"Boom!"
When the fire came out of the Type 152 cannon, Iron Axe felt the steel warship under his feet tremble slightly.
After a few seconds, a cloud of smoke and dust exploded on the distant city wall, and the dull sound of the bombardment came after a while. When the smoke and dust cleared, he raised his telescope and found that there were huge cracks on the low stone wall.
Different from the attack on King's City, Fallen Dragon Ridge was located in the south-central part of the kingdom and rarely suffered from foreign attacks. The city wall was also very low, less than half the height of Longsong Stronghold. The top of the wall only allowed one person to pass, so it was impossible to set up large defensive facilities such as catapults. Therefore, the artillery troops had deployed the field cannons in the open space 500 meters away from the city wall.
Considering the efficiency of the hundreds of vanguard soldiers entering the city, Iron Axe decided to take action at the same time after opening three gaps on the city wall. Any enemy who dared to gather behind the gaps would be mercilessly attacked by the 12-pound cannons. Now that the gate and the northern part of the city wall had been penetrated, Iron Axe would only need to open the last entrance and then he would give the order to attack.
"It would be great if witches could go with the army," Iron Axe thought regretfully. It was a pity that these precious shells were used against stones.
If Lady Nightingale was here, only three bags of explosives would be needed to blow up the entire city wall. After all, the enemy's defense was much weaker than that of King's City.
Iron Axe was amused by his change of mind. Half a year ago, he insisted that the army should complete the task given by His Majesty independently. But since he and the Witch Union worked together to conquer King's City, he suddenly felt that it would be perfect if the army could have witches as their eyes or assault troops.
"Sir!" The soldier on the lookout shouted, "There's movement in the direction of the city gate. They seem to be gathering horses!"
Iron Axe moved his telescope and looked at the already broken city gate. Due to the limited view, he could only see some dust rising behind the wall.
"Do we need to adjust the cannons to fire there?" Van'er asked.
"No. If we want the shells to land there, we'll have to waste at least two or three more shells." He shook his head. "Since it's horses, I think they want to organize a Knight to charge and break the blockade of the field cannons. What's there to worry about? But you... "Iron Axe turned to look at Countess Spear." After this charge, I'm afraid there won't be many Knight left in your territory. "
"Since they have decided to stand on my brother's side, these people are no longer my Knight," she replied calmly. "Let them pay the price for their betrayal."
"I see." Iron Axe paused for a moment. "Have you decided what to do with Redwin Passi?"
Yesterday, he had just received a secret letter from City Hall, which demanded that all the rebellious nobles except Spear's relatives be escorted to Neverwinter, and those who resisted could be executed on the spot. The First Army had sealed off their territory and was waiting for the City hall statistics officers to arrive before they could plunder the land.
According to the situation, all the nobles would probably end up as miners. Currently, there were several mines in the Stronghold District that were lacking people to exploit. If the family members, trusted aides, and servants were included, there would be at least hundreds of people. Neverwinter would be able to harvest a lot of iron ore.
As for the culprit, Redwin Passi, the letter requested that he be handed over to the Earl to deal with.
A hint of hesitation appeared on Spear's face. Apparently, she had not made a decision yet.
Iron Axe sighed inwardly. If it were him, he would definitely chop off Redwin's head without hesitation. Nothing was more unforgivable than betrayal.
"They're coming!" the lookout suddenly shouted.
He put these trivial matters aside and continued to watch the battlefield through the telescope.
As expected, a group of Knight rushed out of the city gate and headed straight for the artillery position.
Then, dense gunshots echoed in the wilderness and forest. White smoke floated in front of the camp. More than twenty knights and their squires had not even rushed out a hundred meters before they fell into the damp mud one after another.
If it was said that when Duke Ryan led his army to invade Border Town, the knights could still pose a slight threat to the First Army, but now, these iron turtles were practically live targets without any ability to fight back.
The field cannons did not even need to reload the grapeshot. The revolving rifles and two heavy machine guns were enough to keep the enemy firmly on the way of the charge.
With another round of gunfire, the thin city wall finally collapsed. Iron Axe gave the order to blow the steam whistle and launch a general attack.
The soldiers of the Vanguard Battalion poured out of the line and rushed to the three gaps in the city wall.
The battle to recapture Fallen Dragon Ridge had officially begun.
...
Two hours later, the castle and the church fell into the hands of the First Army.
The enemy had long been scared out of their wits by the ceaseless roaring of the weapons and did not organize any powerful resistance. Or rather, the group of Knight who were instantly killed after leaving the city gate was all the men Redwin could send out.
The church did not show up at all. All the resources in the church had been removed, and Priest Rosad was missing.
There were no secret passages or hidden side doors in Fallen Dragon Ridge. There was almost no escape route in the city with its back against the mountain. The soldiers blocked the usurpers on the top floor of the castle.
Iron Axe ordered the ministers who were begging for mercy to be dragged away. Then he ordered the soldiers to leave the bedchamber, leaving only the Earl's brother and Countess Spear. Of course, Redwin was firmly tied to the chair and could not pose any threat to the Countess.
"I don't understand..." Spear was silent for a long time before she said, "What's in it for you to become the lord? You and my third brother don't know how to manage government affairs and know nothing about trade. Even if you become the lord, you'll just be handing over your power to other vassals. Do you think I treat you worse than these outsiders? "
"You're a witch, the devil's pawn!" Redwin yelled, straightening his neck. "Father was wrong about you. You lied to him!"
"But I'm still your sister!"
"You're not!" He gritted his teeth and said, "You're just a bastard adopted by Father!"
"Wh... what?" Spear was stunned.
"I heard him say it with my own ears when he was drunk. You're a mistake made by Father when he was young, and your surname isn't Parsi at all!" Redwin said indignantly, "Why are you the heir of the family and not me? I'm just taking back what belongs to me from you. You're the real outsider! "
Spear covered her head, but she could not recall any childhood memories. "The mistake... he made?"
"Otherwise, why do you look so different from Mother? Don't you remember how you came to Fallen Dragon Ridge? "
"So... you're not my brother either."
"Yes, I'm the real heir of the family, the Earl of Fallen Dragon Ridge! Let me go. I demand to be treated as a noble! "
Spear stumbled out of the bedchamber. Iron Axe hurried to hold her. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine..." She took a deep breath and said, "Take my, no, Redwin Parsi to Neverwinter. He's lost his mind. I think the mine is where he should stay."
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