The war has reached this level, whether it is Iron Mountain County or Silver Stream County, it has reached the point where it is difficult to exit smoothly.
They are just like the investors Ryan has seen who keep adding to their positions. They have been firmly trapped by the war. The failure of the war will cause their losses to be unimaginable. Only the victory of the war can allow them to make up for their losses.
This is true for both parties, so it is naturally difficult to withdraw at will.
Except for outsiders who have nothing to do with this war.
At least until the troops from the two counties appear in Zero Crossing Prefecture, it won't have much to do with Zero Crossing Prefecture.
In the end, Iron Mountain County had to agree to Ryan's conditions.
"So how can you win the war?"
Two more days have passed, and the nobles on either side are losing their composure. The armies of Viscount Hogg and Hector are all being consumed, and their food supplies are even larger. If they don't break the castle, their losses will be huge.
Iron Mountain County This is even more true. Every day's siege battles make them tremble with fear.
"We must rush in tomorrow, and I will send two hundred knights with us!"
Viscount Hogg gritted his teeth, but at the last moment he couldn't help but increase his position, let his cavalry dismount to fight, and threw them into the meat grinder.
"I will definitely win tomorrow."
Hector next to him also had gloomy eyes. His losses in just two or three days exceeded all previous wars.
With the arrival of a new day, the soldiers on both sides lost their initial enthusiasm, and their eyes were full of fear of death and war.
Only a small number of fanatics who pursued the glory of knights were still passionate. The surging army once again rushed in front of the Viscount's castle. There was no passage to the city gate and it was already soaked in blood.
As the two sides collided again with blood, Ryan had already led a group of powerful knights to stand high in the castle, each of them holding one or two black barrels.
"Ryan, this is all the oil in my castle."
"And, can you really guarantee that my farmland will not be burned down?"
Viscount Walter looked at Ryan with a pale face. Even at this moment, he was constantly convincing himself, otherwise he was really afraid that he would stop Ryan in an instant.
"No, maybe even you will thank me."
Ryan spoke calmly, then picked up the small oil drum in his hand and threw it forward with all his strength.
"Throw them all to me!"
Ryan picked up another oil drum and handed it to the noble viscount Golden Knight next to him.
"Lord Viscount, would you like to come too?"
Bang!
Viscount Hogg looked at the broken barrel that fell from the sky in front of him. The smell of the dark liquid in it made him frown. The next moment, he saw Ryan above the castle in the distance with his peripheral vision. He opened his bow and arrow, and the burning flames streaked across the sky and fell to the ground.
Viscount Walter's castle is surrounded by a vast plain? No, it was a field that had just been harvested. Due to the haste, too many straws and part of the grain that had not been harvested collapsed in it.
boom!!!
The flames ignited the earth and illuminated the sky at this moment. At the same time, there were the frightened and uncontrollable voices of the hundreds of horses behind Viscount Hogg.
"Xilulu!"
The war horses kept retreating. No matter how well they were trained, they were still wild beasts, and fearing flames was their instinct. As they watched the fire ahead continue to burn, and because of the fire spreading from the straw in the plowed fields, the eyes of these war horses were full of fear.
"Their cavalry is useless."
At the gate of the castle, the defensive soldiers suddenly withdrew from a large open space. Ryan and Golden Knight Viscount Walter, wearing Mithril Armor, held Knight's Greatsword in front of their left chests with both hands. Behind them, followed by hundreds of powerful soldiers, launched a charge towards the city gate.
"Victory belongs to us!"
"Glory to the bloodline!"
Ryan and Viscount Walter shouted, Knight's Greatsword cut off the barbarian's giant axe. At the same time, flames and oil barrels were smashed down outside the castle, burning on the siege vehicle that was originally resistant to stones. The flames dripped with the oil and water, making the soldiers retreat in fear. As they retreated, the soldiers led by the two nobles had completely occupied the position of the city gate.
Ryan still overestimated the flammability of cooking oil at this time. The outside world was not as full of fire as he thought. However, the flames and thick smoke burning in hundreds of positions were enough to block Viscount Hogg's cavalry and confuse the morale of the opponent's army.
"Kill!!!"
The huge army launched an attack on the enemy. After urging several times, Viscount Hogg in the distance finally panicked when he saw that the horses under his knights were completely in a mess.
"Retreat, retreat quickly, where is the warlock? Put out the fire for me!"
"Damn Feriancino!!!"
At this moment, Viscount Hogg finally thought of his offering that controlled Earth Magic. If the other party was there, no matter how hard these flames burned, they would not be able to stop his cavalry.
The huge battlefield became completely chaotic under the blazing fire. The warlocks were still releasing spells, but they were warlocks, not real Mages, and the means to extinguish the fire were even more scarce.
By the time most of the flames on the battlefield were extinguished, Viscount Hogg's army had been completely defeated. I don't know if the cavalry would have won if they charged at this time, but I, the future Extraordinary Legion seed, would definitely suffer heavy losses.
Just like Viscount Hogg said, there is no absolute life-or-death battle in this war. Whoever's army can't bear the pressure of a large number of deaths first will fail. The army composed of these ordinary slaves has already reached its limit in several days of fighting. Today's fire has burned out all the courage in their bodies.
"Viscount Hogg, surrender!"
Ryan shouted loudly.
"Your army does not belong to you alone. The nobles of Silver Stream County cannot bear such losses, and neither can you."
Ryan's words finally brought Viscount Hogg back to reality.
Indeed, this is a war between two counties. Their respective armies are all drawn from the serfs. They are already the vast majority of the remaining young men in the territory. Baron Viscount, you contribute a little and I contribute a little, gathering the serfs in each territory to form an army.
They do not entirely belong to a noble family. Just like Iron Mountain County is complaining now, the nobles of Silver Stream County are also unable to bear huge losses.
Viscount Hogg looked at Ryan.
"Maybe we should talk."