Shaman from Afar

"Ah ... everyone, why are you crying?"

In the middle of the night, a temporary camp on the banks of the Jewel River saw the fire at the head of the ancient castle not far away, flashing slightly under the starry sky blown by the sea breeze.

"Speaking of others, it took a lot of effort to save you-this is the second time, are you talking to your life-saving benefactor with this attitude?"

The blue-haired elf girl with her waist pouting her mouth in displeasure, looking at the elf warriors who were either silent or frowning; the short Azore knife hung on her waist, along with the skirt of the battle skirt Swing together:

"Also, Your Royal Highness, Rodria has said that, the four court warriors of the Azores can't always be so sad, and it hurts morale ..."

"You said enough!" Alexandra, who kept her head down coldly, interrupted the elven girl, her eyes scarred with tears.

"I was almost finished ..."

The elf girl narrowed her eyes and tilted her small head probe in front of Alexandra: "But since the dear chief adjutant said, it makes me want to say a few more words!"

"you…?!"

Alexandra sharply raised her head, and almost at the same time, the elven girl's right hand turned like a trick, the short knife behind her waist was held in the palm, and the tip of the knife pressed against Alexandra's jaw.

"Bao--!"

The sounds of drawing swords in succession exploded above the camp; behind them, the governors and elf warriors of the imperial court held their swords to confront each other, and the collision was triggered.

"What do I ... Your Excellency Chief Deputy Officer?"

Ignoring the long knife pointing beside me, the elf girl smiled more happily: "Do n’t forget, you are just an adjutant; and others ... Shira is the second seat of the imperial court, or the personal recommendation of the chief adult . "

"A deputy officer, who dared to disrespect the second seat ... It's a big injustice; or do you think that cutting off someone's head is the best way to repay your benefactor?"

Alexandra, who had scarlet eyes, clenched her teeth tightly, staring at Shira's obsessive baby face, and squeezed out her teeth with fierce anger:

"... all put away the weapons!"

The smelling governor elf warriors retreated one after another, and their long swords were sheathed and squatted down on the ground; while the opposite imperial warrior stood still holding a knife, coldly watching the group of embarrassed, but still refused to let go of himself. "Arrogant" guy.

"Well, that's right ... For the sake of Lord Eugen, people will not cure your" disrespect "." After playing with a knife flower, Yu Tingji Xiela pulled the knife back into the sheath with satisfaction, Shui Ling Ling's eyes blinked cleverly:

"Now that the main force has been safely returned, in order to show respect to Lord Eugen and to pay loyalty to His Royal Highness-I have a very interesting proposal, I want to ask you here ..."

"... You, do you want to avenge Lord Eugen?"

The words fell, and all the elf warriors immediately understood her thoughts.

"You ... you madman!" The elf warrior could not help but say: "This morning's battle has exposed our purpose, the enemy will certainly be prepared, and if he rashly attacks at this time, he will definitely be with the enemy. The main force ... "

"Because the enemy will definitely be prepared, we must seize the last chance tonight!" Shira opened the mouth like a steal, clenching the pink powder fist, and said very seriously:

"Otherwise, until the enemy strengthens the garrison here, His Royal Highness will definitely mobilize heavy soldiers to siege here-by the time the governors warriors, what are you going to do to save the shame of the two defeats ?!"

The elves and warriors of the court were silent, and only Alexandra could not help but asked, "But ... Your Royal Highness's order is not ..."

"His Royal Highness's order is to take down the old castle, destroy the enemy's blockade of the coast and then capture Eboden--" Petite Shella smiled cunningly, "Gee" raised her right index finger:

"As for the method ... it doesn't matter."

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Inside the castle, the black blade of the mercenary who came under him was leaning against the city gate, watching the soldiers who had been defended evacuating in batches and couldn't help but yawn.

After the first day of World War I, it was not only the casualties of the Wings of the Sky Wing that were nearly half killed, but the 1,000 soldiers stationed in the castle also suffered heavy losses and urgently needed rest; Army temporarily changed defenses.

So the Black Blade was caught in the current-during the daytime battle, he and his men suffered the least loss, because the main force of the enemy was almost blocked by the city defense army and the mercenaries of the silver blood; wait for his "reserve army" At the time, the enemy had begun to evacuate.

Before waiting for Black Blade to be happy for good luck, he received an order to go to the castle for a defensive night, and appeared depressed under the nearly ruined city wall.

The black-bladed mercenaries who took over the garrison were scattered at various observation points, and the extra manpower was taking care of the corpses and ruins in the castle, and cleaning up the fortifications so that the castle could really live.

Looking at the wall that was almost burnt to ashes by flames, the towers were all ruined, and the black blade secretly drinking the wine while looking around curiously, while recalling the ugly expression of the serious legion commander before.

I really don't know what it is, can it scare that dead man's face like that? Could it be that the Lord Duke of Byrne was not a person at all, but a monster wearing a human skin, punching a dead ogre with two fists, and invading water and fire?

Thinking about it, even the black blade "Poof!" That felt ridiculous even to myself laughed loudly, and the spitting water sprayed his face.

Ok? !

The black blade, who wiped his head and wiped his face, suddenly stood up, pulled out the saber around his waist and pointed out the gate.

"Who ?! Come out!"

At that very moment, he clearly heard a slight laugh coming from that direction-to be a mercenary leader, he was quite confident in his alertness and responsiveness.

The next second, a few people in cloaks and hoods trudged through the grass, looking ragged in ragged clothes.

"We are the messengers of the heavenly palace, and came with His Majesty's order." The one headed said in a hoarse voice: "It's urgent, please open the door quickly."

Sky Dome?

Black Blade frowned and walked to the small door on the side of the city gate, while alertly calling for several mercenaries to walk behind him: "How can your majesty's messenger come across the Gem River?"

"Because we have just returned from Lotel, we received an order to go to Ebden." The headed man opened the door while watching the Black Blade, and said:

"Dead former Duke Lothal, say hello to you!"

Ok? !

This is the last word Black Blade heard.

"puff!"

Just as the door opened, Xueliang's Azores long knife had protruded from his neck.

The next second, two black shadows leaped from the city wall; several mercenaries behind the black blade fell to the ground, blood splashed in front of the city gate.

"Enemy attack-Enemy attack-Enemy ..."

The anxious shout came to a halt, and an invisible arrow pierced the guard's throat.

But the mercenaries have reacted. A panicked castle is full of waving torches and anxious figures rushing towards the gate; a horn of security sounds from the city wall, asking for help in the direction of the city wall.

The elf warriors who took off their cloaks opened the city gate, and the elves hiding behind rushed into the castle.

"Very well, the reinforcements over the city wall are coming, and it will take a quarter of an hour at the earliest."

Glancing at the mercenaries behind him, the unsuspecting elf maiden Xuela shook her little fingers and shook her little fingers: "So you must find the chain-blocking tower during this period, destroy the device and escape as soon as possible. "

"And before that, people would bring the imperial warriors to drag the enemies in the castle, and try their best to buy time-they will also throw you away when necessary. After all, Shiraz cares about his life ... do you understand? "

"Can't understand more!"

Leaving this sentence coldly, Alessandra who borrowed an Azore sword from the elf beside him hummed, and the warriors who took the governor's court turned away without looking back .

"Ugh ... it's a guy who doesn't know how to be grateful and not cute-of course, Shella is the cutest in the world!"

Proudly raising a small chest with no waves, the elf girl pointed straight to the sky with her right hand and looked up behind her:

"Okay, everyone ... go work!"

"Observe!"

The elf warriors who had received their orders drew their swords and turned to the mercenaries who came to the gate.

At the same time as blood was spilling, the mercenaries who lost the leader also fell into this chaos; swords and shields, and silver bell-like laughter, playing exceptionally harmonious music in the ancient castle!

Through the chaos caused by the imperial court Shira and her subordinates, Alexandra also led the warriors of the court to dive into the tower of the castle.

The device connected to the sea blocking chain is located in the tower near the river bank and on the side of the Eboden city wall; in theory, this is also the safest and most tightly guarded place in the entire castle;

But from breaking into the gate to entering the tower, except for a handful of mercenaries who were leaning against the corner and absent-minded, the elf warriors did not encounter any resistance at all; the very few defense facilities were also crude and rough.

Probably because the garrison troops were replaced ... Although I still don't know much about Eboden's defenders, Alexandra can still see that these troops are not the same people as those they encountered during the day.

As for the reason, the elf warrior doesn't care-the only thing she wants to do now is to **** the chains blocking the sea before enemy reinforcements arrive, and let His Royal Highness take over the city.

Then grabbed the Duke of Byron named Loren Turin and personally cut him by the waist in the same way as he did to pay for Master Eugen's life!

With endless anger, the actions of the warriors of the courts can be described as fierce and vigorous-no guard was alarmed from beginning to end, and all the mercenaries who saw them also left the world forever before shouting their voices.

Like a pack of hunting wolves, murderous but without a trace, they constantly hunt their targets from the shadows; and before that, they can do nothing without saying a word.

Finally ... After searching for more than half of the tower, Alexandra finally stopped in front of an iron-clad door, and the heavy gear rotation sound continued from behind the door.

This is it.

The frowning elf warrior stood in front of the door, looking at the robe behind him, hesitating for a second.

then……

"boom--!"

With a kick, the door opened.

Then she froze.

Inside the room ... there was no guard.

There was only one large device with a suspected switch in front of it, plus two steel gears that were close to the wall and almost a wall high, constantly making a harsh noise.

This is it?

But why are there no guards, is it true that Eboden ’s guards are not at all worried about being here ...

"Of course not to worry, because no one needs to protect it at all."

The indifferent voice rang from behind the elder warriors of the court.

"Because the organ was destroyed when the chain was raised, it will never fall unless the tower collapses."

Alexandra looked startled, turned instinctively and turned to look behind; the remaining elves also turned around alertly and backed to the door.

The expression of the elf warrior changed suddenly in the next second.

"It's you?!"

"it's me."

Faceless, Lucian was alone, confronting the warrior elves in front of the gate. His right hand was raised slowly, and a double-edged Azore sword with a strange appearance, like a war bow, was crossed Behind him.

Almost at the same time, Alexandra's gaze stopped on it-it was her Sabre!

"By Lord Lord, Lord Loren Turin's order, we are here waiting for the uninvited guests." The gray pupil said coldly, and his eyes had gradually changed to gray-blue while speaking:

"I will definitely entertain you and let you feel the enthusiasm from the people of the Sakran Empire-this time, I will not let you go again."

"puff!"

"clang!"

The two demon hunters jumped from the hidden ceiling one by one, one was parried by Alexandra, and the other took the opportunity to hit her on the shoulder.

Damn it!

Not yet recovering from the loss of the double-edged long sword, the frowning elf warrior hurriedly parried ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ while roaring behind him:

"Everyone, retreat!"

"This is a trap set by the enemy!"

The elf warriors reacted, raising their swords to the gray pupil, trying to break through.

"Come all here, still thinking about leaving?" Lucien sneered. The double-edged long knife held back the enemy's weapon while chopping back, tearing a blood stain from the shoulder to the flanks.

Ripped!

Without a sound, the tragic death of the elf warrior has fallen into the pool of blood.

"Stop them!"

The cold-faced Lucien's long sword was traversed, and the roar was powerful.

The words will fall, and the demon hunters hiding in all corners of the tower will rush out and pounce on the panicked elf warriors.

Fight, just hit it!