Casting spells

In just three days, at least 2000 scattered private troops of nobles were massacred. The corpses and heads were still showing off in front of the city gate for the soldiers guarding the city wall to watch, which greatly affected the already low morale.

Right now, instead of cutting off the river as originally planned, Tilsburg pierced the queen's heart like a sharp dagger, but was surrounded by three layers of inner and outer layers. The outside world exchanges limited information, basically deaf and blind.

Anyone who knows anything about war understands how terrible it would be if the sources of intelligence were lost.

Not to mention anything else, just those unlucky ones who have been wiped out will crawl out of the world of the dead and shout the word "injustice".

You must know that the news they received before is that everything is going well, otherwise they would not rush over to join us, for fear that they would be excluded from the spoils conference after the victory if they came late.

Unfortunately, plans never change fast.

Who would have thought that the anti-insurgency army that had been blocked in the Great Swamp would descend on the gate of the fort overnight and block the connection with the outside world.

Holding the terrified expression of the defenders on the top of the wall, the old general asked without looking back: "Master, three days are up, can I start giving the attack order?"

"Of course! Just don't forget, when the battle is over, I don't want to see the third living person after the two first offenders are eliminated." Isolt reminded coldly.

"All? Even servants and merchants?" Taser frowned subconsciously.

Isolt smiled and asked in a calm manner: "Do you think the servants and merchants who are still inside at this time will stand by our side? No! They are all with the rebel gang! To be truly loyal to the Queen, Finally, the people of the kingdom have already returned to the capital of the kingdom to report the news as soon as possible. Do it boldly, Her Majesty the Queen will be your most solid backing. And you yourself will become the hero of the kingdom, fierce and cruel in the eyes of the enemy executioner."

"Understood!" Taser nodded lightly, pulled out the sword that symbolized power hanging from his waist, and shouted at the army standing motionless: "For the queen! For the kingdom! Attack! Kill them all!" All rebels! Bring their leader before me!"

boom!

Tens of thousands of soldiers shimmering with dim light turned into entities, and the weapons in their hands hit the ground forcefully, making a loud noise.

next second...

They turned into spirit bodies again, passed through the city wall at an unimaginable speed, and appeared beside the defenders out of thin air.

This sudden onslaught was obviously beyond the expectations of the low morale defenders. They couldn't believe it in their dreams. The city wall they had placed high hopes on was useless, and the enemy even directly regarded it as air and decoration.

"what!!!!"

"No! Don't kill me! I don't want to die!"

"Surrender! I surrender!"

……

In less than 5 minutes from the start of the full-scale attack, the defenders on the city wall collapsed for thousands of miles, and countless soldiers threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground, trying to escape death in this way.

But the spirit soldiers didn't pay any attention to it, and still strictly carried out the massacre orders issued by the commander, even though the other party knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, constantly telling them that they still had family members and children waiting to be fed.

In the blink of an eye, the walls of Tilsburg were stained red with blood, stumps, places and internal organs. No matter whether they were nobles or ordinary soldiers, no one was lucky enough to escape.

Not to mention them, even the few cooks who were in charge of cooking and cooking, and the female captives who were captured as tools to vent their desires, all turned into cold corpses without exception.

Cool!

ruthless!

Efficient!

This group of creatures created with the rules of death and mortal souls fully demonstrated what the ultimate killing efficiency is.

They are different from those undead who hate living creatures extremely in their hearts and only swarm up in a mess. Not only do they have the ability to think independently, but they also know formation and coordination.

Thousands of defenders were almost dead and wounded in less than 10 minutes, and only a handful of elites retreated to the high-level castle to fight stubbornly.

"Damn it! What the hell kind of monster is this? My sword! My sword can't hurt them!" A knight yelled angrily, while waving his long sword and shield and retreating steadily.

The original solid armor on his body has been cut several times at this moment, and the shield is almost deformed.

But helplessly, no matter how superb his martial arts skills are, if he hits the opponent a few times, it will be like stabbing into the air in the end, without any effect at all.

despair!

true despair!

Even brave people will inevitably fall into panic when facing an unkillable enemy. If they don't know that the other party will not keep prisoners at all, I believe they will be willing to throw down their weapons and choose to surrender instead of dying like they are now. , just to be able to live for a few more minutes, or even a few seconds...

The first thousand and 130 second chapters must bear the responsibility of the loser

An hour later, when the last resister fell in a pool of blood, this short but efficient siege battle had come to an end.

Seeing those family knights and soldiers loyal to him being brutally killed by the enemy one by one, Baron Marais, who had served as a high-ranking officer in the kingdom's army, trembled slightly all over his body.

Of course, it wasn't because he felt fear, but because he was unwilling, angry and ashamed.

He originally believed that the reason why the enemy did not attack immediately was that they were not sure of taking down the heavily defended military fortress in a short period of time, so he adopted the strategy of besieging and not attacking.

But now, Taser slapped him so hard that his face was almost swollen.

His previous self-righteous targeted defense strategy was as ridiculous as a clown in the eyes of his opponents.

But these are not the most important. The most important thing is that he understands that the family that has been passed down for more than 300 years will end in his own generation.

It is not difficult to judge from the merciless killings of those weird soldiers that this time there will never be any noble privileges, let alone paying fines to pardon capital crimes.

"Ah, good afternoon, Your Excellency the Baron. I'm afraid you didn't expect that we would meet so soon?"

Isolt walked into the room stepping on the blood-soaked red carpet, his tone full of ridicule and irony.

Although he himself was not very interested in politics at first, and the reason why he participated in it was to serve his master, but unknowingly, he began to like this feeling of manipulating other people's fate, especially like to drive those self-righteous guys from the cloud into abyss.

"It's you! It's you again! What do you and Vilia want to do? Are you planning to drive us nobles to extinction?"

Before Baron Marais could speak, the court nobles who were already frightened into incontinence couldn't help jumping out and blaming loudly.

Although he has been trying to show his aristocratic demeanor who is not afraid of danger, his two trembling legs have betrayed his truest state of mind at the moment.

No one is not afraid of death!

Not many people will remain calm when facing death!

Anyone who can do this, either has great ideals and cruel revenge, and his character is so resolute that he will not be moved by any external objects.

Apparently the court aristocrats were far from being able to do this, so the posturing looked ridiculous.

"Kill all the nobles? No, she and I just want to take back some of the privileges of the nobles. It's all because of your greed for land, wealth, and power. The kingdom has continued from its establishment to the present. For more than 700 years, you have been accustomed to a high status, and you have forgotten why your ancestors raised troops and laid down this rich land. Her Majesty only carried out a little reform to lead the country out of the predicament. You can’t stop jumping out, even cooperating with foreign forces to try to subvert the king’s power. May I ask, if you were the king, what would you do to such a traitor?”

Isolt didn't show mercy at all, and directly tore his face, pointing at the core of the conflict between the two parties.

"No! It's not our fault! It's you! If you, the damn guy, didn't put that woman on the throne, the whole country would still remain the same." The court nobles roared angrily.

"Hahahaha! If I hadn't put Vilia on the throne, the kingdom would have perished long ago. All of you so-called nobles will be uprooted and exterminated by Kerwin. Your land will be confiscated, and your property will be rewarded To the lunatics who have made their mark, your wives, lovers, and daughters will be the tools of their desires. Remember, idiots, times have changed, and everything is not as slow as it used to be. It won't be long before, This continent will be caught in endless flames of war. Either adapt to the new rules, or be eliminated by the rolling torrent. Now, I declare that you have been eliminated. Come, send them back to the capital, Her Majesty needs a public The execution came to announce to the world that the era of nobility is over..."