Chapter 118
When the army of the nobles of Deep Limburg joined the battle, the refugees finally collapsed completely.
The wailing and screaming civilians threw down their weapons and fled in all directions. The soldiers are indiscriminate slayers who stand in front of them. Even if there are hundreds of these refugees, they are just lambs to be slaughtered, and there is no resistance at all.
Screaming, wailing, cold-blooded...This is no longer a battle, but a total massacre.
The castle guards on the city wall watched silently. Luca also stopped the war dancers under his command. This is no longer their battle.
The frowned leader of the elves, carrying his long spear and watching coldly, his eyes are incomprehensible.
He really doesn't understand why these humans can start so unscrupulously when they are slaughtering their own clan?
In the fear of bloody massacre, the remaining refugees surrendered without any suspense - even though the overwhelming majority had already collapsed and fled, only a small part remained.
The army of the nobles of Deep Limburg finally settled in, and also took over the defense of the entire Deep Limburg, opening the gate of the castle.
As for the guard Knight and the elves, they retreated to the gate of the castle hall with a tacit understanding. The soldiers who originally wanted to take over here were all driven back. The heads of a few who were not convinced were directly chopped off, and bloody bones fell on the stairs in front of the hall.
After a few skirmish games, the private soldiers from various families finally gave up their plans; and the Knights of the Guards still guarded the gate with their swords, and did not leave for half a step.
When the dawn finally rises, Barry Senna is surrounded by a group of nobles, like the real master of this land, passing through the skeletal city gate and arriving at Deep Forest Castle. .
Despite the extremely sad look on his face, the corners of the mouth of the old man who could not contain the ecstasy in his heart were still trembling constantly. It seemed that he was about to cry, completely disguising his smile.
For such a long time of impossibility, the respectful service to that little fellow, even to the point of slandering and kneeling, finally got results.
Ruvin Fried is finally dead--!
For this moment, Barry Senna almost put all his bets on-the wealth accumulated over the years, the reputation of the family in Deep Limburg, the precious heirs... and even mobilized the army in the end. Said it has reached the point of desperateness.
The old man stayed awake all night, from start to finish, waiting for news from outside, but he didn’t dare to go in person because he was afraid of being implicated. All day long.
At this moment, his dim eyes were already full of bloodshot eyes, and his legs and feet were stiffened by the cold wind, and he was so sleepy that he did not fall directly from the saddle.
But the only advantage of getting older is that the body's intuition is not too sensitive, so that this trembling old man will behave differently from the past, and will not be noticed by others. Clues.
even more how victory is already in sight, how is it possible to leave at this time? !
Barry Senna's heart seemed to be scorched by the raging fire, and his rapid breathing almost made his heart jump out.
He can't fall down until he sees Ruben Fried's bones and Will Senna sits on that chair and becomes the count supported by the nobles of Deep Limburg!
The old man, who was so excited that his hands and feet were trembling, rolled over and got off his horse. With the help of a few nobles, he walked outside the castle hall and was stopped by two guards, Knight.
"The two Lord Knights, this is Barry Senna." The old man was not angry, waved his hand to block the soldiers who wanted to go forward, and asked earnestly in his voice: "Can you tell me, Is everything in the castle okay?"
"We don't know." One of the guards, Knight, shook his head, with an expression like a stiff stone: "But before Lord Loren Torino had instructed you to absolutely not allow it. Anyone who enters the castle, we are following the order."
"Really loyal Knight." Barry Senna did not forget a few words of praise, and then asked: "Then, may I ask anyone Did you see where the Lord Loren Torino went?"
The two guards Knight looked at each other in blank dismay and shook their heads at the same time: "Your Excellency Loren Torino went to support after hearing that the enemy appeared at the side door. Then no one knew where he was going, and no one saw him."
Barry Senna tried his best to restrain the urge to laugh out loud—this has been since coming to Deep Limburg The wizard, who caused countless troubles for them, is finally over!
Although he is only a small wizard, he will never forget how this guy arrogantly interrupted himself at that meeting and let his ugliness come out.
Not only that, it seems that Ruben Fried's entire plan seems to be inseparable from him.
Although the heart is very happy, the old man’s face is still sad and nostalgic: "Your Excellency Loren Torino is count’s loyal wizard adviser, like this kind of noble person, impossible will betray count. , Escaped from the castle."
"Maybe he was just seriously injured, we must find him as soon as possible." The old man was paused, and said in a very sad tone: "If... he has already Mon Holy Cross summon, we must also find his body and let his soul sleep peacefully."
His voice fell, and the door of the castle hall was opened.
The creaking door shaft attracted all eyes. A pair of eyes stared at the opened door involuntarily, waiting for the silhouette that came out in the darkness behind the door.
Barry Senna stared wide-eyed, his bloodshot pupils shrank violently, looking at the black hair wizard coming out in disbelief.
Loren, wearing a wizard robe and a hood, holding his wand in his right hand, step by step walked down the stairs. The surrounding elves and guard Knights took the initiative to make way for him, and appeared in front of Barry Senna like a stroll in the courtyard.
"It's an honor to see you again, Lord Barry Senna." Loren's voice was extremely calm: "Since you left without saying goodbye last time."
"Please allow I apologize to you. We have temporarily received news that someone will attack Shen Limburg, and we left before you can tell Master Count!"
The old man's expression was extremely regrettable, and he sighed: "At that time, we were thinking about it. Hurry back to your own territory and summon the army to fight against Master Count-but no one could have imagined that things would turn out to be like this!"
"However, this is how you are still alive anyway! The best news of this disaster. Thank you for the blessing of Holy Cross for not letting a loyal person like you suffer the evil hands of gangsters!"
"It's really an honor for you to say that." slightly. smiled, black hair wizard eyebrows raised: "So, you and the adults only got news and have nothing to do with the rebellious refugees?"
"Of course, we count The adults are loyal and loyal, how can you make such a rebellious move?!" Barry Senna retorted righteously: "If you can catch the real culprit, please be sure to punish severely. You must not tolerate this kind of behavior. Terrifying traitors, otherwise there will be no peace in Deep Limburg!"
"It must be some nobles who hate count that can set off such a riot-I seriously suspect that those who have tried to set fire to the granary The guys, absolutely have nothing to do with this matter! Must severe punishment, deprive them of their titles and land, so that these traitors get their due end!"
The entire castle echoes with Barry. Sena's voice, the impassioned old man, regardless of physical fatigue, the emotional words spread to everyone's ears, even the Knights of the count guard could not help but be moved.
"Well said, wonderful, Lord Barry Senna." Loren, who was always silent, finally said: "I will definitely consider your suggestions so that the traitors will get what they deserve."
"Now, please come with me and the adults. Someone wants to see you."
After that, the black hair wizard turned around and moved towards Go in the direction of the castle hall.
"See us? Who, who wants to see us?" Barry Senna was stunned.
Loren stopped in place and looked back slowly, with a hint of irony that was so obvious that it couldn’t be more obvious at the corner of his mouth:
"Of course it’s the Deep Limburg count, Master Ruben Fried Up!"