"Quickly evade!" In the alley inside the Blackstone Fortress, someone on horseback shouted, "Tighten the military situation!"

De Ligt and a few of his family's night watchmen managed to run away from the middle of the road with great difficulty, and were almost trampled to death.

These foreign mercenary corps have always been savage, and in front of the eldest young master of the Duke of Morry's family, the commander of the Blackstone Fortress, they actually rode their horses so boldly.

"What military intelligence?" De Ligt spat and yelled.

The man continued to gallop with the banner without looking back, and the sound of hooves followed, and De Ligt could not hold back any longer, grabbed the reins of one of them, and forced the heavily armed horses to stop.

Blackstone Fortress was still in the midst of a twilight revelry, and it was too dangerous to ride a horse in the streets, and De Ligt wanted to warn the arrogant mercenary.

De Ligt was about to reprimand, but he saw that the man's eyes were full of fear, and his bloodshot pupils were as wide as bull's eyes.

"The Black Iron Legion is coming, and just ten miles away, tens of thousands of Black Iron men are holding torches that are overwhelming. ”

"Ice and snow day or night, are those people crazy?"

Under De Ligt's gaze, the herald swallowed and forced himself to continue: "We have been flanked, and a wave of demonic beasts has appeared on our back. ”

Four guards in blue and red plaid cloaks rumbled past on tall horses, and De Ligt recognized them as the generals who defended the city at the front.

Since the war was already about to start, why did these generals not guard the city walls, De Ligt quickly let go of the heralds, dodged his war horse and galloped down the streets to the council chamber in the castle.

The revelry crowds of the Winter Veil Festival turned into a flow of people fleeing.

The ordinary residents of the Blackstone Fortress who got the news, everyone headed in the same direction, anxious to escape from the south side of the fortress before they were caught by the tide of monsters.

The bell of the warning seemed to be getting louder and louder, and the bell kept hitting everyone's heartstrings.

Rena, who had just become a maid in the Stevenson family, was supposed to stay in the mansion in Salt Well, but after the tavern planned to come to Blackstone Fortress, she insisted on walking with her mother and cousin Char, and her foot was trampled by a passing crowd, and the pain was exacerbated by the ice and snow, and she desperately held back to not scream.

She bit her lip and walked on, her mother tugging at her sleeve.

Malt didn't know what was going on, and watched everyone walk towards the south gate with panic on their faces, and the mother and daughter were carried out of the city.

One of Duke Mori's attendants, who promoted Char from among the Night Watchmen, stood on the city wall and saw his aunt and Rena in the crowd below the wall,

He couldn't resist calling out to his relatives, and as soon as they walked out of the bronze gate, the gate was slammed down by the guards.

Char breathed a sigh of relief as he held up a diamond-shaped shield made of thick oak nearly four feet long with iron nails on the surface.

A mercenary soldier handed Char a flag, and Char turned his gaze back to the other end of the wall.

In the endless dark night outside the city, you can vaguely see a dense tide of beasts slowly moving towards this side.

Char, who had been arranged to defend the southern city wall, looked at the end of his sight and swallowed quietly.

The white beard that had not been shaved for days covered the chin and cheeks of the Duke of Murray, but he was by no means without a razor.

He stood at the top of the council chamber, the tallest building in the Blackstone Fortress, and below it was filled with mercenary generals waiting for orders.

The blade of his sword shone with a deadly sheen, and it could be seen that his attendants had taken it to help polish it, and the edge of the sword was so sharp that it was difficult for flesh and blood to approach.

Duke Murray stretched out a hand with a jasper diamond ring from the fluffy gap, and took his squire and handed the sword.

The sword body is in a special form, the handle is just long enough for an adult to hold in the palm of an adult's hand, and the silver thread is carved out of a narrow and vertical texture that runs through the sword body, and the hilt is like a falcon's wings.

"This sword was earned by my Stevenson ancestors for the glory of being a pioneer," Maury proudly told his son.

Maury Stevenson wielded his sword and handed it to his eldest son, De Ligt, the eldest who had never been taken seriously.

"In the name of the descendants of the pioneers, wear this sword. In the future, the sword in my hand could not be more appropriate to avenge me. ”

The carved silver sword is beautiful, but as a swordsman in De Ligt, he felt the weight of the sword, and his younger brother Carlos might be more adept. But she knew that it would be futile to argue with her determined father, so she didn't say anything.

"Take these people out of the Blackstone Fortress and go to the Sword Master's Harbor to inherit the Duke title of the Stevenson family, exchange my rotten body for the lost title, and I also have the face to meet the dead ancestors. ”

"Father!" De Ligt Stevenson clenched his greatsword and knelt down excitedly.

"Protect the family and your brother. ”

The silver-haired man waved his hand, turned to face under the balcony of the council chamber, drew the long sword at his waist, and raised it in salute.

"Fight for the Empire of Light and Glory!"

Duke Murray, the commander of the Blackstone Fortress, stood on the open-air balcony and shouted.

The mercenary generals below were instructed to agitate.

"Fight for the Empire of Light and Glory!"

"Fight for the Empire of Light and Glory!"

"Father!" De Ligt cried out through gritted teeth, his hands gripping the belt of his armor and trembling uncontrollably. Finally, he turned and made a nonchalant salutation gesture towards his father, and left with his personal entourage.

When the Battle of Blackstone Fort officially began.

De Ligt led the Centurion Guards on horseback and lifted heavy shields to break through the south gate of the Blackstone Fortress.

At this time, in the direction of Loya Avenue, above the north gate of the fortress, it has been attacked by the bat knights lurking on the cliff, and the black iron dwarf army in the sky is gathered at the north gate, waiting for the gate to open.

And the tide of demonic beasts from the far reaches of the Rodney Mountains was already less than a mile away from the southern city wall, and the forward silver wolf demonic beasts were even closer to half a mile away, and began to hunt down those who broke through and escaped.

When they saw De Ligt's hundred-man cavalry rushing out of the south gate, a group of silver wolf monsters howled, their eyes shone scarlet, and rushed towards the team of knights who broke through with torches.

After De Ligt's knights left the south gate, they did not hesitate to gallop towards the east with all their might, and the silver wolf monsters chased after them.

In the darkness of the night, the silver wolf was more than a cut faster than the armed horse.

Soon, the two sides began a white-knuckle battle.

De Ligt swung a sword, but a sturdy third-level demonic beast wolf jumped backwards and ducked out of range of the attack, and the silver sword slashed through the air.

Another second-class silver wolf leaped up from one side, and De Ligt raised his shield and flapped the wolf away.

The silver wolf is extremely agile, constantly following the Knights in pursuit, looking for every gap to sneak attack.

There were people around who were constantly howling miserably, and they were attacked by silver wolves in the dark night and dropped their horses.

The ranks of 100 men were constantly dwindling, and the torches were rapidly decreasing.

"The south gate is broken. At this time, someone shouted angrily, "The Blackstone Fortress has been captured!"

De Ligt was startled, looked at the rear from a distance, and suddenly his eyes were confused, the face of the beast tide, the guard mercenaries in the north and south held out for less than an hour, how tragic the north gate would be, thinking of his father, De Ligt was in a trance in his mind.

Is it worth it to do it for the sake of the family?

Soon, the metal clash of swords brought De Lichtra back to reality.

He used both sword and shield, and the attack was fierce, and he remembered that he was also in danger and needed to continue to break through.

In order not to let his father die in vain and inherit his legacy, he must also go to the Sword Master Port alive.