Marca didn't know what was going on on Rand's side at this time, but he was confident that his infantry would easily take the empty town of Rand, how could the townspeople be able to beat a well-trained army, and should they use hoes, sickles, and hammers against the swords and knives of the foot soldiers? Obviously this is unrealistic, and Rand is already in the bag.

Marca entered the Rand border with the army with a confident and proud heart, the goal of the mighty army was obvious, the scouts on patrol found their whereabouts from a distance, in fact, Marca did not intend to hide, he just wanted to enter openly.

"Lord Baron, their scouts seem to have spotted us, do you want to change your plans a little?" The adjutant on the side asked Maka.

"What is there to be afraid of, knowing that we are coming, I just want them to know that Lao Tzu is going to beat them, and beat them openly! They are the ones to be afraid of! Marca looked domineering when he spoke.

When the adjutant saw him like this, he didn't want to persuade him again, he knew Maka's temper, and if he still persuaded him at this time, then he should be angry. Whether this decision is good or bad, he will not change it.

The scout rushed to the camp as fast as he could, and quickly recounted the information he had discovered. Kane frowned and looked at Nelus. The broth in the porcelain bowl was still steaming, and Nelus scooped up a piece of meat with a spoon and put it in his mouth, chewing and muttering: "What's the hurry, we have the power of two magic arrays, don't forget how we won the battle yesterday." You first get people ready, and the workers who have no combat power will temporarily hide in the mines, and the rest of the battlefield will be handed over to us. ”

"I'm afraid this time will be more difficult to deal with than yesterday, can the magic array stop it?"

"Don't worry, it's a simple matter, don't forget that I'm Nevis!" After drinking the broth, Nelus burped contentedly, and he picked up his staff and told Kane to reassure him about the magic circle.

Kane chose to trust Neroth's abilities, and he gave Arya the task of transferring the workers, and mounted his horse to gather cavalry and infantry to advance in the direction of the invading army.

Maka's army crossed a col covered with snow over the horses' hooves, and they were about to continue their way over the slope when the ground shook beneath their feet, and the sound of trees breaking sounded, and flocks of birds that lived in the forest took off and chirped. The horses were frightened and uneasy, and their heads swayed from side to side to retreat.

The soldiers were infected by the uneasy emotions of the horses, and there was a strong uneasiness in their hearts, and their whispers began to appear in the army, and the sight of each other was seen by Maka, and the idea of retreating in their hearts caused Maka's anger.

As soon as he reined in the reins, the horses fell silent, and he angrily rebuked the cowardice in the hearts of the warriors, and asked them to brace themselves and climb the hill in front of them to trample the enemy under their feet. The warriors did not dare to speak, and walked towards the hillside with trepidation. They noticed that something seemed to be moving towards them in the dead forest high up in front of them, and the regular shaking of the ground showed that the thing was not moving quickly, but it was definitely not small.

The warriors' hearts sank to the bottom, and the unknown danger extinguished the blood in their hearts, and they could not retreat, and if they dared to take a step back, the knife in Maka's hand would leave a bowl-sized scar on their necks, which they had seen before.

"Onward! What are you afraid of? Can a little new baron scare you like this? Touch your crotch to see if it's wet, cowardly bitch! ”

Maka's insult to them provoked a little anger in their hearts, and they wanted them to use their weapons to tell him that they were not cowards.

But when they saw the three huge stone guards appear at the edge of the forest, fear still hung over them.

The stone guards threw the newly plucked dead wood into their side like a javelin, smashing right in the middle of the crowd. First one, then second, then third. Dead wood was constantly being thrown into their camp.

Hit head-on at the beginning of the battle, Maca gritted his teeth and asked his knight to take down the three monsters. His knight rode forward in the woods, picked up his sword, and slashed at the rock guard's leg, the force of the hard rock and the blade rattling his arm and a hole in the blade.

The iron sword was not as powerful as the guards, and the price of risking close was a huge stone hammer that smashed their chests into it, killing many knights on the spot, and some of them not even escaped being trampled to death.

Kane's follow-up troops appeared behind Maka's army with the water elemental guards, and taking advantage of the high terrain, Kane waved his hand and ordered the crossbowmen to draw their bows and arrows, and the arrows of the brush drew a graceful parabola in the air like dense raindrops, and then fell, the arrows took their lives, and after one round of arrows, another batch was replaced.

The rain of arrows shot the knights and infantry soldiers in the col into a sieve. Maka glared angrily, roared and rushed up the hill, and a new round of arrows rained down from the sky again. Maka had to step back, he had abandoned his horse on foot, hiding behind dead wood.

Kane took a stiff bow and drew an arrow from his string, aiming it at the Maca hidden behind the tree, and an arrow with the sound of breaking wind shot through the wood, sending sawdust flying. Maca was in a cold sweat, and the arrow that shone with cold light showed in his ear, and the distance between two fingers of his ear would be lost if he missed it a little more.

Marca fell into a passive situation and cursed Kane loudly, "Boy! You only deserve to be wagging your tail behind Hammer's ass and begging for mercy, you're a pariah after all! You're a fart without Hamer's protection! If there is a kind, let's have a man's duel with Lao Tzu, don't hide behind the soldiers like a son of a bitch! ”

"Good! Here you have this chance! Kane readily agreed, and before the crowd could even react to dissuade him, Kane ordered not to shoot arrows at Maka, and he was to cut him down by the sword himself.

Maca poked his head tentatively, then immediately retracted. Kane's daring to take on his duel made him appreciate Kane a little more, and the noble lords, especially those like him who were knighted and passed on to the throne by his military exploits, had an appreciative attitude towards those who dared to fight.

Maka's hair was scattered, the helmet he was wearing no longer knew where it had fallen, seeing the corpses piled up in the col and the blood flowing like a stream, and the fresh blood was even steaming, Maka felt powerless, this time he lost completely, gambling on the entire territory of the army to lose so embarrassingly.

Even if Rand's sneak attack was successful, he wouldn't have a chance to celebrate this feat, and he probably wouldn't have a chance to get out of this col alive today. Maca draws his sword and holds it with both hands, his legs slightly bent to ease his strength.

"Come on!" His eyes were fixed on Kane, and there was a determination in his eyes.

Kane was condescending, and he rushed forward, raised his sword over his head, and slashed down with all his might. Hearing the sound of gold and iron, the two people on the slope looked at the two people fighting in the col, and they both sweated for Kane. Maca is a long-established old lord in this neighborhood, although he has never participated in any major battlefields in his life, but the martial arts he showed when exterminating some outcast bandits are very powerful.

The cunning bandit was only a head in front of the baron, Kane was just a new baron, and the previous battle was won thanks to Nelus, the mysterious archmage.

However, Kane's combat power was beyond their imagination, or Marca's strength was far lower than Kane's estimates. After a fight, Kane had the upper hand, and Marca had to retreat.

As Maka's sword was shattered into several pieces, the victory and defeat were decided, and in his disbelieving eyes, Kane swung his long sword, and Maka's head fell to the ground. Blood sprayed on the snow, adding a touch of bright red to the red-stained snow.

To the cheers of the crowd, Kane returned to his horse with Maka's head and raised the bloody head as if to announce his victory to the crowd, he was the king of the land!

Nelus said a little awkwardly, "Oh, get that thing away, it's bloody and disgusting." ”

Kane didn't think so, this was a crucial battle for him, the hereditary nobleman who had been in business here for many years was beheaded by him, a new nobleman, and it was he who took the opportunity to stand up and warn those who tried to swallow his territory that if they wanted to fight this land, they had to think about whether their heads could withstand Kane's sword.

Kane took his head to the border, on the plain where many territories bordered, where only a tall dead tree stood tall, and all that remained was a thick yellow weed. There is not a trace of snow here, and it seems that the snowflakes refuse to visit here.

Several patrols saw Kane hang a black object from the treetops, which seemed to be dripping something. It wasn't until Kane walked away that they dared to come up close to see what it was, and when they saw it, they were almost scared to death.

Baron Maca closed his eyes, his face bloodless, his body gone, save for a lone head hanging from a tree, dripping blood.

The frightened patrolmen quickly came to their senses, and they ran back to the territory town as fast as they could, reporting the matter to the lord. After thinking about it, Nowruvian quickly seized the opportunity and ordered his lieutenants to gather their troops and set off for Barony Maca's territory at once.

He calculated that once Maka died, the territory would be chaotic, and he would definitely mobilize almost all of his troops when he sent troops to Kane's territory.

Instead of Kane, he took Marca, which was also a good deal.

The news of Maka's head hanging from a tree soon spread throughout the area like a dandelion, and the other lords sniffed it like scavengers. Maka's territory was in chaos, and a group of robbers broke into their door, drove them into a corner, and began to circle the room in search of their belongings.

The women who lost their husbands were taken away by some single invaders or pressed on the bed on the spot, and moved in front of their children, and the town of Talarin was full of chickens and dogs, and the invaders completely unleashed their disgusting beastliness and bullied the poor people to the fullest, even so, few people dared to rise up and resist, and some even helped to abuse, and the town of Talarin was cut into points like a piece of ownerless meat, and the biggest beneficiary of them was Nowruvi, because he was the fastest to act, and was the first to reach Talarin Town.