Tove took the parchment scroll off the carriage, found a top-tier archer among the knights, and ordered him to shoot the scroll onto the city wall.
Whoosh...
Following orders, the knight tied the parchment scroll to an arrow and shot it in a parabolic arc onto the city wall.
Soon, the parchment scroll was delivered into Aiden's hands by a soldier. After opening and reading it, a cold smile hooked the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and instructed the soldier, "Copy down the contents of the letter and send it back to Sedona City."
"Yes," The soldier replied respectfully, taking the parchment scroll and stepping down.
After all, a parchment scroll was too large. If it wasn't transcribed, a carrier pigeon wouldn't be able to fly with it.
"Does he take me for a fool? Does he really think I'd fall for such an empty promise? What an idiot!" Aiden smirked.
After all, the current lifestyle of nobles couldn't even compare to living in Sedona City. Sedona City had good wine, good meat, and a great environment, whereas most nobles just ate meat boiled in salt water and drank bitter ale.
"Captain Aiden, what do we do now?" A soldier asked.
"Let them keep waiting. I want to see what other tricks they can play," Aiden said dismissively. After reading that parchment scroll, all he wanted to do now was wait and watch a good show.
"Yes," The soldier replied respectfully.
Inside the carriage at the foot of the city wall, Kerrac and Tove had already waited for two or three hours. They had even eaten their lunch inside the carriage.
"Father, the parchment scroll was sent up half a day ago. Why is there still no movement?" Tove asked anxiously.
"It's impossible. With such excellent conditions, there's no reason to refuse," Kerrac said, his face gloomy.
"Let's force an attack, Father. Since they don't want to talk properly," Tove said. His hot-tempered personality lacked that kind of patience. In his eyes, it was just Liberty City; it simply couldn't withstand their attack.
"Wait a little longer." Kerrac's face was dark, still harboring a sliver of fantasy in his heart. After all, the conditions he offered were not bad at all.
Time ticked by minute by minute. During this time, Tove also shouted from below the city wall, but the soldiers' response was always that they were busy and had no time.
Although Tove really wanted to persuade his father to directly attack Liberty City, remembering how his father had reprimanded him for being a reckless brute over the past two days, he ultimately dropped the idea.
Time quickly reached dusk again. Seeing that Aiden and the others still had no intention of opening the city gates to talk, Kerrac ordered Tove and the men to retreat for now.
Clop, clop, clop...
Kerrac's group, filled with unvented frustration, retreated to their original campsite.
On the Liberty City wall.
"Captain Aiden, they've retreated," A soldier reported.
At this moment, Aiden was sitting in a chair, beside which sat the tea Lucas had given him before he came to Liberty City.
Aiden put down his teacup and said, "It looks like there will be a good show to watch tomorrow. By the way, was the letter I mentioned earlier sent to Sedona City?"
"It has already been sent. It should reach the city lord's hands by tomorrow," The soldier responded respectfully.
"Good. Send a few more people to keep an eye on them." After saying that, Aiden walked away.
He had made it clear he wouldn't listen to reason, so he guessed the other party wouldn't wait much longer. Perhaps a massive battle was about to begin.
"Yes," The soldier complied.
On the other side, Kerrac's group returned to their campsite. Several curses rang out from the main tent.
"Dammit! Dammit!!" Kerrac gritted his teeth and cursed angrily. His time was already short, yet he had wasted two days here. The crisis regarding the First Prince was still waiting for him.
"Father, we can't afford to drag this out any longer. Our remaining food will only last for a few days. We must enter Liberty City tomorrow," Tove said worriedly. He had just gone to check; the knights had eaten a lot over the past two days.
"Then we'll take Liberty City tomorrow. We'll just forcibly conscript people in the city to make up for the lost troops," Kerrac said with a serious face.
He had seen many problems from the situation today. That Aiden clearly had no intention of paying him any mind. The other party could afford to stall, but he couldn't.
Moreover, this could also serve as a form of intimidation or a probing attack.
"Fantastic!" Tove shouted excitedly. He had felt stifled for a long time.
The order to attack tomorrow was issued. They hastily finished their dinner, arranged for a few patrol knights to keep watch, and began to rest. As for whether they could actually fall asleep, that was unknown.
By daybreak, Kerrac's knight brigade was already fully equipped and ready to go. At this moment, a trace of murderous intent and brutality flashed in the depths of their eyes.
"Move out! We must take Liberty City today!" Kerrac shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Yes!" The over 1,300 knights replied in unison, their voices resounding through the entire forest.
Clop, clop, clop...
Kerrac's group marched aggressively toward Liberty City, arriving after over three hours.
At this moment, the Liberty City wall was already lined with archers—many more than the previous two days. The bows and arrows they used were all recurve bows and military crossbows. Their lethality was immense; every single shot could pierce through armor.
Aiden had been waiting on the city wall for a long time. He said softly, "As expected, the master's predictions were completely accurate."
"We'll give you one last chance! Open the city gates and let us in, otherwise, we will force an attack!" Tove clamored loudly, the anger he had suppressed for two days erupting at this moment.
"Force an attack? If you have the ability, then come," Aiden sneered. He was eager for them to attack so he could train his troops.
Tove's face was incredibly ugly right now. He turned his head and roared at the knight brigade, "Charge! Flatten Liberty City!"
He then stepped back. With so many bows and arrows on the city wall, he didn't want to be the first one charging in front to seek death.
"Kill!..."
"Charge!..."
The men of the knight brigade carried the wooden ladders they had built last night and charged forward, followed closely by knights holding shields.
"Fire!" Aiden raised his hand and waved, issuing the command.
Whoosh, whoosh... Hundreds of arrows were fired all at once in a swift barrage.
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