After pondering for a moment, he looked at the tall and thin noble behind him, Viscount Wells, the current head of the Wells family:

"Carl, how many people are there to deliver it?"

Carl looked pale, and looked at Otto with fear and awe. He couldn't help but tremble and stammered:

"Your Majesty, you're almost... there are about 20,000..."

Otto frowned slightly:

“Are there no more people?”

"No...no...time is tight... plus... with the captives we captured and the villagers caught in nearby villages, these are all people over 40 years old...the nearby villages and towns are no longer visible at all."

Carl hesitated for a moment and said.

After saying that, he hesitated again and asked carefully:

"That... Your Majesty... We are like this... Is it a bit too... too..."

Otto glanced at him coldly:

"What's too much?"

Carl opened his mouth and finally swallowed:

"No...nothing..."

Otto retracted his gaze and turned his eyes to the city again, and when he saw the battle situation that was unpredictable and the life force that was far insufficient on the badge, his brows frowned even deeper.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly spoke:

"Send the young villagers too, tell them that if they don't die, their elders will die and their children will become sacrifices."

Carl was stunned.

He hesitated for a moment and stuttered:

"But...but...but your Majesty, have they sent their elders already?"

Otto did not answer him again, but glanced at him coldly, making Carl's heart thump.

The high priest who was accompanying him quickly said to him:

"Master Viscount, the young villagers didn't know that their elders had gone to die, so... if they told them, they would fight to the death."

Carl opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything. Instead, he nodded in fear and stepped back with a fierce temper.

After a while, there were again commotion in front of the military formation, and a large number of new civilians were pushed out...

This time, their average age is much younger.

The riots appeared faintly among the civilians, but were quickly suppressed by the soldiers.

Forced by fully armed guards, the civilians picked up their swords and rushed towards the direction of Augs City again...

The battle started again.

However, looking at the battle up and down the city walls in the distance and looking at the badges flashing in his hands, the brows of the Red Maple King Otto frowned deeper and deeper.

"Strange... the soul power is fine, how can life power grow so slowly?"

"Can you really only be able to sacrifice the life of the extraordinary?"

He muttered in confusion.
Chapter completed!