Mysterious Tribulation

Davis lead.

The two ships did not dare to moor in the port, so they randomly found a place to dock on the shore.

Tie up the prisoners!

Aaron gave the order and took Roan and a few captives, looking at the sky.

After a night of turbulence, it was the darkest time of the night before dawn.

At this time, people feel the most distressed, and their vigilance is the weakest.

Sir, great opportunity.

Looking at the still dark and quiet building, Eight Fingers licked his lips.

Roan smiled bitterly.

His desire to live still prevailed, so he surrendered, but seeing such an undefended attitude of his hometown, he couldn't help but secretly panic.

Yeah, such a good opportunity, it's a pity just to loot some houses...

Aaron shook his head, looked at Roan, and said with a slight smile: Your Excellency Roan, I will trouble you to call the castle gate later... I will personally follow behind you.

I am willing to serve you!

The bitterness on Roan's face was even more bitter, and then he said, Aren't you worried about the garrison in the castle, or someone tipped off in advance, so is it a trap?

This, I will naturally confirm in advance.

Aaron Sotos replied with a smile.

In an ordinary world without extraordinary power, to have a little bit of a mysterious self is simply a hang-up.

When he got close to the castle, he would naturally use the method of dreaming to confirm whether the operation was dangerous.

If [Danger Perception] gave a strong warning, they would naturally retreat, not stupid enough to die.

...

The morning light is dim.

Above the castle, the guard Abel yawned boredly.

In Davis' territory, those who were able to fight well in battle basically went to the front line, while those who were able to fight a little were mostly transferred away by Roan.

What remains now are only the old, the weak and the sick.

He stayed all night, nothing happened, and he was very tired.

Can't wait to take over now and head to the kitchen to enjoy oatmeal soup and bacon, a special treat for night watchmen.

Suddenly, he saw a group of people come over and reach the bottom of the castle.

The leader is Roan Davis.

Your Excellency Roan?

Abel exclaimed in surprise.

It's me, open the door, damn, there is a problem with our plan, I have to report to my wife immediately! Roan Davis said loudly.

If you get close, you will find sweat dripping from the forehead of this Excellency, and behind him, Aaron smiled and pressed a dagger to his waist.

Okay... okay.

Without the slightest doubt, Abel went down and called someone, opened the city gate, and welcomed Roan and others.

squeak, squeak...

With the gnawing sound of gears and ropes, the suspension bridge was slowly lowered, and the old wooden door slowly opened.

After entering the castle, Abel also greeted him: Sir, is there anything I can do for you... ah!

The next moment, a long sword pierced directly into his chest.

After Aaron made his move, Eight Fingers waited for the guys he selected to immediately draw out their weapons and slaughter the people at the gate of the castle.

Even Aaron felt it was too smooth to take down the city gate so easily.

Although the divination in the dream shows that there is really no danger.

Sir, let's go!

Eight Fingers howled, and cut off the head of a guard with a machete, and his eyes were a little blood red.

Obviously, a lord's wealth accumulated in the castle for many years has completely lost his mind.

Go on, let's attack.

Aaron nodded, letting Eight Fingers charge ahead.

Dangdang!

From the castle hall, another group of guards poured out. Although they looked old and small, there were actually quite a few.

Are these, knight servants?

Aaron recognized it at a glance. Just like Theodore likes to keep the sons of his stewards and knights by his side as attendants, the Davis family also has such a tradition.

At the same time, these children who have been raised since childhood also have a bit of hostage meaning.

Their father and brother may still be fighting for the Davis family on the front line, and they should be properly protected in the rear.

He also came out to fight at this time, obviously being driven to a desperate situation.

Damn bastard, I'm going to chop off your head!

There was a scream from Baker in front of him. He was accidentally stabbed in the body by a half-year-old child. Although the injury was not serious, it was dripping with blood.

The enemy's willingness to resist is very tenacious...there is a possibility of failure.

Aaron looked at all this with a gloomy expression on his face: Light the beacon!

This is the second set of plans he prepared. After occupying the city gate, the beacon will be burned immediately. At the same time, a few eloquent guys outside will work hard to incite the civilians! And release the captives, let them also come to loot!

Don't underestimate the inferiority of human beings!

After being a neighbor for so many years, Aaron also knows what the virtues of the Davis family are.

At this time, when they are in danger, and seeing that the castle has been breached, those territorial people will never take the initiative to help them.

On the contrary, he is very interested in turning into a thug and grabbing one.

'After winning the castle, the best strategic choice should be to stay here, cooperate with the frontline army, and completely destroy the Davis family... But it is very dangerous. Dozens of people guard a castle, although it can be in front of an army of thousands. Resist for a while, but if you are not careful, you may be wiped out! ’

Aaron certainly didn't have the lofty quality of sacrificing himself to accomplish the family business, even if it was only possible.

Therefore, using the enemy's territory to completely destroy the castle and reduce the difficulty of subsequent attacks has become the best choice.

And he will definitely retreat before the Davis army returns!

You! Do you still have to resist? You have already failed... The Davis family will be destroyed, and your loyalty will not be rewarded in any way!

Aaron held a cross sword and looked at a dashing old, white-haired old knight, and said coldly, Even if you don't surrender directly and take the wealth in the castle, it will be enough to keep you outside. Live well.

You don't understand...

The old knight shouted and slashed with his sword.

It can be seen that he has a lot of experience, but he is not physically strong.

In the end, Aaron directly pierced his chest with a sword.

He was still struggling, spitting blood: I don't understand... the way of a knight... is loyalty!

puff!

Aaron withdrew the long sword with an indifferent expression: Yeah... I'm not a knight, I don't know loyalty, I'm a beast dominated by desire!

But, I won, I survived, and you died...that's the reality!

No matter how noble a slogan is, it can't compare to actual benefits!