Just as Viscount Kevin was feeling nervous, the reinforcements from the South County had yet to arrive.
On the contrary, on the morning of the next day, Gray fog rose up from the plain in the north. At the same time, under the gray fog that was like showing off and brandishing its fangs and claws, one could vaguely see many figures.
Like an arrogant long dragon, it slowly approached Maas Castle.
"It's coming!" Viscount Kevin's voice was trembling.
He swallowed his saliva and forcefully suppressed the fear in his heart. He waved his hand and shouted, "Everyone, pay attention. Pull up the drawbridge and the city gate. All the soldiers go up the city wall. Archers go up the tower. Speed up!"
"Yes!" the orderly voice rang out in the castle.
The soldiers were all shaking.
Soldiers holding crossbows and war bows quickly appeared on the tower and the city wall.