Marcos could hardly believe his ears. This is Fros City, far away from the front line! How could Paro's army appear here? There is no sign of sign? Even if the front line has a great failure beyond imagination, in general, there will be groups of defeated soldiers who retreat. How could it appear in Fros City all at once?

But this is the fact. Countless people cried and fled out of the city through the city gate, and many people were trampled to death while trampling on each other. It was completely impossible to resist such a wave of refugees by the soldiers at the city gate. The only thing Marcos could do was hide in a corner and wait for the flow of people to pass by.

When this wave of people passed, he found that he was the only guards at the city gate.

Now, he could also hear the sound of killing and guns from afar. The Stigia area rarely uses guns and cannons, the only exception is Paro. Because of its close contacts with the central countries, Paro's army was different from other countries in Stigia. They followed the central countries and equipped a large number of muskets and cannons.

The sound of cannons came from near the palace. It was obvious that Paro's army was suppressing the palace. Marcos knew that in the face of such a sudden attack, the proud army of knights of Casillos could hardly play a role. Not to mention that there was no decent army in the city at this moment. The war was still far away on the front line of one hundred ligas.

The black smoke column continues to increase, and has already spread most of the cities. It means that the invasion is not a small army, but a large army. No matter how incredible it is, it actually happened.

Marcos was alone at the gate of the city. His reason told him that it was best to escape in time while the enemy had not taken into account. But the other part of his body told him that he should stay here and do his duty until the last moment. But at this moment, what could he do like a janitor who had no weapons and was still disabled?

Fortunately, his family does not live in the city now. They should not be affected by the war for the time being, but no one can confirm this.

The thick smoke in the distance, that is, the thick smoke in the direction of the palace, has become increasingly larger. Judging from the momentum, it is almost like burning the entire palace.

Just as Marcos was hesitant and did not know what to do, he heard the iron hooves of the war horses rumbling. Then several riders appeared on the gravel pavement. They were not Paro cavalry, but Casillos' knights. Each knight had their coats painted on their breastplate. They slowed down near the gate of the city and finally stopped in front of Marcos.

"Marcos!" The leader of the knight recognized the identity of the janitor. But Marcos couldn't remember who this knight master was for a moment.

"Your Highness, I said that even if other militiamen escaped, Marcos would definitely guard the city gate! He had a knight's heart." The knight turned his head and said back. Only then did Marcos notice that there was a girl riding a horse among the several knights.

"Oh my God, Princess Irina!" Marcos finally recognized the girl's identity.

"Marcos, we can't hold it here anymore. We must take His Highness Irina away." The knight calmed down. "Can you find a way to hold the pursuers for us for a little while?"

"He's just an old militia..." another man said, his voice sounding younger.

"Shut up! If Marcos hadn't been injured and disabled, he would have been a Knight long ago! Marcos, can you do it?"

No matter how stupid a person is, he understands the price of this requirement. But even so, Marcos nodded.

"I will do my best," he replied.

"Let's go, Your Highness, Princess!" A knight rushed past Marcos.

"Uncle Marcos." He heard the princess call him. The princess had just held an adult ceremony and was, in a sense, a very young child. "I will not forget you. If possible, please tell me how to repay your loyalty and courage."

"I have three sons in the army, and I hope that His Highness will take care of them one day."

"According to the law, they will inherit your knight title and receive corresponding status and honor."

A few minutes later, when all the knights and horses were gone, Marcos realized the princess's words just now. He was no longer the janitor, Uncle Marcos, but Sir Marcos.

Marcos immediately started. He touched the door for more than ten years, and no one knew it better than him - from the advantages to the disadvantages, even a scratch was enough. He picked up a crowbar from the corner of the wall and pried all the nails above the door latch. Then he took out a tool hammer and smashed the crooked nails in again. After doing all this, he closed the door and latched the door, and made the small door latch that was single in and out in the same way. But all this was not firm enough, so he pulled out the spare door latch and embedded it in the groove outside the door.

Now no one can open the door in a short time. This door cannot be opened from the inside or from the outside.

The sound of new horse hooves sounded, and many horses rushed towards the gate from the streets of the city. Marcos heard someone shouting in an accent from other places, asking others to pull the door and open the door. But this was just futile. In this regard, they were too tender compared to Uncle Marcos. They worked in a hurry for a long time, but they didn't open the door.

Someone began to try to use weapons to lift the door latch, so swords stretched out from the crack of the door and moved up and down.

Marcos waved the tool hammer in his hand and methodically cracked the extended swords one by one.

Now, the Paros, locked in the city gate, realized that there was someone outside guarding him. They began to shout to him, first lying that they were carrying out the king's military affairs, and then making a reward. But when they understood that these were just futile, they began to curse and threaten to cut Marcos into pieces and feed the dogs.

Marcos took advantage of this time to block the shaft at the corner of the door with large and small gravel. In order to prevent anyone from digging out the gravel, he poured a whole bottle of glue in.

Let all these Paro guys know that Sir Marcos is not an easy character to deal with!

"Quick, climb down from the city wall!" someone shouted. But Marcos knew that it was just a bluff. The cavalry could not bring any ropes, and they could not jump off the city wall without ropes. As for whether they could find a rope, Marcos was not worried at all. Even if they could get down, it would take a long time to open the door and let the horse go out.

The facts proved Marcos' judgment. Some people cursed on the city walls, and some people shot and archery randomly, but they could not get down. Marcos leisurely checked carefully by the gate, and easily broke the futile attempt of the Paro people to try to pry the door open.

"Sir, let's take a detour!" Someone from the door suggested this, but he was immediately roared back.

"There are all blocked by fire over there, how can you surround me?!!!"

"Get the axe!" He heard someone shouting, and then there was a heavy slash and landing on the door.

The stupid young man, Marcos shook his head. If he really used an axe to split the heavy door, they would have to cut it until dawn tomorrow. It was enough for Marcos to wake up before considering this issue.

After chopping for a long time, the enemy finally gave up this stupid idea and replaced it with the bad idea of ​​"burning". The rolling heat wave brought some trouble, but when the heat wave disappeared, the door was still standing.

"The cannon is here!" Marcos heard the cheers across the door.

Also... it's time to end?

Marcos looked at the sky. Unconsciously, so long had passed and the sun was about to set. The time he delayed was not "a little" and the Paro people could not step out of the city for the whole afternoon.

He held the tool hammer tightly in his hand. The militia could flee, but the knights had to fight to the end.

"Prepare... let it go!" With this sound, he heard a huge roar.

This is the last sound he heard in this world.

...

Many military strategists later saw that the Paro people's behavior of crossing sister mountains in winter was a model of strategic maneuver, an extremely outstanding and perfect action. This was not only a surprising military choice, but also a severe test of the quality and logistics of the army. There is no doubt that there must be the support of the True God Church. After completing this great action that could be called a "miracle", Casillos's royal city was exposed before the Paro army, like a charming fruit without the protection of thorns.

Moreover, more perfectly, the royal family of Casilos and Saint Gene (as mentioned earlier, these two royal families have almost combined into one family) is a good time to gather the royal city in one go. There is no suspense about what happened next. Paro's army unexpectedly launched a sneak attack, and it completely overwhelmed the enemy in terms of military strength and equipment. In this case, Casilos' knights resisted bravely, but were outnumbered. Most of the royal members died in this massacre.

The only small accident was Princess Irina's escape. The young princess was the last person who was qualified to inherit the throne of the two kings in terms of blood and legality. He was the daughter of King Casillos and the granddaughter of King Saint Gene. Once the princess died, no one would be qualified to win the throne of the two kings - of course, from another perspective, too many people were qualified to win the throne.

For the Paro people, this accident can be said to be a sequelae of climbing the mountains. In order to complete this arduous march, they lost most of their war horses, so the princess was able to escape by taking the opportunity.

However, although it was a slight regret, Paro had achieved a huge victory after all. After this battle, most of Casillos' territory had been destroyed under the iron hoof of the conqueror.

However, the Paro people knew that the war was not over. In the two countries of Casillos and Saint Gene, each knight was loyal to the superior nobles and ultimately to the royal family. As long as the king's rule was not cut off, they could not end the war no matter how many tactical victory they achieved. On the contrary, as long as Princess Irina died, they could declare themselves as the final winners no matter how much casualties they paid. Because at that time, these two countries would have no leader and be at the mercy of Paro.
Chapter completed!