An important member of the power of the two princes of the witch Paris, she has the ability to take charge of her own and has a high prestige, and with her skill and status, she can easily reunite the power of the two princes who are now leaderless in the imperial capital and help the empire survive the crisis.

Moreover, at this turbulent time, the strength of the two princes and the first line of the imperial capital really needs a clever military advisor to guide them in the future and preserve their strength.

"Okay, then it's decided, time is short, long story short, I, Chambord City, can send a Chambord City master to help His Highness succeed. ”

Sun Fei strongly supported it.

His Majesty also hopes that the second prince Dominguez can organize a decisive force on the outskirts of St. Petersburg as soon as possible, even if it cannot achieve the effect of turning the tide of the war, but at least there is a protective layer and buffer zone in front of Chambord City, so as to prevent Chambord City from being drawn into the war too quickly and get enough time to prepare.

Therefore, whether it is public or private, Chambord City should vigorously help the second prince's plan.

With a master like Sun Fei, the golden force field spread, and the Lyon army under the hill could not rush within a hundred meters of everyone, Sun Fei seized the time to help Domingos, Granero and other soldiers heal their injuries, and one person took the lead, unstoppable, and led everyone to break through.

With a fist of his hand, it was a blood channel, and the Leon soldiers who rushed up turned into powder in an instant.

"Shenwu, Shenwu, Shenwu!!!" The surviving Zenit soldiers roared frantically.

The Lyon army was frightened by Sun Fei's invincible means, and the tide retreated, and more than a dozen masters with good strength flashed with fighting spirit and magic flames, and they jumped out to stop Sun Fei, but Sun Fei slowly pointed out with a finger, and all of them exploded in the air, and they didn't even have time to escape, and they were killed and injured in an instant.

Frightened, the army of Lyon repeatedly sounded the trumpet, and the army pushed away like a tide, widening the distance, and did not dare to pursue too much, 'escorting' the group disappeared into the distance, and then took the initiative to retreat.

After placing Domingos and the others in a safe place, Sun Fei took the witch Paris and turned around and headed towards the imperial capital.

Everyone said that the brilliance of King Chambord was too dazzling, and he was self-respecting, and sooner or later it would be a tumor in the imperial capital, who knew that when the empire was in danger, the first to stand up was King Chambord...... Maybe it would be the luck of the empire to have such an arrogant king!"

Seeing Sun Fei take Paris and turn into a golden streamer and disappear into the distance in a flash, Domingos was thoughtful.

[Redbeard] Granero, who had been silent, was obviously thinking about another thing, endured it several times, and said: "Why did Your Highness let Lord Paris go to the imperial capital, Paris ...... just now" The moment when the demon smelting witch faced Sun Fei's gaffe, looking at everyone's eyes, Granero and Domingos were such discerning people, and naturally understood what the little daughter-like gaffe at that moment meant.

"Paris has been following me for many years, she is a woman after all," Domingos heard the meaning of Granero's words, and smiled slightly: "Many people think that Paris is my woman, but it is not, over the years, she has finally met a little man who has a heart, hehe, why should I keep her by my side? ”

Granero was stunned.

"You are the same, you have been with me for so many years, you have helped me block at least twenty assassinations, more than ten scars on my body, and I almost lost my life a few times, and when the empire survives the storm this time, it is time to rest and rest, at least marry a wife and have children, so that my bloodline can continue!" Domingos said with a smile.

Granero followed the second prince, although he was in a high position, but the factional strife was also extremely dangerous, and he never married a wife.

The two looked at the red sun on the horizon and fell silent.

......

Sun Fei and Paris stood on the [Throne of Troubled Times], hidden in the void, avoiding the search of the coalition masters along the way, and it didn't take much time to quickly approach the vicinity of the imperial capital, looking at the scene of several imperial coalition forces around the imperial capital besieging like a flood, even the scheming witch Paris couldn't help but change color at this moment.

It's a terrible war.

St. Petersburg held up an incredibly large orange magic shield, protecting the entire magnificent giant city in it, and one after another magical energy flew up from the positions of the allied forces on all sides, with a terrifying arc of light, and bombarded the light curtain fiercely, like a rainstorm hitting the beach, striking out yellow ripples, and the shield trembled violently, as if it was about to shatter at any time.

The profession of magician, in the face of the masters of Dou Qi above the moon level, does not have much advantage in one-on-one battles, but on the battlefield, the horror of magic far surpasses that of Dou Qi.

Even if it is a low-level magician, once there are a large number of them, the role they play on the battlefield and the destructive power they cause are definitely difficult for ordinary fighting masters to match, if it were not for the protection of the orange magic shield, I am afraid that the magnificent giant city of St. Petersburg would have been razed to the ground by the magic attack of the coalition army.

It's just that the magic shield, while it can defend against magical energy, can't stop physical attacks.

At this time, the moat of St. Petersburg had been filled with corpses and blood and mud, and countless soldiers dressed in yellow, black and other colors stepped on the corpses of their comrades, pushed siege equipment, crossed the protective shield that could only protect against magical attacks, entered it, and launched an attack on the defenders on the city walls.

There are also dense star fighting masters, flashing on the ground like jumping pills, coming to the city wall of St. Petersburg, climbing the hundred-meter-high wall with their bare hands, nimble like monkeys, avoiding the arrows and stones shot down from the city, rushing to the head of the city, and launching a merciless killing.

The Zenit masters also launched a counterattack, and the two sides engaged in a desperate fight between the two sides on and under the walls of the city walls.

Everywhere there was billowing smoke, and cold corpses.

If it weren't for the towering walls of St. Peter, the corpses piled up under the walls would have allowed the attackers to climb onto the top of the city.

In the battlefield, there are also many moon-level powerhouses, shuttling between them, between their gestures, causing huge damage and lethality, although they can't change the outcome of the war, but they are like sharp knives, causing huge losses to each other.

In terms of the number of moon-level powerhouses, the Zenit Empire was obviously at a disadvantage.

More often, the Zenit army can only rely on the towering terrain of the city wall and the huge magic crossbow arrows, magic cannons and other strategic weapons to attack and kill the moon-level powerhouses of the coalition army, the effect is not very large, but it can also ensure that the city defense is not broken through by the opponent's strong to the greatest extent.

It's a terrible picture of the end of hell.

The sky had long been obscured by billowing smoke, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, the earth was full of rivers of blood, the bones were like mountains, the soldiers were fighting like ants, hundreds of people were dying every second, and the colorful fighting spirit and magical light flickered, making it all seem like a terrible nightmare.

This is the first time Sun Fei has seen such a large-scale battlefield of cold weapon warfare.

Life here is as cheap as grass mustard, even the star warriors who are high up on weekdays are just ants who are bound to be stronger, they can't control their own destiny, and there are fighting masters who will die like candles in the wind at any time.

Between heaven and earth, death is shrouded, and there is only an endless battle.

The only good thing is that although the four walls of St. Petersburg are still firmly in the hands of the Zenits, although they have been attacked for a long time and night, and have not fallen as fragile as expected.

In the face of the war, the Zenit royal family's painstaking management for more than 20 years finally played a vital role at this time, and under the continuous strong siege of the coalition forces, it was unbelievable to hold on for more than 60 hours.

This is probably something that Dortmund and Lyonnais definitely did not expect.

The coalition underestimated its opponents and paid a heavy price.

Sun Fei and Paris looked down from the sky, and after only a cursory glance, they already knew that in the siege battle of the past day and night, the imperial coalition led by Dortmund and Lyonnais had lost at least 100,000 corpses under the walls of St. Petersburg.

"What should I do, do you sneak into the city first, or take this opportunity to kill first?"

Sun Fei smiled and asked with a fist.

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The third more.

Thanks: Ch

ISjiu, mountain tobacco leaves, and no casting and no sword were three big consecutive supports.