The fighting in Bremen has been going on for almost a week.
A lord intercepted Amy's letter sent to the merchants of the Alemannic Federation - this is the origin of everything. This letter brought together all the lords who were dissatisfied with Amy. When Amy realized the danger,
The city of Bremen has been surrounded, and Fenrir, who was tied outside the city because he was too scary, was subdued by several lords working together.
Fortunately, Glahid arranged all the lords who were interested in Amy outside the city of Bremen in advance. Otherwise, without the protection of the city wall, Amy would not be able to survive even one day.
However, the battle was very difficult due to the huge disparity in strength. When Ella's messenger first arrived, Bremen's city gate was already crumbling.
And now, the city gate has finally been breached.
Reports of the defeat flooded into Amy's ears. When she heard that the enemy was less than 500 meters away from the parliament hall, Amy, who had always been nervous, laughed as if she had given up completely.
"That's enough, let everyone put down their weapons."
She said to the soldier who came to report.
"You are all soldiers of the King of Sweden. As long as you put away your weapons, they will not make things difficult for you."
Under the surprised gaze of the soldier, Amy slowly closed the door of the council chamber, no longer receiving any reports about the war. She stepped on the gorgeous red carpet, walked through the corridors filled with famous paintings, and walked step by step.
The roof of the parliament hall.
There, she heard the shocking cry from afar - "The enemy is in the council chamber!"
"Your Majesty really has a group of loyal subordinates." She said to herself, "I am obviously going to die, but when I think of this, I feel inexplicably relieved."
The fifty years of human life, compared with heaven and earth, are like a dream and an illusion. How can those who were once alive be immortal?
There was a knock on the door downstairs, and then there was the sound of hurried footsteps. Not long after, Glahid rushed up.
"Why are you giving the order to put down your weapons?" Glahid asked from behind Amy, "Amy, do you think they will spare you, or do you think you can explain your thoughts to them clearly?"
"That's enough." Amy replied in a low voice, "Both you and them are His Majesty's soldiers."
"But you...?"
"I won't be caught by them so easily."
Amy closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, and felt the weight from the sky.
"My fate must be left to your Majesty's judgment."
Soon, all resistance in Bremen ceased.
Soldiers held weapons and surrounded the council hall on three floors. All the major lords rushed outside the council hall to direct the most important battle.
Amid uniform orders, the soldiers solemnly approached the last building. There was only one woman inside, but she was an elf-level magician. She was good at bewitching people's hearts with magic, and could also burn people with evil flames.
Burn the opponent. The soldiers have already seen the terrifying flames on the battlefield. Although they are large in number, they are still frightened.
The door was violently kicked open. The evil woman suddenly appeared in front of them - holding a sword in her hand. The corridor behind her was filled with many swords, like a tower.
Cemetery of Swords.
The soldiers walking in the front row never expected that Amy was waiting for them at the door, so they took a step back. As soon as they stepped back, they immediately collided with the soldiers in the back row, and for a moment they were turned upside down.
Amy laughed - even though there was no color in her face.
"What?" she asked, "Am I some kind of devil?"
"Come forward!" A lord shouted from behind, "She is the only one left!"
"Follow me!" A lord waved in front, "Follow me and take down this traitor!"
Amy did nothing, said nothing, just stood in the corridor with her sword in hand. There was not even any flames coming out of her body - if fire was used to resist here, it would inevitably cause a lot of damage. And she I really don't want the damage to continue to expand.
The soldiers rushed towards her, and she rushed towards the soldiers. They were entangled in each other.
She only used Aphrodite's protection. Although she was not good at swordsmanship, as long as the enemy hesitated for a moment when slashing at her, she could take the opportunity to deprive the enemy of his ability to move.
If the sword is dull, pull a new one from the corridor.
When you are exhausted, use your willpower to push through.
The magic is gone - I hope that time comes later.
Endless night, endless enemy troops.
The sword in Amy's hand curled one after another.
"Let her go!" Glahid begged for Amy outside. He had been tied up and thrown to the side of Bremen. However, the voice was suppressed by the shouts of the soldiers.
The enemy did not wait foolishly for Amy to run out of magic power.
Under the command of "Hairdressing King" Harald, they found large tables from all over Bremen. They used the tables as shields, hid themselves behind the tables, and forced their way into Amy step by step.
——As long as Amy can't be seen, Aphrodite's protection will have no effect on them.
Amy kicked the tables like crazy. But there were four or five soldiers supporting each table. With Amy's strength, she couldn't even shake the tables.
She was forced into a corner, surrounded by tables from all sides, and pushed down by soldiers across the tables.
"Don't take the table away!" Harald ordered. "Stab her to death across the table!"
A soldier took the spear and stabbed it hard towards the table. The spear penetrated the table, and Amy's painful cry came from behind the table.
"Keep poking!" Harald continued to give the order, "Keep poking until she makes no sound at all!"
Three more spears pierced the table and penetrated deeply into Amy's body. At the same time, fierce fire overflowed from under the table and burned the table.
In the flames, Amy stood up unsteadily, scaring the surrounding soldiers back several steps.
She seemed to have fainted, but her hands and head were hanging strangely, like a puppet on strings.
Her forehead was hit by the corner of the table and blood flowed down her nose and into her mouth.
"The die has been thrown."
The sound coming from Amy's throat was completely different from usual.
"This rebel can't hold on anymore!" Harald shouted, raising his ax at the same time, preparing to lead the soldiers to launch the final attack.
Amy giggled like an evil ghost from hell.
She stretched out her hand and pointed it at Harald, who was about to rush forward, and at the hundreds of soldiers outside the door.
at this time--
"Who is the rebel!!!!!!"
A voice that everyone was familiar with suddenly came from a distance. In full view of everyone, Ella rode her horse and rushed all the way in front of everyone. Because the speed was too fast, she fell off the horse when she stopped suddenly to rein in the horse.
However, Ella ignored her own pain and shouted to everyone in a heartbreaking voice:
