Fort Laco is built on the river and has a water gate, a suspension bridge gate across the river and a small gate facing the town. The whole castle is not large, and it was the arrow tower to the northeast that burned before. Now that the fire has been extinguished, the remnants of the battle in the courtyard have almost been cleaned up.

"Just stay for one night and be on the alert. "A knight-in-acolyte of the Grand Duke of Aria was commanding the people in the courtyard, his silver armor and white cloak were out of tune with the fire and blood of the battlefield, and only his loud voice was still a little interesting. "Put the corpse in the tower in a sack and dispose of it directly, don't take it here to affect the mood of the Grand Duke. ”

"Who is dead in the tower?" said Count Hall, tossing the reins to Feige and walking up to ask.

"The Zantar family, they went mad when they saw that they couldn't win, locked themselves in the arrow tower and set themselves on fire. The knight-squire said, "Fortunately, our soldiers rushed in with a relatively fast speed, and the flames did not spread. It's just a pity that the fire in the arrow tower is too big, and there is still oil in it, so it can't be extinguished at all. ”

"And who is the hero who captured this place?"

"Lauder Snott. The knight-in-waiting, "Your Excellency is in the hall of the castle, and the nobles of Feinberg have already come to surrender, and their sense of smell is really acute. Lord Earl, I still have to arrange the defense for tonight, so I can't talk to you. ”

"It's good that you're busy. Count Hall patted the knight on the shoulder, and led Feige and Shani down the hall. As he passed by Feiqi, the Count whispered, "From now on, don't talk and don't eat what is here." ”

The hall was in a busy state, the decorations that belonged to the original owner, including the tapestries and portraits on the walls, the armor and bonsai in the hall, everything with the crest of the Zantar family had to be moved out, and there could only be one owner here: Archduke Aria III. He was sitting by a lit fireplace, and the soles of his sore, swollen feet were massaged by servants. Several close ministers who were about to become members of the "Imperial Council" were surrounding him, scrambling to report to him. It is now the autumn harvest, and it is not appropriate to start the war at this time, after all, it is necessary to pay attention to the situation of the domestic grain harvest. However, once a quick victory is achieved, the benefits will also be huge.

"Ah, the Templar and Royal Earl Hall is here, come and share my joy. The Grand Duke beckoned, just in time to silence all the people who reported it. "Damn Feinberg is too wet, especially this castle by the river - that's probably the price I'll have to pay to conquer this place, right?"

The capital of the Kingdom of Aria, Tawu Harbor, is right by the sea, and if it is wet, it is the more serious place, and it will never be this small castle. Earl Hall smiled and said, "Where's the supper?" I know that only a good meal can bring comfort to the victors. ”

"They're busy in the back, and it probably won't be long before. The Grand Duke suddenly kicked his servant: "Are the socks dry? You idiot, do you want to set them on fire?" Put shoes on me, I'm going to get up." ”

"I've heard that there are already Feinberg's nobles who have pledged their allegiance?

"The little nobles who don't go into the stream, the baba is not big or something. You know how chaotic Feinberg was, with his inverted superiority and inferiority, and his lack of royal law, that even a small manor lord dared to call himself a baron—but an opportunist. The Grand Duke waved his hand: "This kind of person who comes to surrender by himself, and only brings two daughters without his son, can only go to do chores." He also took advantage of the early, and he couldn't set a bad example, so he accepted it. ”

"How's the battle going in the Gfate direction?"

"It's going well, there are already soldiers on the wall, and I reckon I'll be able to take it down completely tomorrow morning. Now we are still taking advantage of the surprise, and the battle after tomorrow will not be so simple. It is said that a mobilized army of 30,000 men is gathering to wipe us out on the plains of Feinberg. 30,000 troops, 30,000 peasants, hahaha!"

The Earl nodded: "Indeed, unless all the troops defending the front line are transferred, it is impossible to put together 30,000 troops. But this possibility has to be guarded against, and if they know your location, it may encourage them to take risks, after all, defeating you is defeating the Duchy of Aria. ”

"Let them come. The Grand Duke rubbed his hands together and snorted coldly. By this time, the attendants had already begun to bring food to the table, and hundreds of lit candles had brought enough light to the room, so that the smoked chicken, grilled sausages, mutton soup, and bread appeared more shiny and mouth-watering.

"Let me guess, this is what was inside the original castle, Lauder only likes gold and silver treasures, and never visits the kitchen, which is why these things are so well preserved. Count Hall stood at the table, sneering at the food.

"If you don't want to eat it, you can not eat it, but don't speak ill of others behind your back. The Grand Duke shook his head, and there was no joy or anger in his voice, as if he was chatting at home. "Isn't it a little dissatisfied that you won't be allowed to become the general who defeated Feinberg this time? But don't forget that the first merit of this battle belongs to the Hall family, and you have to give others a chance to show themselves. ”

"I just think that having someone like 'Butcher' Lauder in front of the front will only provoke Van Berg's greater determination to resist, increase the losses, and the gains outweigh the losses. Earl Hall sat down, but he could justifiably not eat what was on the table at this point.

"Okay, don't worry too much, I think Lauder has gained something in every battle, and that's the way to motivate the fighting spirit. As for who was burned in the tower, that's just a trivia on the battlefield. Moreover, after quickly taking this castle, didn't it immediately make the Feinbergs lose their fighting spirit and only think about surrendering? By the way, what is the name of that nobleman?"

"It's Baron Tanta Manson, Your Excellency the Grand Duke. A fat man with a pleated collar and squinting eyes replied.

"Where's her daughter? Didn't she say she wanted to serve me?"

"Grand Duke, if you ...... the daughter of the courtier's son directly"

"Honest Templars, who always misunderstand my royal counts, how could I have stripped them naked and thrown them to bed? They had to learn the rules of the court, so I made them the lady-in-waiting of Octavil (the Duchess). But they do simple things like pouring wine for the adults. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two women walked out with flasks of wine. They had warm red hair, good faces, affectionate eyebrows, half-sloppy breasts, and wore long and heavy dresses, but they walked barefoot along the carpet in the center of the hall.

Feige was stunned for a moment, then put his hand on the hilt of his sword and quietly took a half-step forward, a little closer to Count Hall. He knew one of these women, and it was still the kind of knowledge that he didn't dare to forget for a while. The first thing he saw after crossing over was the woman not far away.

Her hair and pupils weren't the same color, and she wasn't wearing the right blush and eyeshadow, but her breasts and the moles on the ravines were identical. In fact, Feige's hairs stood on end when he first saw her, and his inexplicable nervousness alerted him, and it took a few more glances before he recognized her. How did the elven female assassin get here? Did she hide her hair and disguise herself as a human woman, trying to assassinate her again?

Feige glanced at Saloyan, could it be him? But would the elves react so quickly? attack on the first day and assassinate on the first night? Moreover, she had tried to assassinate Fitch Hale before, which could not have been related to the elves' big plans!

The two of them walked up to Grand Duke Aria III, the flask in their hands held steadily, and they didn't look nervous at all—this acting was almost done. I didn't think that Grand Duke Aria waved his hand and said to them: "Ignorant fellow, I am not a king now, and there is no rule that you must pour me wine first. Do you know how to serve the guests first? You really have a lot to learn......

After being reprimanded, the two women shook their shoulders and walked in the direction of the guest next to them (pretendingly) to be afraid. Feige tilted his head, raised his chin at Shani, and squeezed the hilt of his sword hard. Shani understood Feiqi's body language, nodded slightly, and grabbed the cat teaser stick with both hands, ready to slap at any moment.

"o((⊙_⊙))o.-I'm not a hammer" no one notices what is shown on the cat teasing stick.

"Now, don't pour it for him, Count Hall is a strict man, and he didn't want to eat my food just now, why should I invite him to drink!" Grand Duke Aria III slapped the table, laughed a few times, and then waved his hand again: "Fool, I'm kidding! Fill him up, and let him raise his glass to wish me victory!"

So, the female elf who had pierced Feige's stomach with a dagger came over. She looked left and right, with a confused expression on her face, like an ignorant girl who was bewildered by the complicated rules of the wine table. At this point, Grand Duke Aria told a joke from his childhood, and the crowd applauded, except for Feige staring at the elf with a full view through the mask. As she approached Count Hall, she bent down, lowered the flask, and drew her dagger.

Elves are fast, and the dagger is a very easy weapon to hide and pull out for assassination. At this time, it is too late to draw the long sword, and the general practice is to block with your arm, and then hope that the master craftsman who will make your arm armor is highly skilled and does not cheat. So, even though Feige was already drawing his sword as a bodyguard, the female assassin didn't think he would be able to unsheath it before he could do it.

The pit sword was very short, and it was pulled out in a flash of lightning. Then, as it swung, the sword grew longer and longer, past Count Hall, past the poisoned dagger, past the little arm that the Assassin was trying to reach, and slashed at her shoulder like an axe without any fancy, without any rules.

It was a very clean sound, much like scissors cutting through paper, only this time the arms were separated from the body. Feige slashed out a sword, and did not pursue it at all, but blocked the front with the pit sword, and dragged the count backwards with his other hand. Shani stepped forward and swung her stick sideways, slamming it into the female assassin's stunned face, right on the bridge of her nose.

"Assassin!" shouted the Count, "protect the Grand Duke!"

The other woman burst out in tears, and the flask fell to the ground. "It's not me, I don't know anything!" she cried out to flee the hall, but the Grand Duke's guard met him, and just as he stretched out his hand to stop him, the woman suddenly quickened, drew the soldier's sword, and plunged the dagger from her sleeve into his throat.

"What a great swordsmanship. "Earl Hall doesn't like to be dragged backwards by the collar, unless the man is his son and is saving him. He enjoyed the joy of being saved until his back touched the hard wall. Feiqi held the Pit Sword in both hands, and the sword stood in front of him, while the "woman of his son" guarded the other side, reminding, "Lord Earl, your sword." ”

The Count's face flushed, and he hurriedly drew his sword. He raised his sword and shouted, "Protect the Grand Duke, kill the Assassin!" but his back never left the wall.

The elven assassin, who had lost an arm, withdrew the dagger from his severed hand in Elven language, and then roared angrily at Feiqi, "Damn humans!" Her cunning eyes looked at Feiqi and then at Grand Duke Saloyan. Realizing that she couldn't get past Feige and attack Hale anyway, she threw her dagger at the Grand Duke, and she was weak.

If it weren't for the poison, even if the dagger was allowed to fall on the body, it was unlikely that he would be mortally wounded. However, the Grand Duke still overturned the table, blocked the dagger with the tabletop, and then drew his sword and pointed at the only female swordsman in the field who had combat effectiveness: "Whichever warrior takes her down, I will be rewarded!"

No one stepped forward, and the Grand Duke's guards kept their master behind, but you pushed me to fight the assassins. Count Hall hid behind Feige and said in a low voice, "No need. ”

Of course Feige won't be on it, and if he covers his face, he will definitely not do anything in the limelight. For a few seconds, the scene was awkward: one of the Assassins was too badly wounded to fight, while the other looked around with his sword, neither an opponent nor who to kill. If it weren't for the fear of revealing his identity, Feige really wanted to use his magic to conjure a crow and fly across the ceiling, leaving behind a string of "quack" calls.

"We don't have a chance to cut off the enemy's head today," the sword-wielding Assassin said in Elven language—her voice was nice, "but we can at least cut off the enemy's arm!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Feige kicked the table over and fired the food as a hidden weapon. Obviously, the two assassins were directed at Earl Hall, and the "enemy of the elves" was nothing more than a bullshit excuse, like an embarrassing line for a crappy actor. After kicking over the table to form an obstacle, Shani pushed Count Hall behind the other important ministers, and everyone crowded towards the Grand Duke's side. Feige is at the front, with all-round vision, and the back is as agile and steady as the forward. He did not seek merit but no fault, and did everything possible to put the Assassins at war with the Grand Duke's bodyguards.

Such a "cowardly" shrinking turtle tactic has never been seen before, but Feige is dressed as a guard, not a knight. At this time, the knights pushed me and didn't want to come forward, so where was the chivalry? The spirit could be lost, but the work could not, so as Feige wished, the squires and the assassins eventually fought.

"It's thrilling!" said Count Hall to Archduke Aria III.