Three days later.

In the main hall of the Blue Water High Castle, Rengao sat in the master's place, and on the table in front of him was a large map of the territory of Glamorgan, with Pansil and Bardmund on the left hand, and Emilys and others from the Dragonstone Mercenary Regiment on the right.

Sicarius and Otto stood behind him like two tall statues.

Although they have often seen each other in the past few days, Emilys and Pansil and others are full of curiosity about these Maculags, and frequently cast their eyes on the two.

Even if you don't have to fight, you can notice that they are extraordinary.

If it was just Sicarius and Gron, who had taught Zoo a lesson that day, it would have been enough, but every barbarian around Wren seemed to have terrible powers, and in one day, an inexplicable metamorphosis had occurred.

They monopolized a martial arts training ground and exercised in it every day, not allowing outsiders to watch.

Except for Wren himself, no one knows what they are all about.

Wren could see what was going on in their minds, but it wasn't time for the Ultramarines to make a move, and asked, "Ma'am, haven't your people come back yet?"

"Not yet," replied Emily, "it should be soon." ”

Wren has decided to reclaim his territory from today.

In the county of Glamorgan, the most important place is, of course, the high castle of clear water, which symbolizes the ruler of the lord, followed by two ports, then the commercial area on the banks of the El Hierro, and the airship landing field, as long as you take these points, the territory is almost in your hands.

The rest of the manors, factories, demon soul farms, plantations, and farms can be slowly cleaned up in the future, and they can be sorted out one by one.

Rennes are now going to take down two ports.

One in the north, is the largest port in Mordu, located at the mouth of the Nathrom River, the longest river in the empire, and at the same time the confluence of the Modus river El Hierro, called Port Highbridge.

Another water-raising harbour is on the southern coast of the territory, bordering Paradise Bay, and has a relatively short history of only a few decades, and is relatively far from the castle.

Combined, these two ports handle more than two-thirds of Mordo's maritime trade, and their importance cannot be overstated.

Naturally, it is impossible for the Modu nobles to give up, and it is not easy to attack.

Wren hadn't decided which port to attack yet, so he asked Emilys to send someone to investigate, and there were several shadow warriors in the Dragonstone mercenary group, who were sent out early in the morning and went to the two ports separately.

As soon as Emilys finished speaking, an emaciated figure came in from outside.

She hurriedly asked, "Randy, how's the situation?"

"Captain, lord. Randy saluted to the two, he was a fourth-level shadow warrior, and replied: "I went around the port of Highbridge twice, and I saw the heavy cavalry of the Marquis of Jiliu's family, the number should be more than fifty, they are very vigilant, so I don't dare to get too close, and I didn't find any other problems. ”

"More than fifty heavy cavalry ......," Emilys looked solemn.

Heavy cavalry, also known as heavy knights, is similar to silver knights, but their mounts are generally larger and heavier, and they charge en masse and are unstoppable.

Wren obtained information from Osilia that the Marquis of Giliu's family had trained a large number of heavily armed knights, totaling more than five hundred, and sent one-tenth of them to garrison the port, which can be said to be at a cost.

Another Yangshui port, which is controlled by the Earl of Akrant, must have also been heavily guarded.

"Lord Lord?" Amyrith asked Wren.

Wren thought about it for a few minutes, not wanting to wait for the Shadow Warrior of Yangshui Harbor to return, as long as there were no traps, it would be the same to attack any port.

Port Highbridge is closer to the castle, only a dozen miles, and a quick attack can also reduce the enemy's reaction time.

"Let's go right away to Port Highbridge. Wren no longer hesitated.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison and immediately acted according to the previous plan.

The Dragonstone mercenary group sent a hundred centaurs and thirty iron guards, and the rest remained in the castle to guard their hometown.

The Extreme Warband, the Silver Knights, and the Secret Fire Guards are all dispatched.

The gates of the castle opened, and a group of centaurs ran out of the door, and such a big movement immediately attracted the attention of the people in the streets, who hid on the side of the road, their eyes full of awe.

At the front of the procession, four centaurs held aloft the banner of the House of Augustus, and on the bright red flag, a golden warhammer and a symbol of the moon crossed fluttered in the wind.

Emilys and her human mercenaries are led in the middle by the centaurs.

Wren's weight was too great for the centaur to carry, and he was happy to run to keep up, but it detracted from the Count's majesty and decency, so he had to sit in the car and follow the group.

The thirteen Ultramarines, like Wren, were too heavy, didn't have a suitable mount, and were too tall to fit in the car, so they had to run on their own.

Fortunately, the distance of twenty miles is not far for the extreme warriors, and their speed can completely keep up, and the physical strength consumed is not much.

Moments later, Port Highbridge arrived.

The harbor is built along the open area of the coast, three or four miles long, and from a distance you can see the docks of the harbor, where hundreds of ships are docked, large steamers, private yachts, fishing boats and passenger ships come and go on the water, semi-mechanized cranes, driven by steam engines, loading or unloading large quantities of goods, workers are busy, and the port is full of hotels, bars and shops, people come and go, a prosperous scene.

However, the sound of rumbling horses' hooves interrupted all this.

As the figure of the centaur appeared on the street, the whole port suddenly boiled like a boiling pot, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs.

There are several towering bell towers built into the harbor, and the guards ring large bells to give warnings.

A group of black knights rushed out of the harbor and blocked the gates of the harbor.

The armor on their bodies has a faint energy brilliance, delicate and heavy, and under them is riding a tall and strong dragon horn war horse, this kind of war horse is more precious than the silver scale horse, and there is also a little dragon blood, and there is a pair of horns on both sides of the horse's head, and the strength and endurance are comparable to that of a demonic beast.

More than fifty heavily armed knights quickly lined up, each holding a cavalry spear more than three meters long, as if facing a great enemy.

"Stop!"

An order was heard, and the centaur came to a halt three hundred paces away from the hoplite, surrounded by an open street, perfect for a charge.

Wren got out of the car and walked to the front of the line.

Emilys jumped off Zoor's back and walked over to him, talking in a low voice.

Zhuo Ao snorted very unhappily, but saw the Makulag people next to Wren, and there were a full thirteen of them, so he was so frightened that he quickly turned his head and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Your Excellency, are you going to attack?" asked Emily.

Wren shook his head, "Wait a few minutes, it's not time to attack." ”

Although the centaurs have an advantage in numbers, they have run twenty miles from the castle, and their physical strength is not at their peak, so they need to take a rest.

Three hundred paces is enough for a centaur to rush.

Wren looked across the harbor gate.

This group of heavy knights is very well-equipped, the Marquis of Giliu has invested a lot of money in them, each knight is a third-level iron guard, there are only four elements in the soul, everyone is the same, second-level strength, stone skin, endurance and tenacity.

Obviously, these hoplites were transcendents who had been cultivated since childhood, and were not recruited from outside.

This method of building legions can only be supported by the true nobles.

The Silver Knights of Duke Silver Star are like that.

They fuse the same demon souls, have the same elements, use the same equipment, train various combat skills for a long time, obey commands, and fight in unison, forming a true army of transcendentals.

I don't know how much higher the combat effectiveness of such an army is than that of a mercenary group.

If in the field, the same number of centaurs meet this heavy cavalry, perhaps at the beginning of the battle, the centaurs have some advantage with bows and arrows, but once the heavy cavalry seizes the opportunity to charge head-on, the centaurs will be crushed.

"I wonder if the bullets of Rambo's gun can shoot through their armor?"

Wren thought to himself.

His gaze fell on the leader of the hoplites.

The man was wrapped in enchanted armor, his face was not visible, and the dragon-horned warhorse under him was taller and stronger than the other heavily armored knights.

The Soul Eye saw that this was a high-level Iron Guard, and advanced to become a Steel Knight.

Wren took out the canonization parchment from the ring, and this action caused a commotion among the heavily armored knights on the opposite side, as if they wanted to retreat.

He couldn't help but smile, knowing that these people thought they were going to pull out their machine guns.

Just as he was about to repeat the old trick, read out his identity and order, and give the other party five minutes to leave, Wren suddenly sensed something and looked up at the sky.

In the clear sky, a few dark clouds suddenly floated, and they became thicker and thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the clouds.

Wren's face changed color suddenly.

He has a thunder and lightning affinity, sensing the thunder and lightning elements within a radius of a kilometer, which are frantically converging towards the sky, the air around him has become dry, and the fine hairs on his skin stand up.

Someone is casting a spell, and it's a lightning spell with a very high ring number!

Osiria's voice sounded in her ears: "This is the Seven Rings Spell Thundercloud Storm, retreat!"

"It's too late to retreat. Wren's face was gloomy.

This is a trap, no wonder the hoplite knight on the opposite side just stood guard in the harbor, allowing the centaur to rush three hundred paces away, leaving himself in a passive position, which turned out to be acting as a decoy.

Within seconds, dark clouds were obscuring the sky, like the scene before a storm.

With such a wide range of spells, he would definitely be able to escape through any of Osiria's doors, but it would be difficult for others.

The centaurs panicked, and the formation suddenly scattered a little.

"Lord Lord?" Emily looked anxious, if the spell was allowed to fall, few of her mercenary groups would survive.

At this time, Wren seemed to be stunned and motionless.

"Quiet!"

Wren scolded, the Voice of Everything had already reached its limit, and his eyes scanned back and forth in the harbor, trying to find the spellcaster.

The Seven Rings spell requires a legendary mid-level wizard to cast, and the wider the range and the larger the scale, the longer it will take to prepare, and it will not form an attack so quickly.

In order to get a better cast vision, the opponent must stand taller and cannot hide.

In the Soul Eye, from the top of a tall building in the harbor, there were violent fluctuations of magic.

"Found you. ”

Wren immediately ordered: "Charge, charge, charge!"

"All rush into the harbor, Ultramarines, crush your enemies!"

Thirteen ultramarines raised their giant swords one after another, took a step, and took the lead in charging at the heavily armed knights in the harbor, shouting loudly: "March for Augustus!"

The centaurs were infected by their momentum and galloped after them.

Wren gave the order, pointing to the roof of the building, and an arbitrary door opened in front of him, and he stepped in without hesitation.