The soldiers of the fort looked at each other, and since the disaster, the commander ordered that there should be no movement, and everyone moved to this fort, where it was heavily defended.

Gradually, everyone also knows that the consuls of Sanafria are here, and all the big officials are here, since they are all higher than their own rank, of course ordinary soldiers can't speak, and they don't dare to say anything, there are many commanders here, which person cares about the opinion of a small soldier.

But since the fire in Sanafriya, the whole city has turned into a sea of fire, and many soldiers also have the intention to go out to rescue and kill the enemy, after all, this is where they grew up, it is their hometown where they grew up, and now their hometown is in chaos, how can they not lend a hand.

But on the contrary, the consul of Sanafriya, in order to protect his own life, strictly forbade any soldiers to leave this fortress, he hoped that everyone would stay here to protect themselves, because he knew how strong the mercenaries were, although this thousand centaurs sounded quite a lot, but in terms of combat effectiveness, they were not the opponents of the mercenaries, in case they rushed out, there was no dangerous terrain to guard, and in a head-on conflict, these soldiers would only become fewer and fewer, if the soldiers were all dead, who could protect their lives?

After thinking about it, the Archon decided to stick to this fortress, there is a cellar, and the food in the cellar is enough for them to eat for a year, not to mention that the Archon is sure that these people are not coming for him, and the target of this riot is Sanavria and not himself, and the Archon has a clear heart.

If it is to kill themselves, it is enough to send some thieves and assassins, why hire some big mercenaries to cause chaos in the whole city, the only explanation is that their purpose is only to mess up Sanafria and not care about their own little consul.

Then sooner or later, this group of people will leave, and in the consul's mind, it should not be far from the end now, maybe this riot will automatically subside as soon as dawn, and the mercenaries will automatically flee, but he can come out to organize the overall situation.

As for how many casualties the civilians will have, and how much damage the whole of Sanafria will suffer, these are not in the eyes of the great consul, as long as he is okay and his family is okay, everything will be fine, no, at this moment his heartless little son is still sitting on the edge of the bed and pointing to the burning house and saying to his mother, "This fireworks are so beautiful." ”

The consul hurriedly covered his child's mouth, gave his wife a look, and signaled her to take good care of her child, although the soldiers here were forced to obey him because of his official position, but in private they were very dissatisfied with not allowing them to go out to fight, and the consul knew this, so he was also careful in the fortress, fearing that if he went too far, angered these people, and caused a mutiny, it was really not worth it.

But after thousands of calculations, there will be people who will run to the city defense camp to stir up the morale of the army, where will ordinary people have such kung fu, they will not have time to flee for their lives, who will run here, and risk being directly killed.

The consul cursed secretly, spat on the ground again, slowly climbed up a little bit on the windowsill, and looked out the window with his little green bean-like eyes, only to see a tall man, far more than two meters tall, standing downstairs, shouting for the soldiers to come out and protect the ordinary people.

The consul was so angry that he jumped to his feet, if it weren't for the big difference in size between the two sides, he would have wanted to jump down and beat the man hard, but he was not a warrior at all, nor was he a fodder for battle, so he had to yell at the soldiers behind him:

"Archers, archers, prepare, prepare, prepare, prepare!" The soldiers listened to Soth's words, and were already a little restless, but human beings are all habitual creatures, since they have chosen to hold the fortress, although they vaguely feel that this is not right, they should go out to rescue those civilians, but there is no one to lead, and there are commanders above to suppress them, so it is difficult for them to make changes, even if there are already some people in their hearts who have done things for themselves, it is not right.

Soth stood outside the fortress, looked at the more and more bows and arrows on the eyelets, sneered, didn't care at all, just continued to shout, before approaching the fortress, he told Sasha and Bruno to retreat far away, this is no better than dealing with other mercenaries.

An army of 1,000 people is a very strong force, otherwise Sos would not have chosen to conquer the city defense camp, for a dozen mercenaries, this thousand people just rushed over was enough to knock them to death, so Sos would not let Sasha and Bruno come close to them, except for himself, everyone else was afraid that they would be killed if they stood here.

Soth shouted for a while, probably because the other party was impatient to listen, and the bow and arrow aimed at him for a long time in the hole suddenly fired, and in an instant, thousands of arrows were fired, and countless sharp arrows flew through the air and tore through the space.

Soth chuckled, how could these things hurt him, even if he stood still, these arrows might not be able to hurt him a single hair, but what the real situation was Sos himself didn't know what it was, he could block the swords cut by others unscathed, and he should be able to use these arrows.

But Soth didn't dare to pack the ticket and be unscathed, if any of these arrows cut through the skin, or if one of them was smeared with poison, wouldn't Soth capsize in the gutter?

It wasn't necessary for him, as dodging the arrows wasn't too hard for Soth, and a shot or two wouldn't hurt him.

Thinking like this, Soth moved, his body was flexible as if there were no two meters five at all, but as if it was only one meter five, tossing and turning in the air, flexible and free, like an agile monkey, these arrows really couldn't even touch the hair on his body, and occasionally another shot hit his back, but it was only powerless to fall to the ground, and it couldn't cause him any damage at all.

The soldiers in the fortress were already dumbfounded, and the consuls and other officials were also dumbfounded, the scene just now was really a real 10,000 arrows, with the density of this arrow cluster, even if it was hundreds of mercenaries, half of them should have fallen down at this moment, but the man who looked like a monster was unharmed and still standing in place peacefully?

Everyone wanted to wipe their eyes vigorously and then pat their cheeks to make sure it wasn't a dream.

The archon looked at the figure of Soth, and secretly sighed in his heart, I'm afraid something bad is going to happen now, this man is so powerful that he seems to be inhuman, and now he is probably not a good thing to come here, he looked at the soldiers around him worriedly, if he wants to break through, can these people stop it?