Chapter 611: 600. Night battle

Chapter 611: 600. Night battle

  Chapter 611 600. Night battle

  The wind and snow outside are getting bigger and bigger

  Suldak was standing on the terrace, just in time to see a group of hunters climbed up to the roof, and several able-bodied people sneaked into the attic of the townhouse.

   Just started to do it, the team of the Bena City Guard Battalion came out of the Wailou Hotel.

   Although it is against the wind and snow under the night, it is difficult to see too far.

  A delicate mahogany chair fell on the street, making a crisp sound, which attracted almost all the knights of the guard battalion to look towards the attic in the opposite row.

  On the roof, the hunters hidden in the darkness were all exposed to the sight of the knights of the guard camp. These hunters untied their longbows one after another, and aimed their arrows at the knights of the guard camp on the street.

  The exquisite curtains inside the broken glass windows were sucked out by the howling wind and snow, like a colorless flag fluttering in the wind at night.

  Several hunters guarding under the street lights were scattered around the dark magic caravan. They looked at the guard battalion knights who came out of the hotel with stunned faces, and they all put on fighting postures.

  The battle in front of me is almost imminent...

  Viscount Kincaid pulled out the saber from his waist, pointed to the attic in front of him and ordered: "Rush in, and kill the rebels on the spot!"

  …

  It was snowing heavily, and the terrace was already covered with a thick layer of snow.

  The knights of the guard battalion hardly paused at all, and the knights behind spread out to the left and right sides of the street, as if a large net had been spread on North Street.

  Viscount Kincaid, surrounded by several personal guards, approached the attic of the townhouse, and they even heard the sound of fighting in the house.

  Among the heavy snow, there was a sharp police whistle.

  The hunters hiding on the roof untied their hunting bows one after another, stretched the bows in their hands to the full, and pointed at the knights in the guard camp on the street.

The sound of fighting in the room has intensified. Attendants kept falling out of the window, twisting their limbs and falling on the street. Their bodies were bubbling with blood, and soon a large area was stained red on the snow. Some of the attendants did not die immediately. Twitching violently, a howl came out of his throat.

  A group of knights around Viscount Kincaid had already braved the rain of arrows shot from the roof, rushed to the door of the attic, and started a hand-to-hand fight with the hunter guarding the dark carriage.

  The guard battalion knights wear standard armor, which reduces some flexibility, but it can protect the vital parts of the body from being easily injured.

The knight's long sword collided with the waist knife, and the sound of fighting was connected in an instant. A squadron leader in the guard battalion rushed to the front. He was wearing a full set of armor, and cut down two hunters as soon as they fought. The strength of the armored armor gave him an almost overwhelming advantage.

  The Knights of the Guard Battalion quickly completed the siege of the townhouse...

  …

   "These people are really unlucky..."

  Suldak stood on the edge of the terrace and peeped down, saying to Aphrodite in the bedroom.

After Aphrodite packed her luggage, she walked out of the bedroom with a suitcase. She and Suldak stood on the terrace and looked at the roof of the North Street row loft. Those hunters seemed to have no intention of fighting. Under the oppression of the knights, they retreated steadily.

Seeing that the magic caravan parked at the door was occupied by the knights of the guard battalion, and even the phantom of the swordsman appeared behind the knight rushing in front, the momentum of the knights of the guard battalion was like a rainbow, and several hunters had already been captured by the knights. uniforms.

  Aphrodite pursed her lips, looked back and said: "It seems that Mrs. Dorothy should be fine, so we can leave more at ease!"

  Suldak took another look at the battle on North Street. The guard battalion knights had the upper hand. It would not take too long for the knights who came to reinforce them to come. This place is not too far from the guard battalion headquarters.

   Arranging his coat, Suldak said, "That's right, we have to get out of here..."

   As they spoke, the two walked through the living room, pushed open the door and walked into the inner corridor of the enclosure.

   "Where are we going? Am I going back to Hailansa?" Aphrodite asked curiously.

  A gust of wind and snow blew in, and she stood there unaware. In the **** world, she often experiences extreme climates that are several times harsher than here. This wind and snow is nothing to her.

  Suldak closed the door, ready to come and check out during the day tomorrow.

  He turned his head and said to Aphrodite: "No, let's change hotels. We can't go on North Street. Let's go out from the south gate."

   "Do you want to book a boat ticket in advance?" Aphrodite took two quick steps from behind, caught up with Suldak's arm, and asked him.

  Suldak said casually: "Let's see. I'll go to see Marquis Luther first, and then I'll go to the airport pier to see what day I can buy a ferry ticket."

The wind and snow were very heavy. In order to avoid heavy snow blocking the door, the attendants of the hotel cleared the snow in the yard overnight. However, at this moment, many people ran to the doorway at the north gate of the hotel to watch the battle on the North Street. On the contrary, there was almost nothing on the south side of the hotel. people.

   All the air leaks on the side of the stables are also covered with cotton curtains, probably to worry that the horses will be frostbitten in extremely cold weather.

  In the past, when Suldak walked out of the hotel, there would always be waiters courteously delivering it to the door. Tonight, although the lights in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel were on, no one came out.

  The two of them walked to the street, the wind and snow had completely covered the road, and there were no carriages available for rent on the street. Work was over early, the snow was too heavy, and there was no business without work.

Suldak knew that there was a hotel two streets away, but it was not as big as this hotel, but that hotel was only aimed at the aristocratic class, and he planned to stay in that hotel. The building is too close to the hotel, he actually wants to go a little further.

The signboard of the tavern at the intersection was still lit with magic lights. When Suerdak passed by on the street, a magic caravan drove over and stopped at the entrance of the tavern. Several nobles got out of the car and waited in a gentlemanly manner. Beside the car, the noble ladies behind were also helped out of the magic caravan, and a group of people hurried into the tavern in the snowstorm.

The coachman hesitated against the wind and snow at the entrance of the tavern. He was thinking whether to wait for another order at the entrance of the tavern, but the wind and snow had already turned his beard into a whole block of ice. It was thick but still felt very cold. The coachman touched the few silver coins in the bag. Today’s income was not bad. There were no other carriages all over the street. He wanted to go home early tonight.

   Pieces of snowflakes fell on the face, sharp as a knife.

  The coachman turned up the collar of his coat and let his chin retract into the collar.

   "Hey, wait a minute, take us to the hotel in front." Suldak stood beside the carriage and handed a silver coin to the coachman.

  The coachman raised his face with difficulty, as if the smile on his face was a little stiff, and he said to Suldak apologetically, "Oh, sorry, I think I should go home, it's not on the way there."

   After speaking, he saw clearly that the person standing beside the carriage was a nobleman.

  When meeting nobles in the past, no matter whether they wanted to or not, they would first board the carriage and talk. This nobleman in front of him seemed very polite.

  The coachman jumped out of the carriage and stood in front of Suldak, bowing repeatedly.

Suldak looked up at the blizzard raging in the night sky. Now that he saw the magic caravan, he didn't want to use his feet to drive in the blizzard. Although the coachman was a bit reluctant, he still insisted on asking: " Where are you going?"

  The coachman pointed to the south of the city, and said humbly, "Over there...my family lives in Nancheng District,"

  Suldak said: "Over there, is there any hotel along the road? You are familiar with...any hotel is fine, take us for a ride, it will not delay your return home."

  The coachman agreed: "I am willing to serve you, my lord."

   After finishing speaking, he stepped forward with some stiff legs, and graciously opened the door of the magic caravan for Suldak and Aphrodite, and said:

   "Please sit down, the road is a bit slippery tonight!"

  The magic caravan slowly marched along the street towards the south of the city...

  …

  The townhouse is in a mess

  A maid blocked the door and was slashed on the shoulder by the hunter. The sharp blade passed over the maid's heart, almost splitting her entire chest in half.

  The maid stared at the group of hunters rushing in with her eyes wide open, and she didn't say a word before she died.

  The handsome young swordsman Chiguo stood up from the big bed, seeing the hunters pouring into the room, immediately grabbed a chair and smashed open the window closest to the bed, and he threw the mahogany chair out.

He didn't have any protective gear on him, just temporarily took a decorative Western rapier from the wall, and put it in a defensive posture to block in front of Mrs. Dorothy, but his eyes were full of fear. Wanting to protect Mrs. Dorothy and retreat to the window on the second floor, only there is the possibility of jumping out of the window and escaping.

Mrs. Dorothy huddled in a corner of the big bed with a thick goose down quilt, and watched the hunters rushing into the room in shock and anger. She calmed down and did not retreat to the window. She hugged the quilt like this, even if It is impossible to escape even by jumping out of the window. Obviously, the other party came prepared.

   With a straight face, she asked the group of murderers dressed as hunters:

   "Who are you guys?"

   "Who sent you here?"

   "Do you know who I am?"

  One of the bearded hunters came to the front. There was no light in the room, only the fireplace reflected a faint fire. The group of hunters stared at the two men in the room with fierce faces.

  The bearded hunter chuckled and threatened, "Of course... Mrs. Dorothy, I advise you to be obedient and let him go, otherwise our people will make a move, and it will be neither serious nor serious."

  Before the two parties continued to communicate, there was a violent fight outside, and even the whistle of the knights of the guard battalion came from the street.

  Someone rushed in at the door, panting and said: "Boss, there is something going on outside!"

   "Do it!" the bearded hunter said without hesitation.

The handsome young swordsman shivered from the cold in the room, but he didn't show any intention of giving in. He protected Mrs. Dorothy and moved towards the window. The sound of fierce fighting on the street gave them some hope again. .

  (end of this chapter)