The Delighted Farrant

The Holy War Coalition on the city wall had completely lost the will to fight, and the elite knights and their squires were no different.

"Open the gates and let us in!"

"The Fief Knights were pounding against the last wall of the main fortress inside Rukoin Fortress. It was only five meters high and extremely narrow, with just enough room for the soldiers to stand behind it as a barrier.

As for the Temple Knights of the Church, they stood shamefacedly behind the Fief Knights, keeping watch for enemies who might come from behind. At that moment, the Crimson Gryphon Knights were still trampling the foot knights who had failed to retreat in time.

"Open the gates! Otherwise, I'll butcher you!"

The guards on the wall looked at one another, unsure what to do.

"Open the gates!" A knight gritted his teeth and issued the order. He was the commander responsible for the safety of this section of wall, and the disastrous battle situation before him had all fallen within his view. If he did not open the gates, the only result would be the deaths of more than eight thousand soldiers, over two thousand knights, Temple Knights, men-at-arms, and their squires.

"Creak..." The city gates slowly opened with a teeth-grating sound caused by a lack of lubrication, and the knights and Temple Knights quickly poured through the breach in the high wall.

At that moment, large numbers of routed soldiers fleeing from the wall had also reached the gates. They surged forward like a dense swarm of ants.

"Close the gates! Shut them!" the commander on the wall hurriedly shouted. If possible, he would have been more than willing to let these soldiers enter.

But how long would it take for all these people to get inside? The