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"Ling, are you sure you can convince the other side to surrender?" Gao Lan frowned as he looked at the Vastia soldiers who were still fighting to the death with one-third of their battle damage taken.

"Your Highness, don't worry, even if you fail to persuade them to surrender, I have a backup plan."

Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, and the [Zhaoxin Water Mirror] in her hand lit up slightly, turning into healing water and spreading around the battlefield.

Now that the island is filled with the power of dragon veins, she can release advanced spells with almost no effort. The same must be true for the choir nuns in the city.

However, she has the backing of Ishtar, the daughter of the Dragon God. As long as the opponent dares to use strategic magic, she can make the opponent suffer.

"I hope so." Gao Lan did not return the sheath of his sword, but stared at the city wall, holding a bone whistle tightly in his left hand.

As an ace unit, there is absolutely no doubt about the combat effectiveness of the Naga Swordsmen.

The same number of soldiers will definitely collapse like chickens and dogs under the attack of Naga.

But the Vastia soldiers in front of them were not only fearless of death, but also skilled in cooperation and well versed in coordinated operations with multiple arms.

If she hadn't asked Vimona to lead the siren banshees to cover, and use the skill [Famous Sword*Si Ming] released by [Dragon Bird Sword] to protect the Naga swordsmen, they would have lost more than half of them now.

Even if there is a temporary truce, she must be prepared for the shooters on the city wall to launch a sudden attack.

Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka

A few minutes later, the smoky city gate, covered with arrows and bullet marks, opened under the shocked and delighted eyes of the Vastia soldiers and Nagas.

A knight with armor covered with scars led several knights to the front of the battle. He took off his helmet, revealing a young and resolute face, stared at Ling and Gao Lan and asked:

"Where is Her Majesty the Princess?"

"Haha, look there!" Ling pointed to the top of the ruins of a sentry tower at the port, with a smile on her face.

"Your Highness." Seeing Donna, who was chained, blindfolded, and being held hostage by an archer in a green cloak, Tristan was furious and immediately wanted to rush to rescue her.

Gao Lan and Ling looked at each other, then stepped aside and allowed the other party to rush into the formation.

Seeing that he was getting closer to the ruins of the sentry tower, Tristan planned to kill the archers and rescue the princess.

But at this moment, a childish voice with a hint of joking made his body freeze.

"This is the place where Perona protects!"

The aqua blue sword energy accurately killed Tristan's war horse, leaving six bottomless sword marks on the ground in front of the ruins of the sentry tower.

"Tristan!" Several knights were shocked and immediately drew their weapons to attack Perona.

"Stop it all!"

Tristan, who was rolling on the ground, just glanced at Perona and understood that even if several knights were together, they were no match for Perona. If he charged forward forcefully, he would only die.

Looking at Gao Lan who was leading the Naga swordsmen to surround him, Tristan stood back to back with his companions and said with a sneer:

"Kill us and my companions will avenge me."

"Don't worry, I'm different from you. I still understand why the two armies are fighting without killing each other. As long as you lead the army to surrender, I can let her go."

Gao Lan said in a deep voice.

"You want to use Her Highness the Princess to make me surrender? Impossible." Tristan refused without even thinking.

"Please think clearly before speaking. Your people killed three hundred royal pirates. Drake has ordered the massacre of the city immediately after the fortress is breached."

Gao Lan pointed at the [Sun Never Sets Fleet] at sea and the broken limbs at the port, and said in a deep voice:

"Surrender to me and you can still save the lives of your men."

"The knights of Vastia are never afraid of death." Tristan growled.

"You are not afraid, but what about them?" Gao Lan pointed at the exhausted soldiers under the city wall and said in a deep voice:

"They all have family and friends, wives and children."

"Jinchao Island fell and they died. Will your king give them any compensation?"

"And if the princess dies, what will your king do to your family?"

"..." Tristan fell silent.

Jinchao Island is one of the important gold coin producing areas in the kingdom. If it falls, it would be nice if the king does not punish him. What kind of compensation is there?

The princess is the apple of the eye of the king and the prince. If anything goes wrong, the king may immediately deprive the Volantis family of their hereditary title and territory, and even Grand Duke Remiel will be speechless.

"Give me some time to think about it." Tristan looked up at the princess, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, three to 10 minutes at most." Gao Lan nodded and asked the Naga swordsmen to make way.

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As soon as he returned to the city, Tristan almost collapsed to the ground after dismounting, but luckily the accompanying knight quickly supported him.

"Don't make any noise and take me to the blacksmith shop!"

"Lord Tristan, are you injured?"

Bob, who helped Tristan into the blacksmith shop, looked at Tristan's pale face and the bleeding wound on his waist, and was suddenly shocked.

But as Tristan's newly appointed adjutant, Bob was still very sober after all. He immediately turned back and ordered the knight behind him:

"Kuwait, go to the castle hall and ask the nuns to come and treat you. If someone asked for information, they said they were treating wounded soldiers."

"Yes." Kuwait was a little flustered for a moment and hurriedly ran out of the blacksmith shop.

"Bob, do you think I should surrender?" Tristan looked at Bob who was carefully dismantling his armor and said with a confused look on his face.

"You are my master now. No matter whether the decision is right or wrong, I will support it." Bob's hand movements stopped for a moment and he whispered.

"If possible, how I wish I was just an ordinary knight now, so that I could fight to the death with the opponent regardless of everything."

Tristan said with a wry smile.

"..." Bob wordlessly found a copper kettle from the blacksmith shop, scooped out water from the earthen jar, and put it on the stove.

Although he didn't say it clearly, his actions showed that he would follow the other party unswervingly.

As steam emerged from the copper kettle, Kuwait quickly poured it into the copper basin and began to clean Tristan's wounds.

At this time, Kuwait was belatedly arriving.

Bob was about to scold Kuwait for taking so long to come back, but he was slammed against the wall.

Feeling something was wrong, Bob tried to draw out his weapon, but was hit on the head by the opponent. He fell to the ground, his head buzzed, and he completely lost his ability to fight.

"Priest Siren?"

Seeing Siren following Kuwait, Tristan struggled to stand up, but was directly pressed down by Rektor who walked into the blacksmith shop.

"Kuwait, Rektor, are you crazy?" Tristan, who was pinned to the ground by Rektor, roared at his two compatriots.

"Sorry, Lord Tristan, I must be responsible for everyone's lives." A trace of guilt flashed in Rektor's eyes.

"I heard that the other party used the princess as a hostage to persuade them to surrender?" Seeing that everything was a foregone conclusion, Sirin asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." Tristan took a deep look at Rektor and Kuwait and smiled bitterly.

"What are your plans?" Xilin raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but ask.

"......"

"Okay, I understand what you are thinking, so no need to talk nonsense, just take him out!" Sirin smiled coldly and said to the two knights.

"Kuwait, Rektor, put Lord Tristan down, he..."

Bob, who barely regained consciousness, saw the two men pushing the seriously injured Tristan out of the blacksmith shop. Just as he was about to stop him, he was knocked unconscious by Recdo's punch.

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Outside the fortress, Gao Lan frowned when he saw that half an hour had passed, the sky was getting dark, but the city gate had not been opened.

The Harpy in charge of reconnaissance has already reported to him the battle situation in other places.

At present, Claudia and Kuchi have defeated the Vastian army blocking the way, and are less than half an hour away from the Golden Stone Fortress.

"Gonti, Perona, prepare to attack!" Gao Lan pulled out the [Dragon Bird Sword] from his waist and said solemnly.

"Hey, Perona can't wait any longer!"

The black-haired girl happily rushed to the front of the formation, looking full of fighting spirit. Under her influence, the morale of the Naga swordsmen also increased steadily.

But at this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out.

Feeling that things might be turning around, Ling immediately grabbed Gao Lan and said, "Wait a moment, Your Highness, let me ask the Siren Banshee what happened above."

Gao Lan thought for a moment and blew the bone whistle.

Soon, a siren flew down from the sky and turned into a human form.