The sword light flashed, and the two swords Faculest was holding were broken in the middle. He immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Faculest has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his family has considerable financial resources. The two swords he uses are naturally not ordinary. They are made of fine steel by well-known blacksmiths and are of high quality. However, under the Tailan sword energy, they are as good as

It was cut off like a piece of rotten wood with a single blow from an ordinary long sword.

The crossbow-wielding terrorists in the back row panicked. They didn't expect that the Duke would lose. They just raised their crossbows and aimed at Tailan and others with anger and anger.

"Shoot them to death, shoot them to death!" A guy who looked like a small boss also panicked and yelled randomly.

"Don't shoot!" But another voice shouted angrily to stop the crossbowmen.

Faculest struggled to get up from the ground and stopped his men. He only suffered some flesh wounds on his chest and was not seriously injured. Although he lost a lot of blood, he was not dead yet.

The Duke turned to his men and shouted angrily: "You guys, have you forgotten the honor of the knight? I lost to my compatriots and the descendants of the paladin in the duel. We have to admit defeat! Let them go!"

"This..." Everyone hesitated for a while, wondering whether they should obey the order.

But the little leader refused to obey the order, and instead added fuel to the fire: "These people in front of us are not only orcs who have sworn hatred with us, but also have clues to our identity. Once they leave, there will be endless troubles!"

But before he finished speaking, he heard a "swish" sound, and an arrow had been stably inserted into his temple, and it seemed that he was no longer alive. Only then did the terrorists realize that the surrounding walls had not known when.

Countless arrows have been detected, and a huge army has completely surrounded the city defense garrison!

"Alterac Army Corps Exercise!"

A loud voice exploded like thunder, apparently amplified by the mage. But Tyran still recognized the voice of General Haas.

"Humph, the old man came quite in time this time." He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please leave the surrounding residents in an orderly manner! To prevent accidental injuries!" A different person called out, and Med'an, who had excellent hearing, recognized Ariden's voice at once.

"The terrorists inside put down their weapons and surrender immediately! Otherwise we will shoot!" General Haas said with a decisive voice and an undisguised threat.

"We surrender! Leave behind a useful body!" Faculest was a bachelor and directly issued the order to surrender.

Seeing that the die-hard leader was killed, the others also panicked and dropped their weapons and fled. The Army Corps then broke down the door and swarmed in, tying up the terrorists one by one.

Tai Lan stepped forward and uncovered the scarf on the face of the little leader who was shot to death, and sighed: "He is indeed one of the fugitives. It seems that he is the mastermind, the instigator in prison."

"You are very strong, Mr. Fording." The bound Faculest unexpectedly said to Tyran in a respectful tone: "You have such strength, why do you want to assist these orc invaders?"

Tailan frowned when he heard this, and explained seriously: "I have seen the most noble orcs, and I have also seen the most despicable humans!"

Not to mention Faculest, even Med'an was surprised. He never expected that such a serious sentence could come out of Tailan's mouth that couldn't spit out ivory!

But Tailan only maintained a serious expression for three or four seconds. He scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "It's troublesome to say such righteous words. If you want to hear the truth, it is that I don't care about what race or country, I just don't care about what race or country I am in."

Do what you think is right."

"I see." Duke Faculest lowered his proud head, "I have completely lost. Not only was your sword cut off, but the sword in my heart was also broken."

"It doesn't matter!" Tailan said seriously: "As long as you don't break the sword under your crotch, you will still be a good man!"

The corner of Faculest's mouth suddenly twitched: "...I appreciate your mercy, the sword under your crotch is intact!"

Tailan didn't want to say any more and nodded to him silently. Between men, communication with swords is often more sincere and direct than communication with words. Of course, the sword here is not the one under the crotch!

The two soldiers knew that this was the main culprit, so they came over and grabbed the Duke's arms and pushed him forward. The Duke did not forget to turn around and shout: "Mr. Fording, I wish you good military luck!"

"Oh, you are actually admired by the enemy." Haas walked to Tailan and said.

"Old fox, you actually took advantage of me. Who is your spy?" At this point, Tailan naturally knew that his whereabouts were completely under the surveillance of Haas.

"Haha!" Haas laughed endlessly, and suddenly whispered: "The hotel proprietress is our spy. We have deployed many people here, and we have been keeping an eye on the Steinblade Army for a long time. But this time we still

Thanks to you, I actually caught a big fish."

Tailan continued to ask: "You know the ins and outs of the whole thing, right? Maybe you have a grasp of the syndicate's organizational context."

"That's not all." Haas said: "The whole story actually started with me. Twenty years ago, the Army Corps I led was engaged in a key battle with the Kingdom of Stromgard. Our military strength was insufficient to attack Stan.

The Embled Legion asked for help. But the man who was the commander of the legion at the time was the late uncle of the current king, and his deputy was the Duke of Faculest! The two of them actually stood still in order to preserve their strength and strive for status in the country.

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"This move greatly angered their officers. Several of them directly disobeyed orders and led troops to support our army. In the end, we narrowly defeated the Stromgard army and kept it out of the country! But the reinforcements also suffered heavy casualties, so

There are not many left." Haas recalled the tragic victory that year, and felt sad in his heart, "After the war, I reported to His Majesty the King and transferred the remaining troops of the reinforcements to the Army Corps and the Royal Army, and strictly prohibited the Steinblade Army from pursuing them.

The victims of this incident were all veterans who survived the war."

Tyran sighed: "So, this is actually the revenge of the Stannblad Army against the traitors. The young Duke Faculest has been brought to justice, but where are the other descendants?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Haas quickly stopped him and secretly pointed behind Tailan. It turned out that Prince Aridon had approached without knowing it.

"I've heard it all. It's okay to talk privately among friends." Ariden still showed no airs as a prince, and said with his hands spread: "This is about my father's nephew, my cousin His Royal Highness Prince Ixiden. Such words

You can't just talk nonsense outside."

"Yes, yes." Tailan shrugged helplessly, "It's about those big shots, and low-level people like us have nothing to do with it. Please take good care of the Duke, and don't be killed and silenced."

"Hmph, do you think I'm one of those inexperienced little guys?" Haas said disdainfully: "Today I will put prison guards on my staff and escort him back to Alterac City early tomorrow morning!"

Aridan smiled and said: "With an experienced veteran like General Haas, he will definitely have a perfect plan!"

Tailan smiled bitterly and said: "I was quite confident in Haas originally, but after you praised him so much, I suddenly lost confidence. After all, you once praised your swordsmanship and drinking capacity, which were jaw-dropping!"

Tyran's ominous premonition came true. General Haas is indeed experienced, but unfortunately he is still no match for Aridon's poisonous milk.

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That night, rivers of blood flowed in Steinblade City Prison, and dozens of soldiers on night duty died. Even the ferocious prisoners in the cells were uneasy. They heard the constant death screams outside, fearing that the next one would be killed.

Just yourself.

Only one prisoner remained exceptionally calm. Duke Faculest remained calm and composed, quietly waiting for that person to come to him.

"I'm coming!" said the figure walking out of the shadows.

"Of course you will come! This is your home court, how could Haas stop you?"

"Do you have any last words?"

"I did not betray that lord, nor did I reveal any secrets."

"I know you won't do it. But until you die, that adult won't be able to feel at ease."

"We clearly made an agreement with that gentleman to open up a new era together. It's a pity, it's a pity."

"It's a pity that you are still too weak and have lost the qualification to continue with us!"

"It's not a pity for my fate, but a pity that we were all wrong! I have seen a lot today and thought a lot. I have seen swords that are more upright and innocent than us. Maybe we were really wrong!"

"Then, go to hell and wait for that sword. He will find you soon!"

With a flash of sword light, Faculest's head flew high and then fell to the ground. The hot blood from his neck spread all over the wall.

The headless corpse illuminated by the moonlight was particularly desolate. The murderer approached, shook his head with a look of regret on his face, and said: "I will personally report your last words to the prince. Rest in peace, my former companion!"

He was silent for a while, seeming to feel deep sympathy for Faculest's experience. Suddenly he bent down and grabbed his head, looking at it carefully and said: "I really envy your thick hair. I heard that the mercenary recognized you by your hair style."

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Chapter completed!