Shaman from Afar

"Hehe ... hahaha ... hahahahaha ..."

Gasping Will Senna laughed with a trembling voice: "You ... you must be lying to me!"

"Yeah, this is just a trick that will make me frustrate. There is no trap at all! How could you know ... how could we know when we will start?"

Desperately explained to himself, but saw the expression of Loren's pity. The trembling cheeks only had a strong smile, and the pretentious calm panic.

"Boom."

The door next to him suddenly heard a slight muffled sound, and the tense Will's body almost froze.

"Goodwill" Loren gave a snap, and the door opened. Will Cena turned back a little, his smile stiff, his dreaded eyes staring at the opened door slit, his pupils shrinking little by little.

"Wei ... Admiral Will Senna ... save us ... that, that demon ... coming ..."

Crawling soldiers lying on their backs dragged a long trail of blood in the hallway behind them, raising their dying hands with dying breath, before they hit a puppet like a broken line and fell to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhh !!!!!!!!!"

Well Senna screamed and fell to the ground, desperately trying to hide back, even forgetting to stand up. He collapsed on the ground and used his hands and feet backwards until he hit the dark-haired wizard behind him.

"Um ... a little longer than I thought, even if you win, Your Excellency Will Cena."

Expressionless Loren, said in a very careless tone, even lazy to glance at the people on the ground.

"I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, I don't want to die!" The weeping Will Cena pulled Loren's clothes corner, begging desperately: "Forgive me, please, forgive me! It ’s all the old things of Barry and Barry Senna that have forced me, all of them have their attention, and they have nothing to do with me! "

"I'm sorry, but I don't have that power. The only people who can forgive you are Ruben Fried, your count."

Lorren looked at him with regret, his dark pupil shone with a strange luster, and the index finger of his right hand gently raised his chin: "But, maybe you can prove your loyalty by action."

"What, what do you mean?"

"The army of the Sena family must be not far from the castle now, ready to 'rebel', right?" Loren squatted slowly, staring straight at those fearful eyes: "I want you to give them a signal to tell Barry · Senna and his doglegs, you've got it. "

With Loren's voice, Will looks like a prey stared by the beast, unable to move.

"You, would you like to ..."

"Yes, this is your only choice." Taking away the short sword in his hand, Loren pressed the blade against Will's neck: "You and Barry can only survive."

"But you are forcing me to betray my family!"

"Really? But you are the Earl's servant. According to tradition, shouldn't you always be loyal to your master?"

With a little sarcasm, Loren gently raised the corner of his mouth and said: "This is what you said. Now, it is time to test your loyalty to the count."

Dilated pupils, trembling Will Senna, made his last choice.

............ The dark night sky gradually became clear. Although it was still early in the morning, the eastern sky had gradually revealed white light, and the morning light that had not yet risen announced the beginning of a new day.

The castle guards who had fought all night were still holding on to the city walls, and pushed the refugees who rushed up bit by bit again.

This is a battle with no end in sight. No matter how many times the soldiers fought, like a gray tide, a continuous stream of refugees will still climb up again, exhausting their last breath and roaring out the anger in their hearts. .

And the castle guards on the city wall couldn't find the determination to kill these refugees from beginning to end. If there were no guards and warriors, no spears and spears, the castle would have fallen behind.

Count Ruben Frid hides in the castle, Loren Turin is missing, and the soldiers do not even know who they are fighting for.

Is just the desire to survive supporting them. If the refugees are really captured, the whole castle will be turned to ashes in front of this roaring tide!

Whether it is a guard knight who guards in the back line, a castle guard guarded by a shield, or a refugee who swarms a city wall and wields a stick, dagger and broken sword, he is holding on to his last breath.

Armed soldiers, carried by the ragged refugees, jumped down the city walls; knights wielding long swords, fighting with their enemies ten times their own, spitting blood on the ground; refugees falling to the ground, then It became the flesh and blood trampled under countless feet, and disappeared into the gray tide ...

The elves wielding spears and short spears, led by Luca, rounded up the refugees who had crossed the city wall and rushed into the tower.

Seeing the increasingly fierce battle walls, Luca's mood is more and more anxious-he brought the most elite war dancers among the elves, all his closest brothers.

These warriors should be the walls to protect the settlement when the ogres invade, instead of consuming it in human infighting!

No matter how brave and brave they are, there will definitely be casualties if they continue to fight like this; but if they now withdraw themselves, the soldiers and the guards and knights on the city wall alone cannot stop the enemy.

Although I have only seen a few faces, many of them are still strangers. But to let Luca watch these fresh lives die because of himself, he can't bear it.

Lorren Turin, what the **** is he doing? !

In this way, the castle can't hold it! The one-sided word alone convinced his wizard that he would be unprepared. There must be a way to end the battle.

Just a moment when the elf raised his head, a golden-red beam suddenly rose slowly from the castle, and the dark sky seemed extremely dazzling.

what is that?

Confused Luca watched the red beam rise and exploded a dazzling light spot over the castle. Before he could figure out what was going on, the endless horn sound came from outside the castle.

Climbed the city wall in two or three steps, stood at the top of the tower and looked at Luca in the distance, and saw what seemed to be approaching in the wilderness outside the castle.

Soon, a colorful swallowtail flag had appeared in his field of vision, approaching little by little from the slow hills, UU reading www.uukanshu.com in the snowflakes, as if they could hear their footsteps.

Is an army led by the Earl of Shenlinbao——!

Those who do not know all kinds of swallowtail flags, but at the forefront are the heraldic flags of the Seine family. Of course, he is always clear about dealing with Shenlinbao all the year round.

The soldiers of the Deep Forest Castle, who were walking at a solid pace, did not even encounter sporadic resistance, so they rushed directly into the rear of the besieged castle refugees.

Although there are only hundreds of soldiers, this is already in a hurry, and most of the army that can be assembled by the Earl of the Earl-the knights facing the Duke of Lothal are certainly not enough, but their opponents are not the same discipline Strict warrior.

Ragged, even unarmed civilians, faced with such a heavily armed army, did not even have any chance of victory.

And those "leaders" who led the refugees to the city wall and waved their long swords, knocked on the trebuchets of the city wall, and now they are all gone, leaving only these faces with blank faces, only blood and anger .

The refugees under the city wall immediately broke out greatly. Under the circumstances of the castle and the outer sides, it was like a beast that fell into a trap. It struggled desperately, but had long lost its resistance.

Many civilians threw away their weapons directly, crying and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. The original noisy refugee tide left only the cry of sadness and fear.

"Please, please forgive me, for the sake of the Holy Cross!"

"Bah! You deserve to say Holy Cross, untouchable!" The soldier spit hard, and the civilian who kicked down kicked. Then he waved the long sword in his hand very hard.

"For Lord Earl, for the Sena family, kill them—!"

"Kill them all-!!!!!!"