On the coastal boulevard in the seaport area of Duner, Baron Milo was crying as if his biological father and mother had died, standing hunched over in the mess. Several loyal knights in heavy armor were closely guarding Baron Milo, and even
There was also a mage wearing a black cloak with several mysterious hexagonal patterns embroidered on his sleeves.
Countless torches illuminated this section of the coastal avenue. Four black horses were blown to pieces, and their flesh and blood were spread all over a hundred meters. The snow and blood were mixed together, and they had frozen into red blood ice under the cold wind. The carriage
It was burned to ashes, and black ash and some remaining charcoal were scattered on the ground. Black, red, and white were mixed together, giving people the feeling of a flesh and blood slaughterhouse.
The body of Ya Heling's middle-aged guard fell to the ground. His upper body was almost broken off by the explosion. The two legs of his lower body were trampled on by the Black Tiger family's thugs. The leg bones were twisted and presented at a weird angle.
The big black man who rescued Yahe Ling from Baal was lying on the jetty. There was a goose egg-sized hole in his temple. He was obviously shot through the head by some kind of powerful arrow and died. It was even more shocking.
What surprised people was that his two arms flew more than ten meters away, one on the left and the other on the right. The thick arms were inserted into the snow, pointing diagonally towards the sky like tombstones.
In addition to the black soldier who fell on the breakwater, there were seven other corpses that were almost melted by the fire. Only humanoid corpses could be seen lined up in a row, standing firmly at the entrance of an alley. These seven corpses seemed to be
Like melted glass, the surface showed a magnificent seven-color luster. It had been burned to this look, but they were still standing there steadily. A majesty and evil aura that made people dare not approach permeated the surroundings, making the roaring people pass by.
The cold wind added a bit of murderous intent out of thin air.
Baron Miró covered his nose with a white handkerchief, held his cane in his left hand, and roared angrily.
Now that the New Year is over, when spring comes, he will be able to step down as mayor of Dunerque, and he will be able to take his wife, children, grandchildren, and his whole family back to Blackstone City to retire. Taking him from Dunker
Not to mention the wealth he reaped from the position of mayor of Erke, not to mention that he will be extremely happy and wealthy in his later years. Even his children, grandchildren, and even his great-grandchildren can enjoy wealth in peace and prosperity.
As long as he survives for another three months, he can return to his hometown and retire in peace!
But now, there are only three months left, why did such a vicious case suddenly happen? So many people died and such a big noise was made. It was impossible to hide it if you wanted to. After all, that huge explosion was the entire
Hundreds of thousands of residents of Dunerq heard it.
The bureaucrats in the Assen province will definitely send officials to investigate what happened tonight, they will definitely criticize Baron Milo, they will definitely interfere in the municipal affairs of Dunerque, and they may even conduct an inspection of Dunerque.
Erqi's tax books and municipal expenditure books over the years.
Of course, Baron Milo is not afraid of them auditing the books. What he is afraid of is how high a price he will pay to silence those damn investigators - maybe a few thoroughbred horses for his future great-grandson, he will pay a high price in the future.
The money for several gemstone necklaces belonging to the great-granddaughter just sprouted wings and flew away! If he met a guy as greedy as Baron Milo, maybe his damage would be even greater!
"Who can tell me what happened here!" Baron Milo was so angry that he raised his crutch and waved it fiercely. The ivory-carved crutch hit a street light pole next to him, breaking the crutch.
There was a crackling sound, and he couldn't care less about his heartache.
A large group of heavily armed imperial soldiers surrounded a tall, handsome middle-aged man wearing silver armor. This man was the garrison commander of Dunerker and the commander of the thousand-man infantry regiment stationed in Dunerker, Snow Wolf.
Lieutenant Colonel 'Watu.
Seeing Baron Milo's hysterical movements, Snow Wolf Watto folded his worried hands on his chest and frowned at the messy and messy corpses. What happened? Who attacked these people? Those people ran away again
Where?
Could those murderous thugs have sneaked into the urban area of Dunerker at night? If this is the case, and if civilians are attacked, Watto's responsibility will be huge! Thinking of the executioners of the Imperial Military Justice Department, they are so cold
With a ruthless and stern face, Wattu's body couldn't help but tremble.
While Watto was deep in thought and Baron Milo was roaring and angry, Blackbeard staggered out of a dark alley with Lin Qi in his arms. As he walked, Blackbeard howled heartbreakingly: "
Doctor, doctor, lieutenant colonel, lieutenant colonel, where is the military doctor in your camp? Save my son, this stupid boy, how can he fight against those cruel orcs?"
Blackbeard's saliva and nose were flying everywhere, and tears spurted out from his big, swollen and red eyes. He wailed in a hoarse voice: "And Enzo, this brave young man, he wanted to protect this stupid boy in my family.
, he actually fought tooth and nail with a mad orc! Oh my God, save them!"
Blackbeard burst into tears, vividly interpreting the image of a heartbroken and worried father. His slippers had gone somewhere, and his two bare feet just stepped on the dirty snow, and he was
The brocade pajamas worth hundreds of gold coins had long been stained with blood and sewage. Even if they were cleaned, they would no longer be wearable.
Behind Blackbeard, several family thugs wearing Dunerqi militia uniforms ran out with Enzo in their arms. These "heroic warriors" were covered in blood and had sword wounds on their chests and backs. They and
Blackbeard yelled in pain, constantly asking military doctors to come and treat their young master's good friend, good partner, good brother, and good comrade-in-arms!
Countless torches illuminated the port area. A thousand guardsmen, hundreds of dragoons and bronze hats, and countless oncoming militiamen gathered here. Under the bright light of the torches, Blackbeard staggered and looked embarrassed.
After falling to the ground, he knelt on the ground, his strong hands holding up the 'unconscious' Lin Qi's 'weak' body.
There were screams of surprise all around. Lin Qi had more than twenty sword wounds all over his body. His valuable clothes had been chopped into torn fishing nets. His flesh was turned out like a child's mouth, exposing the inside.
Lin Qi's flesh and blood immediately turned pale as the cold wind blew by the heavy snow.
Lin Qi was twitching in pain, as if in a coma, he still felt the extreme pain in his body!
"Military doctor, come and save people!" Lieutenant Colonel Watto was shocked, but he was overjoyed again. The clue was coming!
Listen, Lin Qi is fighting with the orcs? Then this time it is the orcs who invade and cause chaos, there is no doubt about it!
Blackbeard's ugly wail resounded throughout the harbor again.