While Falkenridge's King, Vess, was struggling with the great variables that would arise in the war, it was clear that Archduke Jon, the leader of Stacy, had not had that much on his mind.

He was keeping an eye on his Dean City defenses at this moment, and was making great efforts to prevent the Stasi officials in Dean from escaping.

Even if he knew that Tadoya would be able to spare his energy to help him in a month, it was still a question whether Stasi's current military strength would be able to sustain him a month later.

After all, Dean City is no longer a safe place, and the weak defenses and sparse number of troops on the entire front line of the war make people feel unconfident, and almost everyone believes that the now gaining momentum of Falkenridge's army may capture Dean City within a month.

In this environment, any way to get out of Dean City is extremely precious, but as Falkenridge's army gets closer to Dean, there are fewer ways to get out of the city.

The road was crowded with refugees who had retreated from the city, and citizens with their families stood on both sides of the roadbed, watching the hordes of soldiers, fully armed, walking numbly in the direction of Dean City with expressionless faces. These soldiers have to rely on flesh and blood to stop the increasingly fierce offensive of Falkenridge's army, and everyone knows what their fate will be.

It's fair to say that the one-month deadline put a lot of pressure not only on Falkenridge, but also on Stasi.

These forces of Grand Duke Jon's cronies prevented the scattered citizens from leaving the city, and many were driven back to the city of Dean when they encountered the checkpoints, or were simply detained as laborers to help the troops carry supplies and dig trenches.

Stasi even rushed to produce a batch of so-called "magic ballistas" for "single use" as the "ultimate weapon" to drain the armor of Falkenridge's army in street fighting. Naturally, this kind of thing that can't be used can only be perfunctory for ordinary farmers who don't know anything.

The Stasi army in the direction of Dean City relied on hundreds of thousands of women and children to fortify their defenses, and the last patriotic fervor miraculously built a large number of obstacles in less than twenty days, creating a relatively good defensive position.

And now the civilians of Stasi, who have completed such a huge project, have been told that the one-month deadline of the Grand Duke Jon has demanded that they live and die with their position, and that they will not be allowed to leave Dean City.

Complaining but useless, sporadic troops from all over the road were blocked, and if anyone sneaked away, neighbors and escapees were shot on the spot. Iron and blood rule this storm-bound city, and any attempt to make a living is stifled by harsh discipline.

The civilians, huddled in the wilderness, have no tents or food, have no access to drinking water, and have not had enough to eat for several meals. Because most of them are only women and the elderly, these people don't even have the courage to try to take a detour into the wilderness.

Inside a checkpoint that blocked everyone passing by, a Stacy junior officer frowned at the scene before him, and the soldiers behind him raised his crossbow and pointed at a large group of refugees with no end in sight, who were wielding their valuables with all their might, begging the defenders to let them go.

"Let us go! My man has died on the side of Taukaba, will you not even spare his children? Please! Be kind! We only have women and children!"

A woman waved coins and gold jewelry in her hand and lay on the cold fence, her eyes full of supplication.

Another old lady also lay on the barbed wire fence and pleaded with the soldiers opposite in a desperate voice: "My God, you are as old as my grandson, I don't know where he is now, I am going to find him and take him home......"

Farther away, there was a faint voice shouting: "We sent our son to the front, but we were dragged to dig trenches, and now we have sacrificed everything we can to the motherland, and you still want us to die with those officials and old men? Let us pass! Let us pass!"

"Silence! If you come closer, we're going to do something!"

A young soldier was frightened by what he saw, and he struggled to raise his spear to the crowd, his hands could be seen shaking. A veteran soldier next to him simply drew his bow and arrow, and the atmosphere became even more tense for a moment.

After all, not all soldiers are willing to use force against their own people, not to mention that these people who are going to leave are women and children who are not combative. Seeing these old and thin women holding the children in their arms, these soldiers really had the heart to throw away their weapons and push the fence in front of them.

"Enough!"

Raising the one-man magic ballista in his hand, the commander of the outpost finally fired a shot into the sky, and the sound of the explosion made the scene a lot quieter. Just behind the officer, a group of elite soldiers, who had clearly experienced the war, coldly raised their weapons in their hands.

And seeing that those iron-blooded veterans were all dispatched, the ordinary soldiers guarding the door quickly lost the idea of opening the door and letting people go, and could only stalemate with the crowd with their weapons.

"Listen to me! Listen to me! Archduke Jon has given orders! All those who leave Dean City against the orders will be put to death for treason! So don't force me to give the order! Go back! Go back!" the officer shouted at the fleeing crowd on the other side, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

Although the crowd eventually fell silent, far from parting, they sat down on the road and began to sob. However, the atmosphere has been eased, so the weapons of the soldiers have also been put down, and the scary scene has faded a little.

But at this time, a huge figure of the Earth Walking Dragon appeared in the distance, and this big guy dragged a car that obviously belonged to the nobles and slowly walked towards this side.

While most of the Dragons are military resources, the privileges are available everywhere, and there are still a handful of people in the Duchy of Stacy who own the Dragons as their vehicles - in fact, Grand Duke Jon even has a more sleek Wyvern mount that allows him to leave Dean City immediately if he wants to.

As the dragon passed by the crowd sitting on the ground, its rider had to slow it down again so as not to accidentally trample on a few people. Now in this situation, it is indeed not the time for another large-scale conflict between nobles and commoners.

The knight on the back of the earthwalker kept shouting, urging the old and weak women and children to get out of the way, so that he and his master could pass quickly.

It didn't take long for the civilians, accustomed to giving way, to move out of the way, and the dragon slowly walked to the front of the checkpoint. The junior officer looked at it with a frown and hesitation, a little undecided for a moment.

However, he didn't hesitate for long, in Dean City, in fact, the difference between nobles and commoners is not so big, so he doesn't have to continue to scruple too much as before.

"I'm sorry, please show me your ID and explain why you're here!" the officer shouted towards the noble car behind Di Xinglong.

"Hello, I am an officer of the City Defense Army of Dean City, and I am ordered to escort the people inside. ”

Soon, at the signal of the Earth Dragon Knight, a middle-aged man dressed in a significantly more senior officer costume jumped down and handed a black pass to the commander of the outpost: "Sitting in the car is the head of the logistics department of the Stasi Earth Dragon Knights, as well as his family, who were chartered by Grand Duke Jon to go to the north and continue to train powerful Earth Dragon Knights. ”

The people who can take the right path to leave Dean City are undoubtedly the cronies of Archduke Jon. At this time, he was allowed to leave in order to travel all over the country to raise strength for the defense of Dean City.

No one knows whether these people, when they arrive in those places, will work as hard as Archduke Jon thinks.

In short, looking at the current situation, it seems that the achievements of those military and political officials who left a few days ago are limited. But this was not something that he had to worry about as a junior officer, so he handed back the black pass, stood upright, saluted, and ordered his soldiers to open the obstacles in the road.

As the obstacle was removed, the civilians behind the Dragons became chaotic once again, and they attempted to rush through the checkpoint with the Dragons and leave the city destined for destruction. However, it was clear that the efforts of these men were in vain, because before removing the obstacles in the road, the experienced guard soldiers first laid another "line of defense" behind them.

"Why did they leave!"

"There are women and children in the car!"

"Let's go!

There were cries and shouts everywhere, accompanied by the menacing and shouting of the soldiers. The Earth Dragons roared through the outposts and headed for the second outer outpost in the distance, while the poor poor were left where they were.

Closing the first barricade, two soldiers silently lifted the unclothed body of a man lying on the ground. She had just rushed to the side of the Earth Walking Dragon, only to be shot directly by the middle-aged officer, and no one felt sorry for her, not even the civilian crowd was chaotic.

Everyone watched as Di Xinglong left unimpeded with the aristocratic family, and there were soldiers standing and saluting next to him. A woman in her thirties stared angrily at the soldiers at the checkpoints and cursed hatefully: "Wait! The Falkenridges are not far from here!

When the Holy Dragon City Emissary delivered the Holy Inquisition to the King's Castle in Falkenridge, Dean, the capital city of Stasi, was finally transformed into a fortress on the front lines of the war.