At the bottom of the castle wall, hundreds of thieves had already gathered!

They were hiding in the right angle of the wall, avoiding the arrows shot from above.

Some thieves even pulled out cross pickaxes, trying to dig into the wall in front of them.

However, after only a few swings, the arms of several thieves went numb, and curses came from their mouths.

"Damn it, this is too hard!"

"Is this entire wall made of granite?"

"Go to the gate, quickly to the gate, we'll cover you!"

"..."

Wearing a helmet, Lynn glanced down at layers of thieves below.

Lynn stepped along the wall and shouted to the soldiers, "Rolling wood and stones, prepare!"

Rose behind Lynn yelled loudly, repeating Lynn's words, "Rolling wood and stones, prepare!"

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers without armor began to lift the stones and logs at the edge of the wall.

Lynn's gaze was cold as he said, "Release!"

Rose, without any hesitation, shouted again, "Release!"

The rolling wood and stones pushed to the edge of the wall by the soldiers were instantly let go.

Nearly a ton of rolling wood and stones whistled down from the wall, smashing into the thieves huddled in the corner below.

Under this weight, dozens of thieves didn't even have time to scream as they were crushed.

Terrified shouts echoed ceaselessly beneath the wall.

"Rolling wood and stones."

"There are more rolling wood and stones on the wall!"

"Scatter, everyone scatter."

"Where is the cloud ladder? Cloud ladder."

"..."

Amidst the shouts, several cloud ladders were erected below the wall.

Thieves, without any cover or protection, stared at the rolling wood and stones and arrows, and kept climbing upwards.

Amid screams and bodies rolling off the cloud ladders, the thieves managed to reach the middle height of the wall!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

The sound of arrows breaking through the air rang out, knocking down four climbing thieves from the cloud ladders.

That was Wesley and his archers conducting a counterattack!

Seeing this, Lynn frowned slightly.

No long-range assault weapons, no siege engines...

What intrigued Lynn was what kind of magic the Iron Blood Brotherhood had.

To drive these thieves to attack the wall at the cost of their lives!

No one could answer him.

At this moment.

A soldier quickly ran up the wall and rushed to Lynn, speaking hurriedly, "Lord, the thieves are attacking the gate!"

Lynn frowned again and went to the part of the wall above the gate.

Looking down, he saw the thieves holding assorted iron tools, tearing at the iron plates on the gate!

Lynn shouted to the people beside him, "Everyone, focus the defense on the gate!"

Dozens of soldiers promptly responded, "Yes, Master."

Immediately.

Dozens of soldiers arrived at Lynn's position.

They pushed the rolling wood and stones on the wall, continuously hurling them down.

Painful screams rose from below the wall!

The soldiers didn't stop at all, repeating the same actions over and over...

Given the current conditions of the territory, apart from arrows, rolling wood and stones were the best defensive weapons!

No complex operation or exceptional skill required.

All it took was several soldiers working together to lift the rolling wood and stones onto the wall, then push them down hard to finish the action!

The weight of the rolling wood and stones, combined with gravitational acceleration, made their lethality even more terrifying than imagined!

After several rounds of throwing, the clamoring below the wall noticeably subsided.

Yet thieves still disregarded the arrows and rolling wood and stones, charging toward the gate.

The edge of the wall.

At some unknown time, Mike climbed up, witnessing the gruesome scene, he even forgot to breathe.

His face was full of terror, his eyes filled with helplessness.

Only at this moment did he realize how foolish and mindless it was to ask Master Lynn to deploy troops to rescue Master Boer.

This is war!

Without the wall as a reliance, a hand-to-hand combat would be happening now!

How many soldiers would die then?

...

In the wilderness five or six hundred meters from the wall.

A cavalry troop of several hundred hid in darkness.

No torches, no words.

They quietly sat on their horses.

Only the constant snorts of horses echoed in the cold wind.

At the forefront of the cavalry.

Wearing full plate armor and helmet, Anthony coldly watched the heated battle unfold at the wall.

From the time they charged the wall to now, more than ten minutes had passed.

The casualties were countless.

The cloud ladder had been placed on the wall, but their men still couldn't get onto the wall!

Without the cover of ranged weapons, no siege engines, climbing the wall was unimaginably difficult.

Only by piling up lives, consuming the defending soldiers' stamina!

Beside Anthony, the faces of Fan Ke and Tyrone were also grave.

Even though the dead were all forcibly conscripted from villages and towns, members of the Iron Blood Brotherhood.

They felt a heavy weight in their hearts upon seeing such scenes.

At this moment.

A frivolous, faint voice rose among them.

"It's over!"

Anthony's brow furrowed suddenly, looking to the right.

In the eyes full of darkness, Boer sat on horseback.

Anthony coldly asked, "What did you say?"

Boer, with pitch-black eyes, looked at Anthony, articulating his words, "I said, this war is already over."

"The wall is a chasm you'll never cross!"

"These well-trained soldiers will become your nightmare!"

"The prestige of the lord on the wall will envelop the entire border of the Karedi Empire!"

At this point.

Anthony's face was full of gloom, and he spoke, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say you'd support me to become the King of the Border if I acted as instructed?"

"Hehehe~"

Boer's mouth emitted a derisive and mocking laugh.

"Lord Anthony... with just you?"

Anthony snorted coldly, his words full of disdain, "Just a small wall."

"Watch how I seize it first!"

Anthony gripped the reins with his left hand, and with his right, lowered the visor of his helmet.

The silver-white metal visor instantly covered his face.

A low, echoing voice resonated from beneath the visor.

"Brothers of the Iron Blood Brotherhood, march with me!"

As Anthony's words fell, a resounding cheer arose in response.

"Alright!"

With Anthony's legs squeezing the horse's sides, the warhorse immediately galloped towards the battlefield ahead.

Nearly a hundred thieves of the Iron Blood Brotherhood also drove their horses, following Anthony onto the battlefield.

In the darkness of the wilderness, only Fan Ke and Tyrone remained with their two hundred Storm Mercenary Corps' cadre.

Fan Ke hesitated a moment, speaking to Boer, "Sir, you know I've always followed your orders."

"Now... what should I do?"

Boer looked at Fan Ke in surprise, "Lord Fan Ke, isn't this the time for you to follow Lord Anthony into battle?"

"Why are you still beside me?"

Fan Ke immediately fell silent.

Boer continued, "The soldiers of Marquis Ducas are on their way to suppress the thieves, this is your last chance."

"If you can't climb the wall, you'll die under Marquis Duca's cavalry."

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