Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent

"They are waiting for us." Anton Keller muttered in a grim tone when he saw the warriors of House Harrison on top of the walls.

He raised his hand to signal their troops to stop.

Looking at the archers on top of the wall, Anton Keller frowned. "It will be difficult for a siege."

Just then, a heavily protected man appeared on top of the wall. It was Richard Harrison.

"Old bastard Anton, what do you think you are doing by bringing your army in front of our estate?!" Richard shouted, his voice echoing in everyone's ears.

The people of House Keller were infuriated by his lack of respect, but Anton prevented them from saying anything.

He couldn't see Richard's face from this distance, but he could sense the disdain in his voice.

"Sir Warrick, please tell him what we have discussed earlier." The old man told Warrick.

"Understood." Warrick nodded.

He stepped forward and took a long, deep breath as he shouted. "I am Warrick Mason, a warrior of House Silversword! Release the people you captured and we will write off this enmity!"

His booming voice drifted over to the enemy side.

The people on top of the walls were shaken when they heard that it was Warrick, but knowing that they also had Transcendents on their side, they soon relaxed.

Meanwhile, Richard sneered. "Do you think we are afraid of House Silversword?! If you want to save those people, then you must kill me first!"

Warrick and Anton already expected this kind of response.

Warrick no longer wasted his energy to converse with him. He sent Anton a knowing look.

Seeing this, the old man sighed and nodded. "Do it."

After getting his approval, Warrick raised his hand and shouted. "Bring out the catapults!"

House Keller also invested in their military and one of the items they purchased was the catapults. These weapons of war had been sitting in their storage for many years and now, they would finally be put into use.

The warriors pushed the huge catapults into position. There were five of these siege weapons, neatly placed in strategic locations.

When Richard and the warriors of House Harrison saw these weapons of war, they were stunned.

"Aim your arrows to those things! Do not let them shoot the boulders!" Richard barked out with a serious look.

We underestimated them! Who would have thought that those bastards from House Keller actually possess such destructive weapons?! Just where did they get those things?!

Richard didn't expect the enemy to possess such formidable weapons. He immediately issued a series of commands to his subordinates.

In the next moment, a rain of arrows descended from the sky.

Suu! Suu! Suu! Suu!

Seeing this, Warrick made a hand gesture as he shouted. "Shield bearers, move forward and raise your shields!"

Thirty muscular warriors raised their shields to protect the operators of the catapults.

The arrows fell upon them, but their sturdy shields managed to stop the arrows.

With the protection from the shield bearers, the operators of the catapults were able to safely launch the boulders toward the enemy walls.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The huge boulders struck the twenty-foot-tall walls!

Some unlucky warriors turned into meatpaste after being squashed by the boulders. A portion of the wall was also destroyed!

Richard's face darkened.

Dammit! We need to destroy those catapults, but those damn shield bearers are making things difficult for us!

Most of their arrows also failed to reach the enemy line because the catapults were positioned beyond their archers' range. Only the arrows released by their Knight Apprentices could reach them, but they couldn't break through the shield bearers' shields.

While he was racking his brains on how to destroy the catapults, Warrick ordered the operators to release the second wave of attacks.

In the next moment, five huge boulders flew overhead and came crushing toward the enemy walls.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The impact blasted the seemingly impregnable wall and even the main gate was destroyed, making the warriors of House Harrison feel uneasy.

Seeing this, Warrick raised his weapon and shouted. "Cavalry, charge with me!"

"Nock your arrows and shoot anyone you see!"

The cavalrymen of House Silversword were trained in archery and swordsmanship. They were versatile warriors who had mastered numerous techniques related to warfare.

Among the one hundred warriors he brought from the household, half of them were cavalrymen. House Keller also had cavalrymen, but they were lacking in terms of versatility.

Warrick pinned his hopes on his subordinates.

Suu! Suu! Suu! Suu!

Arrows descended upon them, but Warrick and the Knights blocked them to prevent casualties on their cavalrymen.

Warrick's subordinates immediately retaliated, releasing their arrows to the enemies on top of the wall.

"We are almost there! Keep pushing!" Warrick shouted while effortlessly blocking the arrows that came his way.

With him at the forefront, they managed to close in with minimal casualties.

However, just as they were about to rush through the destroyed main gate, enemies started pouring out.

"Enemy cavalry! Prepare for contact!" Warrick shouted.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at a certain figure. It was an old man holding a lance and a shield.

Treston!

Warrick exclaimed. He felt a bit nervous facing this renowned warrior, but there was also this strange feeling of excitement rising from deep within him.

It was the desire to fight someone powerful!

Without hesitation, Warrick urged his mount to speed up with a squeeze of his legs. He then quietly imbued mana into his body to protect himself from unexpected attacks.

Upon gaining momentum, he raised his sword and brandished it with all his might, causing the air to twist and turn under his terrifying force!

Whoosh!

The target of his attack, Treston, frowned upon seeing this. He imbued mana into his left arm and raised his shield forward. He braced himself from the coming attack.

Bang!

Warrick's sword struck Treston's shield with great force that caused his mount to neigh in protest.

The latter grunted and swung his lance in retaliation.

Whoosh!