Although the entire Turin soldiers of Fort Clarion had already prepared for the worst, when the enemy attacked like a monstrous wave, everyone felt uncontrollable fear - Landzel finally did not make any more moves, and the entire Purple Sail Mercenary Regiment was completely overwhelming, ready to crush this lonely castle completely!

The crossbowmen on the city walls raised their sore arms and pulled away the bowstrings, and even the calluses on their hands were torn apart and they were still desperately building their bows and shooting arrows, and the ballistas on the towers and the trebuchets in the castle rained down arrows, but they still could not stop the enemy's pace. As soon as he had finished firing two rounds of arrows, the enemy was greeted with a frantic counterattack - a rain of arrows like locusts covered the sky and the sun, accompanied by fireballs rising from the sea, and swooped down on the walls of Hornfort.

Despite the timely dodging of the soldiers, many soldiers fell from the city wall screaming and falling to the ground miserably on the battlements that were almost full of arrows, and the huge roar of the exploding fireballs mixed with terrible vibrations set off a storm of smoke and dust, and the arrow tower closest to the coast was finally completely destroyed, and in a frightened scream, it completely collapsed into a pile of ruins, and even the soldiers stationed on it were buried alive inside.

Edward, who was cold-faced, rushed to the city wall, the once sharp steel sword in his hand had already collapsed, and the soldiers around him, who were originally calm and quiet, finally couldn't keep their composure, Blake Hubble, who had a resolute face, rushed to the city wall, still holding a kite-shaped shield wrapped in iron sheets, and rushed to his side against the wind set off by the stone cannon: "Your Excellency, you must leave here quickly, it's too dangerous here!"

"Then you tell me, where else is this castle safe?" replied Edward with a smile, holding down the Sacred Tree Knight Black, "Lead the brethren to hold the walls—this won't be our last battle, I promise you it won't!"

"If you want to die in battle, die in the way of the counterattack - cut off Landzel's head, hold aloft the flaming goshawk banner and cut off his head, if I die here this mission is yours!"

Gasping for breath, Blake nodded solemnly, drew his sword and rushed to the city wall, shouting at the Turin soldiers who had begun to waver: "Hold the line, don't panic - do you want to be laughed at by a bunch of damn Dominics?!"

Looking at the back of Blake Hubble's departure, Edward let out a long sigh, his eyes still looking at the unstoppable Dominica army outside the castle.

"You should have listened to the knight. Shrell said silently, his purple hair was about to be dyed red, but his eyes were as clear as ever: "You are the leader of everyone, if you die, this castle will definitely not be able to hold it." ”

"If I had agreed to that guy's terms, we wouldn't have to wait here to die. Edward smirked, "Do you hate me for bringing you and your people to such a place where death is almost certain?"

"If you agree to that guy's terms, I'll hate you. Shrell shook his head and replied.

"Oh, why?"

"I don't know, I just think that's the case...... Maybe I won't get the commission, you promised to give me a thousand silver coins, I can't let you die here and pay the bill!" replied the mercenary as if she were coping.

"Then I'll try to survive. Edward curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and gently raised the blade of his sword: "The enemy is attacking!"

The terrible roar finally stopped, and the Turin soldiers, hiding behind the walls, regrouped to the shouts of centurions and standard-bearers, waiting for the enemy to attack. The army of Bright Star City, which covered almost the entire hillside, moved slowly and steadily towards the top of the hillside where Fort Horn was shrunk like a wave, amid the sound of ancient desolate war drums.

In just a brief moment, before many soldiers could react, the first group of enemies had already rushed to the walls of Fort Clarion, and the archers who immediately raised their crossbows and longbows to fight back were suppressed by the terrible rain of arrows outside the castle - and even many Dominic soldiers who were still climbing the wall were killed by their own arrows on the siege ladder!

These people were all the routs who had been robbed of their banners in the previous battles - seeing the pair of people who frantically pounced on their eyes, and desperately tried to plunge their blades into their bodies even if they were stabbed through the heart, Edward immediately understood Landzel's intentions.

What could be crazier and more desperate than someone who has nothing?

Terrible battles were fought in every corner of the city walls of the Horn - the frenzied Purple Sail mercenary regiment broke and rushed to the walls under the merciless rain of arrows of their own people, and the Turin soldiers with shields held high pushed the siege ladders off the walls with all their might, and everywhere people fell from the walls screaming or turned into a pile of meat sauce smeared on the walls, trampled by the brethren who swarmed up behind them.

The narrow walls of Horn Fort have completely turned into a huge grinding disc that constantly produces blood and flesh and bones, constantly attracting people on both sides to enter and turn into its nourishment. The casualties of the Dominican routs at the forefront increased rapidly, and one by one they fell in a pool of blood, and soon their morale fell into a state of collapse again, but they were forced to climb the city wall and fight the Turin soldiers who were waiting for them.

"Kill him, kill this scum of Turin, he is the one who burned our flag!" the hysterical Dominic soldier roared hoarsely, half-kneeling on the ground with arrows stuck in his back, supporting his body with a shield and a scimitar and standing up tremblingly: "Kill him and take back what belongs to us!"

"Protect Lord Edward!" several Turin soldiers roared and raised their shields to block Edward's surroundings, and several Dominic soldiers, who were also already crazy, pounced on them, and were blocked by the shield wall, their sharp spears stabbing out, falling from the wall in a few screams.

The strong Dominic soldier spat blood, stood at the edge of the city wall with a trembling body, looked around but found that on the tower full of corpses, he was the only one left, as if he was drunk, he threw away the shield in his hand to support the city wall, and the scimitar in his right hand pointed at Edward in front of him: "Kill me, you Turin dog, kill me if you have a kind!"

"Don't you like to flaunt some chivalry and pretend to be a hypocrite?!I tell you that if you don't kill me now, I will do my best for the rest of my life and kill you by all means, and you will live in trembling fear forever, cough cough cough hahaha......haha

"I'm not going to kill you. Edward, who was also covered in blood, stopped the Turin soldier next to him who was about to pounce on and kill this guy, walked over slowly, grabbed the scimitar he was slashing at with all his might, and slammed his right hand so hard that his fragile wrist snapped!

"Ah——!!!!h

"So let the Radiant Cross decide whether you live or die. Edward, who had a cold expression, withdrew his gaze and gasped softly, but the few soldiers behind him were quite excited: "Lord Edward, have we won the war?"

"Not yet, it's just a skirmish used by the enemy to drain our strength, and now their purpose has been achieved. Edward shook his head, Landzel would make such a move by a big surprise.

Throwing hundreds of routed soldiers like expendables and squandering them unceremoniously - Landzel has been cruel to the extreme, and now it seems that he was right not to promise him, this inhuman beast simply cannot expect him to keep the so-called agreement.

"Order, let all the brothers who are still alive assemble in the inner fort, and rest as soon as possible—the enemy will soon bombard the walls, and we must reduce the senseless casualties. ”

"Yes!" the herald nodded immediately, and with a few horns sounded, the already panting and scarred Turin soldiers evacuated from the city wall in groups, and Edward, who had just walked down from the city wall, heard a terrible roar suddenly coming from behind him!

Edward's eyes widened as he turned his head suddenly, and the gates, which had always been extremely strong, shook as if they were trembling with fear!