Standing on top of the city walls, he watched the rapidly approaching Yar army in the distance.

Jem Watts waved his hand slightly, signaling the troops behind him to prepare for battle.

With a puff of dust, tens of thousands of knights on horseback were the first to arrive in front of Bone Grinding Castle, followed by a large number of metal chariots and infantry advancing in formation.

Unlike on Earth, when there was the concept of temporarily conscripted serf cannon fodder during the Cold Weapon War, the army in this world should be more professional and elite due to its extraordinary strength!

Even if the energy response of this world is weak in the eyes of Olga, it is enough for ordinary people to lead their civilization into another route, and the vision and needs of the two sides have not been on the same level from the beginning.

In this world, there are endless forms of compensation for enlistment, and as long as you successfully enlist in the army, you will automatically receive various preferential treatments.

Relatively every soldier must be diligent in the exercise of the knightly system, and spend most of his time on strengthening himself, so that both strength and endurance are far from comparable, each of them can easily deal with more than ten ordinary adults empty-handed, and dozens of pounds of armor can also move freely on the body.

Compared with these professional fighting machines, the army composed of ordinary people is simply meaningless, and the huge gap in physical fitness determines that even if the number of ordinary people is dozens of times more, it will not be able to withstand a wave of charges from these people.

It's a cat-and-mouse gap!

On Earth, they may be described as Rambo per capita.

In this case, a rule naturally takes shape.

[Until the mountains and rivers are exhausted, it will not be the turn of ordinary people to go to the battlefield. 】

'Ordinary people are responsible for farming, doing business, having children, and providing nutrients for special fighting groups, and going to the battlefield is purely looking for death!'

This concept, after thousands of years of precipitation, has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

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After setting up the array, among the troops of the Principality of Yar, a handsome middle-aged man rode a strong war horse and took a few steps forward and walked to the front of the formation alone.

Jem Wads, looking at the city walls, laughed and said, "Surrender, dear Prince Jem, it will not be good if you hurt you!"

And the soldiers behind him also burst into laughter at the right time.

Apparently to disgrace Jem Wads.

Looking at the soldiers who were unscrupulously making fun of him, Jem Watts's facial muscles twitched involuntarily, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Harry, I hope you'll be smiling so much later. ”

The other party sneered unceremoniously: "That's natural, of course I'll laugh as happily as I am now, is it possible that you can still rely on this manpower to win against me?"

After speaking, he shook his head and said very seriously: "Jem, I have to admit that you do have some skills, but your father is so stupid that he has lost most of the family of the Duchy of Marton in just over ten years, and if it weren't for this reason, our Duchy of Yar would not have thought of invading." ”

"Surrender, as long as the agreement is signed, we will withdraw immediately. Your momentum is gone, there is no point in sacrificing superfluously, and surrendering now will at least retain some dignity. ”

If he could, he really didn't want to fight much, after all, he would inevitably die at the beginning, although they had an absolute advantage, but the opposite side was not a decoration, and he would have to pay a huge price if he won, so it was the best choice to solve the problem with his mouth.

It's the same victory, go back with heavy casualties, where is it good to go back neatly?

These troops were elite, and he didn't want to compromise them on unnecessary things.

Listening to the other party's words, a sneer appeared on the corner of Jem Woz's mouth, and he asked disdainfully: "Surrender, hang me on the pillar of shame and achieve your reputation?"

As a knight, but also as a prince.

The face of a country!

If he surrenders voluntarily, what will his subordinates, his people, think of him?

Just thinking about it makes Jem Watts unbearable.

The entire royal family's thousand-year-old honor has to be smashed into his hands!

Thinking of this, Jem Watts also debunked: "And don't think that I don't know, two of the people who bewitched my father were sent by the Principality of Yar. ”

"So what, aren't you going to send people to our country to do something unseemly?"

Harry didn't deny anything about his accusation, but after smiling disdainfully, he waved his hand casually and said, "The difference is that you didn't succeed, and we succeeded, and you can only blame your father for being too arrogant and stupid!"

Jem Watts didn't argue with this, whether it was that they would send men to other countries to cause trouble, or that his father was too arrogant and stupid.

If it weren't for his identity, he really wanted to slap his father a few times, and the good situation was just made by him.

Jem Watts sorted out the national emblem on his chest, and said with a solemn expression: "Harry, it's useless to talk more, you and I both know that today is the key to the victory or defeat of the Duchy of Marton and the Duchy of Yar, and we can't stand still, so let's divide the victory and defeat!"

After speaking, he added in his heart: 'Although I will cheat......

I don't know if there is something in the other party's words, I actually want to play yin!

Harry laughed out loud twice, and replied very heroically:

"It's okay, I'll crush your army head-on and convince you to lose!"

The long sword with the belt at his waist drew out his scabbard and gave the order: "The siege vehicle goes first, the infantry cooperates and presses, and the cavalry is ready to break the door!"

Immediately, the troops behind him all moved, and they all moved closer to Bone Grinding Castle!

Seeing this, Jem Watts, who was on the wall, looked immobile and raised his hand lightly to the general behind him: "Let the archers and artillery team under him listen to the command, and wait until they are 100 steps away from the fortress before moving." ”

"Understood. ”

When the other party was ordered to leave, Jem Watts took out a ruby the size of a pigeon's egg from his coat pocket, touched the smooth surface of it, and asked the only remaining Baron Duke behind him, "How useful do you think this thing is?"

As the only person here who knows about the existence of Orgar except for Jem Woz, Duke knows very well that the gorgeous gem is the hole card that Jem Wads traded with Orrga, although he doesn't understand why he asks himself this, after thinking about it, he still answers truthfully: "Your Majesty, I can't estimate it, in my eyes it's just a ruby......

Jem laughed:

"Yes, ruby, to the naked eye this is also a ruby.

But the moment I got it and held it in the palm of my hand, I automatically understood what it did.

It was a wonderful feeling, as if there was something in my head but I couldn't explain it, and I could see the effect of this gem in action with an inexplicable vision......"

Turning his head slightly, dodging a stray arrow, Jem Watts continued, "Through this gem, I can vaguely feel the power of that demon, which is indeed not something that mortals can deal with.

You know, even though he is now acting peaceful, and barely leaving his dwelling, as if unlike the demons recorded in history, does not pose a danger to the kingdom, I still can't allow myself to ignore the threat he contains?

Because his eyes have never changed since the first day, they are still so cold and cruel, and our status in his eyes has never been just dust, and he has never cared about our thoughts, nor has he ever placed any special restraint on us. There is nothing to be done other than the occasional innocuous order and a little punitive spell left on us, and it does not take us to heart at all, just as it does not matter if we betray at any moment.

I don't understand what he's planning, but I do know that he's getting more and more dangerous with time, he's hungry for killing and souls, but he hasn't made a big move, it's as unreasonable as a hungry wolf entering the sheepfold but not eating, he's no doubt afraid of something, otherwise there is no reason for a wolf to coexist peacefully with a sheep......"

Duke lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, I think that only the people of the church in this world can give us answers. ”

Shaking his head slightly, Jem Watts sighed slowly.

"Yes, they who know the most about demons are indeed the most likely to give us the answer, but compared to the man-eating demon, the church beast is also a monster that eats people and does not spit out bones, and they have been trying to put the divine power above the royal power again, and once they find an opportunity, the situation in the Duchy of Marton will immediately become bad......"

Different heights of standing mean different things to think, and the relatively simple relationships in the eyes of Baron Duke are also all kinds of intricacies for him, and every step must be thought through.

Walking up to the edge of the wall, looking at the enemy troops below who were trying to rush up the wall, he could even clearly see the excitement and frenzy in the eyes of the other party, which was the joy of his imminent victory.

Maybe they've already figured out how they're going to loot, and maybe they're going to return home with all their glory.

Jem Watts shook his head and said softly, "I hope you will survive a few more, otherwise the number of sacrifices will not be able to fill the gap......"

Then he crushed the gem in his hand.

A burst of scarlet light shone over the Bone Grinding Castle.

The soldiers who were fighting fiercely on both sides all looked at the sky with a little puzzlement, and they were a little puzzled by the scene at this time.

Without giving them time to think, as Jem Watts divided the target area in his mind, all the Yar troops as long as their strength did not reach the level of [Great Knight], their eyes involuntarily revealed a wildness that could not be concealed.

The killing began again.

Only this time, their target has changed from the army of the Duchy of Marton to everyone around them!

There is no longer a distinction between friend and foe, as long as they are still alive, they are their enemies, and the battle is completely crazy at this moment......