Richard, who was standing tall in his distracted head, faintly heard Sarenwell's voice, and he turned his head to look down to meet Sarenwell's gaze.

Under Richard's gaze, Sarenwell rolled over and dismounted, threw himself on one knee, and shouted, "Stop shooting! Leave it to me, I can convince them!"

Richard stared at Sarenwell's left knee, which had fallen heavily in the dust, and finally nodded slowly, then raised his hand and pressed down.

All the humanoid knights, already with their bows, suddenly all of them were not firing. In the morning sun, the explosion canister under the blade of 5,000 sharp arrows continued to flash with a faint blue light, which made people shudder.

The roaring explosions stopped, and the tremors of the earth subsided. The battlefield suddenly became silent, deathly silent. The warriors huddled on the walls all held their breath, countless desperate eyes staring at the blue forest of death in the distance. They were afraid that if they made a louder noise, they would cause the explosive arrows that belonged only to death to fall again.

Sarenwell rode his horse to the city wall, even with amplification magic, his tone was a little hoarse, "I am Sarenwell, now, I order you to surrender to me! Surrender to me, the future emperor of the Iron Triangle Empire!"

Many warriors' faces flickered, and the taste of life was particularly sweet when death would come in the next moment. The officers and nobles heard something else, that Sarenwell's proclaimed future emperor was a passover, or rather an overt declaration of rebellion.

But the meaning behind this declaration is far-reaching, which means that the Iron Triangle Empire will still exist, and it will be Sarenwell who will sit on the throne, which means that pure royal blood will still occupy the throne. This means orthodoxy, and it also means that their decency and dignity will be preserved.

As a result, this original war of aggression has become vague and subtle, and it can even be brazenly regarded as a civil war for the throne. That said, surrendering to Sarenwell is not an unseemly move. And Sarenwell already had a lot of prestige, and although he was at a disadvantage in the domestic political struggles of the previous years, many nobles and officers still recognized his talent in the hearts of many nobles and officers. This also weighs heavily on the shaky scales.

Anxious, Sarenwell shouted over and over again, ordering the warriors to lay down their arms and surrender at once, and to climb over the ramparts, over the battlefield, and take prisoners at Richard's camp. He knew full well that Richard wouldn't have much patience.

"Think of your wives and children!!, they are still waiting for you at home!" When Sarenwell shouted these words, the wavering of the warriors finally reached a critical point, and someone began to throw down their weapons and jump from the city walls.

With the first, there is the second, and the third.

On the high platform in the distance, Li Shilongtu pointed to Sarenwell and made a hidden gesture. Several of his henchmen understood and immediately went their separate ways. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen long arrows glowing with magical light flew into the sky and snaked towards Sarenwell. These tracking arrows have locked on to Sarenwell!

After being locked by the magic, Sarenwell immediately had a sense, his face changed slightly, and then he opened the two magic scrolls to defend instantly, and then began to chant long magic spells, but he knew that this was just a dying struggle.

Sarenwell broke through to level sixteen two years ago and reached the level of the Farro Sanctuary, but in the field of magic, he has always been good at research rather than battle, and it is impossible to be spared when he is suddenly shot by such a large number of magical tracking arrows.

At the last moment, Sarenwell thought helplessly, although Li Shilongtu's old guy was a little timid, he was still so decisive and ruthless!

The magic arrow roared in, and the weakest one was also from the hand of a sixteenth-level powerhouse, which was enough to severely damage Sherowell. However, at this moment, a mountain-like shadow enveloped Sarenwell, and Tiramisu suddenly appeared, blocking Sarenwell with his massive body. The Ogre Lord's thick skin and fat flesh were the best defenses, even better than the outrageously thick armor on his body.

The first magic arrow stabbed heavily into the ogre's body, and most of it was gone. In fact, on the Ogre Lord's huge body, this distance could not penetrate his fat layer at all. But this is already the full force of a strong man in the town!

Tiramisu snorted in pain, raised his hand and pulled out the magic arrow, threw it away, and then glared at the hateful guy on the other side who dared to shoot him. If Richard hadn't ordered him to protect Sarenwell, the ogre lord would have been killed a long time ago, so it doesn't matter if the emperor is 50,000 or 100,000?

More magic arrows flew in, but the brilliance of Tiramisu's magic and magic flickered, and countless defensive spells and magic blessed him, enveloping him like a fortress.

The ogre stood tall and swung ten tons, letting out bursts of roars, not dodging or dodging! The hammer wind pulled out a terrifying vortex of power, pulling the magic arrows that had originally covered the blow out of their tracks, and all of them were shot towards the ogre lord.

These magic arrows are indeed extremely powerful, even after being deflected, they still maintain at least eighty percent of their attack power, and each one can blast through several layers of magic protection on the ogre's body before falling out of strength. But how much magic defense the ogre has been blasted through, it will be refilled in an instant. This rain of magical arrows was not so much an indication of how many archers there were on the imperial side, but rather a show off to Richard how many mages and priests he had.

At this moment, Li Shilongtu Huo Ran on the high platform stood up and shouted: "Longbowman, lift four, strength four, shoot!"

In the rear, thousands of longbowmen regrouped, and they received orders to carry them out immediately without thinking! But when the arrows came out of the string, the archers were stunned to find that their target was the Imperial warriors gathered on the city walls!

They haven't decided to surrender yet! This cry flowed through the hearts of many people, but no one shouted. Li Shilongtu had extremely strict military discipline on the battlefield and killed extremely heavily. To anyone who questioned his orders, there was never only one chop.

Thousands of arrows fell in the air and landed in the dense crowd of warriors, blooming thousands of blood flowers. The Imperial soldiers were all stunned, they had no idea that the fatal blow would actually come from behind, from the hands of their comrades who had just fought side by side.

Richard's face flashed with anger, and the order was conveyed in an instant, so the elevation angle of the five thousand humanoid knight longbows was corrected, and then a wave of explosions and arrows reflected towards the imperial longbowmen who had just assembled. There was another earth-shattering tremor, and the remnants of the Empire's archers were dealt a fatal blow, almost all of which were gone.

The surviving Imperial warriors on the city wall did not hesitate any longer, jumped down one after another, and rushed in the direction of Richard's military formation, and then divided into left and right under the pressure of the humanoid knights, and gave way to the front of the battlefield. These warriors naturally had the native warriors of Faro and Sarenwell to dispose of.

Escorted by a group of Darkblade Knights, Sarenwell began to retreat to the rear, glancing back at the towering gateless fence and smiling wryly silently. His efforts were, strictly speaking, a failure. Li Shilongtu's last wave of attacks, although they sent the Imperial soldiers on the first line of defense to this side, also completely blocked the wavering military morale of the other troops.

"Steady! Defend!" While the Crimson Principality was busy gathering the Imperial soldiers who had surrendered, Li Shilongtu kept issuing orders to mobilize troops to defend the second line of defense. Losing a wall was far from the end of the day for him, and in this narrow mountain pass, he had laid four entire lines of defense.

When the first Imperial warriors surrendered, the first line of defense stood in front of Richard, and all that stood in front of Richard was a lone wall.

Richard slowly raised his hand, pointed to the city wall, and shouted, "Bulldozing!"

Four thousand knights of the Dark Blade appeared at this time, and they walked to the city wall in silence, and the fighting spirit on their spears flashed, piercing deep into the city wall! If repeated several times, the wall, which was built by 100,000 soldiers in ten days, collapsed and became a ruin.

Richard pointed forward, and the army rolled forward, ran over the rubble, and stopped in front of Li Shilongtu's second line of defense.

Next, Sarenwell and Li Shilongtu finally knew how big the gap between the two planes was. Hundreds of heavy-duty wagons were pushed to the front line, and when the wagons opened, the two imperial generals were instantly stunned! In the wagons, there were countless arrow boxes, the kind of arrow boxes containing twenty explosive arrows.

The roar echoed in the Valley of the Divine Cry again, and this time Richard once again used 5,000 humanoid knights and 100,000 explosive arrows to brutally and directly flatten Li Shilongtu's second line of defense, sending the 50,000 soldiers of the empire to heaven by the way. This time, Sarenwell stayed in the carriage the whole time, not even looking at the flickering and updated force changes on the magic map.

Richard did not rest at all, and the army continued to approach the third line of defense. At this time, the first group of humanoid knights had already rested, and they changed into new arrow boxes, shooting a rain of arrows that made people completely desperate, and bulldozed Li Shilongtu's third and last line of defense with wild explosions.

For a whole day, Richard's army bulldozed a Qiē defense in the Valley of the Divine Cry until it stepped out from the other end of the pass, and then stopped its advance.

Li Shi Longtu led the remnants of the army to retreat to the last barrier in front of the imperial capital, the Ice Fortress. Of the original 400,000 troops, less than half were able to escape back. A full 100,000 Imperial soldiers were killed in battle, and more than 50,000 were seriously wounded and surrendered. The four carefully built lines of defense were bulldozed as if they were crumbling. Suffering such a crushing defeat, the Imperial Army was not even able to engage in a fierce battle with Richard head-on! Throughout the war, the Imperial ** team kept repeating the process of assembling, being bombed, then collapsing, and then regrouping in the rear. (To be continued)