Shortly after Fang Yuan and his entourage entered the castle, the army of the Frey family suddenly appeared and surrounded the entire castle.

"This is the time... the wolf is really coming!"

Fang Yuan stood on the wall and looked at the army in the distance.

Under the green flag, Sir Alex's army has broken through thousands of people, and even wrapped up a large number of farmers with grass forks, and will go up the mountain.

"This is... in preparation for driving the people, is the ant attached to the siege?"

When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he could not help but shake his head.

Sir Frey’s hand is indeed very hot, because the folks he uses are all masters from the Baron’s direct control!

At this time, the hundreds of troops that had just lost in the castle and had low morale could not be consumed for a long time.

Even, no matter which side is dead, it doesn't matter to Sir Frey.

"A baron castle was under siege, but the nearby nobility did not respond. It seems that the baron has mastered the righteousness, and Frey has mastered the strength, and other lords have chosen to be a wall-viewer?"

This is really not good news for the Baron, because it represents the arrival of no reinforcements.

"So it seems... the office is also a broken ship, and Stan Dagong is almost overwhelmed?"

Fang Yuan’s heart sneered in silence.

At this time, a cavalry rushed out of the camp of the Frey army, came under the castle and shouted:

"Sir is a kind person, as long as Baron Shawshank admits his mistake and signs a repentance, he promises not to pursue it again!"

"Otherwise, we will break this castle! What happens when it happens, is something that everyone does not want to see!"

"Even if the baron decides to resist, if other soldiers and knights choose to surrender, Sir Frey will never pursue it, and will guarantee all your rights, such as wealth and land."

......

"Oh, protect our land and wealth!"

The Gray Knight didn't know when he came to the side, his face was ugly: "Who did he think he was? Baron adults? Just the same district jazz as us, dare to do this..."

"In fact, the strength of the Frey Knight has been completely normal to the Baron... If the office is soft, the book order will soon come down!"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "The winner dominates everything, it's that simple!"

"Sir Lun... you shouldn't..."

Gray's gaze instantly became cold and a little vigilant.

"Of course... As a noble jazz, but accepting another jazz forgiveness, this is a shame! So I will fight with the other side!"

Fang Yuan’s generous words and authenticity.

In fact, he is only following the rules of the rules of the nobility.

The ruling power of this world is still aristocrats and priests.

In the aristocracy, if you want to be not a nouveau riche, you must pay attention to the details and connotation!

What about people like Frey, even if they are stronger? Still not subject to consistent contempt and cold reception?

Even if he can win this time, even the booked Baron, I am afraid that in the future, it will be resisted by the nobility circle, either explicitly or implicitly. Unless it breaks all, it cannot be changed.

Because in the eyes of all nobles, he is 'the guy who breaks the rules'!

On the contrary, Baron Shawshank is a orthodox with a long history.

Sometimes, the big name is not worth a dollar, but sometimes it is as heavy as Taishan!

"Even... even if the Knott Kingdom can win, I am afraid it will not be too far to see such a guy... It’s like the ancients, the guys who are relying on the Lord, often have no good end, but loyal ministers, even the enemy. The loyal ministers will also be praised and honored. In the end, it is to erect values!"

In the world of Monge, the values ​​of the nobility are popular.

Frey of the upstarts, within a few generations, it is difficult to really squeeze into this circle!

Therefore, Fang Yuan will not choose the other party at all.

Although, if it is not because of the integrity of the inheritance, his starting means may be similar to the other side!

"Luen Knight..."

Gray is deeply moved.

The same as the baron's majesty, even he had a moment of shaking, at this time can not help but feel ashamed of his selfish ideas.

"Actually... I think we can still surrender!"

Fang Yuan suddenly blinked.

"You mean... swindle?!"

Gray looked awkward: "Do you still want to continue the war?"

"Of course, how can it become a defeated person for no reason? There are two hundred soldiers in this castle, plus you and me, and all the servants, enough to fight!"

Fang Yuanyi made a fist: "If you want to turn defeat into victory, this is the last chance!"

"This... I need to inform the Baron!"

The Gray Knight was somewhat moved, and he was still crying.

"Of course... such a big event, the baron must be decided!"

In fact, for the Baron's choice, Fang Yuan already has 80% confidence, and the other party will agree with his own ideas.

Because the baron at this time, there is nothing to lose.

......

At night, the moonlight falls and the water is calm.

Sir Frey with a group of elite cavalry and warriors, black and close to the castle.

“How much do you think is this possibility?”

He held a letter in his hand and his face was hesitant.

"According to common sense, the conditions that you gave to the jazz are enough tolerant, even if the knight is tempted, it is not impossible!"

Beside Sir Frey, Bishop Daniel said slowly.

The seals and vassals of this era, although they also have the connection of monarchs and ministers, are definitely not as absolute and close as the Eastern dynasties of the previous Yuan Dynasty, but contain powers and obligations.

The case where the king wants to die, and the minister has to die, will never appear.

The order of the seal was ridiculous, and the vassal refused to obey. The two sides took up the army and played a big fight, but it was more common.

Even the losers will not be deprived of everything, but will retain the last hope of a comeback. This is the kindness of the nobility, and the rules of the game in their circle, of course, only for the nobility.

At this point to the point where the mountains are running out of water, it is reasonable to have a knight betrayed the Baron Shawshank.

"I feel so too!"

The Frey Knight was a little hot inside, as if he had seen the moment he occupied the Baron Castle.

The night is deep, even if the torch is lit on the castle, it will not dispel the heavy sleepiness.

In the silence, Frey waved, and a thief came forward, imitating the rat's voice, and called it three times regularly. This is the agreed secret code.

Dangdang!

Not long after, there seemed to be a slight commotion on the wall, and the gate of the castle slowly opened.

"Bishop... look?"

Looking at the black hole in the gate of the castle, Sir Frey hesitated again, looking for Daniel: "Great death, can you guide me?"

"Sir Frey, we are God's servants, we can only listen to the will of God, and the gods are high, how can we pay attention to such a small matter?"

Bishop Daniel immediately reprimanded dissatisfied.

If Hess is coming, even if it is just a will, the enemies in the castle are playing tricks, and there is nothing to be seen.

However, the pastor and the priest are only servants of the gods. How can they ask the gods to act for them in turn? If you change to a saint or a pope, you may still be a little hopeful, and he is purely a dreamer.

However, as a supporter of the Church of Death, some of the requirements of Sir Frey must be met.

Therefore, Daniel closed his eyes and gave feedback in an instant:

"I feel the breath of death! Within the castle, someone should have returned to my return!"

"So, fire is true?!"

Frey's eyes are bright, no longer hesitating: "rush in!"

唰拉拉!

A large number of soldiers with a desire for excitement and wealth, or the purest destructive desire, maintained an amazing discipline and sneaked in.

Soon, the city sent a safe signal.

Seeing this scene, Frey chuckled and rushed into the castle.

However, what he did not know was that just after he rushed into the castle gate, the secretly observed Fang Yuan immediately ordered: "Action begins!"

Rumble!

A violent explosion emerged, a large group of fires filled the castle gates, and the surrounding soldiers were immediately torn apart by the storm, or simply fled and fled, and passed out in midair.

"This is... trap!"

Bishop Daniel’s light of a layer of magical light emerged for him to resist the damage, but he saw it sullenly. The original gate of the city gate had been completely buried by the gravel, and it was turned into the inner and outer heavens!

"kill!"

"Stop the invaders!"

A burst of shouts emerged from all directions.

At this time, the Frey party had no advantage in number, and fell into a well-arranged trap. It was immediately shot by a chaotic arrow and the team was completely scattered.

"A natural halo, open!"

On Fang Yuan, two halos emerged, and the interlacing released the light that shrouded the battlefield.

The advancement of the Scourge Knights originally required the spirits and resentments, plus the talent of the dreamer, to create the illusion, and to marry a little pastor, naturally a piece of cake.

"The Scourge Knight!"

Bishop Daniel looked at the crowd, and Fang Fang, who was invincible, looked very strange: "Lun, I met again... At this time, I really gave me a big surprise!"

......

Just outside the castle, while deep in the castle, inside the baron's bedroom.

The cry of the cricket came, the Baroness, Timo, and Tanya were all looking at the baron on the bed.

At this time, he has already reached the end of his life.

"Dear...you listen, the plan is successful!"

The baroness looked at Baron Shawshank and saw that the other party had been wide-eyed, paying attention to the movements around him, and could not help but go forward and gently said.

"well……"

Baron Shawshank struggled to mention Momo: "The next thing is handed over to you, and Tanya, you have to help your brother..."

After talking about the will, he looked at the direction of the rumor; his face was full of pity and unwillingness, but after all, he could not say anything, his arm fell softly on the bed...