In front of Twilight Fortress, both sides were making their final military deployment to their respective armies.

On the battlements, Count Kroya did not let go of any corner of the city wall.

"...You, stand here. If anyone hangs a ladder, you shoot them. You must not let them near the bottom of the city wall. Remember that!"

"...You two stand here. If the ladder is hung, throw stones and throw them to death..."

"...Dex, I'll leave this area to you. When the enemy climbs up, I want you to defeat them here!"

After checking the supplies, adjusting the formation, and meticulously arranging the positions of every soldier, Count Kroya changed his previous casual attitude and took on the responsibility of a qualified military commander.

After arranging the positions of the soldiers, the Count walked to Heath, who was standing on one side of the battlements.

Although there were still three Wizards in the fortress, Count Croat knew that the only one who was reliable was the one in front of him.

"Sir Wizard."

After a simple bow, the Count cut to the point and pointed at the two catapults in the enemy's camp. "Those two big guys are big trouble. We have to find a way to kill them. Can you give me some magic help?"

Heath asked, "How far is their range?"

Count Kroya said, "At least three hundred yards. It might reach three hundred and eighty yards."

Heath frowned. "I'm afraid I can't do anything."

His fireball spell had a maximum range of less than thirty yards.

He asked with some doubt, "Is the power of this catapult very amazing?"

From a physical point of view, he did not think that such a slow and difficult thing could break through the city wall or cause harm to the soldiers. After all, it was very easy to dodge.

Count Kroya shook his head noncommittally. "They will turn my soldiers into deserters. Trust me."

Heath did not speak anymore. He was certainly not a professional in war.

Count Kroya thought for a moment and said, "When the war begins, I will find an opportunity to bring people to sneak past the side door and destroy them. You just need to give me something that can guarantee that I can destroy them."

Heath nodded. "Okay."

He took out two fire magic scrolls from his interspatial ring and handed them to Count Kroya. He explained the usage. "...Tear open the sealing wax and throw it at the target, then chant a spell..."

All the resources that the Apprentices used in the war could be reimbursed by the Shadow Tower later, so there was no need to hide it.

After taking the scrolls, Count Kroya's deployment was also announced to be over.

However, the enemy was still deploying, so Twilight Fortress had a moment of respite.

Count Kroya stood next to heath and said, "Sir Wizard, I must apologize for my carelessness yesterday. Now it seems that I did underestimate the enemy yesterday."

Heath shook his head. "It's okay. It's not too late for you to take it seriously."

He had come here purely to grind for attributes. If he could beat them, he would beat them. Of course, there was no psychological pressure.

Yesterday, he was only angry that these idiots might make it impossible for him to grind for attributes.

Count Kroya looked at the dark army below and said, "Let's hope so."

Such a huge disparity in military strength also made him lose confidence.

Although he had already arranged for the Raven to report the situation to the kingdom and the Wizards and request for more troops, this incident happened so suddenly that the kingdom was not prepared. Who knew when the additional troops would arrive?

Thinking of this, Count Kroya looked at Heath with a puzzled expression and asked, "By the way, where did the Ryker people get so many people?"

This was a question that he could not understand. This was an army of ten thousand people. How could there be a kingdom in the Dark Land that could pull out such a team alone?

One had to know that before this, the Ryker Duchy had always been a weak and unknown country.

Heath squinted his eyes and said unhappily, "Who knows?"

'I wanted to ask you, what happened to the 1,500 people?'

'This prediction was too wrong!'

"Wu wu wu wu!" At this moment, a deep horn sounded from afar.

Upon hearing this sound, Count Kroya's expression tensed up, and the soldiers on the battlements also became nervous.

At the same time, the enemy's army formation in the distance also began to advance.

What kind of concept was it when ten thousand people walked in unison?

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

For a moment, the entire world reverberated with the sound of rumbling footsteps, like thunder.

Billowing dust and sand filled the air, causing one to feel a sense of dread.

An extremely strong killing intent rushed towards them, quickly engulfing the bodies and minds of every soldier on the battlements, causing them to tremble and their faces to turn pale.

Even Count Kroya's face had turned abnormally ugly at this moment. Just by looking at this kind of marching, one could tell that this group of people below was not to be trifled with.

Ten thousand people were able to carry out the order in unison. Heavens, were there monsters below?

Da!

The footsteps stopped abruptly.

The enemy's formation stopped two hundred yards away from the city wall.

Ka ka ka!

The sound of metal chains sliding could be heard. The scaffold of the catapult slowly began to rotate. A huge rock with a diameter of about fifty centimeters was placed on the catapult arm.

The next second --

The long catapult arm was like a huge hand that grabbed the rock and threw it upwards. The huge rock flew towards the city wall in a parabolic curve.

"Hu hu!" The dull sound of the wind breaking was very clear at this moment.

The rock slowly flew towards the city wall. Its speed was not fast, but at this moment, the soldiers on the battlements looked as if they were dumbfounded. They really could only watch as the rock came smashing towards them.

A soldier who was in its trajectory just stared blankly, neither dodging nor running.

The surrounding soldiers also saw that the stone was smashing towards the soldier. They were all certain that the stone would definitely hit the soldier, but no one pulled him back. No one even warned him.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have become a fool, a goose in a chicken coop who had stretched out its neck and was waiting to be slaughtered.

Seeing that the soldier was about to be smashed into meat paste, Count Kroya hurriedly rushed forward and pulled the soldier back. The huge rock brushed past the soldier's face.

Dong! Dong!

The heavy sound of a huge object landing on the ground rang out.

The huge rock crashed heavily onto the floor tiles. After bouncing twice, it crashed into the city wall of the tower next to it.

The entire battlements seemed to shake at that moment.

The shaking was not great, but many soldiers on the city wall were shaken until they fell to the ground.

Looking at the soldiers' weak legs, Heath finally understood the meaning of Count Kroya's words.

Indeed, regardless of how much damage the catapults caused, the psychological pressure they brought was not something that could be described with just a few words.

During the battle, the image of a rock flying towards them and smashing them into meat paste was always in their minds. How were they going to fight this battle?

Count Kroya's expression became extremely ugly. He kicked the soldier and said, "Be careful!"

The soldier said anxiously with a sobbing tone, "Yes... Yes, my Lord."

The Count's expression was dark.

He pulled over an Apprentice Knight and took out a crossguard sword from the weapon rack beside him. He handed it to him and said in a thunderous voice, "Adams, take my sword and guard the passage. If anyone takes a step back, don't think about cutting off his head immediately!"

"If there are wives, daughters, and family, I will cook his whole family after the war is over!"

He paused, changed the topic, and said, "But if you fight bravely, even if you die here, I will bring your family into the castle and take care of them. If you can make contributions, I am willing to promise you the daughter of the Kroya family. To become a member of the Kroya family!"

With a clang, he pulled out the cross sword at his waist and raised it high. He said sternly, "In the name of Kroya! Prepare for battle!"

"In the name of Kroya! Prepare for battle!"