After Hudson explained the cause and effect of the incident, everyone's expressions became solemn. It's not a good thing to be targeted by a powerful earl.

Especially when they took the initiative to send excuses and let the other party seize the handle. Fortunately, Hudson was righteous enough and did not betray them, otherwise he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die this time.

It's just that anyone with a discerning eye knows that since Earl Pierce made a move, things won't end so easily. I don't know how much trouble awaits them next.

After understanding the cause and effect, everyone's eyes on Hudson changed. In the depths of his heart, he sighed "This young man can handle it", and there was a trace of guilt between his eyebrows.

Of course, this shame did not last long before it was defeated by profit. No matter what you say, you can't spit out the meat you eat in your mouth.

Having received his share of the loot, Hudson was not surprised. Aristocrats are face-saving, and even more greedy. If it weren't for the gagged him, it is estimated that he would not have been able to get this promised loot in advance.

Acting in this drama is essentially to dissolve everyone's jealousy of themselves and save unnecessary trouble.

Judging from the current situation, it is a very successful one. Everyone's eyes were attracted by "Earl Pierce looking for trouble", and they didn't care about jealousy of Hudson's monopoly on war exploits.

It's normal to think about it, from the moment he refused to be wooed by Earl Pierce, Hudson offended the coalition boss. No matter how great the achievements are, they will inevitably be discounted.

Destined to be put in small shoes, what is there to be jealous of?

After a thoughtful greeting, the Fifth Army once again embarked on the journey. Even the reorganized serf soldiers, no one had the heart to take them back, or they didn't have time to take them back.

The return to the establishment system means that the current task of transporting grain must also be rearranged. No matter how efficient it is, it will take half a day.

You must know that the coalition army has only carried grain and grass for seven days, and now it is the sixth day, and there are still more than 30 miles away.

Continuing to command large forces, Hudson was a mixed bag. He was not blind, how could he not see that the Fifth Army had fallen into a split, and the alliance could only be maintained due to the pressure of Earl Pierce, and he had to huddle together to keep warm.

The combat effectiveness of such a team can be imagined. With the slightest trick on the part of Earl Pierce, the Fifth Army's fragile alliance would crumble.

The unoptimistic outlook forced Hudson to become more cautious. Deep down, there is a voice that keeps reminding him - "Hold on to the waves".

……

In the city of Dadir, the bloody siege battle is about to begin. In the coalition camp, five star-shaped stars with raised fronts are strung together by intersecting lines.

Under the gaze of everyone, five mages dressed in white robes and holding magic staff stepped into the formation. The apprentices who followed hurriedly planted the spars on the star-shaped line.

"Aston Croatia, Sleeping Tamlet......"

With the continuous recitation of the incantation, I saw a pillar of earth yellow light emitted from the pentagram array, which was clearly visible for several miles.

The great movement of the coalition army soon alarmed the defenders in the city.

"Magic" has always been synonymous with mystery and power, especially for ordinary people.

The Skeleton Lord, who was empty-eyed, also appeared at the head of the city after receiving the message. Just one glance, and his brow furrowed.

"High Priestess, you are the most well-informed in the meeting, do you know what the enemy is up to?"

Hearing the question, the gray-robed old man's heart sank. He didn't have the slightest affection for this mysterious Skeleton Lord.

When employing people, everything sounds good, and once it is used up, it will be dismantled. I think he, the patriarch of the Skull and Bones Society, has made countless contributions to the Society, but because of the previous mistakes, he was arranged to preside over the drudgery of the Centennial Festival.

Just thinking of the Skeleton Holy Lord's methods, the unwillingness in his heart was extinguished again. There is still a glimmer of life in obedience, and if you refuse, you can't survive, you can't die.

"Holy Lord, the enemy seems to have set up a five-star splitting array, a kind of magic array that specializes in attacking the city walls.

Thirty-five years ago, during the Franco-Danish War, I had the privilege of seeing it once. However, due to the participation of magicians on both sides, the large array was not able to exert its due power.

However, since the enemy has used it now, the power of this magic array must be not small. We don't have enough mages to stop us, and it's best not to let them cast their spells successfully. ”

Hearing this explanation, the Skeleton Lord secretly rolled his eyes. He hated this old guy who was an eyesore.

It is said that he is well-informed, but except for saying the name of a magic array, all the rest is useless nonsense.

Stopping enemies from casting spells is easier said than done. As long as you send someone close, the magician of the weak chicken can be taken down with a snap of your fingers.

But the problem is that the enemy's mages are protected by the army, and trying to take them down is like taking the head of the enemy's commander among the hosts.

"Angela, you immediately lead the Third Army and the Fourth Army to rush out, and be sure to interrupt the enemy's spell casting. When necessary, the Blood Moon Horn can be used. ”

The Skeleton Lord said indifferently.

In any case, the Centennial Sacrifice of the Skull and Bones Society cannot be destroyed. His strength is due to the gift of the Lord of Skeletons, and no one is allowed to influence him to gain more "divine graces".

The beast that served as a sacrifice was on its way to be delivered. Until then, he must guard the sacrifice and leave no room for the enemy to take advantage of.

In the eyes of the Skeleton Lord, as long as the Centennial Festival goes smoothly, it will be worth paying a big price.

If it weren't for the fact that most of the troops in the city were rabble, even if he had the bloody moon horn, which was a big killing weapon, he would not be the opponent of the enemy army outside the city, and he would have ordered a decisive battle.

With an order, the closed city gates began to slowly open, and large groups of rebels began to gush out.

It's a pity that the time is still a step late, and the pillar of light that soars into the sky is directly towards Dadir City, and cracks begin to appear in the land along the way, and they are expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The city wall hit by the pillar of light, after struggling, finally failed to avoid the fate of cracking.

Cracks appeared one after another, and the originally rock-solid city wall was now beginning to crumble at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The spars on the magic array were also rapidly consumed, and they were quickly turned into pieces, and the five magicians who cast the spell were also pale one by one at this moment.

Obviously, the spell just now was not easy. Even with the help of the magic array, it still brought them a lot of pressure.

"Tell Angela to stop the attack, and order the First Army to send men to plug the gap, and never let the enemy take the opportunity to rush into the city."

The Skeleton Lord hurriedly ordered.

Luckily, the magic covered a limited area, and the cracked walls were only a small section, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.