Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 669 The Power of One Person

Fort Mandex.

This majestic city, the provincial capital of Amasir, which was established by the pioneering knights of La Rochelle and then expanded, has never been threatened by the enemy to the foot of the city wall since it was built in 1273.

It is sheltered by the forest and has the protection of elves.The "Green Tower" in the city radiates almost the entire area of ​​Amasir, and through its strong ductility of the earth element, it shelters all the long borders.

And the statue of Nora in the center of the city gave endless strength to these fighters who were loyal to nature in the land of Amasir.

They seem to be invincible in this land, even if the army of the Osan Emmas marched north from the Adlai Sea, it did not cause any harm to it.

Not to mention letting the enemy's provocative words resound throughout the city.

But at this moment.

On July 1441, 7, the Year of Darkness and Whiteness, the skies over Fort Manderks.

Not even the Green Tower can block the direction of the weird wind, but let the wind spread the boy's clear voice throughout the city.

Therefore, from the woodland on the outskirts of the city to the inner fort in the center of the city, from the fields by the river to the towers on the hills, the entire Mandekers Fort, farmers, merchants, builders, scholars, soldiers, and even high-ranking people, all They all heard the boy's declaration of battle——

"Marquis of Silikie, Cyril Adrian!"

"Please, Viscount Joyce O'Connor, Viscount Hobart O'Connor—

Out of town for a talk! "

In front of the gate of the inner city castle, the tall and heroic third son of the Hobert family had just entered Fort Mandekers for less than an hour, and was about to enter the inner city castle to discuss with his elder brother the matter of counterattacking Silliky. At this moment, he almost staggered , tripping over the steps of the carriage.

With a pale face, he straightened up under the support of the guards, shouted back the crowd watching the excitement, and then looked up at the sky.

Inside the castle, the highest seat in the living room, the one that originally belonged to the Duke of Amasir, Darcy O'Connor, at this time the unshaven and strong man sitting on it had a frosty face, and he shook his head heavily. He patted the table in front of him, and there was a dull echo.

And the "Green Hill" in the city, the "Green Tower" of Amasir's sea-fixing needle, stands here.In the orchard on the hill, holding thick books in their hands, several mages in robes stopped at the same time, listening to the message from outside the city.

Then, the old mage in the lead showed a look of helplessness or a smile:

"he came."

"Mr. Zimmermann, you seem to have expected this?"

An apprentice behind him said curiously: "It's really strange, the Green Tower has its own magic protection domain, the gust of wind is obviously controlled by magic power, and it can ignore the barrier of the Green Tower..."

"Crack!" A younger mage slapped the apprentice on the back of the head, causing the apprentice to cover his head in pain, but he didn't dare to make any complaints. He just said aggrievedly: "Mr. Haber, what did I say?" Is it wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's just that I feel very uncomfortable when I think that the instigator of all this is actually a 16-year-old boy."

With the same wry smile as Lewis Zimmerman on her face, Amy Harbor shook her head helplessly:
"Last year today, who would have thought that the earl in such a small place as Siliki would be able to do this?"

"Perhaps...we should have left the Green Tower and gone to Siliki?"

They had experienced the snowstorm in northern Xinjiang together, and they had received hints and invitations from teenagers when they experienced the turnaround of the war situation in northern Xinjiang. However, the two mages who worked for O'Connor's family did not choose to turn against each other.

"If you had gone at the beginning, maybe you could have been the head of the mage academy. Now, tsk tsk, Siliki has a lot of mages." Lewis stroked his beard and clicked his tongue.

The apprentices behind were completely stunned, and it took a while for someone to react, and asked timidly, "You two gentlemen, what do you mean...?"

The late professional-level mage looked into the distance. From the direction of the inner castle, a long line of cavalry rushed out of the gate of the inner castle, rushed up the main road of the city, and headed straight for the west gate.

Then he whispered softly: "Duke Amasir, I want to change my surname to Adrian."

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Hagen Trogne was already stunned.

Even if he had hacked zombies and skeletons, he thought he had a big heart, and he should be calm in any situation.

But at this moment, his heart was beating so fast that it almost burst his ventricle and punched a hole in the outer armor of his body.

It is crazy enough for his own lord to clamor for the capital of a province by himself, but more importantly, he heard the word——

Marquis.

Marquis Silikie?Isn't the title of the lord the earl?How did you get promoted to Marquis?
He is not an idiot like Wolfston or Antonia Alex who only knows how to lead troops and train soldiers. He remembers what Mr. Atsk Angers said, and he has a certain understanding of the kingdom's title. concept--

An earl, but only has the right to that small area.

As a marquis, the area he can govern is a whole large area!
16 year old Marquis!

Just as he was excited, the gate of Fort Mandex in front was finally lowered slowly, and a column of heavy cavalry rushed out of the city at high speed.They are all golden shields and golden halberds, their horses are covered with golden heavy armor, and the golden sun painted on the banner fluttering behind them confirms their identity: Amasir's trump card heavy cavalry, "Forest Tree Guard".

They lined up in front of the moat, surrounded by two heroic generals, who were the two heirs of the O'Connor family.

Hobart O'Connor, and Joyce O'Connor.

Cyril, who was walking against the wind, had already fluttered to the ground. He stood alone in front of the dozens of heavy cavalry, holding the long sword at his waist, like a weak oiran in a brothel facing a group of strong men, full of momentum. none.

It was not the first time Hobart had seen this half-elf boy.At last year's "Mufeng Festival", he and Cyril had met several times, and he was deeply impressed by this earl who was able to snatch the crown of Mufeng from the elves.

But it was the first time Joyce saw Cyril, and seeing how vulnerable he was, he couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"Cyril Adrian—I heard you just now, and it seems that you call yourself the Marquis? If I remember correctly, you should be the Earl of Siliki, right!"

"According to the laws of the Kingdom of La Rochelle, you, as the Earl of Silikie, have crossed the border and invaded the territory of the Duke of Amasir, Morino City, Philland, Green Marsh City, Windshade Castle, Luye City, Border Forest Town, Zhuma Town, Xiangbao Town, Linshuiwan Town, Dujiaolin Town, ten cities in total!"

"This crime, do you admit it or not!"

Joyce threatened the young man in front of him on horseback with a stern voice. This was his "call" to counterattack Silikie, and at this moment, taking advantage of the weak power of the Lord Silikie in front of him, he crushed him in one breath!
As for the two hundred or so infantry behind him—no spears, no strong shields, under the impact of their ace heavy cavalry Senshu guards, I am afraid they will last less than a round!
What kind of bullshit Lord Siliki, dare to single-handedly come and clamor without even bringing an army?
It's really funny that my elder brother can be taken away by such a person behind the back of six cities!
And his own brother, Gene O'Connor, what is Gene doing?To be able to be taken away by an outsider, and to be loyal to him?Funny, so funny!

Joyce can't wait to tie up Gene and torture him after he wiped out the entire Silikie army, check his mental state, and see what's in his head!
If Joyce had come by himself, he would have killed them all!
As for the "Unicorn Forest Town" that he lost, he naturally ignored it——

His words were full of momentum, coupled with the absolute high pressure brought by sitting on the horseback, coupled with the other party's posture of not responding, he felt that this young man was about to worship in front of him.

"Joyce." Hobart knew that this young man was by no means a simple person. He shouted softly from behind, but what he got was a blank stare from his younger brother.

But just when he was about to continue the demonstration, the young man in front of him finally raised his head, revealing that handsome face in front of their eyes.

There wasn't any emotion on that face that was related to nervousness or fear. Instead, it looked lazy, like opening your eyes in the warm sunlight after a nap.

Then those eyebrows raised, and the young half-elf patted the long sword on his waist lightly, with a smile in his voice:

"Finished?"

"That's it?"

Joyce raised his eyebrows, and he suddenly raised the spear in his hand. Correspondingly, a group of forest guards beside him immediately followed his movements and raised their halberds high, as if they were about to launch a charge in the next second. , Throwing the halberd from bottom to top, flying the young man in mid-air.

But Cyril's response was quicker. The long sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a choke, the silver light shone, and the wind blew up. In the blink of an eye, tall cyan knight figures lined up on both sides of him.They are all wearing thick armor, and the mounts under them are as fierce as tigers and leopards. The number is just opposite to the forest guards in front of them.

At the same time, a jet of black flames flashed from behind, and the young man naturally made a movement of getting on his horse, and a dark, fiery war horse appeared under his crotch.

This sudden change in the balance of power caused O'Connor's formation to step back a few steps. The two brothers of the O'Connor family looked at each other with surprise in their eyes—they had never seen such an army!
what is this?Summoning?
While they were in a daze, Cyril finally threw something from his arms, drew an arc in mid-air, and landed firmly in Hobart O'Connor's arms.

Hobart picked it up in a hurry, and in his hand was a heavy metal token, shaped like a long sword inserted among flowers, elegant and stern.

"The position of Marquis was conferred by Her Highness Anastasia herself." Cyril sat on the horseback, and the Marquis Medal was enough to prove his identity. "I came to tell you."

"From now on, the title of the Duke of Amasir will be temporarily suspended. There will be no more civil wars in Amasir. All the troops in Amasir will obey my orders."

"Breacher."

"cut."

Finally, he no longer had that lazy look on his face, and the dark green eyes seemed to reflect a deep pool, and the chill emanating from it made the two viscounts covered in goose bumps.

Hobart swallowed a mouthful of saliva, opened his mouth and wanted to speak hard: "If you say yes..."

But as soon as he spoke, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and there was a chill behind him, and then there seemed to be something cold and sharp in front of his neck, pressing against his throat——

"Correct, I'm ordering you, not informing you."

The young man's clear and gentle voice came from the back of his head. He heard it, but it felt like he was in hell.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, let go of his weak hand, and dropped the spear in his hand to the ground.

Cyril got up from his horse, stood in the saddle, and squinted at Joyce O'Connor.

"What about you?"

The corners of Joyce's eyes twitched. He suddenly turned his horse's head and galloped towards Fort Mandex behind him. He took out a token from his pocket, held it high and shook it, and screamed wildly, "Green Tower, Green Tower, listen to my orders, and kill that earl for me!"

However, as he got closer to Fort Mandex, he found that the suspension bridge was slowly rising, and the city gate was gradually closing, with no intention of letting him in at all—

He raised his head in horror, only to find that on the top of the city, Lewis Zimmerman, a professional-level mage who handles external affairs in the Green Tower and is loyal to the O'Connor family, is standing there, holding a staff, overlooking what happened under the city wall. matter.

"Mr. Zimmerman, what are you doing, open the door, open the door, I haven't entered the city yet!"

He screamed wildly, but Lewis had already turned and walked down the wall.As for the mage tower that he had high hopes for, there was no movement at all.

He parked his horse in front of the moat, turned his head in despair, saw that the forest guard had dismounted, and gave up resistance.

When he turned around again, he saw the Fort Mandex tower in front of him.

A white flag slowly rose.

Looking at this scene, Joyce O'Connor suddenly felt a convulsion in his heart, and then his body froze, and he fell off the horse.

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"The latest report, the latest report!"

Atsk Angers covered the map in front of him, looked up at the scouts who rushed into the house in a hurry, and reprimanded displeasedly: "How many times have I said, be cautious..."

"I can't stabilize it this time, I can't stabilize it this time!" the scout shouted out of breath, propping his hands on the table.

"There is nothing to be sure. Even if Joyce and Hobart's coalition forces are less than [-] kilometers away from Luye City, we have already made complete preparations." Atzke said leisurely, picked up the cigarette holder, Put it on your mouth, smash it and say: "Take your time, don't worry, we have a lot of time to spend with them."

"No, no! Lord Angers!"

"Fort Mandex, surrender!"

"Snapped!"

Atzke's cigarette holder fell from his mouth and shattered.

　Tranquilize Amathir at the speed of light!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)