"God to help in battle?" Marquis Laika seemed to be a little unsure of his ears, he was an unscrupulous atheist. In his opinion, those so-called gods are just mythical things, and now that he heard Orison say that there are gods, he naturally does not believe them.

"Yes, my noble master, they do have God to help them fight, otherwise we would not have been so badly defeated. Although a few hours had passed since before, Orison was still shocked when he remembered the previous scene.

"If you lose, you lose! Why are you making such excuses, and if there are gods to help you fight, you are not kidding me?" the Marquis was a little angry, for twice in one day he had heard something he could not accept.

It seems that the marquis's anger did not seem to be noticed, but in short, Orison did not intend to change his words: "It is true! Master, if you don't believe me, you can kill me." But you can't deny the existence of God, and I saw with my own eyes that the snowy ground suddenly turned to ice and froze the army. I saw with my own eyes a fireball like the sun falling, and the entire army was wiped out in an instant. It was all just a split second, and now that I think about it, I don't think it was something that anyone or a group of magicians could do!"

"So, in that case, I'll kill you right now. Otherwise, you'll be so confused that you don't even know what you're talking about. There can be no god in this world, and if there is, then I am that god, and the rest is just a bunch of charlatans, trying to deceive idiots about what they say!" said the marquis, drawing his sword.

Just as he was about to stab at Orison, he heard a loud thunderous sound in the distance. This made the Marquis of Laika feel a little strange: "How can there be thunder in the sky on this snowy day? And even if it is, there will be no such loud sound." ”

"Master, with all due respect, do you still not believe in anything in this world? You still don't know how to respect them, so you will not have God's protection or God's help. That loud bang just now was the wrath of God, and they were angry that you didn't take him seriously! Because of your words, we are all going to die now!"

To be honest, that loud bang did make Orison a little frightened, and now, for some reason, he went crazy. He said something he would not normally dare to say, and these words undoubtedly angered the Marquis.

"Really, then you should die now!" the marquis did not hesitate, and a heavy sword slashed at him. In an instant, a burst of blood gushed out, and Orison was cut into a blur of flesh and blood, and he lost consciousness.

Looking at the dead Orison, the Marquis did not feel a trace of pity or regret. In fact, these slaves were no different from beasts in his eyes, and he could call them at any time and kill them at any time.

But Orison's words did make him a little angry, although he tried to persuade himself not to believe that there is a god in this world. But man is like that, the more he doesn't believe in something, the more he is afraid.

After killing Orison, he sat down on the couch, not knowing what to think. Maybe they were thinking about how to survive, or maybe they just didn't want to sit still.

In the distance, in the snow of Lore. On the choke point leading to the Karta Fort, a large number of troops were stationed. There were about 5,000 people, all of whom were elite soldiers.

This wasn't a place they had to stay, so they could have stopped camping here, but the road ahead was impassable. Yes, the temperature on the ground in front of him was too high, and he kept melting the snow around him, turning them into white mist.

It was late at night, and almost all the soldiers had eaten food. Food in the West is convenient, and these breads can be eaten directly, so there is no need to build a stove.

And Zhao Yulong's side is a little different, everyone is from the East, so naturally they are not used to eating such soaked and unreal bread. Therefore, the rice still has to be eaten, but it is a little troublesome to build a stove, but it is done after all.

Now that everyone is full, there is nothing to do but look at the road ahead. Yes, the land is still red, and after a long time, its color is still so bright, like a road sign in this dark night.

At this time, Zhao Yulong also broke through. The thunder just now made Zhao Yulong feel very comfortable, because his strength was much stronger.

At this time, he also saw the land in front of him, which was still hot and red: "I didn't expect the power to be so huge, and it is still like this now, no wonder the wild things in the mountains were hiding when I left Sihe Village." This is indeed a terrifying existence. ”

Looking at it, Zhao Yulong suddenly thought of something: "Jingrui, you said that if you let the surrounding snow water melt into it, will our soldiers be able to take a good bath." ”

Jing Rui naturally knew that Zhao Yulong was joking, so he replied with a smile: "It's really warm when you wash it, but it's ...... when you come up."

"Hahahaha, too, won't you freeze when you come up? But even so, I would like to ask you to melt as much snow as you can, so that the fire can be extinguished. As he spoke, Zhao Yulong's face suddenly became serious.

"Naturally, I know that my flaming marksmanship is not as hot as your fireball, but it is not difficult for me to melt away the ice and snow. Meng Liang, you come and help me dig out the waterway, so that the snow water I dissolve can be introduced into the shallow pit. ”

Saying that, Jing Rui walked towards a snowy place, and Meng Liang also followed when he saw this.

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A few days later, since receiving the news of the annihilation of the army, Kartalburg is now in a mess. And now Zhao Yulong had led the army to the outside of Karta Fort, but he stopped a few miles away from the castle.

"What's wrong?"

"Stop going, camp here, surround here. There are 10,000 men in their city, and it will be difficult to take it if they defend it, so let us besiege it but not take it. ”

"Why, Your Highness, can't you control the fireball? Wouldn't it be a good thing to go straight to this castle so that everyone can go back to the Winter Veil Festival?"

In his opinion, a castle of this size is not as huge as a fireball of Zhao Yulong, so why worry about it?

"No, although I can make the whole city disobey, but by doing so, I will undoubtedly lose the hearts and minds of the world. Our goal is to kill the Marquis of Laika and reduce all his power, but these civilians are innocent, they should not be victims of this war, so don't think about it, I won't use magic!"

Saying that, Zhao Yulong had already told the army behind him to stop, and he was ready to set up camp.

"But how can we get in, after all, this castle won't open itself!"

"On the contrary, the castle will actually open itself to welcome us in. This sounds ridiculous, but after Quake saw Zhao Yulong's serious eyes, he didn't want to suspect anything.

"Why do you say that, the Marquis of Morphileka wants to turn himself in?"

"No, but his men will open the door for us. Don't you forget where this is? A place in the Lore snowfield, where the snow is so heavy that it can bury people, do you think they have any food? The bread can't last for a year, and even if you can, you can't eat it for a year. ”

"But they can be transported from outside! As it used to be, the Marquis of Laika did not levy less wheat from my fiefdom! But not once did he give enough money, if it weren't for the fact that he was a marquis! But that doesn't mean that no one will send them anything, you have to understand Your Highness, there are so many people in this world who can do anything to make money!"

"Of course I know that, but you should also understand that behind the Kartalburg is the Cartel Mountains. The terrain is steep, the snow does not melt all year round, and the roads above are slippery and cannot be passed by horse-drawn carriages. And now that the road to Fort Kartala is blocked by us, do you think he can have another place to get this grain and grass in?"

"No, of course not. "So Baron Quake understands a lot.

"Now we just have to wait here. Fortunately, we have enough food and grass, we only need to guard the city for a while to let them run out of food, and then those soldiers will naturally go out of the city and surrender. ”

"I see, Your Highness is really wise. ”

Ten days later, in the middle of the Karta Fort. The Marquis of Laika was seated at a wooden table made of ebony, which was not easy, for only those with titles were entitled to use ebony in the whole of Catlea.

Now it's time for a meal, and as is customary in the past, it should be a secret steak or honey from a warmer country. But now it was hard for the Marquis to swallow, and he even wondered if it was for people to eat.

However, it was not for men, for even civilians would not eat bread that had been moldy for a long time, especially something that had completely spoiled, and even though the temperature was very low these days, the Marquis could still smell its rotting stench.

Even if you feed such a thing to a dog, the dog will not necessarily eat it. And today is the Winter Curtain Festival, but as a marquis, he wants to eat such things, which really makes him a little angry.

Now he stood up and walked into a room. This is his dedicated kitchen, which houses a few of the more famous cooks throughout Catalea. Normally, these cooks did not allow anyone to enter when cooking, and even if he was a marquis, he did not break this rule.

But now he still broke this rule, because he couldn't stand it anymore. It was the door that was pushed open, and the cooks, seeing that they were being pushed open, hurriedly hid something behind them.

It is not difficult to see that the eyes of these cooks are already bloodshot, and the whole person is a little weak, and the most important thing is that they have lost a lot. As cooks, their big shoulders and round waist are their hallmarks, but now they are not as thin as monkeys.

But the Marquis didn't care, he still cared about what the cook was hiding behind him: "What are you hiding?

"No, nothing, really nothing!" the cooks were a little frightened, but they didn't want to say anything.

"Nothing, is it? What is it?" said the Marquis, who rushed up with a brisk stride, pushing away the cook with only bones and skins left, and seeing the jar behind them, "You can! When your master can only eat a moldy loaf of bread at the Winter Veil, and you eat good things here, let me see what is in it?"

Saying that, the marquis was about to open the jar, and the cooks were panicked, and now they hurriedly came up to fight: "There is really nothing in here!

"Really, you can't even call out your master, and say there's nothing. I see, you see that I have no way to live, and you think that there is no future for me, right? If you want to rebel, it doesn't matter if I don't kill too many people!"

As he spoke, the Marquis drew the heavy sword at his waist, and according to the usual practice, after drawing the sword, he would inevitably slash at these people. But now he didn't do it, not because he didn't want to do it, but because he really didn't have the strength to do it.

Since Zhao Yulong besieged Karta Fort, there has been a shortage of food here. To be exact, before Zhao Yulong's army surrounded here. They don't have much surplus food here, and now that Zhao Yulong is surrounding here, the army escorting grain and grass can't pass through, which makes the food in this city even more scarce.

And the Marquis of Laika, as the person with the highest status in this city, he will naturally be able to enjoy more. But this is also relative to these civilians, in fact it was the other day, he was able to find fault.

After a few days, he found that he could no longer be picky, because the things that the cooks had brought him were not enough to feed himself, let alone throw them away.

And not being able to eat enough for a few days has already made him lose some of his strength. It was not easy to pick up the heavy sword now, so he had no choice but to give up.

But he was not going to spare the cooks, for he saw their jars. He didn't know what it was, but it must have been something good, otherwise the cooks wouldn't have protected it like a treasure.

Therefore, the Marquis of Laika stepped forward to snatch it again, but this time he did not hold it directly in his hand, but threw it directly on the ground after getting it: "You dare to hide the food behind my back, okay! If you dare to hide it, then I will let you not eat it!"

After the crisp sound of landing, the jar cracked in half. Then I saw some frozen maggots falling out of it, all of which grew on the moldy stuff, which was the most disgusting symbol of the catlea.

Therefore, the marquis subconsciously took a few steps back. But not only did the cooks not feel disgusted when they saw these things, but as if they had seen some kind of treasure, they pounced on them and stuffed them into their mouths, whether they were dirty or not.

"It's maggots, and you eat things like this?Oh my God, as the most famous cook in all of Catlea, you eat such filthy things as maggots!" Seeing this, Duke Laika also forgot that he wanted to kill them, and now he just felt disgusted, and left.

Out of your own castle, it is the city. The city and the castle have the same name, both are Karta Castle. The reason is that Laika, the articulate marquis, was too lazy to name him, because he always said that one day this place would not be his.

Yes, it's almost happening now. However, contrary to what he expected, what he expected was that the king would make him a duke, so that he could have a fertile fief instead of staying here.

And the reality is that not only will he not get the fief, but he will even lose it. The city has long been out of food, and Zhao Yulong's army is still guarding outside the city, and the most important thing is that their military food is endless.

Originally, the grain and grass brought with him was enough for a year, and the grain and grass transported by the marquis's subordinates now fell into Zhao Yulong's hands. Those are indeed good things, because considering the cold winter, he also specially asked his slave to buy a cart of red and white wine, and now it is estimated that Zhao Yulong is going to be fulfilled.

However, what he cares about now is not how Zhao Yulong is doing, but how these soldiers in the city are doing. Ever since he saw the cooks eating maggots, he had always had a bad feeling that he wanted to see their soldiers.

Although he had been mentally prepared, the scene in front of him undoubtedly frightened him. The soldiers of the entire barracks did not drill or patrol, but collectively dug something on top of the snow.

"What are you doing? Why don't you patrol and drill, what the hell are you doing? Are you digging a tunnel to get out?"

"Lord Marquis, we have no intention of escaping, we are willing to live and die with the city. Just as you know, the snow here is so thick that it's really hard to see the soil. It took us half a day to dig these up. As he spoke, the soldier held a handful of frozen dirt and placed it in front of the Marquis of Laika.

"What do you mean by putting this dirt before me?"

The soldier didn't see Laika's anger, but just smirked, "Our commander said that everything is important to the Marquis. I think you haven't eaten yet, and I'm hungry, but I think it's better for you to eat first. ”

The soldier actually held the dirt in front of Laika, who he had killed as usual. But now that he saw the soldier's bloody hands, he didn't know what to say.

Now all the vicious words in my heart have turned into soft whispers: "I have already eaten, so you should keep these! The soldiers must not go hungry!"

"Well, thank you, Lord Marquis, but your lordship, you should be careful on the road! Now it is said that some citizens have begun to eat people, so you better be careful. So saying, the soldier took the dirt and shoved it into his mouth, and it seemed that he was really hungry!

(End of chapter)