A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Deep in the silent valley, the ground of the altar was a mess. There were incomplete corpses everywhere, lying on the ground in a row, and the black and cyan stone slabs originally erected around the altar were also smashed. The gravel was spread on the ground and mixed with countless corpses.

The dried blood stains had turned into an unsightly black and red color, sticking to the bluestone.

It seems that this altar has been completely destroyed and useless. But no one could see that the faint wisps of lingering darkness on the altar were seeping into the earth little by little.

This altar used to worship the blood of the young children to the gods condensed the resentment of those children before death, and this time, the blood and flesh of the countless cultists and the unwillingness and resentment before death. In the absence of awareness, the resentful breath penetrated into the land.

Of course, after ten days of sunshine, the infiltrated earth can purify itself, allowing these dark breaths to dissipate completely.

However, although these yin qi will eventually dissipate, in the past ten days, it will still have some impact, especially on the soul-the animals in this forest will have a temper tantrums recently, carnivorous animals Will be more bloodthirsty. Moreover, not only animals, but humans living in towns close to this valley will also be affected. Many of the negative emotions that they usually hide deep in their hearts will be much higher than usual. If there is an incentive, it will be easy and thorough Burst out.

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When he hurriedly walked out of the house with a few knights, Xie Muer saw another knight squatting in front of a dense bush in the courtyard.

The knight lowered his head and was tying a small copper tube to a dark mouse, and then gestured at it.

The little black mouse stood upright, holding two small paws and squeaking two times towards its owner, and then swiftly smoked into the bushes. Dark night is its best cover, and its dark fur quickly disappears into the vegetation.

The knight got up and reported to Xie Muer standing in front of him.

"Master Xiemuer, I have sent a message to King Camos."

Xie Muer nodded, then looked up at the sky.

The moon hangs high in the sky, it is already late at night, even if King Camos has handled the affairs of the city of Venal right now, after receiving the summons, quickly rushed over, I am afraid that it will take him at sunrise.

So, before that...

The sound of a horseshoe rang outside, from far to near, and then a horse screamed outside the courtyard gate.

The young knight turned and dismounted, and ran in quickly.

"Master Xie Muer!"

He was the last knight to stay here. King Camos remained in the town of Ayr to protect Galland. There were only five knights.

"Are you clear? Why is there a riot at this time?"

Xie Muer asked directly without talking nonsense.

"Yes." The knight said, "The emotions of those refugees have been very unstable since a few days ago, because the food for the refugees here was delivered from the city of Vinar, but this has been for more than a week. The amount of food and grass that we receive every day is decreasing. The refugees have long been dissatisfied. It was the ruling officers of Ayr Town who tried their best to calm down and even mobilized the grain reserves of the town. However, the grain and grass reserves of Ayr Town It’s about to run out, so the emotions of the refugees have become more excited these days.”

"And..." Under the watch of Xie Muer, the cavalier paused before continuing. "And the refugees accidentally caught a fetish female believer who wanted to abduct the child in the evening. Under the torture of the children, the female believer couldn't stand it, and told most of the truth. Among them, there was the collusion between the dignitaries of Vinal City and the Animism to arrest the children, so..."

The knight did not continue to speak, but he did not need to continue, Xiemuer also understood.

All the refugees were refugees from the city of Venal. Many of them lost their children in this disaster. Originally, they could only blame their lives. First, the floods and then encountered thieves, but now Upon hearing it, it turned out that it was not my own life that was forced to such a point by those **** Venal dignitaries... coupled with the panic that was brewing these days.

At this time, as long as there is a courageous person who ascends, those refugees may do everything to survive, to get food and to take back their children.

So, naturally, the riot happened.

This is not an occasion, it is something that will happen sooner or later under the persecution of those who are selfish and reckless.

Xie Muer gritted his teeth and thought.

Those **** greedy codling bugs-

"Can I find a way out of the town?"

Xie Muer asked calmly.

His current duty is to protect the prince, not to suppress the mob, so now the highest priority is how to take the prince to highlight the encirclement.

"I'm afraid it won't work, Master Xiemuer, I have just made a turn. Some of the roads out of the town were blocked by mob wood or the like, and some were burned."

"........."

Xie Muer looked up to the night sky, and in the sight, the fire in the distance of the town was flashing, and there was an agitated breath in the wind. It must be somber.

"...An ominous breath..."

The priest of Shamash murmured something when he felt something, watching the countless fire in the night move towards here, it was the mob with the torch flowing.

Then he turned his head, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and glanced at the five knights in front of him.

"Protect the prince, this is the only thing we should do."

He said, "Stay here and don't let anyone step in here."

The knights leaned over and knelt on one knee, their clenched fists pressed against the heart.

"Yes!"

That was the act of taking an oath to the sun **** Shamash they believed in.

They are the knights of King Camos, and they must guard the prince of Aaron Landis.

As long as their hearts are still beating, they will never let anyone step into this house!

In the night, Xie Muer nodded blankly.

He raised his hand and extended the scepter in his hand to the five knights in front of him. In the dark night, the green-leaved gem on the scepter became greener.

The priest of Samash spoke, and his voice was deep and distant like a chant at this moment.

He said: "The radiance of Samash will always shine on your waiting soul."

After finishing speaking, Xie Muer once again glanced outside, then turned and walked quickly into the house.

When he walked into the door, the door slowly closed behind him, shutting out the messy footsteps coming to the house.

The torches swayed in the dark, and the mob holding the torches had flooded to the street to surround all the luxury houses here.

The other mansions are all masterpieces of fire, and the owners of the mansions let all their guards and strong slaves stay outside and wait in line. Only in this place, quietly and darkly, only a little light appeared in the tightly closed room.

When Xie Muer entered the house, he saw the little prince sitting on the bed looking at him.

"Is it dangerous?"

auzw.com The little prince asked him this, the white bandage on his neck was a bit glaring under the fire.

He was silent for a while and then said: "Don't worry."

He said: "The knight under King Camos is the most elite and powerful knight."

Soon, the sound of soldier blade impact was heard outside, followed by the screams of people.

But fortunately, those voices were always outside, unable to break through.

The powerful knights were loyal to the outside, using their bodies as flesh and blood walls to wipe out all the thugs who tried to rush in under their swords.

Listening to the fighting outside, Garland couldn't help but nervously grasp the bed sheet.

He turned his eyes to the side, and the priest of Samash stood steadily by the bed with his back to him, holding a scepter like a stone statue of a guardian deity.

That tall and steady back gave him an inexplicable sense of relief...

Do not.

Gallan shook his head violently.

Don't forget.

This man betrayed him.

Can't forget this matter-

"Your Highness! Lord Xermuer! Be careful--"

There was a heartbreaking roar from a knight outside the house.

Suddenly, there was a thumping bang, one after another, as if something sharp was nailed heavily outside the house.

Xie Muer immediately reacted, it was an arrow!

Those mobs actually have bows and arrows? !

It seems that they have captured the ruling house in Ayr Town and opened the arsenal.

He gritted his teeth.

If it is just ordinary mob, with the five elite knights, with the narrow terrain, as long as the knights are stuck in the key places, it may be possible to stick to the return of King Camos.

However, the mob now has bows and arrows... dozens of bows and rounds of volley, and the guard knights who are as strong as King Camos can't carry them.

Just as Xermuer's brain was turning rapidly, there was a sudden swish and another round of arrow rain came, and several of them shot through the most vulnerable part of the house into the room.

Xie Muer waved his hand violently, and the hard scepter blocked the arrows.

However, at the moment he was blocking the arrows, there were two swishes.

Garlan, sitting on the bed, suddenly had a strong sense of crisis.

He raised his head violently, breathing suddenly.

I saw a sharp arrow breaking through the thin wooden window, and struck him like a lightning.

The sharp arrow flashed the cold luster of the metal in the flame of the oil lamp, reflected in the child's enlarged pupil, from far and near--

The next second, Nasen's cold arrow will be nailed into the child's soft forehead-

A tall figure suddenly appeared in Gallan's sight, blocking the dreadful arrow in his eyes.

He was hugged by a pair of powerful arms and fell into a chest that seemed strange but somewhat familiar.

There was a very slight rattle of the arrow immersed in the flesh, Gallan felt the body holding him trembling, and a painful groan rang in his ear.

...Sherman?

He opened his eyes wide, and the tip of the arrow that pierced his priest's rib was in front of him.

The sharp tip was only a few centimeters away from his pupil.

Garland opened his mouth and tried to call Xie Muer's name, but before he made a sound, Xie Muer pulled it from the bed.

Xie Muer panted, pulled the carpet under the bed, and pulled a small wooden door from the floor.

Then he reached out and pressed Galran into the dark hole under the floor.

"Hide."

Xie Muer kneeled to the ground on one knee, grasping the scepter in one hand and the open dark door bar in the other, and said quietly to Gallan.

Gallan, who was tucked into the dark hole, looked up at him with big golden eyes on his pale face.

Xie Muer looked at the bright golden eyes, really like the sun's rays.

...Maybe it will be the last sun he can see.

The priest of Samash looked at the little prince who was always angry with him. The arrow pierced his shoulders. The blood that had oozed down his arms and stained the scepter in his hand.

He said, "Wait here, King Camos will come to you."

At this moment, the man's deep voice was unprecedentedly soft. He seemed to be trying his best to coax this child who was about to be locked in the dark ground.

He said, "His Royal Highness, you will be safe."

boom! The secret door bar was heavily pressed by Xie Muer and closed.

Then the tiny gap was also covered by the blanket.

Gallan's eyes were dark, and the whole person fell into darkness.

In the darkness, he heard the man's footsteps pounding **** the floor, coming from above him.

Then, gradually away from him.

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