Keshan Fort belongs to Baron Keshan, and has been operated by successive barons for 300 years, and can be called a small fortress.

Not impenetrable, but an ordinary trebuchet would not have been able to penetrate its walls. Historically, it had withstood a siege of 2,700 enemies for two full months until the plague began to spread in the castle.

This is also the confidence of Baron Keshan, who has participated in the coalition army, to dare to defend his castle and insist on not compromising with the Beran people after seeing the Belan army.

However, it took the Berans only one night and most of the day to break through it—and that night it was used to assemble and prepare the trebuchet.

The horsemen who watched from the sidelines were messengers of the nobles of Vansey, their eyes and ears, and were invited by the Berans to watch them storm the city—demonstrations and intimidation, to put it bluntly.

If any of them don't send someone to watch, they will become the priority target of the Belans, but if they do, they will lose their courage.

It didn't take long for the outer city of the castle to be breached, and the inner city was very small enough to accommodate less than a hundred people.

To the surprise of the messengers, the Berans drove the population out of the city, brought out useful military supplies such as grain and grass, and then took local materials, demolished the houses and obtained a lot of straw and wood, piled them around the inner city, poured some wine and oil, and began to set fires.

They didn't stop, and fired another round of rockets at the window of the inner city, and the flames began to rise in the inner city.

Gradually, many people rushed out of the inner city, but they could not cross the fire, and a wise man barely crossed the fire with a wet blanket, but then four arrows fell to him together, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

And high up in the inner city, there are also people who gradually jump outward, cross a heavy arc, and then merge with the earth.

The fire had completely cut off the passage between the inner and outer cities, and even surrender had become a delusion, and the screams became more and more eerie, like ghosts crying—the price Baron Keshan paid for his resistance was that his whole family and his army were "heroically heroic"!

For a while, many messengers had already made up their minds that they must return to their territory as soon as possible to report the situation truthfully, and even to persuade their lords not to resist.

If the lord is still obsessed, some people think that they must find a chance to slip away, and even one or two people have made up their minds and are determined to backstab.

For most people, loyalty actually has a price, don't listen to any nonsense that "loyalty is not absolutely disloyal", it will only become "absolutely fooled", after all, it is much easier and easier to fool the boss than to really maintain absolute loyalty.

It was clear to these messengers that many were not loyal enough to die with their lords - it was still possible to risk their lives for the lord, but now it was possible to live by obeying the Beran army, and it seemed foolish to persist in such a retreat and choice.

This has become an excuse for many people to convince themselves, and even make themselves righteous and awe-inspiring - in their hearts, wisdom is wisdom to protect oneself, and stubborn resistance is stupid.

Of course, this is true from a certain point of view, and in this era of nationalism and patriotism are just taking shape, and the general level of morality has not yet reached that level.

However, the spies sent by Luo Ming still sneered disdainfully, and then turned their horses away.

He had already seen the siege weapons of the Beran army, and in his mind, this large and insignificant catapult had the name of "Thunder Cart" to frighten people. Aside from being a little stronger, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

The scene of using gunpowder to open mountains and build roads and lakes is much more spectacular than this!

Of course, he knew that he might make a mistake in judgment, but as long as he truthfully reported what he had seen and heard, the wise king and the others would definitely be able to see through the truth and devise a suitable strategy to deal with Belan's dog mongrel.

Soon he was at the foot of Mount Carlo, not at the front of the pass, but almost a kilometre from there, where there appeared to be only a cliff, very steep and difficult to climb.

But with a whistle, someone poked his head out from the top of the cliff, and after making sure that there was no one else around him, he shrank back again.

Soon, a wooden frame was lowered, and the spies first calmed the horse and let it walk onto it, and then the wooden frame was slowly lifted by the ropes.

After the horse reached the cliff face, the wooden frame was lowered again, and the spies were brought up.

All of this was made possible by a system of pulleys, and to be honest, the spies had seen something similar before, and many places used to build large houses and even castle towers.

But now that it's being used here, stealthily transporting people and horses, turning a four-metre-high natural obstacle into a pathway, he admires from the bottom of his heart the man who came up with it.

Presumably the wisdom of the king or some other honorable person...... I'm going to join that ranks and serve the king.

He gritted his teeth, grinned a grin, and rode away.

Iron Fire City, the City Lord's Mansion.

"You're doing a great job. After Luo Ming listened to the information, he subconsciously praised the spy, and was ready to fall into thought.

The spy gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and said slowly, "In addition, there is another suggestion below. ”

"Say it. Luo Ming didn't deliberately smile encouragingly, but he didn't get angry either, just told him to say yes.

"I had seen many messengers sent by nobles when they saw the thunder cart, and they were all pale with fright, and some of them secretly discussed how to persuade their masters to surrender...... In my opinion, it is better for the nobles on our side to fully see the power of gunpowder, so as to strengthen the will to fight to the end. ”

"Well, it's not bad. Luo Ming waved his hand, "Go and get the reward." By the way, your name?"

"Vauban-Kleiman......" replied the spy respectfully, holding back his joy and withdrawing from the hall.

"I didn't expect someone to start brushing their faces in front of me......" Luo Ming sighed, not thinking about this question for the time being, but thinking about things related to the catapult.

In fact, in the early years, while studying artillery, Lormin also studied trebuchets.

The conclusion is that at the current stage, the range of the cannon he can build has exceeded that of all trebuchets on Earth, although there are some spells and other methods to strengthen trebuchets in this world, and the ratio to smoothbore cannons is at best five or five.