When the butler of Gülen’s collar said “they came,” the southern aristocrats at the scene took a breath of cold, and he mentioned that the Gülen, Concord, and Carroll areas were successively used by the Cecil Army. After the control, the southern aristocrats shook their heads and sighed to reveal a sad look, especially the Viscount Concord, who had fallen to the extreme, even stunned his face and began to whisper cursing.

Ms. Roperie? Grange broke the silence before the opening of the Maryland jazz. She clenched her fists and stared at the housekeeper: "My daughter? What about the other people in the castle?"

"They used the weapon called the 'cannon' to blow up the entire castle... and almost burned half of the town..." The housekeeper said sadly, "nearly no one escaped... all died... All are dead..."

Roppini? Gülen’s body swayed twice and then fell backwards as if she had lost her strength. Fortunately, one of her guards’ eyes was fast and helped the mistress who was about to faint. The guard was in the woman’s body. Whispered, "Block your eyes."

"I know." Roppenny? Gülen also whispered, then sorrowfully covered his face with his hands.

The Maryland jazz was only slightly moved after hearing this amazing news. Then he looked at the housekeeper who had escaped from Gloria to the Rock Fortress in an unbelievable look: "The sympathetic encounter, but how do you run Come out? Get it from Gülen... It’s not close.”

The housekeeper showed an embarrassing and sad look: "I am really ashamed to start... It is the Cecil who took the initiative to let me go..."

“Is the Cecils running you away?” the Maryland sir asked in surprise. “Why?”

"They are in the next battle," said Lopney Grange, who was forced to calm down from grief. Her eyes stared red at the eyes of Maryland. "They are declaring war! Showing off! They deliberately let us know that the South is happening." Things, let us know that our family business that has been accumulated for hundreds of years has been completely destroyed by them! They are going to completely beat us!"

The singer of Maryland looked at the woman who could use a powerful description to watch the lady who was able to take the last surviving southern aristocracy out of the battlefield and come to the Rock Fortress. He saw the lady burning in the eyes of the raging The hatred, but not much grief, this is the state of the talents who only want to revenge after losing everything. He can't help but move: "Ms., your experience makes me angry, please rest assured, we will fight The fortress that the Syr is fighting is where we meet them!"

His words are firm and powerful, but the southern aristocrats on the scene are almost unresponsive. Most of them have not yet awake from the impact news brought by the butler. A small number of people have been immersed in the fear of the coming of the Cecil. In the middle, Viscount Marie Ola suddenly stood up and waved his arms excitedly: "We can't wait here to die! This city can't stop the fire!"

Other southern aristocrats rioted, and many people began to respond. Mali Oran said this opportunity to quickly say to the singer of Maryland: "Jazz, let's do it again, let Count Pompeii open the North Gate, we are going to the Holy Spirit Plain. Take refuge!"

The face of the singer of Maryland is more ugly than ever. He almost can't conceal the contempt in his own eyes. Those who are completely scared in front of him are no longer worthy of being called aristocrats. They just see them in the rural farmhouses. The soldiers’ swords will be as bad as the poor people who are kneeling down. They are still thinking about running away.

They thought that the gold and silver left in their pockets were enough for them to eat white bread for a few days in the plains of the Holy Spirit?

But before the opening of the Maryland jazz, Roppenny Glan had stood up. The lady was almost stunned and glared at everyone on the scene. The voice was in the air: "Your bones are all dissolved by alcohol." What?!"

Apart from her, the southern aristocrats who fled to this place were all male. However, no one of these men dared to look up and look at Roppeni at the moment. Looking at the sight of the guilty conscience, Roperi Glan could not help but raise his voice. "What are you afraid of? Really no courage left? Don't forget that this is a rock fortress, a fortress with a magical barrier! You are not talking about it in the banquet hall of the fortress this morning, saying that it is indestructible. I have to forget when I saw the Cecil people in the city.

"Ms. Ge Lan...woman, what do we have to fight with those Cecils?" A southern aristocrat finally couldn’t help but speak. "We went to the battlefield and added chaos. It’s also for people who don’t give the Rock Fortress. trouble……"

"What nonsense!" Luo Peini stared at the awkward southern aristocrat. "You think so too? Have you forgotten, when you fled here, there are thousands of people around you, now, those who are loyal The knights and soldiers are still waiting for your orders in the city! They have not run, what are you running?

"Now the Rock Fortress is lacking in manpower. We should concentrate our strength on the hand. We have a strong wall and a magical barrier. Can you move the stone of the trebuchet behind the barrier? Help guard the Master Tower. And the arrow tower is always there?"

The Maryland singer looked at the impassioned Princess Roperi, and suddenly suddenly felt the brightening of these southern aristocrats... Although most of them were powerless, they were a little power.

To be honest, he still had some expectations before he thought that the Cecils would not come to attack here. After all, the Rock Fortress theoretically belongs to the land outside the South, Gao Wen? The Duke of Cecil has no reason to attack here. After knowing the story of "the ancestors did not abide by the ancestral system", he has become more and more regretful about the use of these useless southern aristocrats. If you don't look at the southern aristocrats, there are still some gold and silver, and they still Committed to a lot of things, he probably has long tried to get rid of most of these people.

And now...

The Cecils are really coming, so these useless southern aristocrats should also pay some price for the shelter they receive.

He looked at the woman who was trying to call on the southern aristocrats to arm the defending fortress. The female prince was the only survivor of the southern aristocrats except for the Viscount of Carroll, and now the lady has just been given to Cecil. The man took everything away, her revenge will be determined, which just makes her a good boost.

So he stood up and said: "Ms. Are you willing to help me defend this fortress?"

Ropeney turned around with a hint of fanaticism in her eyes: "Yes, jazz, of course I am willing to defeat those Cecils, I am willing to do my best!"

At the moment, Viscount Carroll, who had always had no opening next to him, stood up in time. He looked around at the southern aristocrats who were shaking and raised their hands: "Gentlemen, you should feel ashamed, and your courage will add up now. Not as good as the Princess of Glan. Don't forget, we are accepting the shelter of the Rock Fortress. When the fortress is in crisis, it is our duty to stand up. I am willing to respond to the call of the Marquis, although I have only two left. The knight and dozens of soldiers, but I will also stand on the wall and defend the fortress to the last moment!"

After the first person stood up, more people were finally encouraged. These people who were almost completely destroyed in the gravel shelling and the pursuit of the Southland had actually squeezed a little courage and started to rise and fall. Responding to the situation, they have to take the few hundred followers who are left with them to stand on the wall, and die with the fortress, one to resist the Celsians to the last moment, although many of them After leaving the hall, I would regret even after shouting those **** words, but at least they were agitated and stood up at this moment.

For the nobility, as long as they stand up at this moment, they are not good enough to sit back.

Roppini? Glan looked at this scene with satisfaction, and the Maryland jazz also looked at the scene with satisfaction. The latter couldn’t help but nod their head. These southern aristocrats and their only relatives may not be a powerful force. But they can at least alleviate some of the shortages of staff. Don’t say anything else, at least let those who know magic go to the Master Tower to always get it. With these people, the Rock Fortress can stick to it longer. time.

Maybe you can stick to the situation when the situation in the kingdom turns better.

He never doubts that his fortress can withstand the attacks of the Cecils. He is only worried that this long-lasting defensive war will drag down the helpless meteorite fortress.

After the admirable woman's success succeeded in inspiring the southern aristocrats and once again became the leader of these fallen aristocrats (she was the last time they became their leader when they fled the South), the Maryland jazz to her Said: "Ms. Ge Lan, your courage is really a manifestation of the aristocratic spirit. I hope that you can integrate the talents of the southern aristocracy. You will lead them. I will arrange for you to guard and maintain the inner magic tower of the fortress. And the second city wall, I think the gentlemen on the scene have no opinion on this?"

The southern aristocrats at the scene expressed their agreement.

Later, the Maryland Jazz called the soldiers and began to arrange the defense of the fortress: "First empty the sporadic farms in the south of the fortress... all of them are withdrawn to the city, the rest are burned directly, and the wells are filled...

"Clear all the trees on the edge of the hills in the south, burn them or cut them down, and leave nothing to block the sight.

"The patrol team has doubled..."

After leaving the main hall, Roperie Gülen walked with his butler.

The singer of Maryland has no time to pay attention to the trivial little things, and Lopney? Gülen wants to take his own people to find a place to rest, and this is exactly what she wants.

She looked at her ragged butler, and the cronies who followed the housekeeper to "escape". The clothes on these people were real, the mud and oil were real, and the scars under the rags... It is also true.

When there were no outsiders around, she said softly: "You have worked hard."

"This is our pleasure."

"How's it going?"

"The eagle has left the nest and the chicks are well."

Roperi?? Glan Wei nodded and nodded, then looked up, through the high narrow window on the side of the castle promenade, watching the distant side has gradually emerged a red sunset.

"This long list is finally coming to an end."