Although the envoy from Raging Wave City has arrived, but the precondition for mediation is the balance of power and force, now the Earl of Noamon has lost the bargaining chip, if it can return to Boulder City, then it can reconvene the army, as long as Julian cannot capture Boulder City in a short time, then he has to accept the arbitration of the noble court.

From the beginning to the end of this war, the Mad Dog Knights led by Julian Barr and the reinforcements of Count Simon did not arrive, and the envoys of Angry Waves City who came to mediate became the last straw that crushed Count Noamon.

Although he was disappointed that he could not capture Earl Noamun, he was still happy to win the war, and he met with the emissary from Fury Waves, Dick Huntington, the court earl, who had served the head of the McCarvey family in the court of Angry Waves for generations, and now the head of the Huntington family---- Dick Huntington. Huntington, a young and talented young nobleman, inherited the title of Court Earl after the death of his father's previous patriarch of the House of Huntington, and entered the court of Raging Waves to serve Duke McCarvey and Julian's father.

Interestingly, Dick Huntington, though much older than Julian, served as Julian's playmate and attendant, so the reason why Duke McCarvey sent the young Dick Huntington to mediate the war was also his intention.

"Dick, my faithful friend, how many years have we not seen each other?"

The two hugged each other like friends after a long absence.

"It's been about seven years, seven years ago I went to study in the imperial capital at my father's request, and when I returned from my studies, I heard that you were canonized as Count of Karazan by the Grand Duke and left the city of angry waves. Dick said.

"But I still don't quite understand your reason for leaving Angry Wave City, and when I asked the servants in the court, they all laughed and didn't dare to answer. Dick smiled slyly.

Julian sneered awkwardly, "I forgot the specific reason, I guess I hate the cold air of Raging Wave City." ”

After years of separation, the two exchanged heartfelt hearts like confidants, Dick recounted all the anecdotes about his years of studying in the imperial capital, and Julian talked about some of the changes in the south during those years. Behind the two of them, there was a battlefield full of dead corpses and white bones, but the two turned a blind eye, as if this was not a battlefield, but the court of Angry Wave City, the white bones seemed to be the red carpet of the palace, the scarlet blood was the wine of the banquet, and the greedy cry of the vulture was the sonata of the banquet musicians.

"Since you have gone to the imperial capital, why don't you take a noble lady back, it is said that the young lady there is the most fashionable and can dress up. Julian asked.

"I also think, but I'm just a nobleman in a robe, and the noble ladies in the imperial capital don't look down on me. ”

"So, what if I can grant your wishes?" said Julian tentatively.

"The Huntingtons will always stand behind you. ”

Neither knights nor robed nobles have their own territory, so they are all vassal classes who depend on the sword-wielding nobles for their livelihood, and they dream of becoming a true nobleman, which is the goal of their family for generations, and Julian has the ability to fulfill their wishes, and it is in this land of corpses that Julian has won the allegiance of the Huntington family.

Count Noamun, under the protection of the remaining knights, ran in the direction of the Great Rock, and behind him, the cavalry of Karazhan gave him no respite.

Count Noamun's heart was full of resentment, he hated the vassals who escaped on the spot, it was because of their betrayal that he would be defeated like a mountain, and his army would suffer such a crushing defeat, and at this time he secretly calculated in his heart that when this matter was over, he would hang Viscount Hans at the gates of Boulder City, and capture the entire Hans family in prison as the price of their betrayal.

The sound of the hooves of the Karazhan cavalry is getting closer and closer, after a day of fierce fighting, coupled with the haste to flee without preparation, the knights under the command of Count Noamon are all wounded, and the physical strength of the horses is also exhausted, and there are constantly knights left behind on the way, if this continues, Count Noamon will immediately be overtaken by the Karazan cavalry behind him.

"My lord, if we continue like this, we will be overtaken. Baron Philip said, this is the only nobleman left next to Count Noamon.

"After this break, buy me time to return to Boulder City. Count Noamon commanded his knights.

If they were left behind, they would surely die, but the knights still chose to obey the orders of the lord and break off here. The strong military literacy of the knightly class was not the main reason for the trust of the nobles, but their incomparable loyalty won the trust of the nobles, and from the day they were canonized knights, their lives belonged to their own monarchs.

The knights who had been left behind, listening to the sound of horses' hooves in the silence of the night, their eyes dilated with fear, their hearts beating more violently than ever, and death was getting nearer.

When the Karazan cavalry appeared in the hazy night, they charged with a small force, but their strength was so weak that they were like stones thrown into a great wave, and in a short time they were wiped out, and fell on the cold dirt with devastated ground, but they did buy time for the Count of Noamun.

When he saw the protruding corner of Boulder City, Count Noamon burst into tears, as if he saw the light of hope, and he urged the knights to rush to Boulder City, regardless of the fatigue of the horses, and waved the whip desperately.

When Count Noamon finally arrived at the gates of Boulder, the gates of Boulder were closed, and Count Noamon shouted, "Open the door." ”

The soldiers on the walls poked their heads out and asked, "Who are you?"

"Bastard, don't you even know me, I'm your lord, Count Noamun! ”

"My lord, what about your army? Why didn't I see your army? ”

Count Noamon was furious, "Bastard, open the door quickly, or I'll pull out your mouthy tongue." ”

"I'm sorry, Lord Count, I'll open the door. ”

The gates of Boulder City slowly opened, and the excited Count Noamon rushed to the gates of the city, followed by Baron Philip and his knights, and walked with him through the gates of the castle.

"My lord, please give me your horse, and you can go and rest. The soldiers of the city said that they were about to take away the horse of the Count of Noamun.

This scene is obviously unreasonable, because there is still a long way to return to the Count of Noammon's mansion after that, but at this time, the Count of Noamun, who has already been torn by the horse's back, and finally relaxed his tense spirit, did not think much about it, and was about to turn over and dismount but was pulled by Baron Philip beside him.

"Your Excellency, please wait, something is wrong. ”

I don't know when, the soldiers at the gate of the city gathered more and more, they stared at the Count of Noamun, obviously with bad intentions, this should not be the eyes that a soldier should have, usually the soldiers couldn't dodge in the face of the gaze of the Count of Noamun, how could they stare at him with such sharp eyes.

"Why didn't I see Pang, call your captain out. Noamon asked aloud. Panger is the gatekeeper of Boulder, and he is responsible for the entry and exit of Boulder.

The soldiers did not answer Count Noamun's words, but approached him step by step, and Count Noamon could not help but have terrible thoughts in his mind.

"It's a trap, Lord Earl, run. The knights under the command of the Count of Noamon struck first, slashing an approaching soldier and shouting.

Suddenly, the soldiers who had been surrounding Count Noamon collectively launched a charge, and kept stabbing Count Noamun's mount with their spears, intending to pull Count Noamon off his horse.

The loyal knights of Count Noamon desperately used their bodies to resist the spears that stabbed at Count Noamon, constantly pulling and trying to wake up Count Noamon who had fallen into a state of confusion.

"The city gates, they are trying to close the city gates, to stop them. Baron Philip shouted loudly, ordering the knights to take control of the gate.

The knights rolled over and dismounted, dragging their scarred bodies to fight with the soldiers at the city gates, temporarily regaining control of the city gates.

Baron Philip dragged Count Noamon and shouted, "Run, sir...."

As soon as Baron Philip's words fell, blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth, he looked back and found that a spear had pierced his back, and he fell off his horse with a whimper, before he died, Baron Philip had blood in his mouth, and said with difficulty, "My lord, ..... quickly", before he finished speaking, he swallowed his breath.

Noamon looked at the outlawed Baron Philip and let out a cry of pain, he did not expect that Baron Philip, who usually made him despise the cowardly the most and could only brag and pat the horse, would die for him.

"My lord, go quickly. "The knights of Count Noamon had no time to take care of Count Noamun's grief, so they engulfed him and desperately went out of the city to kill.