The Saxon Knights were so dizzy that they were beaten by the whirlwind. Even the battle-hardened knights were still human flesh. Some stones hit the ground where they advanced, frightening the knights' closest companion, the warhorses. The horses seemed to have never been to the battlefield, jumping and jumping to pull the knights off the horse. As a result, one of the knights' feet was still hung in stirrups and dragged them on the ground for a long distance.

"Roar." At this moment, the armed servants of the Wendell family's eyes were red and full of greed eyes. They waved their weapons and rushed towards the small group of knights who were attacked by the whirlwind cannon and were in chaos.

"Lord." The adjutant of Count Ulrich was ashamed. He had seen many expressions on the face of such a lowly and unhonest inferior infantry, including fear, flattery, and inferiority. However, this was the first time that this crazi look was to look at himself and his knights. Looking at him and his knights was like seeing a delicious meal. In panic, the adjutant turned his horse's head and ran towards the gate of the castle.

"Kill~~." The remaining knights were not so lucky. The armed servants surrounded the fallen knights and drove away the war horses with the spears in their hands. Under the threat of the spears, the war horsemen stood up and neighed in fear. During the running, they stepped on their master in panic, and the fallen knight was thrown into terror.

"Get away you lowly guys." The knight tried hard to get up from the ground, but when he fell, his bottle-shaped helmet tilted, and the vision hole ran aside. The darkness in front of him made him even more frightened. The knight waved his arms to try to drive away the lowly farmers.

"This is mine." But the knight's efforts seemed to be just a struggle before his death. They grabbed the knight's legs and dragged him on the ground, and started arguing about uneven distribution of spoils. When the knight wanted to kick the two rude farmers away, an armed servant pulled out a thick and smooth wooden stick at the end of his waist and hit the knight's bottle helmet hard. Under the violent attack, the knight was knocked out.

"Oh, God, ah~~~~." Another knight was hit by the armed servants with the pole of the spear, because the tip of the spear was of no use to the knight in chain mail. The armed servants first used the flexible spear pole to slash the knight's body, and then a quick man stepped forward to lift the knight's helmet and inserted it into the gap with a sharp flesh-cutting knife. Before the knight was stabbed into the throat was dead, the armed servants rushed forward and stripped his armor and clothes naked. Even if they knew that the valuable items after the war would be deprived of the nobles, they still enjoyed it. Perhaps this was the greedy nature of human beings.

"Grachi~~~." Among the Saxon Knights, there were also extremely brave and witty knights. The two Saxon Knights got rid of the entanglement of armed servants. They grabbed the reins of the war horse passing by, worked hard several times before turning on the horse. The armed servants around were snatching the spoils of the war. In negligence, the two Saxon Knights actually broke through the armed servants of the Wendell family. They pulled out the daggers they wore and shouted slogans to send a Jedi counterattack. One end of the daggers was connected to their chests with a hinge, which could avoid losing in the chaos of combat.

"These idiots." Arod and Iv saw two Saxon knights passing through the defense line they set up and rushed towards the direction of the whirlwind cannon on horseback. Even without holding spears, the ordinary servants riding on the whirlwind horses were not opponents. Now the only ones who can deal with the Saxon knights are only two brothers. Arod and Iv, who are also knights, are not vague. They walked to the whirlwind cannon, held the sword in their hands tightly, stood side by side, and their knees were slightly bent, causing the center of gravity to move downward, and the sword in their hands was plowing.

"How are you going to fight?" Yifu moved his steps, but his shoulders were very stable. Although Yifu is a knight who likes to indulge in joy, his martial arts are very solid.

"When using low-level attacks, kill the horse first." Aruod gritted his teeth and shot the horse first. The knight riding on the war horse is too dangerous, but is it possible to attack the war horse that charges at high speed?

The two brothers talked briefly to each other. With just a little effort, the two Saxon knights had already rushed towards them, looking at the approaching war horses. One of the two war horses was millet-colored, and the other was brown. The war horses were sniffing, and their hooves were stepping into the soil to dig out small pits to bring out the soil. The knights on the war horses were desperately knocking the horse's belly with the golden spear on the heels, for fear that the war horses would not be fast enough.

"Kill~~." Looking at the war horse getting closer and closer, Yifu opened his arms and roared forward and ran forward. His half-tower body and strong face actually frightened the war horse under the knight's crotch and stopped running. The horse's head instinctively avoided the side. Even the urging of the knight on his back was useless. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yifu held the sword tightly with both hands and chopped the front hoof of the brown war horse. His strength was so great.

So sharp, the front hooves of the brown war horse were cut off in one go. The war horse fell to the ground in a wail, and the Saxon Knight fell heavily to the ground again. However, when the knight was struggling to stand up, Yifu waved his sword from the bottom direction, and the sword edge cut off the knight's neck. The blood began to flow like a trickle, and then a large gust of gushing out. The knight raised his hand and touched the wound with the chain armor gloves, then lowered his head and fell to the ground without moving again.

On the other side, Aruod cleverly avoided the short sword of the Knight on Suse war horse, turned his body to the other side, then held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, pressed the sword body with his right hand, and stabbed the horse with the tip of the sword, and stabbed it violently. The Knight on Suse war horse jumped and fell off the knight on his back in pain. At this time, Aruod leisurely stepped on the knight's chest and aimed the tip of the sword at the knight.

"Surrender, or fight again?"

"Um." The knight raised his head, looked at his killed companion, then looked at Aruod's sword, and had to let go of his right hand holding the dagger and raise both hands.

The raid of the Saxon Knights was simply a mess, because the Earl of Ulrisey did not expect that this kind of catapult could turn 360 degrees, so he did not hold the adjutant responsible for his defeat, but the loss of his subordinate knights cast a shadow on the defense of the castle.

"Fire, fire~~~~." On the night of that day, a whirlwind cannon outside the castle suddenly threw a pot full of whale oil into it. The linen strips were lit at the mouth of the pot. The pot was broken and the whale oil ignited when it encountered fire. Suddenly, the Fort Göttingen became a sea of ​​fire, forcing the Earl of Ulrissi to guard against the enemy's attacks while sending people to put out the fire. Duke Mason and his knights outside the castle all night seemed to be watching a farce, and of course they were in a particularly comfortable mood.

"Sir Arod, I appreciate your weapons and methods of combat, but we must conquer the castle, and that's the most important thing. What I want is a castle rather than a ruin." Duke Mason called Arod and said to him.

"Yes, my family and I will lead the soldiers to seize the Fort Göttingen." Arod bowed to the Duke and said confidently to Duke Mason. His tone was as easy as capturing a castle as if it was to take an apple from his own pocket.

"Oh, when?" Duke Mason saw Arod's confident appearance and became curious. Although Arod's whirlwind cannon and fire attack made Count Ulrisey run, as a military noble who is good at defense, Count Ulrisey will definitely take strict precautions, and it is definitely impossible to get a bargain in the night attack.

"Please wait patiently." Arod smiled slightly and said to Duke Mason mysteriously.

At the same time, Earl Ulrich was indeed as Duke Mason said. Even while putting out the fire, he was guarding the city walls and staring at the dark night sky. The camp of Duke Mason like a bonfire and stars. Every guard of the Göttingen Fort was tense. They knew that the enemy would rush up at any time, but as time passed, the fire in the castle was gradually under control. The guards in the castle found that there was nothing abnormal about Duke Mason's camp. Even the scattered attacks gradually stopped. The servants who operated the cyclone fell asleep beside the cyclone gun, and only some armed servants were setting their guards.

"It seems that the night has finally passed." Earl Ulris said to the adjutant beside him tiredly. His noble face was covered with black lines with thick smoke, his clothes were dirty, his voice was hoarse as parchment paper scraped on the matte, and his bright cloak was burned by fire, and he could not tell that this was a prince at all.

"The Count also asks you to go back and rest. As long as we stand on the city wall, we don't have to be afraid of the enemy's tricks." The adjutant held his sword and assured him firmly that the failure of the battle to leave the city made him lose all his face. The adjutant was afraid of losing the Count's trust in him and tried hard to regain his reputation.

"Don't let go of your guard, don't underestimate your opponent." Earl Ulrisey no longer dared to underestimate Duke Mason's side. Just by this catapult that even the Byzantine Empire did not have, you can see how powerful Duke Mason's power is. Of course, this is a misunderstanding of Count Ulrisey.
Chapter completed!