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Screams, blood, broken limbs...
Life and death boil in the smoke of gunpowder...
The guard who was rescued by Wen Lin said thankfully, and then quickly went into battle.
Wen Lin's actions subtly caused the gatekeepers to ignite a fiercer fighting spirit, and their blood became more and more intense.
The smell, the bloodshot eyeballs, the fearless roar...
Observing the situation of the entire Wangting Square, Wen Lin calculated the height of the city wall and suddenly drew out her knife.
Surrounded by terrified gasping sounds, they reached out their hands to stop them, but they could only watch Wen Lin jump off the battlement.
The tip of the knife splattered fire on the rough city wall, and under countless astonished gazes, Wen Lin tapped her toes and spun from the air into the protection circle of the royal knights.
At this moment, she descended like a god.
The entire battlefield seemed to stop for a few seconds because of her appearance.
"Francis, give Latimer to me, and you will retreat,"
Picking up Latimer's back collar, Wen Lin quickly tore a hole in the siege.
Wen Lin increased her strength as the knife tip slid across the bone. She moved extremely fast, so fast that almost no one could see it clearly.
Before getting close to her, a neat incision appeared on her neck.
There is not a single redundant action, and under the tip of the knife, no one is spared.
Before dying, they wondered if they were seeing a god or Satan.
Russell recognized Wen Lin, and he pointed at Wen Lin tremblingly, his wide eyes full of surprise and fear.
"It's her, it's the pirate,"
Grandal looked at Latimer, who was intact under Wen Lin's protection, with a solemn expression. He waved his hand and ordered, and more soldiers rushed towards Wen Lin.
As if it could never be killed, Wen Lin took a deep breath. Fortunately, Latimer was not heavy. She jumped up with her arms around Latimer, and got close to the city wall in a few breaths.
The rope was thrown down in time, and Wen Lin swung her knife into the crack of the stone and climbed towards the city wall with the strength of the rope.
Francis and his party, who had no scruples, quickly retreated under the city wall because of Wen Lin's cover, and began to retreat into the castle with ropes in twos and threes.
Grendal's eyes were splitting, and he let people pour oil on the stone and throw it frantically at Wen Lin.
It was a deafening air wave. Wen Lin's shoulder was hit by the cracked rubble, and her hand slipped suddenly. There was no other way. Wen Lin gritted her teeth and threw Latimer up.
The moment the next fireball hit, she let go of her hand and fell to the city wall.
At this moment of brutal killing, everyone looked at Wen Lin who fell, and the sudden accident seemed to freeze time.
Latimer was grabbed in time and pulled into the battlement. He turned his head and looked at Wen Lin who fell.
Years later, Latimer will clearly remember this scene. His savior appeared in desperation, in the smoke of gunpowder, and under the light of fire.
It fell heavily, splashing a large amount of dust.
The enemy surrounded Wen Lin and did not dare to approach for a while.
Taking advantage of this gap, Francis quickly organized an orderly counterattack.
After coughing twice, Wen Lin's neck bulged with blue veins. She clenched the knife in her hand, and as if nothing had happened, she did not enter the crowd to harvest again.
With Francis' cooperation, Wen Lin had a few more breaths.
And Grendal and Russell, who were gradually falling into a disadvantage, roared unwillingly,
"Francis, are you so willing to be the servant of the royal family of Plantagenet? Vicia is dead, do you expect Latimer, who is still young, to rule the Golan,"
Each signaled the soldiers to stop, Francis replied loudly,
"His Majesty Vicia has given the Sacks family honor and favor. Are you determined to commit treason full of sins?"
"Francis, we have no intention of contaminating our hands with sin, you forced us," Glendal's words were full of sternness, reinforcements from outside the city would arrive soon, and he firmly believed that he would win this victory.
Francis wants to quietly take Latimer into the royal court, which undoubtedly indicates that the woman who tarnished the throne is dead.
No one can stop the Sax family now, and the supreme glory of Golan will fall on their heads.
Under the gray hair, there are eyes as sharp as goshawks, Francis looked at the Thame River in the distance, and every line on his face was drawn straight.
"The Sax family will be wiped out,"
He whispered like death, and at the same time, a bright letter lit up in the air.
The army rushing in like a tidal wave killed them from the rear. Russell and Grendal grinned. They thought that their reinforcements had arrived, but soon, the smile turned into panic.
At the forefront was Eggers, a fighting lunatic who was deeply impressed by the Queen's charm.
Under the scorching sun, Russell and Grendal knelt down embarrassedly, they didn't understand, their twisted expressions were full of resentment and unwillingness.
"Why, she's already dead!"
"Sachs, shameless oath-breaker, renegade, promise-breaker, the sword of judgment will rip through your chest, and your heads will be placed on the Bridge of Brenzi, to be eaten by eagles, your Blood will wash away all sin,"
I do not know when, Vicia appeared on the battlements, wearing a crown, wearing a Chinese dress, holding a staff in one hand, holding the king's sword steadily in the other, the golden clouds smeared on the sky behind her.
Like a judge who is high above and cannot be disobeyed.
Wen Lin raised her head and looked at her. For a brief moment, Wen Lin felt that the figure was out of reach.
The sun seemed to be too dazzling, a trace of blood slipped from the corner of Wen Lin's mouth, her body swayed a few times, the long knife fell, and she slowly fell back.
Before she lost consciousness completely, Wen Lin seemed to see a trace of panic on Vichy's face, she seemed to turn around and run towards herself.
The author has something to say: Well, tomorrow's Wangeng is gone! Because I have two updates before twelve o'clock! Must be bragging!
I Wen is actually very sensible and can feel distressed~ How can she be so distressed~