As soon as Veretta kicked the spur, the mare carried her towards a rider, and she swung her sword to slash the rider's neck with precision, and the rider fell to the ground without a snort. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info23us.update fastest She didn't have a moment to breathe, another rider came with a sword, she parried with her sword, and the sword made a piercing metal crashing sound. She adjusted the position of the horse, and the rider swung continuously, and she parried, unsheathing the rider's sword, and stabbing him in the abdomen with a blow, and the rider fell backwards to the ground.

The cries of the handmaidens rang out all around, and they curled up in a ball, the squires gathered the handmaidens together, and the riders of the Earl of Arryn surrounded the unarmed men. They are twelve against twenty-five, and if they break through, it is not impossible, but these attendants and maids will be slaughtered.

Bolton held his sword in front of him, and the rider swung it three times, but he blocked it.

"Just defend, Burton!" shouted Veretta, looking for her next foe. She saw Neumann standing on the ground, plunging his sword into the stomach of Count Erryn's rider. With a loud shout, she drove forward, stepping on an enemy who had fallen to the ground.

Neumann saw Veretta rushing towards him, flashed sideways, and pulled her off her horse.

Veretta screamed, she lay on her back, took a deep breath, and a pain came from her back crest. She turned over and grabbed the long sword in front of her, Neumann sneered, kicked hard, she suddenly felt cramps in her abdomen, she screamed, held the ground with her left hand, blocked Neumann's swing with her right hand, she adjusted her position to open the distance.

"Woman, huh, looks pretty good. Neumann chuckled, swinging his sword in an arc with both hands, and Veretta took a step back from her belly to avoid the blow.

Neumann's sword slashed multiple white lights in the air, and Veretta held the sword in both hands, constantly parrying, her sword against Neumann's sword, and the two competed with each other's strength, both trying to press down the other's sword.

"Big and strong, girl, is there anyone you look like a man?" Neumann scoffed, baring his jagged teeth.

Veretta took a step back, her sword moving away from Neumann's, causing Neumann to lose his center of gravity and rush forward. Seeing Neumann's flaw, she leaped high and slashed her sword into Neumann's helmet, the fine knight of the Imperial Guard helmet splitting and blood gushing down Neumann's face.

She swung another sword, which Neumann blocked, his vision clouded with blood, and Veretta pulled out a foot, tripping him and stabbing his armor with her sword. She gasped and turned to see Bolton finally slash his sword into the enemy's shoulder. Burton didn't do a bad job.

She saw the golden robes on the inner wall, and they closed the east gate, and stood on the wall and watched the battle below. The capital garrison was also an accomplice. She saw the windows facing the street, and behind them were a pair of eyes, and those eyes revealed fear. No one was willing to help.

She saw Andres' swordsmanship, and he slashed down several riders and approached Count Arryn. Count Arryn raised his sword and received Andrés's blow, the force of which was so great that the old count almost fell off his horse.

Veretta strode forward, and a rider from Castle Thunder sped towards her. She shouted, and with all her might, grabbed the fellow's robe, and the great inertia caused the horse to fall to the ground, and the rider fell to the ground with Veretta, the weight of the horse pressing down on his thighs and his feet stuck in the pedals. Veretta slashed his neck with a sword.

"Hurry up!" shouted Count Arryn. He catches another round of attacks from Andrés. Veretta could see that Andrés was young and strong, and he didn't use all his strength to deal with the old count. He wanted to keep his mouth alive.

She saw the Count's riders fall one by one, the circle that had protected the maidens and attendants appeared, and the weeping maids, the squires who picked up their swords but were at a loss for what to do, greeted another round of slaughter.

She shouted and rushed towards Andrés, but the Count pulled his horse and blocked her with his horse's body. The Count swung a sword, and Andrés deflected the tip of the Count's sword with one hand. Behind Andrés walked several warriors on foot, dressed in leather armor and with swords in their hands glowing coldly.

"Hurry up!" the Count said softly with the sword in his right hand and the reins in his left, "Rush out of the city and go to the Duke of Karen." ”

"No, you should run away. Veretta said, "I'll cover you!"

"No one can leave if it's too late. The Count smiled, "My leg is injured, and they are so tossed and trying to keep me alive, I won't die for a while." "The Count was stabbed in the leg at some point.

"But ......"

"Bolton, get Veretta away!" shouted the Count, "this is an order!"

"Sir, get on your horse!" Bolton kicked his spur as he stopped his horse in front of Veretta, "Those squires are helping us stop the enemy with their lives, you don't want them to die in vain, do you?"

Veretta shook her head: "I am the Rose Knight until the blood stains the red roses and dies on the battlefield." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the Count's shoulder struck her on the back of the head, and she was dizzy.

"It's not time for the rose to wither. Get her away, Burton. She heard the Count's final order, and she felt herself being carried on her horse by Bolton, and the dead fat man had great strength. She lay on her horse's back, and Bolton turned on his horse, and with a pull of the reins, the horse departed in the direction of the earl's back.

She saw one of the Count's riders holding the hand of the opposing warrior, who was tugging at his belt, swinging his sword with great force, but the spear piercing him from behind. He saw one of the earl's squires with weak feet and his long sword knocked to the ground, and the squire fell to his knees, and Schmidt's sword cut the squire's throat without mercy.

She saw the Count rush towards the encirclement, his horse as brave as he was, trampling down an enemy, and the Count's sword slashing into the shoulder of a warrior. However, the warriors on foot stabbed and slashed at the earl's horse until the horse fell to its knees. The Count fell.

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"She's in the old language. I spent a long time learning the old language from her, but I couldn't learn it well. "Thorne came back at some point, bringing a dead rabbit," but unlike her, she made rapid progress in learning the lingua franca, but sometimes she disdained the lingua franca. ”

"Oh my God, my parents asked me to send me to the school city to be a bachelor, and I took my sword and coiled and went to the long bridge to learn from a swordsman. Cassius wanted to shrug his shoulders, but the pain in his body made him give up on the move, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, "This is called the book to be used when you hate it." ”

"She herself is a prophet who has visited your dreams. Thorne translated, skinning the rabbit and the smell of blood came out.

"Skrid!" Nora snapped, glaring at Thorne.

"Okay, okay, I'm far away, you hate me for killing animals. But if we don't eat, we'll all starve to death. Thorne said as he left, "You try to speak as much as you can, this brother hasn't read well." ”

Kasiu smiled, he turned his head, and asked, "You visited my dream, and how?"

"The sons of the forest are not all warriors, but scholars, warriors, and craftsmen...... "Nora changed the lingua franca to say, "They lived happily before the conquest of the earth." ”

"You're a prophet?" Cassius looked at Nora, her green eyes blinking.

"Yes, every Prophet of the Children of the Forest has a unique gift, and I wanted to kill Thorne when he fell into the cave. I touched his head and found me in his dream. "Nora's Head," he had nightmares about the forest giants tying up his companions, knocking out the bones and marrows, and cutting out the brains. Nora whispered, as if afraid Thorne would hear, "I smell danger in my dreams, and the forest giant has woken up again. ”

Kasiu was puzzled, he carefully recalled the previous nightmare, and asked: "I didn't personally experience the scenes that happened in the first two dreams, for no reason, every time I wanted to shout, I was pulled back. You did it?"

"There are many kinds of dreams, some from oneself, some from hearing and seeing, some from the revelations of the gods, and some of them are your soul traveling into time and space. Nora babbled, her voice childish, but like an old witch muttering, "You are on the edge of life and death, and your soul has traveled through time and space. ”

Kahew whistled, and in exchange for pain in his armpits and ribs.

He frowned, gasped, and said, "Fortunately, I didn't have a spring dream." And what does what I see on the verge of life and death mean?"

Nora stroked her weedy hair and replied, "Information." Dreams convey information, you travel to the past, see things you don't see, what do you find?"

Kasiu closed his eyes, recalled carefully, and said, "Book, by the way, Horanhausen burned a book called ...... Damn, I forgot. ”

"Humans and Magic. Nora said lightly, "Just burn a book." ”

"No, it's important. I had never heard of this book when I was studying at our Academy of Magic. Cassius thought for a moment, "Maybe the Council of Magic was hiding something from us at the time. What about the second dream: the polar people were treading on the icy river, and I saw a huge giant. ”

Nora's green eyes showed a look of confusion: "I don't know. Maybe it's the future, maybe it's the past, maybe it's happening. ”

Cassius braced himself up, and he asked Nora to hold his back: "Hell, what kind of prophet are you, I thought you knew everything. ”

Nora gave Cassius a blank look and put Cassiu back on the ground, she stood up, looked at Cassius condescendingly, and spat out a word as she left: "Skrid." ”

Serweis. Founded in the plains, Rhodes named its capital after the kingdom of Ancient Selves to swear its legitimacy. The capital city of Thunder Castle. The outer city is composed of city walls, moats, a number of arrow towers, fortresses and military command towers. The inner city is divided into three types of urban districts, with nobles, slum living quarters, commercial districts, and cathedrals concentrated in the south of the inner city, and the capital garrison is stationed to maintain law and order. These garrisons wore red robes and black chain mail, nicknamed "red robes".

"Bah!" Cassius reflexively spat out, "It's raw." ”

"It's raw meat, but you can't eat the dead. Thorne picked up the meat and wiped it on his sleeve, "We are in the sleeping land of giants, we can't make a fire, although this underground space is large, what if the flames burn the roots?"

Cassius looked at the tangled branches in the walls, and he remembered everything in the Giant's Fruit. The Giant Fruit Tree is not afraid of fire, but if there is fire and smoke that attracts the Giant or that disgusting green bug, it is too dangerous. (To be continued.) )