I don't know how long it has been, but the battlefield has finally stopped, and those who tried to attack Fort Falt have been completely killed by them.

"Hahahaha, it's really a rabble, just because these people are also delusional to defeat us?"

Earl Grace laughed uncontrollably, and at this moment there was no longer any nervousness in his heart, and he even doubted that he could win the war even without the help of the men of Gusbrook.

Of course, it would be best to help, after all, he didn't want to let his soldiers suffer too many casualties.

Earl Grace's laughter was contagious to many people around him, and even the soldiers who were in charge of the defense erupted in cheers, glad that they had survived and won the battle.

Although they all ignored it, just with the rabble just now, one or two people actually climbed the city wall, but they were quickly killed.

At this moment, Karl looked at the two people in front of him with a smile, and Vicky and Logg's faces were full of panic.

"Lord Earl, this and this ......"

Vicky was even a little speechless, he didn't know who those soldiers were, he only knew that it was the army sent by Karl, and the result was defeated like this, so cowardly.

This made him very uneasy, if Karl's army was like this, then what to talk about taking Sibeck was in France, and Fort Ert would make them defeated.

And now that Karl's fate is firmly tied to the Sakya, if Karl fails, then they will also fail, and there is a possibility that they will be liquidated.

As for Logge, he was probably the same, even more uneasy than Vicky, after all, he had handed over the clan to Vicky with his own hands.

"Don't worry, those are not my soldiers, where have you seen my soldiers wearing those shabby things?" Carl saw their panic, laughed, and gave a rough idea of the identity and origin of those cannon fodder.

After Carl's explanation, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and settled down.

"So, my lord, what should we do next?" Vicky cautiously inquired that he was not good at war, so he was also very knowledgeable, and did not participate in it, but only asked Karl when in doubt.

"It's almost dark." Karl didn't answer them directly, but looked at the sky and muttered.

Vicky and Logg were stunned, wondering why Carl suddenly mentioned this.

Boris, who was beside Karl, glanced at them and said lightly: "The night can make our enemies lose their vision, and everything we have to do can become a sharp blade in the night." ”

Vicky and Logge suddenly realized and nodded their heads again and again.

"Go and get your men ready, the show is about to begin, the robbers haven't had time to make up for their arrows, and after the gift just given them, they should be very tired by now......" Karl chuckled.

And there is another reason why he didn't say that although the pirates are dead, the enemy doesn't have time to clean up the corpses now, and the corpses piled up there are a natural barrier, with which the attacking soldiers can block the arrows, and the corpses piled up together can also be used as a ladder to climb the city, and can also stabilize the siege ladder, which is all good.

"Let's create a nightmare for Wikipedians tonight, and I'm sure they'll remember it forever." Looking at the cheering enemies in the distance, Karl pursed his lips and said with a smile.

Vicky and Logg looked at each other, and they began to feel sorry for the robbers.

……

"Cheer me up, give me a good look at your enemies, if I find out that you are lazy, then the consequences, hehe."

It has to be said that Count Grace was indeed a competent commander, at least he was able to go to the front in person, and did not go back to sleep because of fatigue.

At night, he remained in the towers of the city walls, patrolling his territory, but this tired the little nobles who wanted to go but did not dare to go, and in their opinion, they should stay in their own comfortable mansions rather than suffer from the cold wind of the night.

At night, Fort Falt is still brightly lit, at least four of the city walls are full of soldiers patrolling with torches, but there are also some guys who doze off with their eyes down, after all, everyone has a limit at night, and after a tiring day, they have to be stationed here at night, and no one can withstand it.

It's not that the enemy doesn't attack or rests, the account is not calculated like this, although the enemy only has that one attack, but the rest of the time both sides seem to have some movements, everyone must always tense their nerves, and the fatigue in this is not clear in a few words.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The melodious sound of the trumpet, echoing again, came from Karl's side, but none of the soldiers on the walls of Fort Falt reacted, as if they were deaf to the sound.

Even Count Grace sighed as if he hadn't heard.

"Are these guys going to fight or not? I slept there all day long, and I didn't know what I wanted. "Earl Grace couldn't be angry.

In this time, he had heard no less than five trumpets, and each time he thought that the enemy was about to attack, but each time he only blew the trumpet on the other side, and did nothing.

Now he is a little numb, but he doesn't dare to relax himself and be vigilant.

"Lord Earl, it's a mess! It's messy! ”

Just when he doubted his life, a guard rushed over with a happy face and shouted excitedly.

"Messed up? What's the mess? For a moment, Earl Grace had not reacted.

"The enemy's position, the position of the Dirmans, I don't know what happened, at this time they are in a mess!" The guard's face flushed, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he looked at Count Grace with more admiration.

Because not long ago, Count Grace had told them that the other party's position would be in chaos, and it would not be long before the rest of them would keep an eye on it, and report it to him immediately if something like this happened.

Therefore, he now felt that Count Grace was simply a messenger of the gods, and only the messenger of the gods could foresee the future, which was simply incredible.

Hearing his words, Earl Grace's eyes widened and he looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Hahahaha, Gusbrook didn't lie to me, Sakya, good, good!" The Earl of Grace said three good words in a row, and you could hear how excited he was at this time.

He really wanted to reward the Sakya people now, maybe he could let them work less in the future?

"Pass my orders, open the gates at once, and all the troops will attack, and show those who are loyal to us, we will not abandon them, and under our attack, those Dirmans will definitely become pigs and cattle under our butcher's knife!" The Earl of Grace immediately acted in accordance with the request given by Gusbrook.

"Yes!" The guard acted as a herald and hurried to deliver his orders.

Unable to wait for the army to move, Earl Grace hurriedly walked up to the top of the city and looked into the distance.

Sure enough, there was a mess over there, their torches were scattered, even the flags were crooked, and there seemed to be a faint sound of killing.

Sure enough, it was even more exciting to see it with his own eyes, he was already completely sure that the Sakya people had indeed backstabbed those Dilmans, otherwise a nobleman who valued honor would not allow his banner to skew everywhere, or even fall, unless something happened that they did not expect.

But alas, this time he was destined to be disappointed, Karl did not value the glory of the so-called nobles so much, in his opinion, as long as he could win, then everything was a cloud.

"Boom ......" With a loud sound, the iron gate of Falt Fort was slowly opened, and the defenders of Falt Fort shouted and killed outside the city one by one under the leadership of those small nobles in armor, while the big nobles of the castle stood on the city wall and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The distance between the two sides was not too far, and it was not long before the armies of both sides began to make initial contact.

It's just that it is obvious that the army on the side of Fort Falt has a certain advantage, after all, some scattered and unprepared troops cannot be so easily relieved by the enemy's offensive.

It's just that Count Grace frowned, although the situation was not bad, but his army did not directly kill them as he imagined, and it was like repeatedly falling into a swamp, although it advanced, but the effect was not significant.

After a while, his face was a little more ugly, and the enemy had gradually gained some order under their attack, and was able to slowly retreat while maneuvering with his soldiers, and he saw it clearly, and the commotion in the rear of the enemy seemed to be much smaller.

"We can't go on like this, and if we continue like this, I'm afraid there will be big trouble." Count Grace muttered that the best chance for them now was to riot in the rear of the enemy, and there was no relief in front of them.

Such an opportunity is rare, and the Sagas are not very numerous, and if they drag on like this, their riots are likely to be quelled by the enemy, and even if they can win, they will probably lose a lot.

"Let those lazy guys show their strength, or once I get caught, I'll definitely make them worse than dead!" Count Grace said with a hideous face.

When the soldiers on the side saw his expression, they couldn't help but give a cold shiver, and hurriedly blew the horn, which was the horn that ordered all the soldiers to move forward.

As soon as the horn sounded, the soldiers could only grit their teeth and push forward, seeing that there was finally some effect, Count Grace finally showed a slight smile on his face, but what he didn't know was that Karl's smile was even brighter than his.