"Bed crossbow, this weapon is called bed crossbow." Bruce explained to several of his companions with a look of surprise in their eyes.

"God is above, this thing is terrible." Sir Wallace saw a bolt of a bed crossbow shoot through two of Jeffrey's soldiers, a terrible penetration that barely armor could protect against.

"Bed crossbow." A subtle look flashed in little Byron's eyes, and he rubbed his fingers, and every time the bed crossbow sounded, the archers on the tower and the soldiers below the tower burst into cheers, and the castle defenses, which had seemed impregnable, were full of holes under the terrible attack of the bed crossbow.

"Whoosh~~." When the castle archers, frightened by the bed crossbow, did not dare to return fire, the archers on the tower immediately fired at the castle, and quickly suppressed the long-range attack of the castle, even if there were sporadic brave defenders who tried to return fire, but they were immediately discovered by the craftsmen on the tower, they turned the bed crossbow to aim, and then when the mallet was struck, the bed crossbow bolt made a sharp sound like death, nailing the counterattacker to the wall.

"Don't miss the opportunity, I suggest you can attack the city." Sir Wayne saw that the ranged attack on the castle was suppressed, and he was experienced in warfare, and he immediately suggested Bruce Road.

"Agreed, start the siege." Although Bruce always wanted to avoid damage to his troops, he also knew that it was impossible to take the castle without the necessary casualties.

"Woo woo ~ ~~." The battle horn of the Glintons finally sounded, and the soldiers who had long been assembled were gearing up, and although the war would bring a large number of casualties, it would also be rewarded with trophies and honors.

"Crunch." The crash truck was pushed forward, the heavy wooden wheels crushing the ground, and the soldiers struggled to push the crash car forward.

"Ahhh Dozens of soldiers ran past the rammer, carrying wooden ladders and running towards the castle, Jeffrey's castle was built on a hill, and in order to get close to the city wall, you had to climb the hillside, which would consume a lot of the physical strength of the attacking soldiers, and with the archers on the castle shooting without dead ends, basically no one could get under the city wall alive.

However, due to the towers built by Bruce and the restraint of the bed crossbows, the archers on the walls were largely ineffective, and soon the wooden laddermen crossed the hillside to the bottom of the walls, and the wooden ladders were erected on the walls.

"Rush~~." Byron Jr. and Sir Wallace urged the soldiers to charge hard, knowing that whoever would be the first to climb the wall and take the castle would be indelible in their exploits and glory.

"Quick, push the wooden ladder down." The nobles of Jeffrey on the city wall brandished their swords and ordered the spearmen to destroy the wooden ladders, but the arrows from the Greenton Tower could barely raise their heads, especially the terrible bed crossbow threat, and the soldiers saw with their own eyes a nobleman in fine leather armor being shot through and his whole body pinned to the corner tower, if a nobleman in fine armor could not resist, what could they do with these poorly armored soldiers?

"Tong, Tong, Tong." When the crash car came to the city gate, Jeffrey's nobles knew that the tide was turning, and they watched with pale faces as the crash car slammed into the gate, and the sound of the crash seemed to hit their hearts.

The sound of fighting on the city wall shook the sky, and the soldiers of Bruce and the vassals kept climbing up the wooden ladder, and the higher the wall jumped, the soldiers on both sides faced each other with axes and swords on the city wall, blood spurted out from the wounds, and the colorful internal organs were smeared on the wall with hot air, and the corpses overlapped each other and could not distinguish each other.

"Click~~." Finally, with a loud bang, the gates of Jeffrey's castle were slammed open, and the soldiers who had been waiting at the gate rushed in.

Bruce looked at the open castle gate, his brow was relieved, he straightened his helmet, took the reins from the soldier's hand, stepped on the stirrup and got on the horse, and the retainers followed Bruce as they slowly walked in the direction of the castle.

"Well, we lost." Looking at the Greentons who rushed into the castle, Jeffrey's nobles fought and retreated, all the way to the square in front of the main tower, and they looked in horror at the already occupied city walls, and the road was full of blues soldiers.

"It seems that we can only surrender with dignity." A Jeffrey nobleman said bitterly.

"Whew." The nobles were in disarray, their armor covered in the blood of their enemies or their own, and their usual cloaks were torn like dogs, and only the aristocratic faction that they had tried to maintain could distinguish them from ordinary soldiers.

"But our family is still in the tower." At this time, the nobles remembered that Jeffrey had taken their family members hostage, and if they surrendered, the family members in the tower would surely be killed.

"Damn Jeffrey, he had expected defeat." The nobles scolded angrily, but they were at a loss for what to do about it.

"Boom~~." While the nobles were trapped in the square, Bruce's soldiers cleared the castle of enemies, and they naturally followed the streets to the square, where only a group of nobles and their guards remained.

"What should I do?" The nobles were back to back, and they looked at the soldiers of the influx of Bruce, feeling as if they were trapped on a reef with endless waters on all sides.

"We're going to negotiate, negotiate between nobles." An older nobleman frowned, and he stepped out and shouted loudly with open arms.

The sudden appearance of the nobles and the loud shouting to negotiate made Bruce's soldiers puzzled, but looking at the people in front of them who were obviously nobles, the soldiers instinctively stopped attacking, they knew that there would always be disputes and compromises between nobles, and it was common for them to ask for negotiations on an ad hoc basis.

"Lord Baron, there is a group of nobles in the square, and they are asking for negotiations." And Bruce, who had just passed through the broken city gate, received a report from the soldiers, and Bruce was a little surprised that under such fierce resistance, there would be nobles asking for negotiations.

"Looks like the nobles are going to abandon Jeffrey." Sir Wayne was not surprised, and he said to Bruce.

"What is the value of a vassal who abandons his master?" Bruce said disdainfully, in his opinion, these nobles who had been cornered were really ridiculous to think of negotiations at this time.

"They have done their best, Lord Baron, and I beg you to listen to their advice, after all, from this battle, you will be in the role of a ruler, and listening to the nobles and subjects is what a ruler must do." Sir Wayne suggested Bruce Road.

"Oh?" Bruce's brow furrowed slightly, and his piercing gaze fell on the plaza in front of the main tower, which was already surrounded by his soldiers.