Jeffrey's nobles stood on the city walls, and they looked in amazement at the young nobles and cavalry who rushed into the enemy, not expecting that after their seemingly reckless assault, the baron's army would be in disarray.

"Okay, let's rush out with us immediately and take the opportunity to defeat the baron." One of the nobles clapped his hands excitedly and laughed, and suggested to the others.

The nobles nodded their heads, and together they prepared to leave the city wall and gather their family soldiers to rush out of the castle to attack Bruce's army, but when they walked quickly down the wall, they were stopped by Jeffrey's lieutenant.

"Your Excellency is not allowed to leave the castle unless you have an order." The adjutant said loudly to the nobles.

"What, didn't you tell him about the outside?"

"yes, the Glintons are on a rout, and now is a good time to strike." The nobles said to the adjutant dissatisfied.

"Your Excellency said that this is a trick by the Glintons, and if we take our troops out, I'm afraid we will fall for Bruce's trick." The lieutenant was also a little nervous about the nobles, but Jeffrey had already given the death order not to let any of the soldiers out.

"Let's go find the lord." The nobles said angrily, when they saw the cavalry rushing towards the enemy, the courage in their hearts was also ignited, and they suddenly felt that death was actually nothing to be afraid of, even if it was killed on the battlefield, it was much better than cowering in the castle.

Just as the nobles went to look for Jeffrey, Bruce looked at the group of cavalrymen who were like abandoned orphans, they used their spears as crutches and approached the camp step by step, in front of them were several times the number of infantry, and the soldiers of the vassals in confusion were also calmed down by the cronies sent by Byron Jr. and Sir Wallace, and they returned to the camp from all sides, so that the rear of Jeffrey's cavalry was completely cut off.

"What a tenacious bunch." Edward looked at the cavalrymen and couldn't help but say to Bruce with emotion.

"But it's stupid." Stukov cocked his beard, his one-eyed gaze at the group, and he couldn't imagine the determination with which they rushed over.

The young nobleman felt his throat dry like a fire, he swallowed hard, his eyes were only the banner of the Locke family, he felt the hamstrings of his legs twitching, and the armor on his body was extremely heavy.

"Smack." The young nobleman opened the leather strap on his shoulder with his hand, and the leather armor on his body fell off as he walked, which made his pace much lighter, but Bruce and the others were moved.

"Does he want to die?" Sir Wallace's eyebrows twitched, and he muttered.

"Are these people crazy?" Little Byron said incredulously.

"Ahhh The young nobleman clutched his sword in both hands, and he roared out of his throat with all his might, and his legs ran quickly towards the spearmen in the camp.

"Ugh." Bruce sighed, and he raised his right hand and slammed it down.

Jeffrey's nobles fell silent, the wooden doors of the main tower were tightly closed, and Jeffrey refused to see the nobles, giving them all a closed door, proving that Jeffrey did forbid anyone to leave.

"He's locked up our family in the tower." A nobleman said indignantly.

"This bastard is a pro-lover." Another nobleman said angrily.

"Listen, the fighting has stopped." The older nobleman put his hand to his ear and said to the others.

There was silence again, which meant that the people who had ventured the raid had been wiped out, and this was all due to their failure to leave the castle to respond, and the nobles sat on the stone steps of the main tower in dejected form, protected by the tall walls, but they had never felt so insecure.

"A bunch of idiots, the Greentons are waiting for us to go out and die." Jeffrey sat on the lord's throne with a gloomy face, and the closed doors and windows made the lord's hall look dim, and a nobleman's wife stood beside him, holding a flask in her hand to pour wine for the lord.

"Maybe the Greentons have really been defeated?" The noble lady plucked up her courage and said to Jeffrey.

"Stupid, what women know, that's all Bruce's trick, this little fox." Jeffrey snorted coldly, and he picked up his glass and drank the wine.

"Can we be safe?" Between the columns in the lord's hall, there were many women and children sitting on the ground, all of whom were family members of the nobles in Jeffrey's domain, and they said to each other with some uncertainty at this time.

"Ping-pong." Jeffrey jerked to his feet, slamming his glass to the ground, a crisp sound echoing through the hall.

"The castle is so strong that no one can break it, and if we stay in it quietly, the Glintons will be gone." Jeffrey drunkenly stood up and yelled at the family members in the hall.

Under Jeffrey's intimidation, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to say more, and they secretly looked at the drunken lord, not sure if the lord, who usually seemed to be extremely powerful, could protect them.

"Purr, purr." After terrorizing everyone, Jeffrey slumped on the lord's throne, let out a shocking snoring sound, and fell into a deep sleep.

Bruce stood in front of the tent and saw four spearmen carrying the brave young nobleman to him, who was covered in blood, but these were not mortal wounds, for he had only been knocked out by the spearmen.

"Who is he?" Bruce asked Sir Wayne curiously.

"I don't know, it should be an unknown little nobleman." Sir Wayne shook his head, and he looked at Bruce to intercede on behalf of the brave young man.

"Put him in a tent and find someone to take good care of him." Bruce had no intention of killing the young nobleman, he was just curious that there were such a heroic nobleman under Jeffrey's men.

"Lord Baron, we have already piled up the mound as you commanded." At this time, the craftsmen came to pay homage to him.

"Very well, put up the arrow tower immediately." Bruce was pleased with the efficiency of the craftsmen and told them.

And after Jeffrey sent out the surprise cavalry, he didn't do anything again, just strengthened the guards on his walls, it seems that he thinks he can drag on with Bruce for a while, although staying in the castle is boring, but relying on the warmth of the nobles' wives is not very bad.

However, one morning on the fifth day, Jeffrey realized that Bruce was not simply besieging the castle, and that the first thing that was wrong was a sergeant guarding the walls, and as he yawned and walked around the walls as usual, a ray of sunlight in the sky cut through the morning mist.

"Wow, this, what is this?" The sergeant rubbed his dung-stained eyes, and he looked at the black thing outside the castle in surprise.