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www.mpzw.com) Ruthlessly crushing all the rebels they encountered along the way, Herold and his warriors came to the center of the snowy plain. It didn't take much effort for them to wipe out the drunken Stormcloaks stationed in the camp outside the city.

Faced with the restored, high, and sturdy walls of the snow-covered walls, the invincible Scarlet Crusaders halted their advance.

They are not good at siege and do not have even the simplest siege engine.

After several times rushing under the walls and only being able to stand in a daze, Herold seemed to have given up the attack, and thus blocked the road in and out of the snow, and set up camp.

"We're not going to make some ...... Trebuchet or something?" asked Qianqian as she found Herold, who was wiping his axe in the camp.

"Will you?"

With a dull sound coming from the closed helmet, Herold asked rhetorically.

Qianqian shook her head.

Herold added: "It's a pity, I won't either. ”

Qianqian: "......"

"The rest of the matter will be left to the people behind you. ”

Putting the great axe in his arms aside, Herold lay down on the spot, no longer speaking.

As a pioneer, he has done his job brilliantly.

……

The Storm Cloak, which had been in the snow for days, thought he had won the war completely, but was blocked in the city by a group of guys who came out of nowhere.

At first, they stood at the head of the city and were amazed.

Even if Tongguò had wiped out the garrison outside the city in a sneak attack, it would have been foolish for him to dare to besiege a heavily garrisoned city with less than a thousand men.

Solans sent a force out of the city to meet them, only to be defeated by an army that was very similar to them in fighting in a way that was far superior to theirs in all aspects, always chanting the Holy Light during the battle.

Each of them is like a killing machine that is not afraid of death.

Due to the heavy casualties in the process of storming Xueman, for a while, the storm cloak was aggrieved and blocked in the city.

…… In a few days, the troops will be able to complete the corrections. No matter how strong they are, they can overcome them with enough numerical advantage.

Solans paced back and forth on the city walls - he didn't know that the original Earl of Snowman had loved to do so during his lifetime.

When he heard the strange army under the city shouting 'Holy Light', and saw a faint layer of light shields appear on some of them, the Marshal of the Stormcloak seemed to understand the key - these strangers must be inseparable from the Holy Light Church in the city.

It is said that among the wanted criminals in the city was a little girl who claimed to be the daughter of a foreigner duke.

If she is caught, it will definitely help her now.

He hurried down the walls, shouting orders to his generals.

"Go and search for yourself! Rummage through every grain of dust in the city, and catch those wanted criminals within today!"

……

The short summer days that belonged to Skyrim are long gone.

The weather was getting colder day by day, but Thule was constantly wiping his sweat with a wide handkerchief.

In just a few hours, he tried his best to deceive and deceive three groups of rebel soldiers who had come to search.

After Xueman was defeated by the rebels, he immediately sent people to search for Loria everywhere and helped her hide in the workshop west of the city.

Now, however, he had some doubts that he had put his loyalty in the wrong hands: the lady of the church, as in the past, hid in the depths of the workshop and kept her door closed, making loud noises from time to time, as if she were not at all afraid of being discovered by the rebels.

He had heard that the Crusaders who had attacked Snowman were unable to advance because of a lack of siege equipment - and when he reported to Loria at the secret door he had never entered, he replied with a simple 'I know'.

Thinking of himself being hanged by the rebels at the head of the city for hiding a wanted criminal, Tulle sweated like rain.

Just as he prayed to the Light for the troops from outside the city to fly into the city, a middle-aged man walked towards his workshop with a dozen rebels.

Tulle, who had been waiting at the door, had a painful expression on his face, and after instructing the worker to fetch a full bag of money, he squeezed out an ugly smile to meet him.

While handing over the money bag, he pretended to mysteriously lower his voice and said, "I know your general in charge of law and order. ”

"Really?" the middle-aged man in the lead took the money bag, shook it, and threw it to his subordinates behind him, saying, "But I don't know you." ”

With that, he waved his hand, and his vicious soldiers rushed into the workshop.

"The whole city was turned upside down, but there was still no trace of the fugitives...... Isn't that weird?"

The middle-aged man who claimed to be a general rubbed Thule's shoulder and walked forward, saying, "My station is full of crying and annoying children, but none of them are pink...... Come to think of it, it's the only place that hasn't been searched. ”

By the time the disillusioned Thule unconsciously followed him into the workshop, the rebel soldiers had driven all the workers out.

They soon discovered the alchemy room hidden in the warehouse, and after a rude beating, they searched elsewhere without finding a target.

Holy Light bless, that secret door is really secret.

Several searches were conducted inside and out, but the rebels failed to find it.

Their general frowned - he thought he would find something.

"Look......" Thule walked over tremblingly, only to be knocked down by an angry rebel punch and punch and kick him like a vent.

Just as they gave up the search and were about to leave, the girl's laughter could be faintly heard.

The general in the storm cloak gave a sinister smile to Thule, who was lying on the ground, holding his head and humming, and he followed the sound to a wall and tapped lightly.

Hollow.

He beckoned to a soldier with a sledgehammer and motioned for him to smash through the wall in front of him.

……

"After the dark door was opened, in that long winter. With a softened gaze, Loria whispered, "He was born in snow-covered Danmoro. ”

Alice blinked, listening quietly.

"From Locdanmo to Minahir, and from Kurtilas to Lordaeron, he was taken to the Silverpine Forest...... For some reason, he was left behind, and he just waited quietly as the years passed. ”

Puzzled as she watched Loria caressing 'him' gently, Alice didn't think 'he' was anything cute, and it was worth her spending a hundred days here.

"Until I found him!" As if the gentle expression just now was all illusory, Loria changed into a fanatical expression, ignoring the smashing sound from outside, and her voice became louder and louder: "He is the perfect combination of Nomorigen technology and Ironforge technology!

Lightly jump on the behemoth in front of you with the help of an escalator.

Loria stamped her foot and laughed.

"Now, let those stupid savages see what it is...... Alliance Hammer!"