Release that Witch - Chapter 1233

[Chapter 1202 The Battle of Thunder]

The camp of the Hongshimen and the Fang family is located on the road outside the city. It was originally a post house for the caravan mercenaries, but now it is specially set aside for the use of the mission.

Since it is backed by Shenchi Bay, it is almost impossible to encounter any danger, so there is only a low wooden fence around the post, and there is no access control.

In addition, the only force that might pose a threat to the mission was precisely the other mission, so the two sides had no intention of guarding each other’s gates. Indicates the ownership of the respective camps.

Of course, most people know that this dividing line is only a symbol.

As long as the lord of Shenchiwan did not make a decision, the two missions would not completely tear their faces apart, so the sentry guards usually arranged were just for fun, not to mention that it was still raining heavily outside.

Therefore, when the Centuries of the First Army approached to a distance of 200 meters from the post, the two families were still unaware.

The knights didn’t realize that the situation had changed until the sound of persuading them to surrender penetrated the rain curtain and rang above the camp.

“This is the First Army of Greycastle, and now it has officially taken over Shenchi Bay. According to the laws of Neverwinter, your current behavior constitutes the crime of illegal occupation and armed interference. You are limited to disarm and surrender within a quarter of an hour. Otherwise, we will take coercive measures, and you will be responsible for all consequences!”

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be inexplicable.

The head of the Tusk Mission opened the curtain and saw a man standing outside the fence, holding a strange cylinder and shouting loudly.

Not far away, there is indeed a flag hanging down, with a different-colored emblem looming on it, which is definitely not the common family crest of Langxin.

It’s just that he still couldn’t connect the sudden appearance of hundreds of people with Graycastle.

For him, it was a distant and strange country, which usually only appeared in various rumors.

The other people were covered by cloaks, and the rain slapped them mercilessly, making them look in a state of distress, which was ridiculous and pitiful from a distance.

In addition, the sparse team clamored to forcibly disarm seven or eight hundred people, which intensified this unrealistic feeling.

The regiment leader went downstairs and found that the mercenaries on the first floor were huddled by the window, cursing the other party’s relatives in extremely vulgar language, and making all kinds of obscene gestures. If it wasn’t raining outside, no one would want to get wet easily. Wet themselves lest they have spit in the shouter’s face.

They are worthy of their despicable backgrounds, the leader thought gloatingly, but as a nobleman, he must be more considerate.

For example, what to do if the other party is really from Graycastle.

Perhaps we should first look at the reaction of our old enemy Hongshimen.

After all, what this group of people wanted was to surrender their arms and surrender, so it was impossible for him to actually issue such an order, not to mention that if he was the only one who sent his subordinates to negotiate, he would feel inferior.

With such a long distance between the two sides, the regiment leader doesn’t have to worry about the other party’s sudden attack. The mercenaries already have their weapons at hand, and there is no sign of a horse in the “cloak man” team, which is enough for his men to prepare.

In this careless arrangement, time passed by every minute and every second, and he completely ignored the warning from the First Army, or in other words, he didn’t realize the threat in the warning at all.

For wolf-hearted nobles, fighting is a time-consuming and clear-cut process. From observing the enemy, making a decision, giving orders, and forming an formation to meet the enemy, it is all done step by step within the range of sight, even if It is stronger than the Hermes Church, and it does not break away from this category.

It can be said that the First Army, which has been baptized by the devil, is not at the same level as these nobles just from the level of consciousness.

The fight broke out so suddenly that almost no one could react.

When a quarter of an hour passed, the four mortars fired first—they completely replaced the heavy and inconvenient old-fashioned front-mounted field guns. Although they were not as powerful as the fortress guns, they were more than enough to deal with simple fortifications and wooden towers. Disassembled to carry the action, soldiers are full of trust in this weapon, and they often use it as an offensive horn in the battle of unity.

The post two hundred meters away instantly turned into ashes, and the shouts of the envoys were also drowned in the roar of the shells—the wooden structure of the house could not withstand the blow of the mortar, and the airflow generated by the explosion tore the wall pillars As well as doors and windows, after several rounds of bombardment, the houses in the camp collapsed.

The commander of the squadron of the 1st Army gave the order to charge.

Everyone raised their guns and quickly surrounded the post.

More enemies were located behind the barracks, but the two families did not organize any effective counterattacks. A small group of fearless mercenaries rushed out from behind the smoke, but they were knocked down by successive gunshots.

In order to avoid stabbing people in the back, the First Army waited outside the post until the smoke and dust were suppressed by the heavy rain before climbing over the fence and continuing to advance inward.

Every soldier shot very cautiously, not because of kindness, but because they all knew that His Majesty’s mine needed more workers.

At the same time, the voice of persuasion sounded again.

This time, the majority chose to comply.

The exchange of fire came and ended as quickly as possible, and within thirty minutes, the threat of the Baron being in a dilemma no longer existed.

…

After returning to the Governor’s Mansion, Jean Bate still couldn’t recover from the previous fierce battle.

Although he had a psychological expectation of Graycastle’s strength, he never expected that they would be so strong that this was not like a conventional battle at all.

At this moment, the Baron finally understood what Iron Ax said, “It’s more intuitive to see with your own eyes than to talk about it” – as a witness, it was indeed difficult for him to describe everything he saw in words.

If I had to say it, it was a different kind of pleasing to the eye. The people of Graycastle performed every action silently in the rain, without any extra words or communication. This wordless silence and the deafening explosion formed a sharp contrast. almost more impressive than the weapons they wield.

What did these people go through to get to where they are today?

“Now do you believe that we can defend Shenchi Bay?” Iron Ax’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

Jean Bate found himself unable to say anything but nod.

“Relax,” said the other party with a rare smile, “You don’t have to be frightened by the strength of the First Army, especially after you decide to serve His Majesty Roland—any enemy attacking Shenchi Bay is equivalent to invading Your Majesty’s majesty, this is no longer a problem for you alone, don’t forget, you are also a part of Graycastle now.”

Part of Graycastle?

What a strange statement… The baron thought to himself, he had been in Wolfheart for so many years, and he never felt that the kingdom had any relationship with him, but in the tone of the commander of the first army, the two seemed to be naturally connected.

He didn’t quite understand why, but found that he didn’t resent this statement.

After a moment of silence, Jean Bate breathed a sigh of relief, “Leave the task of gathering the leaders to me.”

[End of this Chapter]