Black Iron Crown

Frant's words inspired the defenders on the wall.

Although the enemy knights had already begun to climb along the well, but with the Grand Duke of the North and the wife of the Grand Duke Rainer by their side, their anxiety gradually disappeared.

"Block them! For our family!"

The militiamen also clenched their weapons tightly and looked at the knights who were slowly advancing with fierce eyes.

The archers on the arrow tower noticed the arrival of the knights, and they aimed their bows and arrows at the gang without even an order.

Although the arrows can't cause too much damage to these knights, but if they can weaken as much as they can, this is the limit of what they can do.

"Whoosh..." The number of archers on the arrow tower is limited, so it is impossible to form a rain of arrows that covers the sky and the sun, so they can only shoot the arrows in their hands non-stop.

However, their attacks had no effect, even though many knights were hit by arrows.

But the arrows and arrows are obviously limited in power, even if they happen to pierce through the opponent's armor, they can't hurt the enemy.

Frant licked his lips and frowned and looked at the enemy. The bows in the hands of the archers were too weak.

If the archers and crossbowmen under Leiner's command were on the arrow tower, shooting at such a distance as far as possible would definitely make it impossible for these knights to come and go.

Of course, she also knew that all of this was just a delusion, and all she needed to do now was to withstand the enemy's attack and defend the city wall.

Although the knights were wearing iron armor, their movements were not slow, and they were approaching the city wall at a good speed.

The arrows could only slightly slow down their speed of action, and soon, they reached the side of the battlements along the wooden planks of the well.

The militiamen sent out the spears in their hands and stabbed the knights smoothly.

However, what is desperate is that because they are not proficient in using spears, they only pierced the enemy's outer armor and basically did not cause any damage to the enemy's knights.

And this group of knights was angered by the actions of the militiamen. They waved their long swords and maces and started to fight back.

They are all fighting machines that have been trained for at least ten years. Their strength and skills are undoubtedly top-notch, and they are definitely not comparable to these militiamen who have been trained for less than a year.

The long swords in the hands of the knights flew up and down, precisely slashing across the unarmored parts of the militiamen, such as the neck, armpits, and forearms.

In an instant, the blood sprayed from the severed main artery covered the entire city wall, and the ground was also full of severed arms.

Although the simple piercing armor has a good defense, it is still the reinforced armor produced by Leiner to match other armors. The defense area is not large, and it is almost defenseless in front of these knights who are skilled in swordsmanship.

Seeing the tragic deaths of the militiamen one by one, Frante couldn't help becoming anxious. If this continues, the morale of the soldiers may be severely hit. She feels that such a thing is not allowed to happen.

Glancing at the two guards beside him who had followed him from the south, Frant slowly drew out the saber at his waist.

"My lord...what are you going to do?" The two guards couldn't help but turn pale with shock when they saw Farrant's actions.

Because they have always been subordinate to Frante rather than Reiner, they have always called Frante a lord instead of a madam or grand princess.

"I must set an example for the soldiers!" Frante said firmly, holding the long sword in his hand.

"But... your status is noble, if something happens to you, it will be a big deal!" The two guards said worriedly.

"There's nothing wrong with it. I'm now Reiner's wife and the mother of my child. If this castle falls, the entire north will become enemies. My husband, me, and my child will have nothing!"

Frant looked at the two of them and said word by word: "My surname is Moreland now, not Crick. For my children and my husband, I must keep this castle!"

As he said that, without waiting for the two guards to answer, he picked up a long sword and a shield from the ground, and walked towards the most intense battlefield beside the battlements.

The two guards looked at each other, then decisively followed Frante's footsteps, drew out their long swords and prepared to fight

A knight cut off the neck of a militiaman casually, and the bloody head rolled to the ground. The neck of the headless corpse was like a faucet that had lost its valve, continuously spraying blood.

Looking at the timid militiamen around them, the knights of the upstart coalition couldn't help showing disdain, and then continued to rush up and kill wildly.

Although their fighting power is not as good as that of the real northern knights, there are no knights on the part of the city wall that Frant is in charge of, which is why they are so arrogant.

Frant strode up to a knight, startling him.

But when the other party reacted, he couldn't help laughing.

Although the person in front of him was covered in iron armor like himself, and even had better armor than himself, but after all, he was just a dwarf.

Those robust militiamen were all mercilessly beheaded by him just now, can a dwarf in fine armor pose a threat to himself now?

He obviously didn't think so. On the contrary, he felt that he could get a very good set of armor this time.

However, just as he was about to end the thin little man in front of him, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He lowered his head and chopped off, only to find that his armor had been damaged, and there was a shining long sword stuck in the damaged place.

"You..." Just as the knight was about to say something, a stream of blood vomited out of his mouth, and then his whole body became weak, the arm he had just raised drooped, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

After spinning around, he lost consciousness.

Frante's movements are very agile and powerful. Reiner's martial arts and physical fitness are strong enough to compete with the Scarlet Griffon Knights, but Frante was able to fight him back then.

With a woman's body against such a powerful Reiner, it is conceivable how superb Frant's martial arts are.

In an instant, three knights fell under her long sword, and her two guards also held long swords to protect her.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here, kill them all!" Farrant shouted loudly, boosting the morale of the militiamen.

Although the militiamen were a little timid, they mustered up their courage after seeing Frante who was so brave and good at fighting, and rushed forward to fight the enemy again.

At this time, two kilometers away from the walls of Angron Castle, a flag with a red background and a golden iris crown and lion emblem quietly appeared on the battlefield of the siege.

Looking at Fort Angron, who was fighting fiercely in front of him, Reiner couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, the worst thing didn't happen, and a lot of worries in his heart disappeared.

"A despicable sneak attacker..." Reiner murmured his title, then a smile appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Even if it is despicable, I will be the best sneak attack, I am ...The King of Sneak Attacks!"

"Pass my order!" Reiner raised his arm and shouted.