Marquis Stilwell watched his troops climb the wall step by step, as if they were disappearing into an endless abyss. Now he had no way, not even the idea of escape. He didn''t know where he could escape alone.


    As an old man, he has no strength to escape to the East alone. At the moment, he is waiting to die. Stilwell looks at the direction of the city wall without God. He doesn''t know why he came to this step.


    Is it because of the enemy in front of you? Marquis Stilwell doesn''t think so. Maybe he shouldn''t go out to this muddy water. He can only blame his own unrealistic fantasies and can''t resist the temptation from the seaman Kingdom, which leads to today''s situation. Otherwise, he is still a respected marquis in the East.


    As Marquis Stilwell saw, the battle on the wall soon ended. The troops in the East were completely destroyed, and Nord''s troops ended with heavy casualties. When there were no new enemies on the wall, Nord was in a trance. In Nord''s eyes, the whole wall was bloody.


    Now there are not many soldiers who can stand on the wall. After the battle, many soldiers fell to the ground exhausted, without any scruples about the bloody bodies on the ground. Many soldiers have fallen to the ground and can no longer stand up, because they have died.


    Nord looked around. Everyone was in a daze. He didn''t have the strength to cheer for the hard won victory. At the most critical time, the archers shooting on one side came to fight, and too many soldiers fell on the wall.


    Nord took a deep breath and introduced a strong smell of blood into his nose. Even though Nord had experienced many battles, he was very uncomfortable. Nord waded deeply and shallow through the blood and some messy things on the city wall. Nord didn''t want to know whose pancreas was trampled under his feet.


    After walking to Lehman, Nord found that Lehman had become a blood gourd. There was no place on his body that was not blood red, just like taking a bath from the blood.


    Nord patted Lehman on the shoulder. He didn''t mean to dislike Lehman at all, because Nord knew that he was almost like Lehman. Don''t dislike the second brother. The most important thing is that Nord finally won the battle.


    "Are you okay?"


    Lehman shook his head gently, and Nord saw drops of dark red blood from the tip of his hair. Lehman''s eyes were a little confused, as if he had entered the sage moment after the battle, and the spirit of the whole person disappeared. In fact, many soldiers, whether Lehman or not, were in this state.


    "Take the soldiers down and have a rest. I''ll handle the next things."


    It may be the reason why Nord is a man for two generations, so his acceptance can be very strong, even after the battle. Nord also felt very tired, but he knew that it was not time for him to rest, and the battle had to wait for Nord to finish.


    Nord shouted loudly, let these soldiers who can still move leave the wall, and help those comrades in arms who have not changed their actions to deal with their wounds. Only by leaving this bloody battlefield as soon as possible can these mentally stimulated soldiers slowly recover.


    These were originally the tasks of Lehman and Marco, but they had never experienced such a bloody battle, and their psychology could not bear it. In fact, Nord also said, "the times have indeed changed, but this should not belong to you. The times belonging to the ISAAC family have long passed. Are you the successor of the ISAAC family?"


    "Nord Isaac pays tribute to you. I am the heir of the ISAAC family. Let me send you a word. Heroes make the times. There is no era, only losers eliminated by the times."


    Nord''s words were as deep as a dagger in the heart of the Marquis of Stilwell. The victory of the battle also sharpened Nord''s momentum. From the moment of victory, Nord boarded the stage of competing for power and profit in this continent. He was not allowed to shrink back.