"Boom !!"

"Whew." In the earth-shattering explosion, Lugo woke up with a fever, his eyes reflected in the sky filled with gunsmoke, and the disgusting touch of blood constantly flowing from under him, and if he moved casually, he would touch the cold corpse of unknown people.

How many days?.

I don't know. I didn't have the energy to think about it before

Three times the night falls, and three times the sun rises.

It must have been three days.

From the first day of the attack and defense of Sorrowful Wind City, and even from the first second, the intensity of the battle situation was far beyond imagination.

The attack of the Kingdom Army was so fierce that the heavy crossbows of cannonballs rained down, the crowds of people climbed the city walls, and the winged beast cavalry launched air attacks in the sky were denser than the dark clouds.

On the first day, more than half of the 20,000 rebels were killed and wounded, and the city was littered with corpses and wounded men wailing with their stumps.

The next day, there was a serious shortage of troops that could be put into defense, and all the wounded were forcibly sent to the city, and the seriously wounded could not get out of the line of fire.

Later, not only the seriously disabled and wounded, but also those who cooked and treated, as long as they could pull the trigger, were all thrown into the battlefield and fought until the sun rose on the third day.

In high-intensity battles, not to mention those warriors who don't have extraordinary strength, even a strong person like Lugo is about to collapse.

He was less than forty years old, in the prime of life, and with the power of potions, he should have been in the prime of life, and his strong body could amaze the strongest warriors.

But for three days of sleepless death, he didn't drink a drop of water, didn't eat a mouthful of food, and fought with the enemy for three whole days, and all the nutrients in his body were consumed, and his body began to divide them

Muscle breaking, fat and strong men are simply beaten dehydrated, beaten so that the skin and flesh are atrophied, and it looks like a skeleton from a distance.

At this time, Lugo's cheeks were sunken, his eyes were sunken, and there was only skin and bones left in his body, he was so thirsty that he couldn't stand it, and now he finally had time to breathe and touched the kettle on his waist, but found that the kettle had already been knocked down in the fierce battle, and he didn't even notice it.

In the end, he could only drink the blood on the ground, and the fishy liquid poured into his mouth, and he only felt his stomach tumbling upside down, and the cramping stomach made the whole person arch up, lying on the ground and vomiting.

Because he had not eaten or drunk for three days, his stomach was empty, and he could only vomit some blood and bile, and after vomiting, he began to drink again, and after drinking and vomiting, he did not know how many times, and he did not stop until his throat was not so dry.

Lugo wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and looked from a distance, the walls of Sorrowful Wind City were lost the next day, and there was a meat grinder-like street battle behind it, and the laurel banner outside the city surged, looking a little chaotic, and did not continue to pour towards Sorrowful Wind City, but continued to drive to the west side.

Obviously, the news of Chino's raid on the royal city has reached here, and the kingdom army has begun to return to help.

At the speed of the winged beast cavalry, it would take 24 hours to get from the royal city to the city of the sad winds.

In other words, the military information that the Kingdom Army has received now is from yesterday.

On this day and night, how was the battle in Wangcheng? Did Chino win or Andre win? Or are you still fighting?

The kingdom army doesn't know, and neither does Lugo.

The only thing that was certain was that he had done the last thing he could – get his hands dirty and buy Chino three days in exchange.

…

The next step is to escape from sorrow

Windy City hid and waited for the final news.

Lugo braced himself on his exhausted body and was about to leave the place when a hand reached out from the pile of corpses next to him and grabbed his clothes.

It was a half-torn slave warrior, his eyes fearful, hollow, and tearful, but still full of hope: "The fire is scorching. It's the third day, is the scorching fire coming? ”

Lugo didn't know how to answer, and before he could answer, the warrior lost his breath as much as he could. The only way to do this is to help each other close their eyes without blinding.

After receiving the information that the royal city had been attacked, although the main force had begun to return to the division, it did not mean that they had given up the attack on the city of Sorrowful Wind, they would definitely kill the rebel army here, but it was not as overwhelming as before.

In fact, the total annihilation of the rebel army in Sorrowful Wind City will not have many troops, and the more than 20,000 rebel troops have fought so far, and there may be more than 100 people still alive, and they are scattered all over the city in groups of three or five, carrying out the last dying resistance, for a hope that has not existed from the beginning.

Lugo passed through the city headquarters as he retreated to the secret tunnel, and a small team withdrew from the alley, a total of six warriors, and the leader surprised him to the fact that it was Luta, who had spoken to him at dawn three days earlier.

Luta was disgraced, with many wounds on her body, her voice had long been hoarse from the long cry, she didn't notice Lugo in the shadows, and she hugged her companion and shouted, "Hold the headquarters. It's the third day, and the scorching fire is about to arrive! The Kingdom Army will definitely be wiped out! ”

Lugo looked at Luta's back with a sad look in his eyes.

He walked through the center of the city into a private house, opened the hidden cellar, and the escape tunnel was revealed.

The wind in the tunnels was blowing slowly, with a unique scent of grass, and it led to a forest outside the City of Sorrowful Winds, as long as you fled there and hid, you should be safe.

Chino had already made an appointment with Lugo to let him escape incognito and hide from the world if the operation on the Wangcheng side failed.

If it succeeds, then we will meet at the top of Doguland.

Now, Lugo has completed the task of holding on for three days, and there is no need to hold on any longer, the way to escape is ahead, and one step can leave the hell of Sorrowful Wind City.

Yet there he stood a stone's throw away, his mind full of dead companions and their hopes.

Lugo now had two voices in his heart, one of them telling him: "Let's go, more than 20,000 people have been sold, you are already a dirty demon, what hypocrisy are you pretending?" ”

Another voice told Lugo: "If you just leave, not only will your hands be dirty, but your heart will also be dirty, and you will no longer be who you once were." ”

Lugo tugged at his hair in pain, his eyes closed tightly, and a little tear in his eyes, he cursed fiercely, and then turned and walked out.

Lugo returned to the headquarters the same way, the enemy had not yet reached the point, and Luta and the others were trying to carry furniture as a barricade.

When Luta saw Lugo, she was stunned for a moment, and then she was extremely surprised: "Lord Lugo. You're alive?! ”

Lugo: "Let's go." ”

Luta was puzzled: "Go?" Where to? ”

Lugo was about to say something, but suddenly froze and looked at Luta blankly

Waiting for five people: "Aren't there six of you?" And what about one more person? ”

Luta pointed to the entrance to the separate space at the back, "Oh! I'm afraid that Master Chino will lose track of time and let a brother go in to remind him that it's already past 8 o'clock! ”

Lugo closed his eyes with a complicated expression, and did not say anything for a long time.

After a while, the warrior walked out of the independent space, his dilated pupils were unfocused, and he fell to his knees as if his spine had been removed, and his voice couldn't stop trembling: "Inside. It's empty inside."

(There is something at home the day after tomorrow, and the two-in-one chapter will be updated in advance tomorrow)