Ke Mingde had a rare good night's sleep, and swept away the fatigue of a few days.

The wound in his abdomen was almost healed, and he took out the vial of life, and after a night, a small mouthful of water of life had accumulated in it.

opened his mouth to drink it, and Ke Mingde put it away preciously.

Although the vitality of the Great Knight is far superior to that of ordinary people, it is impossible to heal wounds so quickly, and this vial of life is worthy of the treasure of the Holy Magician.

After breakfast, Captain Buck sent his own guards to deliver a message, and the remnants of the cavalry battalion were temporarily incorporated into the Yorktown Infantry Corps, repaired for three days, and there was no need to fight for the time being.

Everyone was very happy, Ke Mingde seized the time to practice the guidance technique, as much as possible to enhance his strength, after this battle royale, he deeply understood that strength is the most important weapon to protect himself, not to mention the role of cultivation and longevity.

Captain Buck took a fancy to him, the new great knight, and ordered someone to send medicinal herbs, and also gave a large piece of pastrami, Ke Mingde and the brothers who had experienced life and death together shared it, and supported each other along the way, creating a deep friendship between them.

Three days later, the warriors of the cavalry battalion climbed the city walls and participated in the defense of the city.

Due to the abundance of troops, the soldiers defending the city also rotated very frequently, changing rounds every hour during battles and changing rounds every six hours during non-war hours, three meals a day, providing wheat cakes and broth, and the soldiers on duty at night also had a supper.

Ke Mingde led a longbow to the top of the city, the bow body is one hundred and sixty centimeters long, made of purple oak that is abundant in the Plantagenet Kingdom, compared to the recurve bow is more simple and cheap, the power is not small, it takes more than a hundred catties of strength to pull away, but it is easy for Ke Mingde.

The trebuchets on both sides had been destroyed in priority after several days of fighting, and the rebels drove groups of innocent civilians and ordered them to carry baskets of dirt on their backs and dump them at the lowest point of the wall. A five-meter-high slope has been piled up under the city, but there are still six or seven meters high at the head of the city.

Arrows rained down on the city, stones were thrown from time to time, and iron pots were erected on the city walls, and boiling water was poured into the crowded places.

Dressed in leather armor and leather with leather finger guards on his hands, Ke Mingde drew his longbow and fired an arrow, which immediately knocked an enemy soldier down, and his armor pierced through with an arrow.

Soldiers and officers, and more often more unarmed civilians, were killed by his hands, carrying dirt on their backs and dumping it at the foot of the city, where the layers of soil were constantly raised, and the bodies of the dead were filled with raw materials.

Ke Mingde was hard-hearted, and showed no mercy to these civilians, on the battlefield, to be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, if the city is breached, everyone will suffer.

This lasted for five days, Ke Mingde has adapted to the rhythm of defending the city, and he has more than one free practice every day, and the intensity of the war is not high.

The command of night operations is extremely difficult, the soldiers cannot find the general, and the general cannot find the soldiers. What's more, Saimen Pass is extremely tightly guarded, and the rebels can't find a chance to attack at night, as for taking advantage of the night to cover the earth and attack the city, as long as the rebels dare to send out civilians at night, they will all escape, and the night is dark and the wind is high, and there is no place to chase them.

Climbing the city walls, Ke Mingde keenly noticed the difference between today and before.

Flags were lined up on the city walls, the remnants of the catapults were pushed out, and a group of richly dressed officials stood in the tower, and Ko Mingde saw that Captain Buck was among them.

"What's going on?" asked Kominde Panama.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of any rumors, and Buck hasn't mentioned it. ”

Several generals pointed out the country, talked and laughed, and after a short time, they went down from the city tower.

The city gate creaked open, this is the main gate of the Saimen Pass, six meters wide and six meters high, more than ten meters deep, and then, a team of knights walked out, less than a hundred people, followed by those officials, nobles, and the head of the Buck regiment followed last.

An old woman with gray hair was clustered in the middle, dressed in a white robe, spotless, with a large hood revealing a few strands of silver hair.

They walked towards the enemy's camp, which was two kilometers south of Saimen Pass, with a radius of several thousand meters, and built a wall with wooden planks and earth.

The rebels had already discovered the movement of Saimen Pass, and the gate of the fortress was wide open and they lined up in formation.

This group of people gradually stepped out of Ke Mingde's field of vision, and Ke Mingde had to observe through scanning.

"Huh!" he was a little surprised.

The old woman rode on an extraordinary mount, a head taller than an ordinary warhorse, with brown fur, four slender and powerful legs, and most importantly, some bird-like feathers growing at the base of her thighs, claws on her hooves, shrunk in flesh, long manes, and canine teeth in her mouth.

"What is this?" Ko Mingde didn't dig deeper, he noticed that the old woman was holding a two-meter-long cane in her right hand.

The cane is straight, black-purple, carved from head to tail, the tail is wrapped in copper, engraved with a pattern of mistletoe, the top is wooden, carved into two canaries with two heads and tails, and a fist-sized ball is surrounded in the middle, the ball is dark cyan and has a smooth surface, giving a translucent hazy feeling.

The white-robed old woman was followed by two people, dressed in black robes, with a large hood covering her face, holding a half-meter-long short stick in her hand, one end inlaid with a bead the size of grapes, somewhat similar to the Flame Demon Wolf Demon Core he had seen before.

"Could it be a magician?" he thought to himself, "They have a magic wand in their hands?"

"Doesn't it mean that magic has declined since the Cataclysm a thousand years ago......? Could it be that there are still magicians in circulation...... That's true, otherwise there wouldn't be a record of magic scrolls in the books......"

"It's a pity that it's too far away, otherwise you must scan these magic wands, and you have to find a chance......"

The super printer can only image things within a range of 3,000 meters, and cannot obtain information such as sound, temperature, and smell, and only within 100 meters can the data of this item be recorded for printing.

"Who are you?"

The mage kept moving forward, and the rebels sent someone to ask.

The old woman stopped her mount, and a black-robed mage immediately dismounted, carrying the old mage from his mount.

She stood her wand on the ground, her lips fluttering, and she chanted a spell.

"Lay down your arms and get on your knees!"

The old woman spoke.

In an instant, all the rebels threw their weapons on the ground and fell to their knees, their faces dazed.

The officials beside the mage became agitated and looked at her in awe.

The old woman didn't care, and stepped into the rebel camp.

Along the way, all the enemy soldiers threw away their weapons and fell to their knees.

Ke Mingde stood at the head of the city, everything was scanned, and he was shocked.

Among the enemy army, there were ordinary people, knights, and great knights, but in the face of this gray-haired old woman, she had no power to resist at all, like a marionette, throwing away her weapons one by one and kneeling on the ground.

"Is this magic? so powerful! Can I resist this? Completely control my life in the hands of others......

Ke Mingde's mind was confused for a while, and he calmed down a little when he thought about the "firm will" of the psychic protection magic that had been formed in his mind.

"You must learn magic, or at least have the strength to resist it. ”

Soon, the defenders of Saimen Pass sent soldiers to collect the weapons of the rebels and imprisoned all the rebels without resistance!

Ke Mingde noticed that some of the rebels did not lose themselves and were manipulated by the mages, but they saw that the situation was gone and gave up resistance, and these people were all in high positions and from noble backgrounds.

"They may have learned 'Firm Will' or some other psychic protection magic...... Ke Mingde guessed, which reassured him a little.