246 Night, Siege

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Because of his own experience, Zorga did not believe in God. Although he is a red dragonborn, he does not believe in either the platinum dragon Bahamut or the five-colored dragon Tiamat.

This is an untrustworthy person.

If there is anything Zorga believes, it is endless chaos. Therefore, he would choose to cooperate with the Three Holy Baptists to lead the demon army to invade the main material realm and hunt down humans.

Still, he failed.

In the final battle of the Ancient Path, when the human defense line was in danger and the demon was about to win the final victory, an army of ghosts descended from the sky and raided the demon's rear......

The rapid transformation of the battlefield caught Zorga, who was immersed in killing at the time, off guard. When he came back to his senses and was about to retreat, the entire Blue Blade Mercenary Regiment had already reimbursed half of its people. Even the regimental commander, Elsas, died in the chaos.

When breaking through, the Blue Blade mercenary group lost half of its men. The continuous and arduous escape in the Cold Fog Mountains once again took half of the people with them.

By the time Zorga entered Blue Water City, accepted the employment of Earl Thompson, and settled down, the size of the entire mercenary group was only one-tenth of that when he first entered the Cold Mist Mountains.

Zorga was desperate for revenge. As a Red Dragon Dragonborn with a cold and cruel nature, he didn't care about those dead mercenary group comrades, nor did he care about the leader of the group Elsas who was good to him. He wants revenge on Gordon, just to satisfy the anger and murder in his heart.

Today, on this cold winter night, Zorga finally waited for the moment of revenge.

He trembled slightly with excitement, the two bony bulges on his back were itching unbearably, and the wings in it seemed to be unable to stretch out and show the city its majestic side.

Asalan watched from behind him as Zorga looked eager to try. The heart is slightly settled. Although this red man has a very suspicious origin and a disdainful personality, his strength is beyond doubt. Not to mention its combat effectiveness as a dragonborn itself, even the dozen or so warriors of the Blue Blade Mercenary Regiment under his command are among the outlaws that Earl Thompson has collected with money. It also has first-class combat effectiveness.

Plus Malik lurking in the shadows. Baratheon, and the mysterious Shadow Hand he leads, Asalan believes that tonight's battle will be a sure thing.

"The captain of the city guard in charge of this neighborhood has been settled, and the place to be hit. The Earl of Thompson also got it. For an hour, no one would interfere with the operation. Gordon. Freeman, you're dead......" Asalan gritted his teeth.

This mage, who is always able to control his feelings very well, rarely hates a person so much. Gordon took his Hundred Day Saffron petals and destroyed the Golem he was proud of, still under the watchful eyes of most of the people of Blue Water City. Defeated him. Such humiliation, such setbacks, can only be healed by blood and death.

Asalan took a deep breath, looked at the white mist he exhaled, sorted out the various magic items in his pocket, and said, "It's time." Offensive! ”

Two strings of dark shadows sneaked out of the mansion, one left and one right, approaching the Freeman Mansion quickly.

These two teams are led by "Rusty Axe Barosh" and "Quick Knife Mali". As you can tell from the name, these two are not worthy of the stage, and even the nicknames have been so shabby. However, the strength of these two people is very good, they are ninth-level warriors themselves, and the average level of their subordinates is also above the fifth level. And they are cruel enough to their enemies and to themselves.

Such a mercenary is simply perfect cannon fodder.

The outlaws who came out first. Soon the entire Freeman Mansion was surrounded. After waiting for a moment to probe the defenses in the mansion, the mercenaries in black cloaks neatly climbed over the wall one by one.

At this time, the first floor of Freeman's house. Only the kitchen has lights. On the second floor, only the two rooms in the northwest corner have bright light. The whole mansion was quiet, except for the occasional laughter of the maids.

After dinner, the servants wash the dishes in the kitchen and prepare supper for the master. And Gordon, who is a mage, is in his study relying on reading to make his leisure time after dinner. Xie Ona, who was still in the recovery stage, stayed in her bedroom......

"It's a perfect picture of the life of the Feretton aristocracy...... If I hadn't known in advance that Gordon was ready, I'm afraid I would have been deceived. Asalan smiled, as if proud to see through the enemy's disguise.

At this time, among the attackers who were the first to climb over the wall and enter the courtyard, there were suddenly muffled screams.

In order to observe the battle situation, Asalan specially blessed himself with several night vision spells. He could clearly see a rain of arrows coming out of the dark windows on the first floor of Freeman's mansion.

The casualties of the mercenaries made the mage excited. He clenched his staff and muttered to himself, "It's finally begun." ”

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Gordon stood in the empty study in a new mage robe and a salamander cloak over his shoulders. The intruder soldiers surrounded the house in two ways, and then climbed over the wall to enter the process, and he knew it clearly.

When he returned from the Cold Misty Mountains and was determined to fight Earl Thompson to the death, he began to slowly transform the mansion, the only legacy left by his parents, with his sister, into a fortress that would destroy all invaders.

Several scouting circles were placed around the house, allowing Gordon to fully grasp the enemy's movements. The twenty elite crossbowmen provided to him by the city lord Count Julian were arranged in advance in the direction of the attack of those mercenaries. So as soon as the enemy stepped into Freeman's mansion, they were met head-on.

The keen senses brought by the Inheritor of Blood made Gordon clearly hear the miserable cries of the arrow-hitter.

"It's finally begun......" Gordon muttered to himself.

Gordon had been preparing for this decisive battle with Earl Thompson for a long time. He was confident of winning, so he only let Sheona show up today to stimulate Earl Thompson to make an early move.

Although he had already calculated the strength comparison between the two sides and was very confident of winning, Gordon still had a little apprehension in his heart. The reason, of course, is today's noble assembly.

Joshua. Fayde and Earl Thompson were able to resist the effects of the Light's ruling. Gordon didn't believe that the willpower of these two men was enough to block the detection of divine magic. The only possibility left is that someone has provided them with magical items that are sufficient to deal with the Light Judgment.

The most brilliant mage under Earl Thompson was Asalan. Delmavic. However, this six-ring mage obviously does not have the ability to make magic items that can resist the ruling of the Holy Light.

That is, Count Thompson had another helper.

The enemy has an unscrupulous back-up behind the scenes, which of course makes Gordon uneasy. He is not the legendary supreme god of punching and kicking, and the strong man who can destroy the miè world with a single breath. Dragon.

Fortunately, the family is now safely in Rainbow Springs Manor, and Gordon will not have any worries.

Although Shellaa insisted on participating in tonight's fight, Gordon assumed the authority of a man for the first time, vetoing his lover's request. Through the portal, it was uncomfortable to watch the aggrieved face of the half-elf girl on the opposite side disappear in front of him.

"After tonight's battle, I should make up for that girl......"

Uhh

Another scream broke the silence of the night. But Gordon was unmoved. He clutched the freshly baked staff in his left hand. The cold touch of the staff, full of metallic texture, calmed his mood.

After a lot of work, Gordon bought the staff of Nether, the Ragundy. The work of the master of Lorraine has been transformed and reborn by this time.

With a new weapon in hand, Gordon is more confident.

The elite crossbowmen sent by the city lord Count Julian are very strong in combat. They are not the kind of city guards who are good for nothing but drunkenness, fighting, and blackmailing civilians in the usual sense. These were elite troops composed of carefully selected veterans from the defense line of the Great Wall of Anduin in the north. In peacetime, it is usually used as a castle lord guard to protect important people and places, or as a training unit, responsible for training new soldiers.

Under the degrading rain of arrows of the crossbowmen, the attackers suffered heavy casualties. But the blood and screams also provoked the ferocity of these outlaws. They howled wildly, charging from the courtyard to the mansion regardless of casualties.

At a distance of about ten meters, the attackers paid a heavy price. The corpses were paved with delicate cobblestone pavement, and the flowers and plants that Shelleya and the maid sisters had taken care of were now stained red with hot blood.

However, after the light-armored soldiers among the mercenaries who could not effectively resist the attack of arrows died, the heavily armed mercenaries in iron armor with shields in hand braved the rain of arrows and finally rushed into the hall.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the crossbowman captain immediately ordered his subordinates to leave the window, gather together, and draw their talisman daggers. Although they are only crossbowmen, as border warriors who have been experienced in a hundred battles, they are also skilled in swordsmanship.

In the darkness, Barosh held his iconic giant axe aloft and led his men to surround twenty crossbowmen. Baros is known as the "Rusty Axe" precisely because of the rusty double-sided axe in his hand.

Although this axe looks like it has been corroded by salt water for thousands of years, and it will turn into crumbs when you pinch it, its lethality is terrifying.

The rust on the axe is actually a special curse. Gives it a special corrosive effect when slashing metal targets. In Barosh's eyes, an enemy in heavy armor is no different from running naked.

Barosh looked at the enemies in front of him who were wearing Ferreton elite steel armor and licked his mouth: "Lao Tzu has never cut you lackeys of the Anduin royal family, today, I can finally give it a try!" ”

With a wave of the giant axe Barosh, the mercenaries, who were absolutely superior in numbers, immediately swarmed forward.

Seeing this, the captain of the divine crossbowman shouted: "Second formation, disperse!" ”

The well-trained fighters immediately divided into two teams of ten and made way for a path to the basement.

Immediately after, a huge figure that was still bright red in the dark night rushed out......