Who taught him to restore the country like this?

The brown-haired young man's eyes turned cold when he heard this.

"According to the agreement, you should have sent troops to the capital within five days. You kept delaying it until now, and now you want us to give you two more days. Are you kidding us?"

Ian's repeated violations of the agreement have made the brown-haired young man lose his patience.

"Don't worry about the affairs of the Thorn Territory anymore. Take all the soldiers you can muster and set off with me tomorrow morning." His tone was unquestionable.

"Impossible, I must take control of the Thorn Territory." Ian said in a firm tone, with no intention of compromise.

"Bai Mu City has the help of a mysterious strong man, so it won't be easy to take it down." The brown-haired young man said coldly.

"No matter how mysterious it is, it is only level six at best. I have the Heart of the White Lion, which can unleash the power of level seven magic, enough to take over Baimu City." Ian said.

"What if they leave Baimu City and run out of Thorn Territory? Are you going to chase them?" asked the brown-haired young man.

Won’t they run away if they can’t win?

Once you leave, they will be able to fight back.

"We must eradicate the problem completely." Ian replied seriously.

If you dare to run, I will chase you!

"you……"

Seeing that he could not persuade him, the brown-haired young man knew that he could not rely on the troops of the Thorn Territory.

"Hmph! Take care of yourself!"

He gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, left a few cold words, and walked away.

Ian frowned when he heard these cutting words.

My father 'disappeared' because he refused to cooperate.

He was worried that these people would make him 'disappear' as well.

But then he thought again, this is the Thorn Territory, his home turf, and those people can't do anything to him, so he felt relieved.

"Go get Zor."

Ian left the reception room and instructed the butler.

Zor is a sixth-level great wizard under his command. Tonight, he will personally lead two thousand guards to attack Baimu City.

At this moment, he didn't have the extra energy to care about the rats hiding in Silver City. Anyway, as long as he took over Baimu City in one fell swoop, the rats would have no place to live if they ran away.

Back in the study, Ian took out the Heart of the White Lion. To be safe, he had to take it with him.

Soon, two thousand guards were assembled.

Ian put on his armor and mounted his warhorse.

"set off!"

As Ian's horse rushed out, five hundred cavalrymen and fifteen hundred fully armed soldiers marched into the night.

at the same time.

The evacuation of a large number of guards immediately attracted the attention of Andu who was hiding in the underground wine cellar.

"Another guard has left Silver City."

"How far have you walked?" Byron hurried forward and asked.

"A sixth-level archmage, two thousand guards, and Ian." Andu said.

Upon hearing this, the dark eyes of the people who had been trapped for many days suddenly brightened.

"What are you waiting for? Get out there!"

This time, Byron did not ask for the opinion of the Duke's eldest son, but walked straight towards the exit of the cellar. The three captains of the Tiantu Mercenary Corps hesitated for a moment and followed Byron's pace.

The rest of the people looked at the Duke's eldest son.

"Follow." Without much thought, the eldest son of the Duke made the decision.

The wine and food in the cellar have been used up, and staying here is just waiting for death.

They no longer care about so many things. Even if it is a conspiracy, they have to give it a try.

Otherwise, if you miss this great opportunity, you may not have a better chance to break out later.

……

As dawn broke, a faint light shone into Baimu City, gradually covering the lights that had been burning all night.

The battle ended last night, and the guards of Shiraki Castle were busy with post-war work in the second half of the night.

Treating the wounded, repairing the city walls, clearing out war preparations, cleaning up the corpses... no one slacked off.

What happened last night might be a good thing for the people who gathered together temporarily in Baimu City.

As Krag's adjutant had expected, after Baihe City was captured, different voices did emerge in Baimu City, which became the last remaining force.

Some suggested withdrawing from the Thorn Territory first and then making plans, while others suggested taking the initiative to attack... If the Silver City army had launched a surprise attack on the White Wood City the night before, without external interference, the divided White Wood City would not have fought to the end.

Unfortunately, they didn't seize the opportunity, giving Baimucheng more time to neutralize the sound.

However, facing the powerful attack of the Silver City army last night, the city gates were broken, the city walls were lost, and they were at a disadvantage with no hope in sight. Many people still wanted to surrender at one point.

But last night was different from the night before, as there was external interference.

Not only was the Silver City army's offensive rhythm disrupted, but their commander was also killed in the chaos, and they were finally scared off by suspicion.

This hard-earned victory greatly eased the depressing atmosphere in Baimu City over the past two days.

Everything will be easy if you win.

Chapter 116 Summoning Scroll

City Lord's Mansion.

"Mr. Thompson, the people in White Wind City have confessed that they used this to escape supervision."

Raphael walked into the study, glanced at the former city lord lying on the ground, bowed respectfully and reported the results of the interrogation.

He presented the things he had found from the people in White Wind City to Ron.

Sitting on a mahogany chair covered with animal fur, Ron put the scattered ancient books beside him aside and looked at what Raphael handed him.

It was a yellowed scroll, about the thickness of a thumb and twenty centimeters long, emitting a strange odor.

Ron unfolded the scroll, which was thirty centimeters long. On it was a snake-shaped totem painted with special ink. The fine silver lines glowed with a cold blue light under the candlelight.

Ron could tell at a glance that this was not a magic scroll, but a very rare summoning scroll.

What makes it rare is not how powerful it is, but its very high production cost, including the scroll material, special ink, finding the summoned creature, carving totems and contract emblems... every step here costs a lot of money.

Especially for summoned creatures, it is difficult to contract powerful summoned creatures into summoning scrolls, and weak summoned creatures are not of much use even if contracted.

So few people make this thing.

Ron tried to inject some magic into the scroll, and those seemingly random totems suddenly twisted strangely.

"According to what they explained, the monster contracted by this summoning scroll is called the Inspiration Snake. It can sneak by clinging to shadows, concealing its magic power, and approaching its target. Anyone bitten by it will lose consciousness and be possessed by it," said Raphael.

After letting the people from White Wind City into the city, they strictly confiscated their weapons and separated them for custody.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for people from White Wind City to stir up trouble in the city, but who would have thought that these people were carrying such summoning scrolls.

Last night, the people of White Wind City used the Inspiration Snake to deal with the guarding soldiers, which led to the subsequent events.

“How many people were bitten?”

Ron observed it for a moment and then rolled up the scroll again.

"Sixty-seven people," Raphael replied.

In fact, there were many more people who were bitten, but the battle last night was too hasty and chaotic, and they didn't know that these people were under control. Most of them were killed as rebels.

The sixty-seven people still alive were all controlled before the war. They were all guards who were in charge of the people in White Wind City.

After they were controlled, they ran to rescue other people from Baifeng City, but were discovered to be acting strangely by the guards from Baimu City, who forcibly controlled them.

"Take me to see it."

"Yes."

Ron stuffed the scroll into his pocket, stood up and walked out of the study.

"Clean up the study."

Raphael followed Ron out of the study and said to the guard standing at the door.

The guard nodded respectfully, and after the two men walked away, he entered the study and carried out the former city lord who had fainted on the ground.

He wasn't dead yet, but he was almost dead. The Soul Transfer Potion only temporarily transformed one person's soul into another's, not causing death, but it was very damaging to the soul. He would be foolish to keep it alive.

Led by Raphael, Ron came to the police station.

At this time, the Security Department was overcrowded, and the corridors and courtyards were full of wounded people. Last night's war was even more intense than the previous civil war in Baimu City.

There are simply not enough Chinese medicine practitioners in Baimu City.

"It's all here."

Raphael stopped at a corner on the west side of the training ground.

In front of him were more than sixty people tied up and lying on the ground like caterpillars, unable to move.

Ron glanced at these people.

Ok?

He turned his gaze back.

Among this group of people, I saw the little girl Renee.

No wonder I didn’t see anyone last night, it turns out he was under control here.

Ron walked up to Renee, squatted down and used derivatives to check her physical condition.

Still optimistic.

The Inspiration Snake is a demonic creature that parasitizes the mind. Its parasitism will not cause much damage to the host's body in a short period of time.