Two red suns filled the sky with orange-red warm light over the mainland. There seemed to be an invisible ring barrier surrounding the two suns. The thick clouds in winter seemed to be pierced through, and they were surrounded by thick and continuous layers.
Two sun wheels, the curved surface separated by the barrier is covered with golden light.
Then, the golden light on the curved surface became lighter and lighter. When it completely turned white, the two yangs had already disappeared.
The bright moon is in the sky.
The arc surrounding the moon is still filled with white light, but the clouds behind it have long been surrounded by darkness.
Under the moon, Yilan City.
In a seemingly ordinary bar, there are about a dozen Lane soldiers drinking and having fun. These people are all veterans who are about to retire. Perhaps after fighting this battle, they will return to their original city to see if the war is going to end.
Having taken away their wives and children, the answer is self-evident. Even the veterans themselves have no hope, so their more intention after retirement is to become mercenaries. Discipline deliberately ignored them and put them in this bar.
Their task is simple: while enjoying free drinks and food, they must guard the basement of the bar where they are, that is, the secret entrance and exit built in the wine cellar.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a sound came from the stairs entering the wine cellar. It was like the sound of a wine barrel blocking the secret passage being broken.
"Hiccup." The drunk captain burped, raised his head in a daze, and looked around - except for his companions who were also drunk and fell down, the rest of the people were dancing around the bonfire.
The old bard here was obviously drunk, with a red and wrinkled face revealed under his sparse beard, and his old voice sang an ode about the King of Heroes with all his strength.
"You! Did you...hear...anything?!" The captain shook his head violently, pointed at the middle-aged hotel owner behind the bar, and asked loudly. After saying that, he turned his head and drank the wine in front of him.
In the belly.
The hotel owner who was wiping the wine glasses was stunned for a moment and replied: "Are you talking about the noise in the wine cellar? Don't worry, sir, it's probably the mice that did it again. It's winter, and these mice are still restless. Wait until I finish wiping these wine glasses."
, just go down and have a look..."
Before he could finish speaking, the captain seemed to have lost all his bones. He slid down from the stool limply and fell to the ground with a clang. He seemed to be drunk and unconscious.
The hotel owner sighed and said to himself: "These drunkards!"
etc!
Just when he lowered his head again and wanted to continue wiping the wine glass, he seemed to see a strange figure in the corner of his eye! Even if it was only for a moment, he could see the figure clearly!
Her clothes were very revealing. She only wore a beautifully patterned breastplate on her upper body, and a metal gauze skirt of the same style on her lower body. Her foot protection was shorter than the long combat boots commonly worn by soldiers, and she carried a pair of boots on her back.
She held a huge long bow and a short bow in her hand. But that was not what the hotel owner paid attention to. He remembered her face. That face was indescribably beautiful, with strange pink skin and long pointed ears.
And playful.
But now is not the time to worry about that!
The hotel owner suddenly woke up, and his eyes fell on the elf in horror again! However, what responded to him was a brilliant magic arrow. Just like the arrow that had just penetrated the guard captain's body, this arrow easily took away the hotel owner's body.
life.
At the same time, Dolores stepped sideways and quickly made room for the people behind her. In order to attack faster, she even gave up using ordinary arrows to save the time of changing arrows. Another magic arrow flew
Shoot out and rush towards the bonfire on the opposite side.
This arrow is still in mid-air, and the other arrow has already set off!
At the campfire, it only took a few seconds from the first person to fall to the last person. The last person to fall had not even reacted to the confusion of seeing the first person to fall.
When Dolores finished doing this, Cyril's figure also appeared next to her, and the daylight in his hand was still sucking blood. Obviously, the corner of the hotel lobby and the drunkards in the single rooms were all dead.
The drunkards lying on the table and sleeping soundly were also dealt with by the Norland soldiers who followed.
Dolores nodded towards one of the middle-aged officers who looked like an officer.
The officer nodded in response and made several gestures to the soldiers behind him. Immediately, several soldiers went to the door and windows to look out for the wind, while the rest squeezed into other parts of the bar as much as possible to make room for the following comrades to leave from the wine cellar.
Come out.
Suddenly, Dolores's pointed ears moved, and she heard a sound that shouldn't have been there. It was the kind of sudden sound caused by accidentally hooking a finger on a piano string.
She moved her gaze to the corner of the hotel.
A haggard old man was hiding there tremblingly, looking at her nervously. He was so old that his skin was as withered as the wooden boards around him. Only then did Dolores remember that this old man was exactly
The talented troubadour.
Dolores's eyes suddenly turned to Cyril, seeming to question. This is why Aranza will leave this matter to Dolores. Although she is occasionally naughty, but important things, Dolores
Always rigorous.
Cyril said: "He is very pitiful."
Dolores shook her head speechlessly, her beautiful eyebrows slightly bent, and said: "Maybe this pity will cause our raid to fail. There are more than 300 soldiers here. If they die because of this, it will be really pitiful."
Already."
Cyril lowered his head and said nothing, seeming apologetic yet stubborn.
Dolores knew her character, so she no longer forced her. She took out the dagger from her waist and walked towards the old man.
The old man immediately knelt on the ground and begged: "Don't kill me... don't kill me... I won't hinder your raid... I wrote a hymn for you..."
"Oh?" Dolores stopped unexpectedly and asked curiously, "Hymn?"
"Yes, yes...let me praise your leader...oh, and the brave warriors under his command..."
"The leader?" Dolores thought for a while and said, "Let's write the son of the King of Heroes, Aranza, um... Aranza Tulip."
Hearing this, the old bard was immediately stunned. The information he knew was the same as that of the people. They had always thought that it was Kim Gates who was going to unify Kay State and attack Yilan City. Unexpectedly, the person behind the scenes
He turned out to be the son of the Hero King! Moreover, he actually slashed his sword towards the Hero King’s family!
Seeing that the old man was suddenly stunned, Dolores stopped talking and turned to prepare for the raid. At this moment, she may not have thought of how much impact her small favor would have on Aranza in the future.
When the small space of the hotel could not accommodate more people, Dolores looked around at the soldiers and saw that everyone had already grasped their weapons, and immediately gave the order.
"As planned."
This is a silent command.
Noland's soldiers gently pushed open the hotel doors or opened the windows. They quietly poured out of all the exits that could leave the hotel and quietly walked into the streets of Yilan City. For this city, everyone
The captain and adjutant who led the team already knew it very well. Some people took advantage of the surprise attack to sneak into the easily defended and difficult to attack areas of Yilan City, while more people rushed towards the gate of Yilan City from different directions!
Under the protection of Cyril, Dolores appeared on a high house in the city of Yilan in an instant. With the sniper longbow in hand, arrows pierced the night and penetrated the bodies of the patrolling soldiers. The fallen
Before the soldier had time to attract the attention of his companions, he was beheaded by the Norland warrior who suddenly appeared behind him!
The sword's blade flickered silently under the moon.
In the guard room of the city gate, the door suddenly opened, and the light of the bonfire in the room instantly poured out. A figure then appeared at the door. The firelight illuminated the seal on his shoulder, the symbol of the Norland Army. The soldier held
The bleeding sword looked around and quickly disappeared into the night. Then, several other Norland soldiers came out of the guard room and hid their figures in the night.
After a while.
Aranza stood quietly in front of the city gate of Yilan City. Behind him were Karu and the quietly dormant Alice War Bear. When the last patrol soldier on the city wall of Yilan City fell, they stood
here.
"squeak--"
The heavy wooden door suddenly let out a heavy wail, and then the small gap in the center of the door widened. In the blink of an eye, the gate of Yilan City opened in front of Aranza!
Aranza grinned, and waved her hand wrapped in platinum armor gently in the darkness.