When Iron Axe walked into the messy Golden Spike City, although his face was expressionless, he was also surprised by the destructive effect of the new firearm.

Although he had been involved in this weapon, which His Majesty called a mortar, had been involved many times during the testing phase, it was not the same thing as being put into combat and being tested.

It was impressive that a team of five people, each carrying two shells, could make such a noise without the support of spare ammunition.

He knew that the rate of fire of mortars was much higher than that of front-loading field guns, and he had anticipated dozens of group salvos, but when he saw it for the first time, he found that he still underestimated the firearm.

Mortars are not as powerful as fortress guns per shot, but they are lightweight, easy to use, can move with the army without the help of witches, and can cross walls to attack targets hiding behind them, and with sufficient ammunition, the blow to the enemy is almost devastating. If the First Army had been replaced to withstand such a firepower attack, he was not sure that the troops would be able to hold out.

No...... It's normal if you can't hold on, in the face of the overwhelming rain of fire, it's good if you don't paralyze on the spot.

The Iron Axe now finally understands why His Majesty confidently threw all those seemingly sophisticated field guns back to the furnace area in the first place—in front of the mortars, the solid-core projectile weapons used before were indeed no longer necessary.

But then again, it is estimated that only His Majesty Roland can afford such a firearm in the entire Grey Castle.

It is rumored that the cost of just one cannonball is about three or four golden dragons, which means that more than three hundred of them were fired in an instant just now, and the cost is like flowing water. The flowering shells used in the fortress cannon are several times more expensive, and if they face the devil in the future, can the golden dragon stored in the treasury really be able to support Winter City until the end of the battle of divine will?

Fortunately, he is not the one who should be bothered by this problem.

Let Barov have a headache, after all, the army has only one task, and that is to win.

Passing through the long street filled with the smell of gunsmoke, Iron Axe and his party came to the center of the city square.

It had been surrounded by the First Army, and all the surviving nobles had been brought here to await their disposal after surrender.

He swept through the dusty crowd, and before he could speak, a nobleman stood up, "I am Lord of Ship Bay, Count Cassin, may I ask where is His Majesty Roland?"

There are many water systems around Jinsui City, and the territory is mostly named after bays and beaches, and Iron Axe vaguely remembers that Jianwan is a large fief sandwiched between Jinsui and Haifeng County, and the family that can occupy this kind of territory should enjoy the admiration and fear of the people on weekdays. But at this time, the other party's deliberately raised chin and pretended reserved politeness seem a little ridiculous. "Your Majesty has no time to take care of the affairs of the Eastern Territory, and I am in charge of this place. ”

"You——?" Count Cassin frowned.

"What kind of joke is this guy kidding, he doesn't look like a Grey Castle man, right?"

"Roland Wimbledon would let a sandman run the army?"

"How could such a major event as an expedition not be in person? Isn't he afraid that the army will disperse in a hurry?"

Not only the Lord of Jianwan, but there was also a wave of suspicion in the crowd.

"The commander-in-chief of the Eastern Front Army is indeed Lord Iron Axe, we can all testify to this," Adjutant Xiong Paw couldn't help but shout.

"Eastern Front? and what?" asked Cassin.

"Naturally, it's the army that has recovered the East—"

"Bear's paw!" the iron axe interrupted the adjutant's words sharply, and the latter realized his gaffe at this moment, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Miss Edith is right, even though His Majesty has decided to take back the power of the feud and completely overthrow the traditional nobility, the influence of these people still exists. Although the bearpaw of the Orion-born bearpaw could not be called groveling in the face of them, it was obvious that he still cared about the title, and if it were not so, he would not have made such a low-level mistake.

Only he can do that.

Thinking of this, Iron Axe said in a deep voice, "Whether you believe it or not, the facts will not change. Besides, why did you come up to ask, where is the Duke of Golden Spike City, shouldn't he be the ruler of the Eastern Realm?"

"Lord Duke has died in battle," Cassin shook his head, a look of grief on his face, "he insisted on leading the Knights in a frontal charge, and we couldn't stop him. ”

It turned out that the man who was beaten into a sieve on his horse was the duke?Iron Axe raised an eyebrow, as a warrior, he was qualified. "But my soldiers reported that there were only two counterattackers, where is the so-called knights?" he looked at the nobles in the crowd who had not yet shed their armor, "Could it be that there is only one knight under his command to guard the eastern border?"

"Uh, this ......" Cassin was momentarily speechless.

"Don't mention what you have, since you are the head of the army, then we will tell you what we want," said another nobleman, "it is okay to surrender, and it is okay for everyone to work for Roland Wimbledon, but he must meet us." If Your Majesty doesn't have time to come to the east, we can send an envoy there. ”

"Who are you?"

"Viscount Arleigh Burke," the other said impatiently, "until then, we want to be treated in accordance with our status, and if we need a ransom or substitution money, we will simply say that it is." ”

"But you are guilty of treason," said Iron Axe, expressionless, "and even your nobility will not allow you to escape justice." ”

"First of all, the rebel is Duke Willion Borg, who has already paid the price. Our stay here is nothing but a helpless move, and we should be degraded according to the law. ”

"Yes, we are not his vassals, but we are under his control. At this time, Cassin also came to his senses, "Secondly, no matter what the verdict is, it must be up to His Majesty to decide." Do you still want to judge us?"

Iron Axe quickly understood why the nobles were still on a show despite their defeat—and when they found out that Roland Wimbledon was not leading his army, they lost interest in talking. Obviously, according to common sense, what to do with the defeated will not be known until the king has seen them, and what follows is not so much a judgment as an exchange of interests. Those who can't pay are eliminated, and those who can reach an agreement can continue to have a place, as is generally the case.

It should not be the first time they have faced such a defeat, and they believe that they can come up with the conditions to impress the king.

Unfortunately, the king he was loyal to was not an aristocrat in the ordinary sense.

Iron Axe shrugged, "I really don't have this power, but again, until Your Majesty comes to a conclusion, you are still a rebel, so I can only put you in a dungeon until Your Majesty is willing to see you." ”

"How long will it take?" disgruntled the Earl of Shipbay, "and as I said before, according to the laws of the kingdom, we cannot count rebellion unless you can find solid evidence!"

"According to the speed of the messenger, a month at most," Iron Axe smiled rarely, directly ignoring the second half of the other party's sentence, "Please rest assured, I will provide you with your daily use and food according to aristocratic standards." ”

......

Two days later, in the middle of the night, Bearpaw panicked and stormed the Iron Axe's tent.

"Oh no, my lord, the castle dungeon is on fire!"