The moment the butler of Gilan Territory said 'they're here', all the nobles of the southern border gasped at the same time. When he mentioned that Gilan, Conseco, and Calor regions were all under the control of Cecil's army, the nobles of the southern border shook their heads and sighed with sorrow. Viscount Conseco, who was already depressed to the extreme, even lost his composure and covered his face with his hands. He started to curse in a low voice continuously.
Luo Peini? Countess Gilan broke the silence before Sir Maryland could speak. She clenched her fists and stared at the steward. "Where's my daughter? Where are the others in the castle? "
"They used those weapons called 'giant cannons' to blow up the entire castle … and almost burned down half of the town …" The steward said sorrowfully. "Almost no one escaped … they're all dead … all dead …"
Luo Peini? Gollan's body swayed a few times before she fell backward as if she had lost all her strength. Fortunately, one of her guards was quick enough to support the mistress who was about to faint. The guard whispered to the viscountess, "Cover her eyes."
"I know." Luo Peini? Gilan also whispered softly and then covered her face with her hands as if she was grieving.
On the other hand, Sir Marilan was only slightly moved after hearing the shocking news. Then, he sized up the butler who had escaped from Gilan Region to Firmrock Fortress with a scrutinizing gaze. "What a pitiful experience. But how did you get out of here? Gilan Hill … is not close to here. "
The steward showed an embarrassed and sorrowful expression. "I'm so ashamed to say it … It was Cecil's people who let me go …"
"Cecil's people let you go?" Sir Maryland asked in surprise. "Why?"
"They're issuing a declaration of war," Luo Peini? Gilan seemed to have forced herself to calm down from the grief. She stared at Sir Maryland with her red eyes. "They're declaring war! They're showing off! They're deliberately letting us know what happened in the south. They want us to know that our hundreds of years of accumulation have been completely destroyed by them! They want to completely destroy us! "
Sir Maryland looked at the lady who could be described as powerful. She was the one who led the surviving southern nobles out of the battlefield and into the Firmrock Fortress. He saw the burning hatred in her eyes, but there was not much grief. It was the state of a person who had lost everything and was only thinking about revenge. He could not help but be moved. "My lady, your suffering has made me indignant. Don't worry, we will fight against Cecil's people. This fortress will be the place where we meet them!"
His words were firm and powerful, but almost none of the nobles in the Southern Territory responded. Most of them had not yet recovered from the shocking news brought by the steward, and a small number of them were already immersed in the fear of the impending arrival of Cecil. Mali?? Viscount Orland suddenly stood up and waved his arms excitedly. "We can't wait for death here! This city cannot withstand the Heavenly Fire at all! "
The other nobles of the Southern Territory were in an uproar, and many people began to respond. Mali? Orland took the opportunity to quickly say to Sir Maryland. "Sir, let's work harder. Let Count Pompeii open the north gate. We have to take refuge in the Whitsunday Plains!"
Sir Maryland's face was uglier than ever. He could hardly hide the contempt in his eyes. The people in front of him were completely frightened out of their wits. They did not deserve to be called nobles. They were as unbearable as the poor peasants in the countryside who would kneel down when they saw the soldiers' swords. Even at such a time, they still wanted to escape?
Did they think that the money they had left in their pockets was enough for them to eat white bread for a few days in the Whitsunday Plains?
But before Sir Maryland could speak, Luo Penny had already stood up. Ge Lan had already stood up. This lady glared fiercely at everyone present. Her voice carried an indomitable aura. "Where are your bones? Have they all been dissolved by the alcohol?! "
Other than her, the southern nobles who fled here were all men. But at this moment, none of these men dared to raise their heads and look at Luo Penny. Luo Penny?? She could not help but raise her voice. "What are you afraid of? Don't you have any courage left? Don't forget that this is Firmrock Fortress, a fortress with a magic barrier! Weren't you all talking in the banquet hall of the Stronghold this morning? You all said that this place was impregnable, and that you wanted to watch the Cecil army suffer a crushing defeat from the top of the walls. How could you all forget now? "
"Madam Glen … Countess Glen, what do we have to fight against Cecil's men?" A southern noble finally could not help but speak. "If we go to the battlefield, we will only cause trouble. If we leave here, we won't cause trouble for the people of Firmrock Fortress …"
"Nonsense!" Luo Penny stared at the cowardly southern noble. "Do you all think so too? Have you forgotten that when you fled here, you had thousands of people with you? Until now, those loyal Knight and soldiers are still in the city waiting for your orders! They didn't run, so why are you running?
"Right now, the Boulder Fortress is lacking manpower. We should focus all our forces. We have sturdy walls and a magic barrier. Shouldn't we be able to move the catapults' shells behind the barrier? Can't we help guard the Wizard Tower and the Arrow Tower? "
Sir Maryland looked at the impassioned Countess Luo Penny and was stunned. Suddenly, his heart brightened. These southern nobles … Although most of them were cowardly and weak, they were still a force to be reckoned with.
To be honest, he had some expectations before, thinking that Cecil's men would not attack here. After all, Firmrock Fortress was technically a land outside the Southern Territory. Gwen? Duke Cecil had no reason to attack here. But ever since he knew that "the ancestors did not abide by the ancestral rules", he began to regret taking in these useless southern nobles. If it were not for the fact that these southern nobles had some money in their pockets and they had promised him a lot of things, he would have thought of a way to drive most of them out.
But now …
If Cecil's men were really coming, then these useless southern nobles would have to pay a price for the protection they accepted.
He looked at Countess Luo Peini, who was trying her best to rally the southern nobles to arm themselves and defend the fortress. Apart from Viscount Carroll, this countess was the only one he admired among the southern nobles. Furthermore, she had just been robbed of everything by the Cecils. Her will for vengeance was incomparably firm, and this would make her a good helper.
So he stood up and said, "My Lady, are you willing to help me defend this fortress?"
Luo Penny turned around with a hint of fanaticism in her eyes. "Yes, Sir. Of course I'm willing. As long as we can defeat those Cecil's men, I'm willing to do everything I can!"
At this moment, Viscount Carroll, who had been silent all this while, stood up and looked at the southern nobles who were wavering. He raised his hands and said, "Gentlemen, you should feel ashamed. Your courage is not as good as Countess Glen's. Don't forget that we are under the protection of Firmrock Fortress. When the fortress is in danger, it is our duty to step forward. I'm willing to respond to Countess Glen's call. Although I'm only left with two Knight and a few dozen soldiers, I will stand on the wall and defend this fortress until the last moment! "
After the first person stood up, more people were encouraged. These people who were almost completely destroyed by the bombardment of Shatterstone Ridge and the pursuit in the south actually managed to squeeze out a little courage and began to respond one after another. They all wanted to stand on the wall with their remaining followers and fight to the death with the fortress. They were determined to resist Cecil's men until the last moment. Although many of them would regret their words after leaving the hall, at least they were encouraged to stand up at this moment.
And for the nobles, as long as they stood up at this moment, they would not be able to sit back down.
Luo Peini? Both Gilan and Sir Maryland looked at this scene with satisfaction. The latter couldn't help but nod. These southern nobles and their remaining attendants might not be a great force, but they could at least alleviate some of the lack of manpower. Other things aside, at least the nobles who knew magic could recharge the mage tower. With these people, the Monolith Fortress would be able to hold on for a longer period of time.
Perhaps they could hold on until the kingdom's situation turned for the better.
He never doubted that his fortress could withstand the attack of Cecil's men. He was only worried that this long defensive battle would drag down the isolated Firmrock Fortress.
After the respectable countess had successfully rallied the southern nobles and once again became the leader of these fallen nobles (the last time she was their leader was when she led them to escape from the southern border), Sir Maryland said to her, "Ms. Glynne, your bravery is truly a reflection of the noble spirit. I hope that you can organize the southern nobles and lead them. I will arrange for you to protect and protect the inner layer of the magic tower and the second wall of the fortress. I believe the gentlemen present here have no objections to this, right?"
The southern nobles present at the scene all expressed their agreement.
Then, Sir Maryland called for his personal guards and began to arrange the defense of the fortress. "First, clear out the scattered farms in the south of the fortress. Bring them all back to the city. Burn the remaining things and fill up the wells.
"Clear out all the trees at the edge of the hills in the south. Burn the trees or chop them down. Do not leave anything that blocks the view.
"Double the patrol team."
After leaving the main hall, Luo Peini? Glen and her steward walked together.
Sir Maryland did not have the time to care about the trivial matters. Luo Peini? Glen wanted to take her people to find a place to rest, and this was exactly what she wanted.
She looked at her steward who was wearing ragged clothes and those who had "escaped" with the steward. The ragged clothes on these people were real, the mud and oil stains were real, and the wounds under the ragged clothes were also real.
When there were no outsiders around, she said softly, "You have worked hard."
"It is our honor."
"How is the situation?"
"The eagle has left the nest. The chicks are fine."
Luo Peini? Glen nodded slightly. Then, she raised her head and looked through the tall narrow window on the side of the long corridor of the castle. She looked at the red sunset that was gradually appearing in the distance.
"This long list is finally coming to an end."
.。 m.
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