The firelight, the sword light, the shouts of killing, the alarm bells, the originally peaceful capital instantly seemed to turn into hell. It is already the limit for the pre-lurking bard to buy through the city gate, but as the capital, in addition to the city gate, there are various guard posts and arrow towers, and at this time, seeing the invasion of the army, the alarm bell is immediately sounded.

However, these are all in the prediction of the brave quilt, and when they enter the city, they will immediately divide into three ways. All the way began to cause trouble and set fire and shout to attract attention, and the coachman sneaked all the way into the secret passage and directly invaded the castle. And he led the main force to sneak up on the chariot camp.

The capital seems to be heavily defended, with the best troops and equipment, but its combat experience is also the worst. Due to the distance from the front line, it is impossible to go to war in peacetime. In fact, even the lowest soldiers here know that this is the sphere of influence of the Empire, so who will dare to move here? If the Empire wants to move them, then they will surrender directly or wait for death, and they will not be opponents anyway.

There is this mentality from top to bottom, the king never comes to the battlefield in person, and the soldiers have to get by, although they look at it when they are okay in peacetime, but once it is critical, the problem is immediately exposed. For example, at this time, there were already alarm bells everywhere in the city, and they were the highest level of alarm bells.

Theoretically, when this bell is heard, the garrison in the city needs to be dispatched immediately, and if it is a person from the chariot camp, they must immediately get out of the bed, and they don't have to wear clothes and pants, and they need to get into the chariot first. But at this time, everyone's state seems to be very "smart".

Dressed, armoured, shoeed, weapons, looked at each other, and then urged each other: "Hurry up!" It looked tense and quick, but in fact the time was greatly delayed. Many people were still looking at the sky through the window, and in their opinion, it was probably the Imperial Dragoons who were harassing them tonight. I've been harassed a few times before.

Anyway, if it was the Imperial Dragoon, they would also avoid key buildings, just symbolically hit them, and they would definitely be gone before dawn. If you really rush out and be killed by the Imperials, it doesn't seem to be worth it. In fact, the Imperial Dragoons have attacked several times, and the truly brave people here, the first to rush out, have long been killed by the Empire, leaving behind all the "smart" people.

This time, however, they were wrong.

The gate of the camp was slammed open, and the quilt warrior took the lead in breaking in, and only then did he shout: "Kill!"

The garrison soldiers were shocked at this time, and the faint shouting of killing in the city was suddenly so close. Who are they? Rebel army, government army? There is no time to think about it, the enemy has already entered, and can only raise their swords to meet the enemy, fortunately they have already put on their armor and clothes at this time, but they have not had time to get into the car, and they still have the strength to fight.

"Get it on!" the chariot commander drew his sword and waved, and a large number of soldiers lined up behind him to intercept it.

When swords collide, there is no trick, only a competition of strength, courage, and willpower. One side is a veteran who has been crawling and rolling on the front line, one side is an elite who is comfortable and accustomed to the rear, one side has poor food and conditions on the front line, and many old injuries on his body, and the other side is full of food and drink all year round and exercises his muscles every day. One side fights against the odds, and if it doesn't win, it will die, and the other side has just woken up and can't figure out the situation. The commander of one side personally charged, and the killing rose, and the commander of one side was still standing behind, scratching his head while watching.

"What are you fighting?" said the man who was in the back row, who had been idle for the time being, began to verbally attack. The quilt warrior often tells stories to his subordinates, and they can say a few words after listening to more than they hear.

There was no answer from the other side, in fact, they were already very flustered in dealing with swords, where could they still answer such questions.

"Are you fighting for the King, or are you fighting for the Empire? Your family, friends, how does it feel to know that you are going to die here?" shouted the man in the back row again.

Someone couldn't help but scold: "Then you are not the same?"

"We're different!" responded to the army of quilts, even with an echo effect due to too many responses.

"We are heroes!" "When we die, our names will be engraved on stone tablets!" "Our descendants will be better!" "We will win!" "We are different, we are different......"

Countless gossip responses poured in, and the people of the government army began to panic and begin to fear. They tried to respond, tried to refute, but were easily swallowed up by the roar from the other side.

"Look, your commander has run!" "The people in the back row have all run!" "Running in the morning and running in the evening." "Be careful if you're late!" ......

"Look, the castle is on fire!" "The king has been taken by us!" "We have won!" "You have lost!" "We are different!" ......

In 5 minutes, the two armies met for only 5 minutes, and the government troops had no fighting spirit. One started running, two started running, a group started running, and the defeat was like a mountain. Ironically, most soldiers do not use all their strength when charging, because they have to save their strength for a long fight, but when they escape, they do their best for fear of being slow.

The brave quilt did not pursue, and the long sword was raised: "Hurry up, grab the chariot! Go over there and end a few arrow towers, grab the commanding heights! Come and go to the warehouse with me, get their spars!"

"Yes!" the crowd, who had just won a battle, didn't even have time to cheer and immediately moved on to the next move.

On the other side, the kobold king had already woken up, and as a master, such a big thing happened in the city, and basically no one could notice it. But he did not send anyone to inspect it, nor did he panic at all. Just calmly get dressed, and then go to the throne in the center of the hall by yourself and sit down.

Without saying a word, leaning on his sword beside him, he waited silently. As if he was the demon king in those brave stories, he waited for the brave to come and defeat him.

"Your Majesty!" the guards finally ran in in a panic, "It's not the Empire attacking, it's the quilt brave!

"Is that him?" the king sneered, "with his strength, did he make you panic like this?"

The guard was slightly embarrassed, but still spoke: "Our chariot camp has fallen, and the city is full of their people, and it is impossible to determine how many of them there are. ”

"No matter how many of them there are, their ultimate goal is me," the king said calmly, "and I'll just sit here and wait." There you go. ”

"Yes!" the guard trotted away.

The king remained seated, and his thoughts drifted out. The person cultivated by the princess stabbed herself to death, and now she is coming to subvert the entire kingdom, what a brave man.

"Your Majesty!" the guards ran in, "the Quilt Warrior has surrounded this castle, and he said, let you out." ”

"Let him in!" the king was furious.

"Yes!" the guard had no choice but to return to his life, and came back after a while, "Your Majesty, he ...... He said you don't come out, he demolished the castle. ”

"Whatever he wants," the king didn't care, "this castle is not so easy to tear down, and after a little delay, the Empire will come." It's nothing, you don't have to reply to him anymore, just wait here. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the guard stood still by the door.

In a moment, the castle began to shake violently, and cracks began to appear in the walls. Earth-based magic shakes the mountains, this kind of spell is not very useful to people, at most it is only shaken twice, but it has a miraculous effect on buildings.

Although the King's castle was built with a new magic resistance design, the magic resistance is only difficult for magic to work directly on the castle. If the ground around it is shaken, and then the surrounding ground is squeezed by the surrounding ground, then there is a physical change in between.

The king was helpless: "It seems that this person is indeed underestimated. Grab your sword and walk slowly out of the castle.