A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

“No, this is our only chance,” Peter said stubbornly. “We can take the castle.”

"Are you an idiot?" Aaron shouted angrily. "The Tanmo people have sounded the alarm. Tonight, we're not launching a surprise attack, we're going to launch a full-scale assault."

"I don't deny it, but at least we took the drawbridge and the city gate, so we don't have to face the solid city walls."

Moreover, our army is far better prepared than the Tanmo people, so we may very well win this battle.

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly. "Where do you get your confidence? Let me make it clear beforehand that I won't help you kill people randomly."

Besides, and I don't mean to discourage you, the truth is we absolutely cannot take this city tonight.

"How will you know if you don't try."

Aaron's lips twitched slightly, and he gave Peter a thumbs up for his stubbornness.

He then turned to Susan and asked, "Was your brother drunk before he left? Does he know what that means?"

Just as Susan was about to say something, she heard a flurry of footsteps outside.

The centaur leader led the Narnia army across the drawbridge and stormed into the city through the gates.

It turned out that within half a minute of their conversation, Edmund had fixed the flashlight and initiated the second signal.

Peter seized the opportunity to raise his sword, shouting, "For Narnia!"

The king boosted morale, and the entire army poured into the city.

Susan and Caspian had no choice but to join the battle and fight against the Tanmo soldiers.

"What the hell!" Aaron couldn't help but swear. He really wondered if he was cursed, as his teammates always managed to drive him to exhaustion.

The Narnia army quickly clashed with the Tanmor soldiers. Although outnumbered, the Narnias possessed not only intelligence but also their own racial talents.

The half-goat and the goat-man were agile and could even scale walls. They were incredibly strong and almost unstoppable. Repechip rushed over from the control room, leading two henchmen as they swiftly traversed the ground to help relieve the pressure on the others.

"Idiot, I've never seen such a stupid idiot." Aaron looked at Peter, who was fighting hard in the crowd, without offering to help at all.

He said he wanted to try it, and then he died trying.

The Narnias are currently barely on par with the Tammor, but once the Tammor reinforcements arrive, they will be completely outmatched.

Just as he was inwardly lamenting that his opponent was more trouble than he was worth, two Tanmo soldiers charged at him.

“Hey, hey, hey!

"I'm already being merciful by not helping him, but you're courting death, that's another matter." Aaron retorted speechlessly, then gripped his sword with both hands, swept the blade horizontally, and sent a soldier flying.

As he turned, he grabbed the hilt of the second soldier's sword with one hand and plunged the sword into his chest.

"Archers, locate the target."

An officer shouted, and dozens of soldiers armed with crossbows occupied the high ground of the castle.

Edmund, who was retreating down the tower, ran into a line of archers. He jumped down from the height and kicked one of the archers off the wall, but he also came into the sight of the other archers.

Gulu!

Edmund swallowed hard, took off running, and slipped through a door before a hail of swords rained down on him, bolting the door shut with a flashlight.

But to his utter surprise, there was a tower behind the door, and he was trapped and died on it.

Miraz stood smugly on the city wall, watching the battle below. He suddenly felt that there was no need to build the bridge in Beluna.

Caspian, the remnants of Narnia, are all here.

Once the city gates are closed, they'll be trapped like turtles in a jar, and we can wipe them all out tonight.

Chapter 435 The entire army retreated; you should thank me.

Aaron saw the archers aiming on the city wall and knew he couldn't slack off anymore.

Watching a play is fine, but you should still be mindful of boundaries.

Those who participated in the raid were all Narnia's elite troops. If they suffered heavy losses in this siege, the battles that followed would be even more difficult.

boom! boom! boom!

The three gunshots rang out very clearly in everyone's ears, causing both sides in the midst of the battle to pause for a moment.

After a brief silence, the centaur leader shouted, "Retreat! Retreat now!"

The Narnias abandoned their immediate opponents and rushed towards the city gate.

Aaron twirled his gun a few times, put away the silver pistol, and then silently retreated outside the city gate.

Having done this much, he had a clear conscience, at least preserving Narnia's fighting strength to the greatest extent possible.

"Close the city gates! Close the city gates right now!" Miraz roared in exasperation.

In his view, tonight should be a brilliant defense of Tammo.

Although it was a bit exciting, it would all be worth it as long as the invading enemy was completely annihilated.

If Caspian is killed, he will be the sole heir to the throne.

By annihilating the Narnias, he fulfilled his ancestors' dying wish.

His achievements were enough to rightfully allow him to inherit the throne, and the elders of the council could not find any fault with them.

But if they escape, the battle will be flawed, like a thorn stuck in your heart.

Peter was also completely dumbfounded. He didn't expect Aaron to have a second gun, and he certainly didn't expect him to bypass him and send a retreat signal.

He was planning to storm the castle and capture Miraz, but once the retreat signal was given, he had no one else to cover him, and going up alone would be suicide.

“Let’s go, Peter!” Susan shouted.

Peter's chest heaved with anger, but whether he liked it or not, he had no choice but to retreat.

“Take her out,” Peter said to the centaur leader, instructing him to take Susan away.

He himself stayed in the city to help the wounded evacuate as much as possible.

"Where's Caspian?" Susan asked as she passed the city gate.

“I didn’t see him,” Aaron said truthfully. “If nothing unexpected happens, he went to rescue his teacher.”

"Don't overthink it. The retreat signal has already been sent out. As long as he's not deaf, he'll know where to run."

Susan was speechless and obediently followed the centaur leader away.

Edmund also heard the gunshots, but behind him were pursuers, and ahead were city walls tens of meters high; he had nowhere to go.

Fortunately, the griffin that brought him here seemed to notice his helplessness and quickly flew over, grabbed his shoulders, and carried him into the sky.

when!when!when!

The soldiers on the city wall slashed a chain with great effort, and a large bag of stones attached to it fell to the ground.

This is an emergency control device that can temporarily close the city gates and drawbridges to deal with the current situation and prevent the enemy from escaping.

The city gate began to descend, and the drawbridge outside also began to slowly rise.

More than 80% of Narnia's army withdrew, but a portion remained far from the city gates and had no time to retreat.

Upon seeing this, a human-cow immediately stood below the city gate and single-handedly lifted the heavy gate, giving the others a chance to escape.

Suddenly, a side door inside the castle burst open, and Caspian and Cornelius rushed out.

They each rode a horse, and Caspian also led one for Peter.

Peter did not hesitate; he immediately mounted his horse and charged toward the city gate.

"Attack! Order the attack!" Miraz said.

“But our men are still down there,” the general said with difficulty.

Miraz didn't care about any of that. He snatched the crossbow from the general and said, "Attack now."

Those Narniaians may have fled, but he can always lead his troops to hunt them down after the bridge is built.

But he couldn't let Caspian escape; it would be a threat to his throne and his son.

Moreover, Caspian now knows the cause of his father's death, and there is no room for reconciliation between them. Once Caspian succeeds in seizing the throne, he will definitely not let him go.

A dense barrage of crossbow bolts rained down on the city gate, and many Narnias fell on their way back.

The bull was also hit in the thigh by a crossbow bolt, but he continued to persevere.

"What a tough guy!" Aaron exclaimed. "To be honest, I don't really like the way you are, but I still admire your actions."

"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here. I can't hold on much longer," the bull said in a muffled voice. "After I fall, it won't just be the city gates that are closed, but also the drawbridge."

Upon hearing this, Aaron sighed thoughtfully and stepped back into the city gate.

"Are you crazy? Get out of here!"

"I'll help them to the end; after all, I was the one who sent out the retreat signal."

"It's a bit inappropriate to just stand by and watch," Aaron said, drawing his longsword and deflecting several arrows aimed at the bull. "But let me make this clear: I can only block the crossbow bolts aimed at you; I can't worry about the others."

The man and the cow fell silent for a moment, unsure of what to say.

Over the next few minutes, Aaron swung his sword continuously, with a clear rhythm and without any unnecessary movements.

After everyone had left, in addition to a few corpses, there were dozens or even hundreds of arrows that had been shot down in front of the city gate.

Not only were the people amazing, but even the Tanmo soldiers, generals, the king, and even Peter and others on the other side of the suspension bridge were stunned.

They seemed to have returned to the time when they first learned swordsmanship, and Aaron was their swordsmanship instructor, demonstrating top-level swordsmanship.

“Kill him,” Miraz murmured, a hint of apprehension creeping into his expression. “He must be killed; he poses too great a threat.”

"But... Your Majesty, our archers can't do anything to him."

“Then let’s fight in close combat. I believe he can take on a dozen or so, but he definitely can’t stop dozens,” Miraz said coldly. “Besides, the Minotaur is still there; he won’t retreat easily.”

The general nodded and immediately selected fifty soldiers to charge towards the city gate.

"almost."

"That's about it," Ren Niu said with satisfaction. "You can go now. It's their good fortune to have a friend like you."

"Maybe!" Aaron shrugged, then kicked the bull in the stomach, sending him flying onto the suspension bridge.

Bang, bang, bang!