Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 92 Zhuoke IV (4)

"The attack of the Doctor's family means that other families who have received the news will also attack as soon as they see the Hastza flag. Your head has already been marked with the amount of money." Aijia persuaded he.

"Isn't Monty too?" Zhuo Ke retorted. "He's been caught by the Mosteks, and my father chose to go back to Madkalin instead of saving him!"

Ai Jia had a embarrassed expression on his face, he hesitated to speak.

"It was you who told me what happened to the eldest son of the Doctor family when he was captured by the Duke of Bonehill City," Zhuo Ke shook his head, imagining the worst outcome, "Mundy's life is in danger, I won't allow him to suffer The same cruel treatment as Orkid."

Thinking of Monty's slightly thin face and the relaxed smile on it, Zhuo Ke strengthened his determination.

Chuck remembered the first day they met when Monty was a newborn.Their fingers intertwined, and Chuck was only four years old at the time, but he could already feel their connection, which had only grown stronger over time.

They grew up together, sharing the same room and palace, the same toys, and the same dreams.They fought together, played together, laughed together, and explored the world together, a bond that nothing can break.

Monty gave up his dream of becoming a knight when he was a child, and picked up the book. He has a clever head no less than "Eloquent" Agric VI. His brother was a proud warrior.

He will always be by his side when Zhuo Ke needs him, whether it is complaining to him when he is scolded by his father, or complaining to each other with him when he does not get the care of his mother...

Looking back on these, Zhuo Ke's heart is filled with gratitude and joy, which is a feeling he has rarely experienced.

Monty was always there when Duck needed him, and Duck would do the same for him.

He blamed himself for not staying by Monty's side when he was in King's Forest, and he wouldn't miss any chance to save Monty this time.

"This should not be what I said, but please forgive my offense." Aiga finally said, "Your safety is more important than that of His Royal Highness Mondi, you are the heir of the Hastza Empire, His Majesty the Emperor... ..."

Before Edgar finished speaking, Zhuo Ke grabbed his blood-stained white cloak and pushed him against the wall of the dilapidated temple.

"My life is not as important as my brother's life."

Zhuoke stared at the chief of the guards in front of him with his brown eyes, and said decisively: "I and he are like the double dragons of Apolion's family emblem, like Alwald and Imbel, if Monty's life is not safe , my dad could have put his order up his ass, I don't care."

No one could stop him from trying to rescue Monty, not his father, nor the gods.

Unlike his father, Vigrich Apollion, Monty never told himself what to do, he could feel that the advice from his younger brother was for his own good, not just for his own satisfaction. to command and control him.

Thinking of the admonition Monty gave him, he sighed softly, and then let go of Edgar.

"I'm sorry," he apologized.It's not the fault of the guards, these people are only carrying out their orders, and they have already disobeyed their father's orders, and have traveled with him for three days, and they have just fought side by side with the soldiers of the Doctor's family .

"Today is our last chance, Your Highness." Ai Jia was not angry, but straightened his cloak gently. "Further to the west is the Dark Anvil of the Lapko family. We need to find them before the people of the Mostek family bring His Royal Highness Mundy into the city."

They got up on their horses before dawn and set off, galloping westward under the twilight of the stars and the moon, always paying attention to whether there were other forces appearing on the way.

The nights in Vivaria were cold, with fierce winds howling through the trees.They ran through the forest, dodging trees, over streams and fallen branches, and the horses were strong and brave, and they galloped with all their might, not disappointing their riders on their backs.

Along the way, Zhuoke became more and more anxious. They failed to find traces of the Mostek family around the farmland of the village they passed.

Zhuo Ke and the guards arrived at the hill overlooking Darkanvil Castle before noon. He reined in his horse and looked in the distance, and saw a small castle protected by a moat and a high black wall standing beside the turquoise river.

"His Royal Highness Zhuo Ke, the Mostek family may have returned to their territory." Ai Jia rode his horse slowly to his side and said carefully.

"This dark anvil castle is as solid as gold." Zhuo Ke admitted unwillingly.

This kind of castle is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The arrow gaps on the towers, the killing holes in the gates, the ditches outside the moat... Even an army of thousands of people can't do anything about this fortress.

"Maybe we can sneak in at night," Edgar said.

"No, that's tantamount to suicide." Zhuo Ke sighed heavily, "Let's not say that we don't have ropes and grappling hooks, or nails and spikes, we don't even know if the Mosteks are in this castle. Guilty, or already left with Monty."

"Look over there, Your Highness Zhuo Ke!" Edgar pointed his finger in the direction of Dark Anvil Castle in surprise.

I saw two carriages leaving Dark Anvil Castle under the escort of a group of riders, and slowly heading west. The leader of them was wearing a black jacket with two antlers on his shoulders as decoration.

"It's 'Black Deer'!" Zhuo Ke said excitedly. He had seen the Mostek family at Queen Lozaria's coronation dinner, as well as the majestic antlers on Melch Mostek. jacket.

Then, on the horse, he saw a familiar thin figure with his hands tied behind his back. That person was his brother Monty.

"Mondy's in the group, too!"

"They have more than twenty cavalry." Edgar observed, "and they are all well-armed."

Zhuoke looked at the carriage escorted by the cavalry, and there was only one thought in his mind, which was to rescue his younger brother.

He's gotten this far and doesn't want to give up here, it might be his only chance.

"drive!"

Zhuo Ke pulled out the "Dusky Star" from the saddle scabbard, pulled the reins hard, kicked the spurs, and galloped down the hillside.

The guards hurriedly rushed to the bottom of the slope with him, the horseshoes beating the ground with a thunderous sound, and the grass on the hillside flashed in his eyes.

From the high walls of Darkanvil came the shouts of soldiers, and the ringing of bells from the watchtowers.

"Mondy!"

Zhuo Ke ignored the castle in front of him and rushed directly to the west team.

Arrows shot from the black wall, pierced the air with a whizzing sound, and hit Zhuo Ke and the guards. With a roar, he leaned on his horse to avoid the rain of arrows and continued to charge.

"Mondy!" he called his brother's name again.

This time Monty heard it, and he was put on the horse's back and looked up at Zhuo Ke with difficulty, struggling to get out of the restraint.

The Mosteks drew their weapons one after another, and the riders guarded the carriage with swords and spears, ready to fight.

Another burst of bows and arrows shot at them. This time Zhuo Ke was shot through his left shoulder by a feathered arrow before he could dodge in time. He roared in pain like a brown bear.Then, a crossbow bolt pierced the heart of his mount, the horse neighed, the charging hooves stopped abruptly, and Zhuo Ke was thrown out.

After being thrown heavily on the ground, Zhuo Ke rolled over twice. He barely supported himself, still holding the long sword firmly in his hand.

"Protect the prince!"

Ai Jia led the guards to block Zhuo Ke behind him. The bows and arrows hit their steel armor with muffled noises and then bounced off. Some directly inserted into it, but failed to pierce the armor.

"We must retreat, Your Highness Zhuo Ke!" Ai Jia will hold his left hand and pull him up, the puncture wound on his shoulder is tearing like pain.

"I want to save my brother, he's right there!" Zhuo Ke gritted his teeth, "He's right there!"

"We have no way to save him, Your Highness." The facts in Edgar's mouth hurt more than feathered arrows. He helped Zhuo Ke onto his horse, and then stepped on it himself. "If you don't leave, you will not be able to protect yourself."

They turned their horses and fled. On the way, the horses of two more people were shot by bows and crossbow arrows, and they were both cut off by the Mostec riders who were chasing them.

Zhuoke sat on the horseback, looking back unwillingly at the Ironsmith's banner hanging on the dark tower of Darkanvil Castle, and the gradually blurred figure of his younger brother.

He realizes that he can't save Monty on his own, that he needs more help, but who can help him?He would trade places with his brother if the gods allowed.

Drok and Mundy, once intertwined like branches, were now separated by the castle's relentless black walls, towers and arrows, and Dark Anvil cast separate shadows like a cloud, blocking their paths from each other.

(End of this chapter)