Dawn of the Grey Tower

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For many years, the Cangshi Kingdom has been invaded by nomads. However, no matter how the national power of the Cang Lion has changed over the years, the threat posed by the prairie people is temporary. This situation is caused, on the one hand, because nomads are unable to adapt to the climate of Cang Lion, or that the land of Cang Lion is difficult to meet the food needs of their livestock and horses. But on the other hand, the reason why the soldiers of the kingdom will always win the final victory is that the grassland soldiers are too scattered compared to the organized army of the Cang lion.

"It's a waste to give them such good horses." Lyon looked at the opponents in a mess while he was walking through the chaotic camp.

"Freedom gave them the power to gallop across the grasslands, but they were also doomed to have a partner who could protect their backs like we did." Siget said, holding a hapless ghost walking by the felt, the king was stout 'S arm fiercely controlled the man in his arms, and the sharp blade under the fist blade had already scratched the opponent's throat while struggling.

The young knight frowned as he saw the movement of his monarch. He did not like sneak attacks. However, his low background also made Lyon very clear and pragmatic, so he didn't say much, but pulled out the dagger in his boots and kept up with the king. With the addition of Lyon, the silent killing became smoother. The two goslings constantly attacked the enemies blocking the road, and even later they simply stood upright and walked in the light and shadow.

Lyon's behavior did not escape the dwarf's eyes, Andrea raised his eyebrows. He knew how troublesome the knight in humans was, but this guy seemed different. Thinking of his old friend having such a loyal knight, the dwarf is somewhat relieved. He still knows a little about the darkness in the human court. Andre is very afraid that his human friend did not die under the claws of the monster, but eventually fell to the same race. The poisoned wine.

The infiltration continued, and the rapidly changing situation in the enemy camp could not allow Andrea to think more. He glanced around to make sure that no one noticed what was happening in this corner, and then moved the warhammer in his hand not far away. The torch waved violently! The wooden torch broke, and the burning fire spread to the felt room next to it.

"Your campfire is too stingy, let me teach you what a dwarf-style campfire!"

With the lead of the dwarves, Sigt and Lyon also began to deliberately destroy the fire in the camp to create greater chaos. The nomadic camps of the nomads created good conditions for the spread of fire, the sound of flames licking wood and leather, the hissing of horses in panic, the roaring and swearing of people, these sounds ensemble in the night wind Frantic movement.

The king's squad had found their goal, a single prairie man priest, halfway through the movement. He had a naked upper body, showing strange tattoos on his muscles. Like other prairie people, this priest braided the long hair into complicated and fancy braids, which were lined with animal teeth and other bone decorations, indicating the extraordinary identity of the owner.

This guy seemed to drink too much wine before going to bed, so that when his sleeping felt was lit, the drunken priest stumbled out of the house at the last minute. But before he was glad that he had not been burnt to death because of drunkenness, in his dim drunk eyes, he saw three guys who were definitely not nomads appear in front of him with an unwilling smile.

Without waiting for the priest to react, Siget had already flew a kick and slammed into the opponent's throat. The prairie priest only felt a hot throat, and the scream that had just reached his throat was pressed back. The neck injury caused his body to fall back involuntarily, and Andrey had been waiting behind him for a long time. The dwarf's back of the target's head was an old fist, the priest's head was blinded, and he suddenly lost consciousness. But this is not over yet. The prairie man's body is still falling backwards. Before the priest's head is about to hit the ground, Andrea grabbed the braided hair on the other's head, and the King Cang in front of the priest was Grab the former's legs and lift the unlucky egg that passed out.

Lyon was stunned by the scene in front of him. Siegert and Andre were so skillful in their cooperation. Obviously, the King Cang did not do such a thing when he was wandering outside. At this moment, the young knight was quite worried that he would be ruined by the unknown side of His Majesty the King. But the current situation has no spare time for Lyon to think. Seeing the captive reach, the dwarf waved the knight with his empty hand, beckoning them to start retreating.

Although the prairie camp had no rules, as a combat force, the riots that Sigt had created had calmed down quickly. But when the nomadic warriors who were desperately angry were looking for chaotic initiators, the three had already taken their spoils out of the firelight's reach. Because of the captive relationship during the retreat, Lyon had to walk in front of the squad ~ www.readwn.com ~ However, no matter how far he went, the Cavaliers felt something was wrong. When he realized that his instinct came from the unusually quiet behind him, and looked back, Lyon's back was empty.

"Damn it." The panicked knight hurriedly went in the opposite direction, trying to find his king among waist-deep weeds, but it was in vain. Although the bent grass stems in the grass proved that someone had indeed walked through the plant, Lyon could not find any other clues anyway. The three people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The knight wanted to shout the king's name loudly, and at this point, he could no longer care about the others. But the approaching fire proved to prevent Lyon's actions, and the prairie people found their traces. This is also a normal thing. In order to ensure the speed of action, they did not intend to cover their tracks at all. According to the original plan, several people should be close to the garrison of the Kingdom Army now. Lyon does not want to be alone here to fight the desperate searchers.

Although he still wanted to continue to search the nearby grass, the enemies that were getting closer and closer forced Lyon to give up. The knight lowered himself and slowly retreated into the grass. After making sure that he did not leave any obvious traces, he moved towards the green lion by the moonlight in the sky. Perhaps His Majesty had surpassed him unconsciously, and he might be waiting in front of this clumsy knight to catch up. Lyon held the last fluke and hoped.