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In the small castle of Mori City, the city lord Bertel is celebrating.
The Gray Eye Organization has been destroyed, and the immortal female monster has not been seen for more than ten days. She was probably afraid of being killed and ran away.
The two serious worries were all gone at once, and now Bertel felt that life had never been so relaxed and happy.
A group of subordinates came over to toast him obsequiously, and some minor nobles in the city also came over at the right time to express their closeness.
Wade, who had the best relationship with him, held a wine glass and said regretfully from the side: "It's such a pity that you let go of that woman named Ellie. She is immortal and very beautiful. There can be many It¡¯s a way to play. If you don¡¯t want it, you should give it to me.¡±
"You can't control her." Bertel recalled the special feeling that Ally had brought to him during this period, and then smiled contemptuously: "Although that woman is stupid and stupid, and not good at frontal combat, But she has a sense of arrogance. She is completely different from the women you have met before. If she is willing to be a little weaker, I wouldn't mind letting her become the real wife of the city lord."
Wade was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "You've said this to so many women, I'm tired of hearing it."
"Really, that woman is different. She doesn't seem to be very interested in things like wealth. What she likes more is just a style of life." Bertel said with regret: "And her performance in enjoying good times Different from ordinary women, she is charming but not vulgar, proactive but does not give off the feeling of being a slut. This is the first time I have met such a woman, but her personality is too arrogant and difficult to control. "
After Wade listened, he said, "When you say that, I'm more interested."
"There should be more than one Golden Son woman. We will look for them in other cities in the future and trick one or two into them. I hope that all the Golden Son women will be as stupid as Ellie."
Thinking of some indescribable scenes, the two laughed at the same time.
Just when the two of them finished laughing and were about to chat with others, they heard a strange muffled sound coming from the east. Even the bustling banquet hall could not completely cover up the sound.
This time, the banquet became very quiet, with only the sound of musical instruments playing.
Then there was another muffled sound, and now many people could hear it clearly. It was the sound of a heavy object being dropped from a high altitude and hitting something.
Most of the guests looked a little confused and didn't know what was going on, but a few people's expressions became very strange. They had heard such or similar sounds.
A bad feeling surrounds them.
? This also includes Bertel.
He raised his hand, and all the musicians stopped.
Then a third muffled sound came from a distance, this time it was heard very clearly.
"Giant stone throwing!"
Bertel¡¯s expression darkened uncontrollably. Who dared to use siege equipment to attack his own city at this time?
When he was about to go out, a soldier ran in in a panic and said with a horrified look: "The city lord is in trouble. The gray-eyed people are back again. This time they have brought several trebuchets and are attacking our city." Door."
"This is impossible!" Bertel roared: "Grey Eyes has been wiped out by us."
The soldier mumbled, "But that's what they shouted outside the city."
"How many people are there?" Bertel asked angrily.
"At least fifty people." The soldier replied quietly.
When Bertel heard this, he kicked the soldiers to the ground and roared angrily: "Fifty people? There are at least 500 of your city guards. These are not considered reserves. How dare you go out?"
"We have tried it. We sent two hundred people out before, but the result" The soldier lowered his head: "It was like an adult picking up a child. The battle was over in less than ten minutes. More than a hundred people on our side died, and the remaining Those who went down were also taken as prisoners. But those fifty people did nothing at all, they are all professionals."
"This is impossible!" Bertel slammed the cup in his hand to the ground, and the clanging sound was extremely harsh in the quiet banquet hall: "Even if it is from the royal city, it would be impossible to gather fifty powerful professionals. It's a bit difficult. We are in a remote area here. Let alone fifty professionals, it's already quite impressive to be able to gather twenty. The Gray-Eyed Rebels have long been severely weakened. They can't even gather fifty people, let alone fifty. A professional."
The soldier lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Wade next to him walked up to Bertel and said: ?Said: "Move our trebuchet to the city wall."
"That will take time, City Lord."
Trebuchets are generally quite huge and take time to disassemble and assemble.
"Damnthose black robes must all be sons of gold." Bertel is also a professional, a sharp swordsman, and his eyesight is much better than ordinary people.
"Their trebuchets are very poor. If they are used a few more times, they will all be scrapped." Bettel punched the wall and shouted: "As long as their trebuchets are all damaged, it is time for us to fight back. "
Bertel let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that he still had a good chance of winning, so he calmed down.
The attack on the enemy just now had a great impact on him. For the nobles, the lethality of this kind of language is sometimes far more terrifying than the sword.
Because it will directly harm the honor of a family.
He took deep breaths again and again, and was about to calm down completely, but at this moment someone suddenly shouted: "Oh my God, there is the castle, Lord, the castle is on fire, it's on fire!"
Bertel turned around and saw that the castle in the distance was shrouded in black smoke, and the 'Fire Dragon' could be vaguely seen appearing and disappearing in the black smoke.
Half a second later, a ¡®string¡¯ called reason in Betel¡¯s head collapsed with a sound,