The Release That Witch
Chapters 115's

When the enemy finally entered his field of vision, Van'er immediately saw fully armed knights riding on large horses, wearing bright and dazzling armor and slowly heading towards Border Town. Usually the rank of a knight was much higher than ordinary city people, and when he was suddenly faced with these around a hundred people, he had to take a deep breath to calm himself down.

Van'er sensed how his palms became sweaty, it was like the time on the wall when he had to face a demonic beast for the first time, but this time he faced a creature that was the same species as himself – combined forces of the Nobles of Longsong Fortress.

No, It's wrong . He angrily spat out and threw away the previous thought, You think they are the same as you? When did the nobles ever treat you as if you were of the same species as them? He asked himself in mockery.

The only purpose of their journey was to snatch the Border Town from us and bring the North Slope Mine back under their control. More importantly, they even intend to drive His Majesty out of the western region, as a member of the First Army, I cannot just let this go.

During the pre-war lecture yesterday, His Majesty had made it clear that Timothy Wimbledon, the brother of His Majesty, had conspired against the throne and in the end even killed his own father King Wimbledon III for it. Originally this incident between nobility and aristocracy, did not mean much to him – Is there a difference for me if the King wants to change?

But now that Duke Ryan wanted to take this opportunity to take the territory of His Majesty, this now he found completely unacceptable!

When he thought about it, how was his life before His Majesty came to Border Town? If he remembered it correctly, the former Lord was actually a Count who rarely showed himself. The acquisition of fur was done by his personal guards who often used their weapons to lower the price. And when the Moon Demon arrived, they would all flee to stay in the slums of Longsong Stronghold and end up suffering for that long.

But today, under the control of His Majesty, life in Border Town is getting better and better, with changes that are visible for everyone to see. Van'er thinks, for example, that when miners have achieved higher yields, they will also receive higher payouts. And even after His Majesty had inserted this black machine into the North Slope Mine, the additional output still counted for the miners' work. Whether it's building a wall, or mining pebbles, everyone gets paid on time. During this winter, not even a single person froze or starved to death.

Of course, the biggest change was the implementation of the – militia no, now called the First Army.

Since they were guarding the city, we commoners did not need to curl up together in this wooden warehouse begging for others to give us food. If the Prince is not here anymore, would the Duke still allow the First Army to remain?

Van'er took another deep breath and wiped his palm onto his clothes. No, he definitely wouldn't allow it. The royals of the fortress do not care about the lives of our commoners, just as His Majesty said before: Only an army composed of commoners are willing to fight for the lives of other commoners.

Van'er raised his head so that he could keep the left part of the sky within his field of view, there in the distance he could see a small black dot swirling around, when one was just looking leisurely, when one was just looking at it, anyone would think it was actually just a big bird. But actually, it was the artillery intelligence commander – Lightning, who used the trees growing on both sides of the road as cover while continuously observing the enemy's movements. As he flew back, Van'er also noticed that as long as he didn't take the initiative to fly over the open area, it was not, people on the ground would only be able to see the branches of the tree if they looked up, so it was almost impossible for them to detect that there was a magician flying over their heads.

After a quarter of an hour, Lightning flew closer to their front position while blinking a green ribbon.

This signaled to them that the enemy had entered a distance of 1000 meters and they had to prepare to start shooting. Van'er did not know how far away His Majesty called the "1000 meters" distance, but when he saw the green signal, he subconsciously followed the rules of the comprehensive exercise, which he did, give the command to load the cannon and adjust the angle. .

It did not take long for the four groups of gunners to complete their tasks, the angle of the cannon was adjusted to the third setting while gunpowder and solid artillery shells were also incorporated into the barrel of the cannon.

He thought that after he stood on the wall and fought against the demonic beasts he could think of himself as an experienced fighter and also think that he was talented, he could think of himself as well, but today he came to discover that there was still a very long distance between himself, Iron Ax and Brian.

During the afternoon service, he had a big problem in trying to calm his heart. But these two men, when they led their group into the designated area, they not only looked as if there was nothing special about today, no, no, he could even hear from Brian's voice how eager he was to fight. But he himself until now could not calm down. With a hint of shame in his heart, he had to admit that even the Rodney brothers seemed to act better than his own appearance. This thought made Van'er feel extremely depressed.

He nervously licked his lips and checked Lightning's position once again.

"What are they doing?" ask Rodney.

"That's currently unknown," replied Cat's Paw. "For me, it seems like they are adjusting the formation? But they still look a little messed up."

"They were waiting for another army," explained Jop in a slightly trembling voice, "It is impossible for knights to fight alone, they always need a lot of people to follow them."

"How do you know all this?" Nelson is not sure.

"I've seen it! A knight would always carry at least two bodyguards, while there would be a dozen other slaves who would have to handle their quests," he started counting them with his finger, "First, there is Duke, as the Ruler of Longsong Fortress, he said, he has at least a hundred knights, right? Then there was the light cavalry, which numbered at least three hundred people. Plus, the number and viscount that had its own territory... Many more! And don't forget the mercenaries, they've all tasted blood themselves, so they won't even blink when they kill you! They will do anything for money! While we only have three hundred people.”

In fact, less than three hundred people, Van'er corrected in his mind. We only have two hundred and seventy soldiers armed with weapons, according to His Majesty's explanation as we lack in the field of production capacity. Now that those who did not have their own weapons were sent to the artillery team, they had to handle the ammunition preparations for the four cannons. When Van'er learns that they are much slower than his own group, he also feels much better.

"Paiders, they're coming!" Jop screaming.

Van'er looked towards the enemy, there he could see a group with different types of armor taking the front in their battle formation, they did not go up, nor did they line up in ranks, they just walked in small groups of two or three for the middle of the field. While the knights scattered to both sides, it seemed like they were handing over their positions to the mercenaries. After a quarter of an hour, the Duke's allied forces were finally ready.

At this moment, a knight came riding out of the enemy camp towards the Border Town. Van'er became so nervous that he almost gave the order to shoot.

What am I supposed to do? Van'er looked once more into the sky, but he was still unable to find Lightning, while the enemy continued to approach while waving a white flag.

"He is the messenger sent by the Duke," muttered Jop, "He should have come, tried to persuade the Prince."

"That's none of our business" Rodney crouched behind the cannon and aligned his line of sight with the centerline of the barrel. "Leader, we need to adjust the canon, most of the knights have left the collision zone."

During the previous practice with live bullets, they were repeatedly taught, that the range of the canon attack was represented by the center line of the barrel, so if they wanted to hit their target, they would be able to do so, they must ensure that the target overlaps with the center line of the barrel. So the five men started at the same time to rotate the canon until the canon once again pointed towards the knights.

The envoys who came alone were then escorted by Carter to the back of their defensive line, but Van'er knew that this Duke move was just a waste of time, the Prince would never agree to surrender.

Suddenly, Lighting suddenly flew towards the defensive line, wildly waving a yellow flag in his hand.

The yellow signal indicates that the opponent has entered the distance of 800m, at that distance they have the opportunity to hit the target with a sturdy projectile. It also meant that, as long as the captain of the shooter did not prohibit shooting, the firing team could shoot at will.

The other members of his team also noticed the signal, so they all looked towards him, and after he nodded once he took a deep breath then shouted, "Shoot!"