The existence of magicians is extremely rare, but they are of great effect.

Even if you are just an ordinary magician, you may change the situation of a small war, let alone those more powerful magicians.

People are born with a sense of awe for magic. Even as a formal knight, they are absolutely unwilling to face a real magician.

But just today, just last moment!

Ten magicians took action and killed more than ten knights in an instant!

If it is just death, the knights are not afraid, but they will die in a split manner, which is a way of death that no one can accept.

However……

Just when the Phillit's knights were panicked, the first-class Iron Fist team members of Heric threw away the launcher in their hands and took out a new Iron Fist Bazooka from behind the horse.

After smooth and smooth launch preparations.

Fire again!

More than a dozen knights died tragically on the spot.

Do it again!

Good guy, the number of remaining people in the Knights on both sides is completely equal!

Come again...

No, no way to come again.

Those knights... actually retreated!

They took a walk and wanted to withdraw to the city.

So, seeing this, may the lord miss such a good opportunity?

"Intercept them!"

The Knights of Phillit, right?

Today, I, Margaret Villet, will let your troops be completely removed from the world!

"kill!"

…………

"What is that? Magicians? Ten Magicians?"

"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! I don't believe it!"

"Why do they have so many magicians in mere Winter Corps?"

Above the city wall, Marquis Fertley, who witnessed the defeat of the Knights, was almost collapsed.

No matter what, he never expected that the Knights, which were highly anticipated by him, would end up in such a crushing defeat after only one round of charge.

What made him feel particularly frightened was that the explosion in the Knights was obviously from the magician's work!

Even if it is as rich as Phillit, this territory has not yet recruited a magician.

But the result was that a remote territory he looked down upon actually took out ten magicians casually.

Are magicians all in your territory full of streets?

"My father...what should we do now?"

Looking at his father's hysterical roar, a hint of helplessness arose in Poly Phillit's heart.

Although he also mistakenly thought that the Lord's subordinates had recruited the magician, he was not surprised at the end of the battle.

only……

Even though he had already declared Feltley's defeat in his heart, as a son, Poly Feltley still could not blame his father.

The only thing he could do was ask his father about his next move.

That's all.

"Close the city gate! Close the city gate immediately!"

"Let the archers shoot arrows! Stop those Winter-leadered knights!"

At the reminder of Poly Fertley, Marquis Fertley finally recovered a little.

But at this moment, his face was covered with horror.

He subconsciously waved his arms twice.

Close the city gate!

He just wanted to close the city gate and block the terrifying knights from outside the city gate!

"But Father! Our soldiers are still outside the city! And our Knights..."

"Don't worry about them! Close the city gate! Damn it! Are you going to violate my orders?"

The order to close the city gate made Poly Phillite stunned.

The vast majority of the surviving soldiers are still outside the city, including the knights sent previously, have not yet rushed to the city gate.

If the door is really closed at this moment, wouldn’t it be a direct cut off the life of the soldiers and knights?

It’s a pity that the Marquis of Fertley now has no time to care about anything.

He just wanted to close the city gate so that he could get a little bit of security with it.

Even he cursed at this moment.

No one can violate his orders!

He didn't care about the lives and deaths of those soldiers and knights!

"I...I understand!"

"Close the city gate! Then... prepare to shoot arrows!"

Closed his eyes in despair, Poly Phillit seemed to have seen the tragedy that will be staged next.

The foundation of this territory, the loyal soldiers and knights, were cut off from their hope of life.

But... he couldn't stop all this from happening, which made him feel powerless.

"City gate...the city gate is closed!"

"Wait! Why do we have to close the city gate? We haven't returned yet!"

"Please! Open the city gate! Let us go home!"

The gates of Phillit City slowly closed under the control of the soldiers.

Then the soldiers under the city who witnessed this scene with their own eyes all wailed in despair.

They...abandoned...

Under the impact of that powerful knights, they were completely abandoned by their lords!

When he returned to the city, various weapons hit the heavy gate one after another.

But their power could not shake the gate at all. At the same time, they also welcomed a gift from the lord - a continuous rain of arrows sent by friendly troops.

Yes!

The archers on the city wall bent their bows and arrows, shooting the arrow feathers at every person close to the city gate without distinguishing each other.

Whether it was the soldiers on their own side or the enemy's knights, they didn't care about it, and only knew that they could shoot and kill everyone who dared to approach the city gate according to the orders of the lord.

"Madman! Really madman!"

With the defeat of the Knights of Phillit, the Lord's Miss naturally would not give up this great opportunity and rode her horse to chase the city near the city, waiting to rush into the city and win the final victory of the war.

She witnessed the indiscriminate shooting on the city wall with her own eyes and heard the despair wailing from the enemy.

Facing this scene, the lord felt a burst of anger burning in his heart!

She loved the people as much as her son, and she could not stand such a scene before her.

And the initiator of all this, the Marquis of Fertley, whom she called the madman...

"Herric! Blast the city gate with your Iron Fist Team!"

Wait!

Marquis of Fultley!

You will regret all the decisions you made!

You are no longer worthy of being the lord of this territory!

Boom me!

As the center of the rich lord, Fertley City has built a huge city gate with pure iron because of the wealth of lords of all generations.

The thick iron gate cannot be pushed with human power at all. It can only be allowed to use a winch to slowly open or close it.

According to normal circumstances, once such a thick door is closed, it means it is imperfect.
To be continued...