Chapter Forty-Eight: Those Who Don't Drop Their Weapons Are Always Enemies!

Raphael looked at Quinnir with a mocking expression.

"You!" Quinniel had a look of exasperation on his face!

Raphael snorted coldly, "You fart, didn't you say that your lord would step on my Yuki Collar when he found out?" You're so tough, I'm so scared! So, please die! As the words fell, Quinnier's head with an angry expression was smashed to the ground with a huge force!

"Quinir, you were the one who led those damned cavalry to invade my hometown at night! Today I will avenge my people who died at your hands! "Cather's face was filled with cruelty, like a murderous tyrant!

"Quinil, do you think my smile with you every day is so real?! No, from the time you invaded my homeland, you were enemies in my eyes! But I can't resist! Because I don't have the strength, but today! I can finally avenge them! ”

"Brothers, forgive me! Forgive me! "Cath used the language of the Northland barbarians, and Quinnir didn't understand it at all, but the next second he understood Cather's words!

"Revenge!" These two words Cather are completely used to roar out! That's an emotional catharsis! It's also a nirvana oath! Two lines of tears slid down the corners of Casser's eyes on her blood-stained cheeks, like a line of bloody tears!

"Ahh Kasser's greatsword stabbed down at Quinnier's palms, arms, shoulders, soles, calves, thighs, and other non-lethal positions! That kind of abuse like dismemberment made the soldiers present fall into a stunned situation! It's too bloody and violent! It's not a killing at all, it's a torture!

However, the first to react were the members of the second and third teams, because Cath was on their side, and the horror caused by their own people to the enemy could become a sense of security for their own people! Instead of letting Quinir lose his life, Casser picked up a long pole with the banner of the Hill Collar and hung Quinnir on it, who had fainted, but was not dead!

"Again, you have two choices, one is to surrender, and the other is probably going to change the way, just like this person!" Rafael didn't expect that Casure and Quinnier were enemies, but Cather's approach made Raphael very satisfied, this is simply a good teammate of the Io continent who knows how to assist! He raised an eyebrow and pointed to Quinnier, who was hanging from the long pole.

The soldiers looked up at Quinir, who was hanging high, and immediately lost the courage to continue fighting, and the men of the second and third teams swarmed up to unload their weapons and equipment, as well as the soldiers who were twitching on the ground! And in the end, it ends with a binding without the slightest artistic content!

Rating, one point!

Rating, one point!

Rating, one point!

Hey, hey, hey! How can there be such an old-fashioned link as the scoring link! Delete it, delete it!

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Raphael let the second and third teams go to the city walls to join the front team, and the battle inside the walls is not over, after all, they don't know what is going on outside the walls. Naturally, it is impossible to choose to surrender easily. Raphael did not let the soldiers choose to keep their hands, and when they resisted, they were directly killed, and only those who chose to drop their weapons chose to be captured. After all, the enemy is always the enemy until the weapon is dropped!

Raphael then admired Baron Maurice's castle, which was very similar to the castle of the modern aristocracy, with fountains and courtyards and various hedonistic elements reflected in it, but it was rough in some details. But that's normal, and if you're really looking to design the perfect pleasure facility, Pritzer Artisans will be able to satisfy you, they're one of the best craftsmen in the world in this human realm!

Pritzer is a half-elven people, and their artistic skills are largely inherited from the elves, and they design things that conform to the aesthetics of humans and elves, although they are more likely to imitate elven skills! But it is also very useful among the human aristocracy, because the elves can even compete with the god of art and reptiles, Vander. Wayne Verspens is on par, but to be honest, a god of inaugural art and reptilian priesthood makes people feel a little weird to think about. But Vander. Venn Fospeth is more of an achievement on top of paintings, and the paintings he left behind are all the best of the best!

Usually able to possess vande. The nobles of Venn Fosper's paintings will receive envious, jealous and hateful glances from a cadre of people!

Raphael's personal guards surrounded Raphael's side, and there was unloaded equipment on the side, some soldiers would choose to change it when they picked up the equipment, and Raphael did not stop such behavior, equipment was originally in the hands of those who needed it to play a better role! Otherwise, would it be difficult to stay in your hands as scrap metal?

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the soldiers inside walked out of it with a triumphant attitude, closed the books in their hands, and stepped forward.

The soldiers were followed by two or three hundred dejected captives, and it was clear that their operation was a success!

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"Flap the fan!"

A white carrier pigeon flying in the sky saw a team of cavalry running fast, flying down in front of the leader's position, and the man saw the carrier pigeon flying on his shoulder frowned slightly, "Damn, why are there so many things lately?" "This person is none other than Baron Morris and his party who led the army to the Valley of the Sunset!

Removing the letter on the pigeon's leg, the black letters on the white paper made Baron Maurice's face change greatly, "The castle is an enemy, Lord Baron, return quickly!" "The number of words is not much, and it can be seen that the writing is very hasty, this is Quinnier's handwriting!!

"The whole army turns around, and the target is Qiu Shanling!" Baron Maurice had more than anger in his heart, but more fear! When a nobleman's castle is captured, it is no different from being nailed to the Pillar of Disgrace! I will never be able to raise my head in front of other nobles in the future! And more importantly, there are still assets in the castle over the years, if all of them are moved, Baron Maurice doesn't dare to think about it anymore, he feels as if his heart is being grabbed by someone, and at the same time he feels a burst of breathlessness!

Turning his horse's head, ignoring the surprised eyes of the soldiers around him, Baron Maurice was anxious to quickly relay his voice through the ranks.

Although the soldiers didn't know exactly what was going on, it was certainly not a good thing to see Baron Morris! The soldiers who could only walk could only raise their thighs in misery, and mechanically followed the horses in silence to eat the dirt......

(In the past two days, I have vacated the dormitory, and then I have a small gathering, I haven't slept at noon, my eyes are dry, and my mind is dizzy.) Go home and upload a chapter quickly......

Thank you book friends for my recommendation of I like to eat cake, forget myself alone, Wei Wuji, Red Fire Tianyan, and Eagle Strike Sky 1596! )