Into the city

Locke and Wyr led the cavalry platoon and gathered outside the west gate of Audis. Apart from them, there were also countless Faustian soldiers.

The sudden order to attack surprised Wyr and the others, who hadn't received the news beforehand.

Many of the densely packed Faustian soldiers were unfamiliar faces. Not only the Shalorians at the top of the city wall, but some of the Faustian soldiers who didn't know where their companions came from.

At this time, only big shots like Cardoj knew where these new soldiers came from.

Three days ago, Angelina told Locke to stay away from the east and west gates, but he couldn't not keep his promise to Glace. This was the best time to fulfill his promise.

Locke and his platoon originally didn't want to attack the west gate. It was Locke who persuaded Wyr to move to this position. Wyr still owed Locke three favours, so it didn't take long for him to agree to Locke's request.

Firstly, the defense of the west gate was similar to that of the north gate they had attacked before. Secondly, the combat power of the cavalry platoon was extraordinary. Half a day before the order was issued, the soldiers of the cavalry platoon had already mounted their warhorses. The combat power of a cavalry platoon with and without warhorses was not on the same level.

Why would cavalry be needed in a siege? Wyr could also make some guesses.

"Why aren't they here yet?" Locke thought. He had asked Henry to find a way to send Grace over yesterday. Although everything was tense before the war, it was very easy for a businessman like Henry, who could get along anywhere, to sneak a person to another place.

After a while, four people in Faustian's Falcon uniform walked over with their heads lowered. Locke hadn't noticed them until they got closer. Only then did he notice that three of them had different figures. They were obviously women.

Sure enough, when the four came over, the leader raised his head and revealed the face of a young man. "Lord Locke, I've brought the person you wanted."

Locke knew him. He was one of the lads in Henry's caravan.

"Got it. You can go now!" Locke waved his hand. The war was about to begin. It would be troublesome if a non-staff member of the caravan appeared here.

"Yes!" The young man answered and immediately turned back. He didn't want to stay a moment longer in a place where a war was about to break out.

After the man left, Locke looked at the remaining three curiously. "Why are Laffey and Kristin here too?" Locke looked at Glace speechlessly.

Kristin's height only reached his waist. She was wearing a large Faustian uniform, which made her look as awkward as she could be. Any normal person would notice that she was abnormal.

Grace did not say anything. She wanted to go into the city alone, but Laffey and Kristin had found out. Kristin insisted on coming with them, and Laffey, as a maid, also shouted to protect her mistress. He had no choice but to bring them all along.

Locke facepalmed. He could handle one person by himself, but three people would be too conspicuous. He had to ask Wyr for help.

"You guys!" He pointed at the three of them, placed them in a place, and went to look for Wyr.

Kristin stuck out her tongue mischievously, while Laffey looked indifferent and loyal. Glace remained silent.

Wyr was giving out orders. The cavalry platoon's mission was to rush in and occupy the gate as soon as it was breached and hold on until the infantry entered. Their platoon was carrying out the mission with Falcon's cavalry regiment.

"Lord Wyr," greeted Locke. Wyr stopped giving orders to the platoon jarl beside him and glanced at Locke curiously.

"Wait a minute," said Wyr to the people around him, and then walked towards Locke.

Locke brought Wyr to a remote place and said, "Lord Wyr, I want to bring three people into the city after we breach it."

Wyr stared at Locke with a sharp gaze. Coupled with the strong impetus pressure, Locke felt pressured.

After a while, Wyr remembered the relationship between Locke, Kenzir and Angelina. It was impossible for Locke to collude with the enemy, so he restrained his aura a little. "What do you want?" asked Wyr, puzzled.

"Well, it's not convenient to say." Locke spread his hands. He couldn't tell Wyr that he'd slept with a woman who looked like a Shalorian noble and was asked to bring him into the city.

Wyr glanced at Locke solemnly and said, "Remember, this is the first favour."

"Okay," replied Locke. He didn't know if it was worth it to use a favour from a high-rank Knecht in exchange for a promise to Glace, but he knew that he had to do it. Locke had always been very attentive to his woman.

Fortunately, Wyr owed Locke a few favours. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know what to do. There was a huge difference in difficulty between bringing three people into the city and bringing one person into the city.

In the Faustian coalition camp in the distance. "Are the casters ready?" asked Kenzir.

"Everything is ready!"

"What about the cavalry division?"

"Everything is ready!"

"Three divisions?"

"Everything is ready!"

...

"Then, let's attack!" With a wave of Kenzir's hand, countless messages were sent from all directions. All the troops at the front line charged at once.

"Kill! Kill! Kill... "

At this moment, there was only the sound of the Faustian soldiers charging and killing on the battlefield.

The result was obvious. The Shalorian defenders, who had been continuously exhausted by the Faustian soldiers for more than a week, only lasted half a night in the face of the frenzied attack of the three corps before the east gate was declared lost.

"No..." Sanchez, the commander of Shalor's capital guards, glared angrily. The bowl-sized puncture wound on his chest was extremely eye-catching.

The spear, which was big enough to serve as a gate pillar, fell into a pile of rubble at the side. What was unbelievable was that the spear, which was not much thinner than a tree trunk, had actually broken into two pieces.

On the other side, a Faustian general with his right hand covered in blood looked coldly at the seriously injured Sanchez. "In the name of my father, Woode Drais, I'll leave your corpse intact!"

As soon as Sanchez heard the name, his body trembled and he fell unwillingly.

Woode Drais was the full name of Woode, who had died in the battle.

The four margrave families of Faustian were different from those of Shalor. In order to inherit the title of margrave, they had to be a peak-level Knecht in order to be conferred the title by the royal family, in addition to the family's deep-rooted strength.

This general was the eldest son of the previous margrave, Woode, who had just been appointed as a margrave by the current Faustian king not long ago.

The new marquess was second only to Kenzir among the younger generation of Faustian. He was also a high-rank Knecht in the first place. However, after his father's death, he was appointed to become a peak-level Knecht with the help of his family's secret potion and the king's reward.

The rapid increase in strength was not without consequences. This new margrave would never be able to become a Ritter, and even his lifespan would be greatly affected.

With the east gate broken, the west gate of Audis became another place for the Faustian army to attack. Coupled with the fact that there were no high-rank powerhouses guarding it, the battle began to retreat.

"Hah!" Wyr waved his spear, and a visible impetus ripple spread to the top of the city wall. Countless Shalorians' limbs fell to the ground amidst screams.

"Charge!" Another jarl from Falcon, who was also a high-rank Knecht, patted his horse and led countless Faustian cavalrymen towards the west gate of Audis.

"Break!" The legion commander also activated his Dou Qi. Under the tremendous strength of this legion commander, the dilapidated west gate was directly smashed into pieces.

As the west gate was broken, teams of cavalrymen roared and rushed into the gate. They began to kill any living creature that wasn't a Faustian soldier.

"Let's go!" Locke didn't kill as soon as he entered the city like the other cavalrymen. Instead, he led the three strangely dressed cavalrymen behind him and turned in from the right side of the gate.

The killing around them continued. Lafite, who was behind Locke, looked angry. As a Shalorian, she couldn't stand the Faustian soldiers killing everyone she saw. If it weren't for her rationality and Locke holding her back, she would've probably gone berserk.

Kristin trembled in the face of the Faustian soldiers' brutality. She had also exchanged a few words with these Faustian soldiers. She couldn't believe that these soldiers would become so ferocious and terrifying in battle. Kristin was obviously terrified as she clutched Locke tightly with her small hand.

Glace, on the other hand, had no time to care about anything else and took the lead. As the capital of Shalor, Audis' streets were naturally intricate. They hadn't gone far into the city, and after a few twists and turns, they couldn't even hear the shouting at the city gate anymore. Locke couldn't determine his location from the houses around him.

"Where are we?" asked Locke curiously. Asked Locke curiously. He wasn't worried that Glace would bring him to a secluded place to harm him. First of all, he believed in Glace's character. Second, he believed in his own strength.

Glace didn't answer him and continued to ride forward. Locke could see that whether it was Glace, Lafite, or even Kristin, their riding skills were better than his.

Thinking of the possible identities of these people, Locke shut up. Even Solon, who didn't go to the battlefield much, was much better than Locke in terms of riding skills. It wasn't hard to guess the reason.

They were getting further and further away from the city gate. If it weren't for the charred smoke in the distant sky and the occasional burst of magic, Locke wouldn't have believed that this was the city that they had breached.

The only thing that matched the current situation he saw was that there was currently no one in the city.

He rode through the intricate alleys. The houses around him were tightly shut. As a low-rank Knecht, Locke could sense countless signs of life around him, hiding and shivering in these houses.

"They're all ordinary people..." Locke sighed.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but the sky was completely dark. Unfortunately, he couldn't see the stars tonight because the light of magic and flames blocked all the light.

"We're here." After a day of silence, Glace finally spoke for the first time today.