The two parties were talking in an open space 500 meters away on the left outer edge of the castle.
Baiying led the soldiers to set up a simple open-air tent early in the morning - waiting for people to come from the castle.
The Canaan family sent out "Tuman Canaan",
The eccentric knight arrived with four more riders.
These four knights are the four trainee knights that Mrs. Rowling said she would promote yesterday.
She secretly told the four of them that if Tuman behaved in any "suspicious" way and immediately raised his left hand after returning to the castle, she would have Tuman taken down when the city gate opened and Tuman entered!
As the soldiers from the White Eagle Leader gathered around, the four riders were very nervous, and two of them even forgot what Mrs. Rowling had told them.
"Why are you panicking?"
Tuman sat down directly on the simple wooden chair in front of him.
He was not idle that night.
Except for the lord's room, he had explored every inch of the castle, keeping track of the food, the number of soldiers, and the damage to the city gates.
The castle would not be able to resist Oran unless the garrison could be tripled in number.
Looking out from the castle, one can vaguely see people guarding the main roads along every passage. This castle is already a dead city.
If you want to win, there is only one way left, take Oran directly!
Tuman temporarily found a blacksmith in the city, selected suitable iron materials from the formed iron materials, smashed out two small-diameter iron needles, and then hid them in his boots. He tested hundreds of times and finally made it bendable. When saluting from the waist, he took his hand down and threw it out instantly...
As a distinguished county magistrate, Oran waited for Tuman's arrival before bringing his people over.
The sun shone on the young lord, making it difficult to see his face clearly.
Tuman's sleeves were very long, and he used them to hide his body. He sank slightly, breathed heavier, and prepared...
When Oran was about ten meters away from Tuman, the soldiers around Oran drew out their spears and bows!
They moved forward and aimed at Tuman, and then Nanding and Kunsang stared at Tuman.
The fierce glare of the two ferocious beasts made Tuman dare not lower his body anymore to avoid arousing suspicion.
Olan walked slowly under the canvas covering the sun and sat down on the wooden chair in the middle.
The lord's majesty is clearly visible, or rather - arrogant.
Tuman calculated that the distance was about eight or nine meters.
Analyze in your mind that there is a chance that you can succeed with one shot, but if it fails...
He had to get closer, so close that there was no less than a 60% chance, so close that after he shot the iron needle, the four riders around him blocked the first round of fighting and stepped forward to take down Oran.
It can't be dead, it must be captured alive, otherwise the five of them will not be able to leave.
Tuman coughed twice, which was a "hint" before taking action.
But when the four riders saw the spears, they felt so cold that they were as dumb as a field man. They did not respond to the plan they had agreed on earlier.
They thought that the negotiation was at least divided into two rows, with equal numbers of people. Unexpectedly, what was left for their side was only a chair without a canvas shade above, and there was not even a long table, and they had to face the fierce people surrounding them. Group of soldiers.
Seeing this scene, Tuman could only suppress his thoughts and wait for the opportunity.
As Oran's messenger, "Titan" stood next to Oran, taking a step forward and shouting, "Who's coming?"
"Baron Dasif's subordinate, the castle steward knight, Tuman Canaan.
"Who do you see here?" Titan said again.
"County Durham, Your Excellency Oran." Tuman said again.
"Who do you see here!" Tai Tan asked three times, even spitting out excitement.
The spear continued to press forward. If it came any closer, it would hit his chest!
Tuman reluctantly replied, "Let me meet you next time - Lord of Durham, de jure king, His Excellency Oran."
"Please allow me to get close and kiss your ring." Tuman suggested.
Oran ignored it, while Titan glanced at the castle steward "Nanamp" beside him.
Nan Anpu motioned for him to continue, so the little fat man opened his eyes wide and extended his index finger to gesture, "Salute to your master, His Excellency Oran."
Tuman was forced to bend down, but a rider beside him was afraid that Tuman would suddenly have an attack and shoot out the iron needle, so he shouted, "No!"
This raises alarm.
Tuman didn't have this idea at all. He was "riding a tiger and couldn't get off", and saw a fierce warrior with tattoos on his face walking over.
"This person should be Kunsang, who is known as the evil (sword) ghost. It is rumored that the wedding competition will directly dig out the villain in the opponent's eyes..."
When Tuman was guessing, Kunsang stopped about two meters away from Tuman.
"Within today, the city gates will be opened, the white eagle flag will be erected, and the woman named Bol will be stripped naked and handed over, hung in the square, and let the stones fall on her, otherwise all of you will die."
Bol was Mrs. Rowling's bottom line, so this would definitely not work, and even if Olan wanted to kill him, he would not do it this way.
Seeing that Tuman didn't answer, he coughed dryly. Nan Anpu, who was beside him, took over and said, "Your Excellency, as a de jure king, is like a parent to his or her children. If a child makes a mistake, it only needs a lesson to repent."
"Yes, all glory goes to the Lord and His Excellency Oran."
Tuman responded, not daring to reach down anymore, and took it back in front of him, putting his palms against his chest to salute.
"It was you who pushed the Granger knight downstairs yesterday?" Oran looked at Tuman not far away and took stock.
Then he said, "Do you know that he has pledged allegiance to Uncle Ben?"
Tuman still didn't speak, and kept calculating in his mind.
But Olan didn't give him a chance to calm down and think, and pressed forward step by step.
"You killed Uncle Ben's subordinates. These spears should have passed through your body, but because you are the messenger, I will give you a chance and let the few riders around you bear all this for you. "
Oran pointed to the two knights on the left, "Uncle Ben allows you to give your last words."
"Your Mightiness!"
When the two riders had the spear pressed against their chests, they felt the sting and fear, making their legs weak in fear, and they directly betrayed Tuman.
"He has an iron needle hidden in his body, and he wants to harm you! Let us go, Your Excellency. We are willing to kneel at your feet, kiss your boots, and serve you with our lives."
The two of them had forgotten all the loyalty oaths sworn by the apprentice knights, and they were pleading with tears in their voices.
Tuman immediately lowered his body and stretched his hands towards the boots.
When he quickly pulled out the first slender iron needle, the soldiers around Olan raised their shields high and formed a shield wall. This made Tuman, whose eyesight was already very weak in the sun, even more unclear. Oran location.
Then a manor owner walked out from the shield formation and called Tuman.
This man's voice Tuman vaguely recalled that it was an old man from the castle who had worked with him as a former baron.
Oran's voice came out from the shield array again,
"Do you recognize this person? I gave an order from Lord Beng, and the surrounding manor owners sent people over. This person told me that the person who pushed the loyal Knight Granger off the city wall was a man who was imprisoned by the former baron. sinner.
Why does a sinner suddenly appear?
Uncle Ben is always very cautious about things that he cannot think clearly.
Now the rider next to you says that you want to hurt Ben Bo with the 'iron needle' on your body?
What a curious weapon, so start your show. "
As soon as Olan finished speaking, Nanding, Kunsang, Armand, and Ladd each led a team and captured the four riders, leaving Tuman standing alone.
"First Evolution"
He was like a small boat in a storm. If he made one wrong move, he would be swallowed up by huge waves.
