Come to another world and become a lord

Chapter 114 Taking the Castle

When Paan appeared outside the city again, Oliver's face was full of disdain. He had just beaten him to a pulp yesterday, so who gave him the courage to continue jumping around here?

Parn was just like a clown, yelling:

"Oliver! You're such a coward. How can you be considered a hero if you launch a sneak attack? If you have the guts, fight in an upright manner!"

"Why, are you scared? Are you afraid that Lord Parn won't dare to come out? Are you going to be a coward!"

"I'll count to three. If you don't come out, you'll be a bastard from now on!"

What kind of person is this? He never wins a fight, but never loses a boast. It was a mistake not to kill this guy yesterday.

An old knight beside him seemed to sense his impatience and suddenly said with a folded hand:

"Lord Oliver, I think there is no need to argue with this clown. We just need to guard the castle and wait for Lord Morton's reinforcements."

This is indeed the safest way, but he glanced at Parn outside the city. Is he really going to let others insult him outside? He tried it yesterday, and the other party was a stupid waste. The troops he led almost collapsed at the first touch. It was nothing more than running fast. In addition, he was a little guilty at the time, so he didn't dare to chase him to death. Otherwise, this kid's head would have been hung on the city wall long ago.

It was obvious that the other party was the defeated general, so why did he act like a coward?

"Don't worry, Oliver. You will become a part of my glorious record in Parn. Poets will surely sing the praises of my bravery..."

Oliver couldn't listen any longer, so he turned to his knights and said, "That's enough. Since this guy wants to die so badly, I'll grant his wish."

"But sir, what if the other side has an ambush..."

Ambush? It's not like he hadn't thought about it, but where? He had already checked the surroundings. Apart from the useless Parn, there were no other troops. Carl's main force was in a camp far away from the periphery. The terrain around the castle was open and it was unlikely that anyone could hide. In fact, he did see a person, a knight, wearing a black cloak that wrapped his body tightly, so his face could not be seen. The man rode a horse and deliberately kept a distance from Parn's troops, standing not far away, and the other party did not intend to hide. Of course, this was not a big deal. It was just one person. What role could he play?

There was nothing to worry about, and he didn't want to think about it any more. Instead, he waved his hand and shouted:

"All knights follow me!"

Then, the city gate was opened, and Oliver led his men to rush out aggressively.

Seeing this, Pan did not get scared. Instead, he became excited and swung his sword confidently to fight.

The two armies collided quickly, and in less than half a quarter of an hour, Paan's army was scattered by the enemy's cavalry.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Parn shouted miserably in the chaos, "Everyone, don't gather together, disperse and run!"

Then he began to run towards the camp at an accelerated speed, shouting as he ran:

"Oliver, don't embarrass my soldiers. If you have the guts, fight me, Lord Parn!"

His soldiers seemed to listen to his advice and began to flee in all directions.

Oliver naturally didn't bother to care about the fleeing soldiers, and led the cavalry to chase after Parn. At this time, he was completely furious. What kind of idiot was this? He ran away and didn't even forget to mock him:

"Chase him! Kill that clown!"

When Paan's troops began to flee, the man in the black cloak also began to move. He suddenly rushed towards Oliver, becoming the only one who went against the flow in the entire fleeing army.

What's going on? Oliver snorted contemptuously, but compared to this man, he was more concerned about Parn, that mortal fly. He had had enough of it and would never let him escape this time!

The man was still approaching him, and as his speed increased, his cloak fell off, revealing the bright red armor underneath.

It was then that Oliver recognized her:

"It's Flame Alia!"

However, he had no intention of retreating. On the contrary, his eyes sparkled with excitement. It was just one person, what was there to panic about? Everyone said that this girl was very powerful, and those exaggerated descriptions almost made her a monster, but he refused to believe it. We were all human beings, and he knew that today might be his chance to become famous.

"Come on, let me see how strong the legendary Flame Girl is!!" Oliver also raised his sword and rushed forward. He was already at the front of the team, and the mount under his crotch was the best among all the knights. In addition, after seeing Arya, he deliberately increased his speed, and immediately distanced himself from the others, and rushed towards Arya alone.

With the flash of swords and the flash of lightning, the two people had passed each other. A smile appeared on Oliver's face. The Flame Arya was no more than that. At the moment when the two came into contact, the other party did not dare to clash with his sword, but chose to dodge. But it was no wonder. After all, she was a girl and must be not as strong as himself.

It seemed that he was lucky today. Although the clown Parn escaped, if he could defeat the famous Alia, he would become famous... "Puff~" He suddenly heard a strange sound of water gushing. In addition to feeling a little itchy in his neck, there was a hot current surging up, and then his eyes were spinning. When he reacted, his face was already pressed against the ground.

He was puzzled. Did he fall off the horse? But if he did, why did he still see his body on the horse when he looked up, but without his head?

All the knights following behind were stunned at this moment, and they all pulled the reins. They watched Arya turn her horse around, walk slowly to Oliver's body, and dismount leisurely under everyone's gaze, pick up the head on the ground, and hold it high above her head:

"Your lord is dead, why don't you surrender quickly!"

After a moment's hesitation, someone drew his sword and threw it on the ground, and then, as if sending some kind of signal, the others also threw away their weapons. Finally, all the knights dismounted and knelt on one knee in front of Arya to show their submission.

When Parn trotted all the way to Carl's tent and complained to Carl again, the news that Redriff Castle had been captured also came. After hearing the news, Parn opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a long time:

"This... is a win?"

He was a little unsure.

"We won." Carl nodded calmly.

"Is it because of me?" Paan asked again uncertainly.

Karl frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said:

"You can say that you have done a great job in taking over the castle."

After hearing Karl's words, he showed a confident expression again, put his hands on his hips and laughed:

"It seems that I am quite useful too!"