, who had been sent by the guard captain to the north gate. "Your Excellency, the fire at the north gate can't be extinguished!"
"What did you say?" Fran asked in surprise, "Can't be extinguished?"
"The fire is burning on the black water," she said quickly, "Not only will it not be extinguished by the water, but it will also flow along with the water! Your Excellency, now the entire north city is burning! "
"Unextinguishable fire …" he murmured, "Yes, it seems to be the devil's fire." Then the Duke shouted, "Everyone, don't panic, this is Garcia using the evil witch to release the demonic fire! As long as you are wearing the God's Stone of Retaliation, even though this fire looks terrible, it will not be able to burn you! "
"So that's how it is, may you be merciful," Moriel subconsciously touched her chest, "Your Excellency, what should we do?"
"We have the God's Stone of Retaliation, what are we afraid of! Everyone, get on your horses, we will rush over, "the Duke waved his hand," As long as the devil's fire meets the God's Stone, it will naturally disappear without a trace! " He paused, "Moriel, you take a group of people out first, I will stay here to gather the people who are following us."
"Yes!" The female Knight nodded, "Your Excellency, take care. The others, pay attention to keep up! "
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