In the hall, the atmosphere was very solemn, as if it were before a storm, gloomy and scary.
When Luther expressed his position, it became like this.
Naz Wilson glanced at Luther with admiration and thought to himself, "He is worthy of being the successor of Old Thor and the next generation of Pompeii Knights."
Lu Xi, Barton's face became extremely ugly, because his original plan was to capture the vassals without any bloodshed and bring Barton under his rule.
In this way, we can preserve our strength to the maximum extent to cope with the current unstable environment in Orange.
Lucy Barton did not lie. He did not kill the Baron and his wife. On the one hand, Lucy Barton was not cruel enough to kill his parents. On the other hand, if he killed his parents and became the leader, he would not be able to hold the position for long.
The Count of Libya will not sit idly by.
Lucy, Barton is not that stupid.
On the contrary, it was indeed him who murdered Mousse, Gandall, Barbana, and Gandall. Everything was within his plan, so he could come back.
The reason why he rushed back was just to celebrate with Sicia and Gandall and inherit the title of Knight of Gandall.
At this time, the baron died suddenly. Lucy and Barton could only take action hastily, leading the guardian knights loyal to him to prepare to seize power.
Although the plan was a little hasty, Lucy and Barton were still confident that they could complete the rush.
Because the biggest obstacle, Babana and Gandalf are dead.
But obviously no matter how perfect the plan is, it can't compare to the changes in people's hearts. The only thing Lucy and Barbara didn't expect was that Naz and Wilson would be so tough.
Even Luther Pompeo, a little kid, was brave enough to stand up.
Lucy and Barton want to make a last-ditch effort, because if they kill all the vassal knights in front of them, the Barton family will be really weak.
"Luther, do you remember the last dance? I thought we were friends." Lucy Barton said to Luther in a gentle tone.
"As long as you can put down the knight's sword in your hand, I can guarantee that you will be safe, the Pompeii family's territory and status will be maintained, and I will also allow you to develop a city."
Lucy and Barton changed their strategy.
Luther had wanted to do something on Lucy Barton's face for a long time.
Now is an opportunity.
Luther said in a joking tone, "There is a book that says that it is better to believe in a politician's promise than to believe in a woman's butt. Because no matter how flat a woman's butt is, it will still feel. Politicians' words are just farts."
Lipton and Sauron almost laughed, but thinking about such a serious scene now, they could only hold it back. There are many people like Lipton and Sauron.
The solemn and gloomy atmosphere at the scene was swept away.
"Do it!" Lucy Barton's face suddenly became even more ugly. He yelled, ordering both the people in the hall to take action and the people outside the hall to take action.
Luther's expression changed, and he yelled at Naz and Wilson, "Rush out, rush back to our fiefdom, combine our forces, and launch an encirclement and suppression against Lucy and Barton. If we all die here, everything will be over."
Luther had already calculated that even if he wanted to fall out with Lucy and Barton, he could not fight to the death.
There is a saying that goes well, a good man never suffers immediate losses.
As long as Luther returns to Pompeii, he can organize a force to launch a counterattack against Lucy and Barton.
"Okay." Naz Wilson obviously thought the same thing and said without thinking.
A breakout battle is about to break out.
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"Ruined."
When the sound of Lucy and Barton's actions sounded in the hall, Newton closed his eyes, feeling that his life was over.
They can only be slaughtered.
"Hey, it's a pity that this handsome face of mine has only existed in the world for less than twenty years." Williams' voice no longer trembled. He took out a mirror from his mother's small bag and looked at it narcissistically.
Looking at his own cheek, he said.
Having fun before death can relieve tension.
Williams' thighs trembled slightly, revealing his mood.
No one is not afraid of death, especially at a young age.
"Hey, since we are the family members of the lord and nobles, we also need to bear risks." Mrs. Sophie sighed and hugged Mrs. Solon next to her. She didn't care much about herself.
I'm just worried about Luther.
"I've been married and had children, so it doesn't matter if I die now. But Luther is not married yet."
Mrs. Sophie thought with a sigh.
She had no idea what was going on, but she could also guess that if she was going to die here, the enemy would never let Luther and the others go.
it's all over.
Mrs. Sophie, Mrs. Solon and other ladies all closed their eyes, while Newton, Williams, and the knights of the family were about to start.
Although they felt certain to die, they still wanted to jump around.
They are also the heirs who started training as knights when they were eight years old. After practicing for so many years, it seems a bit of a loss to just stand and wait for death without resisting.
Three senior knights, twenty intermediate knights, and some peripheral knights had to deal with a group of rookie knights, women and children, and some ordinary guard knights.
It was a massacre no matter what.
But things often turn around in desperate situations.
There was a loud "boom", and in a burst of earth-shattering earth-yellow fighting energy, the gate of the castle burst into pieces. Old Sol looked like a god general wearing golden armor and coming on five-color clouds.
All in all, it's awesome.
Old Sol first examined the situation in front of him, and then let out an angry roar.
"Who are you guys? You dare to run wild in Barton Castle. And Hisoka, Ruffin, what do you do for a living? Why do you let so many outsiders in?"
Before Old Sol's roar ended, he rushed forward.
There was no need to release his fighting spirit. He relied heavily on his strength and exploded with great speed. In the blink of an eye, he reached the opponent's senior knight.
The hand rises and the sword falls.
A great head rises into the sky.
A bright blood flower bloomed from the headless corpse, and then suddenly fell into a pool of blood.
The Grand Knight and the Senior Knight may seem to be only one level apart, but in fact they are worlds apart.
A senior knight can defeat at least ten intermediate knights, and by analogy, an intermediate knight can defeat at least ten junior knights. But for a senior knight, unless there are special circumstances, no matter how many senior knights there are, they cannot defeat a large knight.
Knights pose a threat.
Otherwise, the Great Knight would not be so popular.
The King of Prussia was even willing to exchange his palace title for the loyalty of a great knight.