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The soldiers lined up in a long queue and trekked in silence. Where they passed, those who did not want to surrender could only be reduced to scorched earth along with their hiding places. The crusade against the Marquis of Winton was a foregone conclusion, and the arrangements began as early as half a month ago. Six hundred of Ottran's warriors joined the operation, with the only regret being that their commander, Duke Henry, had already died before he could get out of the army.

The course of the war can be described as a rapid progress, and there are only 200 soldiers under the control of the Marquis of Cook's family. Surprisingly, Robert, the son of the Marquis of Winton, actually led fifty warriors to attack the baggage troops of the Otlan army. As a result, they were surrounded and annihilated by Xun, and Robert was captured by Baron William himself.

In less than a week, William and Curt had completed the sweep of the Marquis Cook family's domain. The Marquis of Winton was besieged in his castle and found himself in a desperate situation on all sides. He had planned to escape by boat, but Lankite directly used a spell to destroy the ship that had just pulled up the canvas. It was a fatal blow, and now the Marquis of Winton could only fight with his back.

Like most castles, there is a large open space in front of Fort Cook, where the Marquess of Cook is hiding. Behind it is a sandy beach and a marina, second only in size to the deep-water port of Bergna. Under the command of Baron William, the soldiers were moving into position. They perform their duties and line up in neat queues. Before the start of the offensive, there are still some small dramas that have to be staged.

The Marquis of Winton appeared on the low tower, and Curt could see his agitation and anger. To Ke's surprise, the Marquis of Winton actually started a speech in public. He had counted the persecution of mages in Aotran, the land of swords, and tried to turn against Curt. At the time of speaking. The Marquis of Winton was literally spitting. He yelled from the tower. There was a vicious glint in his eyes.

To Curt's disbelief, the Marquis of Winton seemed to be very confident in his speech. He even made a bold claim that he would fight alongside the city of a thousand laws, conquer all of Otland, and then dedicate the throne to Curt. The Marquis of Winton himself, on the other hand, was content to keep his position as Marquis. His expression was unusually fanatical, and it was obvious that he sincerely thought that he could succeed in the separation.

In the case of Curt, he was the first to know intuitively. How stupid and arrogant certain aristocrats are. It seems that because of the too rich gifts left by his ancestors, the Marquis of Winton thought in his heart that he was a proud son with a destiny. He has no doubt that he has the ability to turn things around at any disadvantage. This useless arrogance was only exchanged for a yawn from Curt, who had become too lazy to say anything.

So the gallows was erected step by step, and stood alone in the wilderness. It was the end point for the Marquis of Winton and the prelude to another grand war. The Marquis of Winton shouted hoarsely from the tower, but he did not see what he expected. But Curt called Evelyn over, and said with disdain:

"Remember, Evelyn. The glory and wealth passed down from generation to generation, and the lofty status passed down from generation to generation. It is harmful to the improvement of a person's moral cultivation and wisdom. From birth, some nobles have been protected from the dangers they deserve. There is no reason to be high above and dominate the fate of others. In the long run, they will take it for granted, forgetting how their ancestors fought horses all their lives, and only then did they get back today's Antai...... I'm sorry, Lord William, but I'm not talking about you. ”

Baron William, who was in attendance, waved his hand to show that he didn't care. He looked at the tower with a wry smile, and looked at the Marquis of Winton, who began to roar angrily, threatening to tear Curt to pieces and feed the fish, and said:

"You're right, Master Curt. My father has always sternly warned me that I should never forget that I am just an ordinary man. Our subjects serve us and receive our protection, just as we serve and are protected by the royal family. It seems to be a powerful power, but in fact, it will backfire at any time. Humility is a virtue that cannot be forgotten, and arrogance only brings ruin. ”

"If I have the chance, I must go and see your father. ”

Kirt nodded and ended the conversation. Then a small wooden platform was erected, and a wooden stake was driven in front of it. A craftsman walks up to the wooden platform and skillfully sharpens the stakes. The Marquis of Winton, who was on the upper floor, opened his mouth wide, he had a little insight and roughly guessed what was going to happen next.

On the orders of Baron William, Robert, who had been tossed half-dead, was dragged out. He was charged with treason, and he pleaded guilty screaming at the executioner's three strokes. Robert, who had been stripped of a piece of his fingernail, trembled and wailed to his father for help. He begged the Marquis of Winton to open the city and surrender, but the Marquis of Winton was not stupid enough to agree.

So Robert was put to a stake, and the soldiers beat him to death when he tried to struggle, then took off his trousers, parted his legs, and pressed him to the top of the sharpened stake. Curt heard the most poignant screams that had reached the limits of humanity. The two soldiers clamped down on Robert's upper body, allowing him to be weighed down by his own weight, millimeter by millimeter.

Blood trickled down the stake to the ground, quickly absorbed by the dirt. From the eyes of Baron William, Curt found the pleasure of revenge. As for the expression of the Marquis of Winton, it was very indescribable. He looked like he was demented, probably overwhelmed by the reality of his imagination.

Robert struggled for several minutes, like a fish on shore. The stake slowly invaded his body, gradually approaching the deadly position.

"Prepare for battle!"

When the figure of the Marquis of Winton disappeared from the castle tower, Baron William gave the order. Twenty of Curt's mercenaries quickly entered the position, each with a dozen bullets. Gordon, Cameron, Frost Giant Bloom, and Bredo the Minotaur have found their positions with great anticipation. Behind them were Kate Blue, Randall, and the High Mage Griffin.

Soon, the gates of Fort Linhai were opened. More than a hundred fighters drove several times the number of peasants out and pounced on the stake that pierced Robert. The Marquis of Winton was not among them, which was expected. The archers of the crusading army scattered the peasants with two volleys, and then Commander Valen led the cavalry in a charge.

At Curt's orders, the mages conducted a round of remote support. The Extreme Range Extended Fireball Technique blasted the enemy to the ground, and Lan Kate's time-extended range extreme cold ray swept through thousands of troops, directly turning more than a dozen soldiers into ice sculptures.

In less than ten minutes, the battle was over. There were so few people willing to swear allegiance to the Marquis of Winton that Valen stabbed the knight with a single shot, and the remaining enemy began to disintegrate and crumble. The cavalry hastily pursued for a short distance before turning back. When the remnants of the defeated army had fled back to the castle, Baron William strode out and shouted with great vigour:

"In the name of His Majesty the Gulrant, I command you to surrender! I am Baron William, the commander of this crusade! I advise you to open the gates of the city at once and send Winton out! He has been stripped of the title of Marquis for treason! Anyone who does not come to his senses will be guilty of the same crime as Winton! On the contrary, whoever captures him alive will be rewarded with five hundred gold coins, and all his sins will be pardoned, and his family will be protected! You will have thirty minutes to make a decision! We have Ottran's most elite army with us, as well as the strongest divisions sent by our allies! I warn you, don't force me to tear down the entire seaside fort!"

As Baron William spoke, six hundred warriors rhythmically struck the ground with their spears or their shields with their weapons. They show with their actions that they are the battle-hardened wolf and tiger army. After that, there was silence for about five minutes, and then there was a commotion from inside the castle. The Marquis of Winton was clearly not a man to serve in a critical moment, and when the shadow of death fell, his team began to split from within.

The sounds of fighting, screams, and constant walls were heard, moving and expanding inside the Fort Linhai. Not long after, a group of farmers opened the gates, and 66 ran out one after another. The already prepared raiders were divided into two parts, one to supervise those who had escaped from Fort Linhai, and the other to charge in under the leadership of Valen. The noise in the seaside fort suddenly became louder, and soon became softer again.

In the end, Valen led more than a dozen guards out of Fort Linhai, holding a rope in his hand and the other end around the neck of the Marquis of Winton. The Marquis of Winton's hands were tied behind his back, his body was scarred by the sword, his face was blue and purple, and his left eye was swollen like a steamed bun. His ancestral armor had been stripped off along with his clothes, and he could only tremble on his upper body. The Marquis of Winton was deliberately struck with a stick on his left leg, leaving him limping forward.

Under Curt's gaze, Baron William strode towards the Marquis of Winton. When they came face to face, he threw a punch that slammed into the face of the Marquis of Winton.

"Say!Who is the sand snake that hired the viper's lair to assassinate Lord Henry?!"

Baron William's red eyes roared, and he kicked the Marquis of Winton in the lower abdomen again. It didn't work very well, and the Marquis of Winton spat sour water, unable to speak. Curt hurriedly ran over and dragged the murderous Baron William away. In his place was the executioner, and predictably, the Marquis of Winton was as spineless as Robert.

"It's the Holy See, it's the Holy See, I didn't want to kill Master Henry, the one who died should be Curt, ahhhhh

When the bridge of the Marquis Winton's nose was twisted and torn by the pliers, he kicked his legs and shouted in reply. Not many people heard it, and many more pretended not to hear. Baron William gave Curt a deep look, and then said coldly:

"I know, the snake's lair is in the territory of Jepeng, and Jepeng can't get out of it. Right now...... Hang this traitor, hang him until his body is covered with maggots, and hang him until he turns to bones!"

Baron William pointed hard at the gallows and gave the order. (To be continued......)

PS: Regarding the power consumed by Ani, it should be like this. Otherworldly creatures that are not summoned and come to the main material plane will continue to consume energy. And Ani, in desperation, fought with all her strength against Ioham, and lost, which will naturally cause huge losses. Many otherworldly creatures are immortal, and time is meaningless. In their eyes, tens of thousands of years are just a doze.