The next morning, Luo Ming woke up early.

Taking a sip of the refreshing medicinal tea, feeling the warm and not just not hot, he made a pleasant sound—but only half of it, and the remaining half was swallowed into his stomach.

On the way, it occurred to him that this tea must have been brought to him by Granty—there were no more than five people in the whole world who knew that he liked this temperature, and Granty was the only one who came to deliver it every morning.

Ariana was also very reliable, but it would always feel weird to have her come and deliver tea, and Granty, who had always been a guard by his side, was quite suitable.

That guy has indeed changed a lot this year, but after reading last night's letter, he can still send tea so calmly......

Luo Ming was a little confused.

But he at least believed that Grant wouldn't poison himself, so that was enough.

Perhaps, as Aya said, she is too honest and upright, and thinks too much about a trivial thing.

And after coming to the table, Granty eats honestly, as always, with the kind of eating method that does not waste any corners, and it looks really cute (Luo Ming shook his head).

And she also thanked the gods for giving food or something in her voice as always, without showing any abnormality, and Luo Ming didn't think about it anymore.

He quickly put this private matter aside and immersed himself in the war.

And he didn't know that Granty was actually the one who was nervous - Lormine quickly finished eating and left, and she was immediately relieved when she finished praying.

As a result, no one heard her prayer, or even if they did, they were accustomed to it, and no one cared about the details.

Basically, every church has a ritual of pre-meal or post-meal prayer, such as thanking the goddess of agriculture for giving food or the goddess of springs for providing water.

And the people of the Church of the Dawn directly thanked the gods and then thanked the sun. Some people think that this is the meaning of the Lord of the Dawn who sees himself as the hidden leader of the gods, but looking at his perennial behavior, it can only be said that it adds the words of the overall situation to the prayers of the believers, and imperceptibly engraves this concept into the hearts of the people.

In short, every believer prays in such a way that God doesn't even listen to this most common prayer—of course, not listening doesn't mean that you can do it or do it randomly, just as you have to do your holiday homework with little to no checking.

In fact, Grant secretly revised the prayer many years ago to thank the farmers for their labor.

Her grandfather didn't get angry when he heard this, he just told her not to let anyone else hear it—after all, as a Paladin of the Radiant Blade, she had to set an example.

Now, no longer having this status limitation, she changed the prayer again today.

“...... Thank you to His Excellency Luo Ming for bringing food, clothing and tranquility to Schönbrunn. ”

Today, this prayer is just an expression of one's determination.

She looked forward to the day when she would be able to praise this passage in front of anyone, and no one would think she was blasphemous, contemptuous, or even pray with her.

But this kind of thing doesn't need to be said, until it really goes that far, it's just a futile mess.

Soon, she also got up and left the table, and then switched to the status of a qualified guard.

Although Luo Ming is the strongest person in Quanmeiquan, he personally attacked, and he was attacked by the enemy, which were two completely different things.

If a knight who is a lord allows the enemy to break through the defense line and approach him, so that the lord has to intervene himself, it is a serious dereliction of duty and a provocation to the entire system.

Granty already knows this well.

After this, however, Ironfire didn't welcome Beran's army - it was just a small number of light cavalry, and while it was annoying to wander around in front of them, it even made you want to fire a shot, but that number didn't make any difference.

Of course, they didn't dare to get too close - after seeing Luo Ming's guns, they already knew that the usual way of thinking about arrows would not work, and if they dared to get close enough distance that ordinary bows and arrows could not cause damage, the lead pellets would fly in and teach them how to behave.

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In late July, it was harvest time, but there were no cheerful farmers to be seen, the once fertile fields were trampled by horses' hooves, and dozens of thick smoke slowly rose.

Under Keshan Fort, more than a dozen cavalry rushed out of the city gate with hundreds of infantry, but they encountered two rounds of arrow rain in a row, and when they fell into a panic, a group of heavy cavalry attacking from the flank directly cut off the team.

They immediately retreated, but only a third managed to retreat into the castle.

The remainder, though not all of them were wiped out, and some of them were not dead for a while, but they were scattered with the large army, and they were like rabbits and sheep in the hunting grounds, and they were wantonly shot, driven, trampled, and even dragged behind horses by the Beran cavalry for amusement.

Five minutes later, they all retreated to the back and sides, leaving behind a trail of corpses and poor creatures that were not yet dead—but for the castle it was not a release, but a trivial probation, followed by the execution.

A wooden machine, three meters high, six meters wide, and eight meters long, began an uncomplicated movement under the manipulation of twenty people, made using multiple spells, and was twisted into a spiral by a thick rope blessed by an archbishop, in which a deep power was accumulated.

Then, someone on the side operated a manual crane to place a boulder on the machine.

In the next moment, it swayed violently, and the boulder pierced the sky, spanning a distance of three hundred meters, and smashed on the top of the wall of Keshan Fort.

With a loud bang, the head of the city suddenly collapsed more than three meters wide, and several defenders were killed at the same time.

There was a burst of cheers from Beran's army, and the giant trebuchet immediately began to adjust its bearing, and was ready to fire the next shot.

Half an hour later, a fifth boulder struck the base of the Keshan Fort, which had been bombarded so many times that it could no longer bear it anymore, and fell with a thud.

Immediately the horn was blown in Beran's army, and a large number of soldiers rushed in that direction, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Although there were people in the city who tried to repair the gap to resist the enemy, they could not hold it for long due to the huge superiority of troops, and they were frightened by the huge trebuchet, and in an instant they showed their defeat, and after only five minutes they were defeated, and the army of Belan swarmed in.

A hundred meters from the trebuchet, many horseback riders looked at Keshan Fort, all of them pale, and some even fell off their horses.