"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The sound with a strong sense of vibration is like thunder, and every sound can set off waves for many people.

Loud and noisy voices rang out everywhere, and panic abounded.

"What happened? Why is it so noisy outside! The Earl of Grace was disgruntled to summon his attendants, who had been asleep in a sweet dream, but was awakened by the sound of a voice outside the window, which made him angry, and he swore that if something inconsequential had ruined his dream, he would punish the bastards severely.

"Oh no, Lord Earl, there are enemies surrounding Fort Falt, and they are now outside the walls!"

The attendant also just got the news, and as soon as he came in, he said with a handful of snot and tears.

Only Count Grace and some of the high-ranking people knew the inside story, and his squires and ordinary soldiers of the castle were not qualified to know about it, so they were extremely frightened after seeing the Falt baby attack.

No one will not be afraid of war, those who like war will always be the aristocracy, and those who live at the bottom will always be the one who is devastated by war.

"Oh? Fort Falt is surrounded? Who is it? "Count Grace seems to have just woken up, and there is still some trouble in his mind, and he is still in a half-asleep state.

"I don't know, they're flying the Eagle Flag!" The attendant replied truthfully.

Hearing the Eagle Banner, Count Grace realized that this was Karl's army, of course he knew something about what his enemy flag was, although he was proud but not stupid, if he didn't even understand the most basic information about the other party, then what kind of battle would he fight.

You must know that Sibek did not belong to the Kingdom of Denmaka before him, although it was true that he was in contact with Frida's power, but after all, he was the one who took down Sibek in the first place, and it would be impossible for him to do this if he was really stupid.

"Hahahaha, those abominable Dillmans, abandoned by the gods, they are finally here, I have been waiting for them for a long time, and I thought that their guts had been eaten by rats." After reacting, Earl Grace did not panic at all, but laughed, looking like he couldn't ask for it.

His performance made the attendant stunned, although he always knew that his lord was very proud, but he didn't expect it to come to this point.

"Okay, put away your face, I don't know and think they came in, although I'm afraid that their god himself won't be able to do this." Count Grace glanced at his squire contemptuously and scolded without hesitation.

The squire looked aggrieved, but he only bowed his head silently, hoping that Count Grace would not continue to be angry.

However, Count Grace did not bother to bother with such a squire as him, and after having someone change his clothes and put on his armor, he strode out of his room, and then walked in the direction of the city wall with the retinue of the guards.

"Lord Earl!"

Along the way, he met many nobles who had already woken up quietly, and those nobles saluted him one after another.

"Let's go together, let's see how our enemies are defeated by us, I can't wait to see their blood all over the ground, it will excite me." Count Grace said bloodthirsty.

"Follow in your footsteps, and your hero will surely be praised by His Majesty." Those aristocrats also smiled knowingly, and they didn't forget to pat a sycophant.

So a group of people swaggered towards the towers of the city wall, the outermost guard of the Falt castle could not be just a stone wall, there were several towers around the stone wall, and those towers were strong enough to cut high enough to be the best place for the archers, where they would use their arrows to send their enemies to death, and at the same time that place was the best place for Count Grace to observe the battlefield.

Walking all the way to the top floor of the tower, I could already vaguely see the assembled army in the distance.

"Hey, what a bloody effort to attack our heretic earl!" Count Grace couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the hordes of troops in the distance.

The distance was too far, he couldn't see how many people there were on the other side, but in his judgment, there were definitely four or five hundred people and above, four or five hundred soldiers was not a small number for an earl, of course, that was not counting those serfs who were drafted, if those lowly guys, how many or how many, many times in the eyes of these nobles, the value of serfs was not higher than livestock.

"Bloody? Then this time he is afraid that he will lose all his money. A bearded Wikipedian scoffed that in his opinion, those men were not enough to storm Altburg.

He is also an old soldier, and often deals with the Dillmans, and in his impression, those Dillmans are very poor in fighting, and they always like to recruit serfs to fight, so it often seems that they have a lot of people, but when it comes to fighting, he can only describe it as vulnerable.

He believed that if he was given enough chance, he would be able to kill even the cowardly Dillmans.

"If I'm not mistaken, our enemy, the Count of Dortmund, seems to be a young man?" Earl Grace suddenly said that he had only recently collected this information, and after collecting Carl's information, he had become interested in Carl for a while.

"Yes, Lord Earl, this pagan count is very young, and his territory of Dortmund was brought down by his army, so his name is well known among the Dillmans." Soon an attendant answered him.

"It's just a young man blinded by victory, because he has been successful in Dortmundri, so he thinks he is strong, and if he dares to do such a thing and attack us, it will make his little wolf cub break his teeth here." The bearded nobleman didn't take Carl seriously at all, he even looked down on all the Dierman nobles, how could he look down on a young man among the Dierman nobles? In his opinion, even Carl's success may have been due to luck.

"Alright, Aaron Miller, give our enemies enough respect, it's not a good habit to despise them." Count Grace smiled and waved his hand.

Alan Miller complained in his heart, the one who despises the enemy the most is not me but you, of course, he doesn't dare to say such words, and he can only say a few words in his heart.

"Lord Earl, they're going to attack!"

At this moment, a nobleman suddenly shouted, while Count Grace was still chatting with his vassals, this nobleman had been staring at each other, and now Karl made a slight move, and he immediately found out.

Hearing this, Count Grace immediately looked over, and sure enough, there was a slight change on Karl's side, which was originally very far away, and the vague team walked in a few more points, and a force separated from them and was rapidly approaching Fort Falt.

"That's supposed to be their vanguard, attack me, and leave all those guys here!" Count Grace sneered in his heart, the opponent's vanguard looked like nothing more than that, the formation was scattered, and there was no impact.

Indeed, in front of him was a group of stragglers, and anyone who looked at it would assert that this was not an army at all, but rubbish.

Count Grace couldn't help but be a little contemptuous of Carl in his heart, many times he could know the whole picture from some details, and the other party's heart was so scattered, so it seemed that this guy was not to be afraid.

"Sure enough, it's just a young man!"

While he was thinking, the defenders on his walls had already attacked, and the enemy was already within range of their attack.

Arrow after arrow, shot from their bows, like a life-threatening hook, struck at those who wanted to attack them.

But after all, this is not a game bow and arrow, and it is not a hundred shots, in fact, ten arrows and nine empty are the most real situation, although they shoot a lot of arrows, but the effect is limited, just kill a few people.

"Keep shooting, you lazy guys, you don't usually take it seriously when you train, and now you can't be reliable when it's critical!"

Before Count Grace could reprimand, another nobleman had already stood up and reprimanded.

Hearing the nobleman's words, the archers defending the city wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads and continued to bend their bows and arrows.

This time, their accuracy is much better, of course, there is the reason why the other party has been closer, and they are more serious.

It didn't take long for the other side to be dead and wounded, and no one standing on the battlefield would be seen again.

"Hahahaha, I thought it would be such a difficult stone, but I didn't expect it to be a delicacy." Seeing that his side had succeeded in eating the vanguard of the other side, Count Grace seemed very happy and kept laughing.

"The valor of Lord Count is well known to the world, and under your leadership, those so-called heretics are not worth mentioning at all!"

Immediately, some nobles stood up and patted their ass, and Earl Grace also seemed to be very useful.

"That heretic must be dying." Count Grace thought to himself, after all, he had taken a cursory look, and knew that there were seventy or eighty people in the vanguard group.

It's just that what he doesn't know is Karl, who doesn't have the slightest heartache here, but still smiles and watches his so-called "vanguard" die one by one.

That's right, this group of so-called "vanguards" is the group of pirates that Karl captured at sea, the batch of ready-made cannon fodder.

How could Karl be heartbroken by the death of cannon fodder, their "mission" was originally to consume each other's arrows, and they had done a very good job.

"Then it's time to watch the show." The corners of Carl's mouth rose slightly, and he looked like he was winning.