Below, Elden Juggernaut

"I will issue an order immediately. Anyone who is an enemy of the holy tree will be deprived of their titles!"

"Where's your army?"

"Of course, gather them all together, and then disarm them all."

The question and answer sound stopped, and Grek was still trembling. Now that people treat me like a fish, I can only show my own value with all my strength.

After all, he is the lord of Ningmgfu. If Marenia is not interested in taking it into her bag, she has hope of living, because without the lord, the whole Ningmgfu will be in chaos. They will surrender, some will stay behind closed doors, and some will even take refuge in Rataen.

It is true that none of the nobles who are fighting on their own can block the front of the holy tree soldiers, but it is always a waste of time to run over them one by one. If they are ignored, the logistics line will be affected.

There was no sound for a while, and when Greg was about to despair, the leg in his arms was gently pulled out.

"Open the gates."

A haughty and cold voice came from afar, and Grek finally stopped shaking, but he didn't dare to raise his head either.

Maybe it was because she was afraid that Marenia would find out her unwillingness, or maybe it was because she was so ashamed to face the soldiers watching the battle on the wall.

As a monarch, he fled quietly, was entangled by a group of weak people, and was defeated by the Valkyrie without any resistance, begging for his life by licking his legs.

I am afraid that this scene will be sung by thousands of people even after the golden tree withers.

"Wow, what level of social death is this?" Tang En felt ashamed for Greg, and then looked at the stunned defenders of the city leader, raised his hands, and made a 'camera' gesture.

The humble Greco, the proud Valkyrie, and the dumbfounded onlookers, Tang En can be regarded as a witness to history, and at this moment, the much-anticipated Marenia passed by, leaving a word of approval.

"Combine several powers into one and create a sword technique, you are very good."

This is already a very high evaluation, but can you take a look when you praise me.

Tang En wasn't satisfied at all. He glanced at Greco, and imitated a certain honest and kind emperor uncle:

"Your Highness, Greg can be considered a hero if he can bend and stretch."

Chi Guoguo's flattery, Marenia really stopped her footsteps, but she didn't turn around and go back to chop off Greg's head.

"I know, it won't be too late to kill him after I complete my goal."

Her tone was filled with the arrogance of killing a demigod like a pig butcher. To her, territory and victory were not worth as much as a hair of her elder brother. How could it take a few months to completely calm down Ningmgfu.After killing Greg, she has no way to control the nobles of Ningmgfu, and she is not interested in dealing with the remnant army who wants to avenge Greg.

Tang En's lips moved, but he did not continue to speak after all. Marenia is not Lani, so she has no obligation to listen to his nonsense.

The sound of horseshoes suddenly sounded, and a stream of iron rushed from the bridge, flags were unfurled, and swords and guns were like forests.

The huge city of Stonewell was silent, and the knights outside the city had already knelt down and surrendered, while several survivors including Ivan supported each other and roared with all their strength:

"Sacred Tree Army, Wan Sheng!!"

The roar spread far away, and it merged with the sound of horseshoes and armor clashing into one, erupting into cheers of mountains and tsunami.

"Your Highness is invincible!"

With all the attention of the army, Marenia on the hill accepted it calmly, and gently raised the prosthetic knife.

"The whole army enters the city!"

The blade pointed, and the army immediately turned around, but Stonewell City did not dare to release a single arrow. The city gate opened, and soldiers kept kneeling by the roadside.

Under the light of the morning sun, the bloody swordsman looked around and saw the fallen fortified city, the rolling iron stream, Grek who still dared not look up, and finally set his sights on the Valkyrie.

With fluttering red hair, a straight back, and the thin blade in her hand reflecting the sunlight, no matter whether she comes back or not, she is enough to be called a hero at this moment.

The storm was still there, Tang En took a deep breath, and was fortunate to witness an epic, and even more fortunate——

He also participated in the creation of this epic!

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Chapter 62 Give you special training as a teacher? (Ask for a monthly ticket!)

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The desolate horn blew, and the once unbreakable fortress—Stonewell City had opened its gates. The defenders threw away their weapons and knelt on both sides of the avenue from the gate, extending almost to the bridge.

None of the knights, soldiers, or citizens dared to raise their heads, and the Valkyrie rode on a white horse and walked at the forefront of the army. With her strength, it was impossible for her to be assassinated, so she didn't cast her eyes to either side. Keep a calm look, just ride into the city.

Bang, clang, clang.

The army followed her like a stream of iron, and the sound of their neat footsteps shook the ground.

The Valkyrie took the lead, and Greg, who was wrapped like a mummy, was kneeling in front of the gate, humbly presenting the golden key of Stonewell's palace. This was not a deliberate humiliation, it was just a ceremony.

The Junction Land is different from the Wei name on the popular Xiake. The power of the lord comes from the spirit of the contract. Letting the entire Stonewell City witness this scene is to break the way of Gregor's betrayal. Dare to betray.

With all the attention, Marenia took the key casually, pointing at the front of her right hand——

"The whole army enters the city!"

"As ordered!"

The sound of uniform military boots reappeared, and the iron stream poured into the fortress, and behind the Valkyrie was the night watch team who had done their best work last night. Ivan was wearing tattered rotten knight armor, holding his head up like a rooster. The excitement brought by the honor made the whole face flush.

Fighting to the death does not require the attention of the public. Just the record of intercepting Grek is enough for him to boast for 100 years, and he even found the bard for himself to brag about.

After him and the surviving soldiers, came Finlay and the other rotten knights, Neil the commander of the lost knights, Mare, the lord of the Sunshade City, and other high-ranking nobles, but Twain was not among them.

"Apprentice, why don't you go?"

At the end of the queue, Se Lian couldn't help asking, she and Tang En seemed inconspicuous among the infantry.

"I'm not a member of the Sacred Tree, so I won't join in the excitement. I prefer tangible things to honors that I can't see." Tang En looked around like a soldier, looking at Stonewell, who was kneeling on the ground city ​​soldiers.

It's really beautiful to follow Marenia into the city, but vanity can't be eaten, and it will hold Greck's hatred to death.

Besides, he knew that this extremely sharp army would soon be out of a hundred people, not even able to hug their thighs, and it would not be worthwhile to hold hatred.

"Well, what you said makes sense. Fame and fortune are a burden to a magician." Selian nodded approvingly, and then smiled again:

"Apprentice, stretch your head over here."

"Ah?" Tang En was thinking about what to do next, and subconsciously raised his head.

Snapped.

A magic staff hit the top of the head, the strength was not small, and Tang En immediately cried out in pain.

"Teacher, what are you doing!"

"Hmph, a lesson, don't meddle in other people's business in the future." The witch curled her lips in displeasure, walked a few steps, saw Tang En stunned in place again, and yelled again:

"You have rough skin and thick flesh, don't say that being a teacher knocked you stupid!"

Pain returns to pain, but this level of strength can't hurt Tang En, he was just surprised.

The original teacher would only support him in everything. For example, if Tang En wanted to eat shit, she would not object. She would only provide eating utensils and ask him what it tasted like after eating.

But now, Su Lian would tell him directly not to eat, which sounded strange, but it was a world of difference.

"Teacher, I didn't expect you to care about people."

"Don't talk nonsense, as a teacher, I just think it's too troublesome to seek revenge from Greg." Se Lian glanced at Tang En, with clear blue eyes, "And if you die, it will be a headache for the teacher, so let's discuss the source tonight. The condensation method of pyroxene..."

The two chatted and laughed, from the origin stone to the dark cooking, to the supplementary enhancement of the degraded version of the starlight movement, and finally to the optimization of the wavelength and frequency of the magic power to change the form of magic.

Facts have proved that without Sir Lian, Tang En is still following the scriptures, the Kalia piercing can only be the Kalia piercing, and the speed of casting spells cannot keep up with the body's reaction. Swordsmanship and magic will never be closely linked. Can't walk out of a unique magic swordsman's road.

He and Selian have a clear division of labor, the witch is in charge of research, while the swordsman focuses on practice, and the brains are opened up in the chat.

What Kalia Juhe cut, what magic flurry of dimension swords, what hound starlight, and finally pyroxene curry sticks all came out.

The discussion didn't stop until they entered the city gate. Greg stood by the gate like a servant, bowed his head, and waited for the conquering army to enter his lair. Perhaps he heard the conversation, and he slightly raised his head and looked at Tang En at the end. .

An extremely violent hatred locked on the latter, his thin face tightened, and his hands quietly clenched into fists.

Tang En stopped in his tracks. Of course he knew what kind of scumbag this Greco was. He would never look for problems in himself, and would never admit his mistakes.

In his opinion, last night was wasting time on these few ants, and the rotten knight can still say that he is his own master, so why should this inexplicable young man disrupt the situation.

Bully the soft and fear the hard.

Tang En stared at the other party with disdain, and he didn't mean to regret it at all. There was no way to regret it. He couldn't go up and admit his mistake to Greg, saying that last night was just a misunderstanding.

"Do you want to kill him?" Ser Lian asked quietly in her ear.

Even though he knew that this teacher was afraid of getting revenge in the future, Tang En was still very moved and shook his head slightly: "Don't, if Marenia's big business is ruined, she won't be sympathetic."

After he finished speaking, he went up to greet him without any timidity, and when he passed by Greco, he listened to the latter's words.

"Untouchable, the Holy Tree Army can't protect you for the rest of your life, you will have to pay the price."

Tang En's footsteps paused for a while, and he glanced sideways at Greco.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Needless to say, he went directly to the city, whether he was unwilling or seeking revenge, there was nothing to be said for it.

The forbearing Greg wanted revenge, and it happened that he also coveted Big Rune.

The Sacred Tree Army has already occupied the entire Stonewell, planted the flag on the top of the city, filled with the joy of victory everywhere, and Marenia, who is busy with everything, has not forgotten the merits of Twain. The latter is preparing to take a good look at the fortress , as soon as he walked to the famous Shebang Square, he was brought into the palace by an attendant.

After passing through the long corridor, stop before a wooden door at the end.

"My lord, this is the room His Highness arranged for you."

Even though the attendant was suspicious of the swordsman He Dehe Neng who stayed with ordinary soldiers every day, he still maintained good professionalism and gently pushed the door open.

The gold cast chandelier illuminates the room brightly. There is a big bed with a purple bed curtain in the middle. There is a desk and a gold-rimmed dressing table on one side. In addition to the wooden floor, there are mud footprints. The whole capital is luxurious. Know which nobleman's bedroom used to be.

"The advance army has confirmed that there are no traps. You can live in peace, but please go to the banquet hall to attend the celebration party this evening." The attendant said indifferently, and was about to close the door when his hand was held down.

"My lord, is there anything else?"

"Uh, can we arrange two rooms?" Tang En glanced at the bed that was at least two meters wide. It was indeed luxurious, but there were golden armrests at the head of the bed that were half the height of a person, and he didn't know what posture to use for it.

"Sorry, all the rooms have been allocated." The attendant had a troubled expression, and then glanced at Se Lian who approached the room and looked around, "Of course, if you have any secrets..."

"Absolutely not, thank Your Majesty Malinia for me." Tang En interrupted him directly.

The attendant nodded, and gently closed the door, while Tang En glanced at the teacher who had written big characters on the bed, and held his forehead.

It seems that on the side of the Holy Tree Army, he can't get rid of the scapegoat for being a master and a traitor.

A beautiful magician was lying on the bed, a pair of fair calves were exposed from the hem of the dirty dress, and when the eyes moved up, there was a beautiful curve of the buttocks.

Tang En was a little restless, he stopped after taking a step, took a deep breath, and kept saying:

"Treat her as one mind, see her as one mind..."

The effect is remarkable, and sure enough, the restlessness has calmed down.

"Apprentice, what the hell are you thinking over there?" Se Lian stood up and patted the side, "This bed is big enough, and finally I don't have to take turns to sleep, try it, it's softer than the college bed .”

I didn't even sleep in bed at college.

Tang En rolled his eyes, changed the subject and said, "Didn't you hate these enjoyable things before?"

"Yeah, but in that stinky tent, the teacher understood that good living conditions can improve research efficiency."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, you are a teacher, so whatever you say makes sense." Tang En didn't bother to debate, he looked at himself, and then at Selian.

The chain mail on his body was torn, and there was a stench of blood and sweat mixed in, and Selian was not much better. Tina prepared only one dress. Although he had washed it several times, it was too dirty now. read.

"Teacher, don't rush to sleep, take a shower and change clothes while you still have time."

According to Selian's schedule in the underworld, it was time to go to bed after noon, and Selian, who was already a little dazed, pulled up her collar and smelled it. It was really smelly, so she got up patiently and stepped on the floor barefoot.

Next to it was a huge wardrobe with three doors. Tang En opened the door and saw that it was full of all kinds of clothes.

There were men and women, all kinds of patterns were sewn with gold thread, and pearls and gemstones were also hung. It looked quite gorgeous. Tang En looked at it and remembered that in the small church village, the cuckoo could only find some bones by scraping the ground three feet away. Can't help laughing mockingly.

Sure enough, they are masters, living in a strong fortress, enjoying the service of maids, and the broken magic ring has no effect on them at all.

For a moment, he understood Xiapolili a little bit. Even if the suffering lasts forever, a small group of people live well, so it is better for everyone to go crazy together.

Throwing a scarlet long dress to Serlian casually, Tang En seemed to be rummaging through a garbage dump, and didn't think much of these gorgeous and comfortable clothes.

Silk and satin have no defensive power at all, and the too long hem will only make people fall into a shit while moving rapidly. After searching for a long time, he finally found a gray hunting suit and black riding boots.

"I can barely wear it. I'll go to the armory to find a suit of armor when the time comes." Tang En held the clothes in his hands, and looked sideways, and saw that Se Lian was holding the red dress in a daze.

"Teacher, don't you want to take a bath?"

Se Lian's face was full of curiosity, and he stretched out his hand and said, "I'm a little curious about what this is. It doesn't look like this house is a torture room."

Tang En turned his head to look, and saw several leather whips, shackles, and some strange shapes that he couldn't name.

Grass, you really know how to play.