Chapter 307

On August 18 of the Holy Calendar, the refitted Arda army resumed its march. On the 20th, they crossed the border of the Duke's direct territory again and headed straight for Cent.

1 Kent once again assembled an army to block the Arda army, but was still defeated. Since then, the road to Cent has been unobstructed.

The news that the usurper had no soldiers available quickly spread throughout the Northwest Bay, and other lords in the coalition also resumed their attacks. They simply bypassed Bido Castle and left only a small number of troops to watch over the garrison inside.

In late August, the three earldoms and other independent lords of all sizes who had always maintained a neutral position announced their support for the coalition and jointly denounced the usurper Martz Kent for his illegitimate position.

Many lords who were originally attached to Maltz Kent changed their allegiance and announced their surrender to the coalition forces. Those who did not formally surrender also secretly sent people to negotiate with the coalition forces. Paul Graman was the most sought after one. Everyone knew who made the greatest contribution in this war.

On the evening of August 25, the Duke's Mansion received news that the Alda army was less than 20 miles away from Sente. If nothing unexpected happened, they would arrive in Sente tomorrow.

At this time, Sente City, the largest city in the northwest bay, was already in a precarious situation, and people were panicking. The Duke's Mansion in the center of the city was even more miserable.

In the past, this place was crowded with people, and dignitaries and wealthy people from all over lined up to visit, but now it is deserted.

What's more terrifying is that people have been missing or dead in the mansion recently. Those who were found dead were all shriveled and bloodless, so rumors spread everywhere, and the rumors became more and more exaggerated.

Duke Martz Kent seemed to be too busy dealing with the war, and had no time to care about these things, allowing the rumors to spread. The servants in the Duke's mansion lived in fear all day long, but they did not dare to escape privately. Before the enemy captured Cent, the Duke was still the supreme authority here, and there were still a group of family knights who were loyal to him.

The situation of the enemy at the gates and the mysterious terrorist incident made the residents of the entire Cent city uneasy.

At noon on the 26th, the Alda army arrived outside the city of Cent, and with the auxiliary soldiers recruited again, the force was close to 6,000, tightly blocking the three gates of Cent. After the whole army had lunch and took a short break, they began to bombard the city at 2 pm.

The artillerymen were naked and sweating profusely as they fired shells one after another. In order to avoid the scorching summer, a shade shed was set up on each gun position. But even so, being in the artillery position is like being in a furnace. The barrel of the artillery will become hot after a few shots, and it is necessary to pour cold water on the gun to cool it down.

Using artillery bombardment is just a cover. For a strong city like Cent, the conventional siege method is too inefficient and will definitely cause huge casualties. Paul's plan is to dig a tunnel close to the base of the city wall, dig a large hole in the wall, place a large amount of gunpowder in the hole, and then detonate the collapsed city wall.

So a large number of soldiers took shovels and began to do more underground work, digging towards the city wall of Cent little by little.

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Maltz Kent sat alone in the empty hall of the Duke's Mansion.

He was recalling everything that happened after Barnett's plan began, and scenes flashed through his mind.

Half a year ago, it was in this hall that the lords of the Northwest Bay gathered together to celebrate the birthday of the then Duke Ferdinand. It was also on that day that the old duke announced that he would be chosen as his heir. Martz still remembers the shocked, terrified and unwilling look of the Duke's brother, Viscount Henry.

It was probably at that time that a conspiracy against him had already begun to brew.

Price Parker, Paul Graman, Molly Malken... one by one, these sewer rats and maggots in the toilet must have stayed in the corner of the hall and looked at him with jealous and twisted eyes.

Ah, I should have thrown these guys directly into the prison at that time, maybe there wouldn't be so many troubles later, let alone the current situation.

Speaking of the cell, the escape passage of the Ferdinand family actually has an entrance in the cell of the Duke's Mansion. Since that idiot Henry escaped, I sent people to almost dismantle the walls and floor tiles of the dungeon, and finally found the secret tunnel. Damn, how could I not have thought of this possibility.

However, even without Henry Ferdinand, Parker and Graman would find other reasons to rise up against him. These villains would not let him sit safely on the Duke's throne.

Humph, you didn't let me comfort you and killed my son. I won't let you have an easy time either.

Maltz Kent was thinking about the plan he had already planned. Yes, he did fail in the head-on confrontation, but the good show has just begun. He will become a nightmare and an indelible terror for his opponent for the rest of his life.

"Haha, the Duke is so leisurely and comfortable..."

Just as he was thinking about it, a slightly sarcastic voice sounded in the hall.

Maltz stood up suddenly. With his sharp senses now, he didn't notice anyone entering the hall.

A man in a black cloak appeared at the door, slowly took off his hood, revealing a young face. This is a handsome young man with an earring on his right ear, but his eyes are a little frivolous, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, he is wearing a black cloak in the middle of summer. Is this person sick?

It was obvious that this was not an ordinary person. He walked slowly to the front of the main seat, and there was only a low table between him and Maltz.

Maltz thought for a moment and asked tentatively: "Are you... a member of the Secret Society?"

The young man smiled and nodded.

"Where did Mr. Barnett go?"

The young man shook his head: "That adult's whereabouts are secretive, and we don't know either."

"Andy has gone back? Did he ask you to help me?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, Maltz shouted angrily: "Why did you come just now? It's too late now."

The young man spread his hands: "Help? Duke, you may have misunderstood something. Sorry, I don't want to talk nonsense, but something unpleasant is going to happen next."

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one book!

"Hahahaha!" Maltz laughed hysterically, "So I have no use value anymore. Do you come here to kill people to cover up your existence? Well, I have a debt to settle with you too."

Maltz suddenly jumped up, and his right hand clawed at the young man, so fast that people couldn't see the movement clearly.

However, just when his fingertips were about to touch the young man's face, his whole body suddenly stopped. Maltz still maintained the attacking posture after he jumped up, but it seemed as if he was still for a moment.

The young man took a step back slowly and said sarcastically: "My Lord Duke, you are only partly right. The more important reason is-"

His eyes suddenly became cold, and he said in a grim tone: "How dare you threaten a wizard, even if he is just an apprentice."

Threaten? Maltz's mind flashed the scene of forcing Andy to ask for help from the Secret Society.

The young man put his hand on Maltz's shoulder and pressed down gently. The Duke's body leaned forward and could not maintain balance. He fell heavily on the table under him. There was a candlestick on it. The sharp corner used to place the candle pierced Maltz's heart and came out from his back.

The Duke's stiff body did not even struggle, and gradually lost his breath.

A smile returned to the young man's face, put on his hood, turned around and left the hall.

More than an hour later, several servants carrying food came to the door of the hall and found that the guards on duty were actually sleeping soundly, so they hurriedly woke them up.

The guards were extremely ashamed. They were all elites around the Duke, but they collectively made such a low-level mistake.

It was probably because they were too tired recently.

The first servant entered the hall, and the scene inside scared him so much that he dropped the food on the ground.

Ten minutes later, the news that the Duke had died unexpectedly spread throughout the mansion.