The sound of kicking and clattering horses' hooves sounded in the ears of the Tatum City Lord, and there was no need to look back, the latter also knew who was coming, because in this case, only the Captain of Serol could get close to him, standing side by side, the two looked up at the countless ice blocks falling from the sky with complicated expressions, and their expressions were indescribably tangled. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them are both in charge of the city of Conyounis, one is in charge of the outside and the other is in the house, each performing his own duties and not committing any crimes, although there are constant fights in private, but on the surface there will always be a peaceful situation, the responsibilities of the two are different, but after all, both of them have the same responsibility on their shoulders, to maintain the stability of this fortress city.

When there is any threat to the stability of the city, the two will very tacitly put aside their contradictions and face the threat together, and this is exactly the case.

"Seeing this scene, I am really unwilling, if Your Majesty also stationed a mage regiment here, I can't allow them to be presumptuous here, and in the face of this situation, you and I will not just stand here helplessly!"

"Hehe...!" However, the Tatum City Lord only chuckled meaninglessly when he heard this.

"What are you laughing at?" Hearing the piercing laughter, the captain of the Serol Legion raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of anger in his words.

"Don't forget, the lord in the city opposite!" said the Lord of Tatum without looking back, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"What are you talking about, my lord? Hearing this, the Ice Emperor ?!!" Hearing this, the Commander of the Serol Legion trembled in his heart, and couldn't help blurting out a name, and the nameless fire that had just risen in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Figured it out, even if you are smart, the answer is as simple as that, even in this city, it is useless to have more mages, after all, that lord can compete with the right minister!" At this time, the Tatum City Lord turned his head to look at the former, snorted angrily, and then turned his head expressionlessly to stare at the falling ice cubes in the sky.

"Is that lord really in the city on the other side?" the Commander of the Serol Legion hurriedly asked.

"Of course, otherwise why do you think I'm so polite to them!" Turning his head impatiently and glancing at the former, the Tatum City Lord said almost word for word, his expression obviously suppressing the anger in his heart. "We people, in his eyes, are like ants on the ground, we can pinch them to death as much as we want, otherwise why did Your Majesty suddenly retreat the Sligo mage regiment stationed here to that line of defense twenty years ago, because it is useless!"

In just four words, it is enough to prove that the Don Quixote family is powerful, and can make an empire change its strategic deployment, which is more real and shocking than any language description, and it also fully shows the fear of the world in the hearts of this family.

"Then let's just wait, wait for the matter to be over?" Knowing the real reason why his old opponent was so jealous of those people, Captain Serol couldn't say anything more, but he also stared at Bellat and the others with an unkind face.

"Do you have a better opinion? If not, then this matter has to be decided by me, just like you and I negotiated just now!" As if he didn't see the former's unkind face, the Tatum City Lord said to himself.

"You're really not going to pursue them for this?" as if to provoke the former's anger, Commander Serol asked again.

"Of course, I still want to live a few more years, even if they demolish this city, I won't pursue it, I just need to report it truthfully!" Taking a deep breath, Tatum City Lord raised his chin helplessly in front of him, and then added a meaningful sentence. "I'm not a reckless man!"

Hearing this, the commander of the Serol Legion only raised his eyebrows, as if he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at the night sky, half-squinted, and said thoughtlessly.

"If that person is involved, do you think things will change again?"

"That person? No way! Now no one can stop it, the collision between two almost legendary magics can't be done at all with that kid's strength, if the right minister is here, it's not impossible!" Hearing the former's words, Tatum City Lord replied without thinking, after all, he clearly saw the scene just now, and he didn't think that the person in the former's mouth still had the ability to intervene.

"That's right, a person's strength is always small!" Glancing at the vague figure under the night sky again, Commander Serol returned his gaze to the distance ahead.

After hearing this, the city lord of Tatum only snorted lightly, as if he was undeniable about the former's statement, or mocked the former's lack of knowledge, but he just snorted lightly, didn't say anything, and narrowed his small eyes back and forth on the chaotic battlefield.

But as far as the eye could see, except for Bronn and the others, who could also protect the silver-haired girl with dexterity, the civilians who were innocently involved in this battle were all lying on the ground, completely losing the idea of escaping.

Suddenly, the corner of his eye swept over the short figure on the side, and the Tatum City Lord raised his eyebrows and spoke.

"Hey, green-skinned dwarf, your companion is fighting there, why don't you go and help?

But for the words of the Tatum City Lord, the goblin Santoro didn't seem to hear it, staring at the sturdy figures of Bronn and the others with a gloomy face, just standing in place and not saying a word.

The Tatum City Lord ignored the inquiring gaze of the Commander of the Serial Legion, and continued to speak to himself, with an indescribable sarcasm in his words.

"Yo, what about the alchemy that you goblins are proud of? What's wrong?

"I... I can't do it!" In the face of Tatum's repeated sarcasm, the goblin Santoro glared at the former angrily, but then he hung his head unwillingly, his thin body trembled uncontrollably, and gave up in a stiff voice.

After saying this, the goblin Santoro seemed to have lost all his spirit, and his body standing straight became rickety, and he looked so depressed at this moment.

Although the goblin Santoro has not had much contact with Bron and the others along the way, although he does not want to admit that he has developed an emotion called friendship with other people, each goblin has a lonely and unknown past, and the word friendship is distant and foreign to him.

He thought he could ignore it, and he always told himself that he could only be alone, even in the future, he was alone, and no one could affect him.

He thought that he could be surprised by the landslide in front of the safety and death of Bronn and others, but when this moment came, the goblin Santoro found that he had unconsciously developed an emotion called concern for them, once upon a time, he was always lonely and hidden in the corner, not cared for, and would not care about anyone.

The facts proved him wrong, and his mistake was very outrageous, even if there was no Tatum City Lord's sarcasm to lure him out in a radical way, he would have used all his knowledge to save his companions.

When the tears flowed down his cheeks, revealing two clear marks, the goblin Santoro realized that yes, this is what a strange and familiar word for companion, companion, friend, but it was too late, if there was a chance before the ice witch magic was launched, but now he could only stand aside, watching Bron and the others desperately trying to protect the little naughty, with only endless anger and remorse in his heart.

Seeing his own words, it made the goblin Santoro burst into tears, even the shrewd Tatum City Lord was puzzled for a while, he didn't expect his words to cause so much harm to him, which couldn't help but make him open his mouth in embarrassment, making him swallow the next words back into his stomach.

For a moment, the three of them became silent, staring at the desperate scene not far in front of them.

With a piercing sound of breaking the air, countless pieces of broken ice and gravel smashed to the ground with long tails like a torrential rain. In this case, the civilians who have been unable to move themselves are undoubtedly devastated, but in a short period of time, they have experienced several alternating between life and death, and even if people's nerves are tough, they cannot bear to collapse long ago.

In this battlefield full of despair, there are still four sturdy figures fighting unyieldingly, they are Bron and others, in the face of this rain of ice and gravel, they firmly guard the side of the silver-haired girl Costinia, protecting it from any damage.

After being thrown by the Tatum City Lord, Bron, after seeing the falling ice in the sky, suddenly changed his expression, and stepped on the ground with his feet, and then his burly body bounced up like a predatory cheetah, and rushed to the silver-haired girl's side after a few ups and downs.

After looking around, Bronn frowned, he found that Ruiz and the others were firmly guarding the silver-haired girl Costinia, but they were all fighting on their own, although they were able to protect the girl's safety for the time being, but the discerning person could see at a glance that it would not take long for such a protection method to appear, and there would be a flaw, but fortunately he arrived before things went completely bad.

Clapping his hands vigorously and taking a deep breath, Bronn shouted loudly with his sword in both hands.

"Jimmy, hold your shield high, or I want you to look good!"

"Got it!"

Hearing the former's order, Jimmy George, who was wielding his shield to smash the attacking ice, pouted unwillingly, but he still followed the former's order, stood beside the silver-haired girl, raised the shield above her head with both hands, and replied unwillingly.

"Gilbert, shoot your arrows on point, yes, the bigger ones!"

"Don't worry!" Gilbert Powell, who pinched the feather arrows in his fingers, shot one after another, and with a bang, the larger ice cubes shattered, and the fluency of his attacks was enviable, and it could be said that he was the least embarrassed of the four.

"Robert, move your fat ass, hurry up and move me, if the little naughty is smashed by the ice gravel, you will wait to accept my punishment!"

"Hmph!" Robert Sledger, who was wearing heavy knight's armor, was the most unwilling, but there was no way, in this case, as a knight, he couldn't play his due role at all, and even he could only rely on the armor on his body to transform into a humanoid shield, although the knight's spear carried a waving tiger, but compared with the first two, the effect was not particularly obvious, which couldn't help but make him a little depressed, but fortunately, he could also exist as a humanoid shield, which could comfort his wounded heart a little.

"Ruiz, you pay attention to the flying ice gravel, do you hear that, this is your fastest speed!"

"Don't worry, Boss Bron!" The busiest of the four was dagger-wielding Ruiz, who was fast enough to move anywhere the others made a mistake, given the strength of his class.

With the issuance of several clear combat orders, the people who seemed to be a little in a hurry gradually stabilized, and the dangerous situation disappeared for a while, only then did Bronn breathe a sigh of relief, and with a wave of his hands, a dazzling arc of light crossed the top of everyone's heads, instantly shattering a large piece of ice, and pale ice chips fell like snow.

After rushing to the silver-haired girl's side, Bron looked at the former with a stern expression, and after seeing that he was not harmed, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief and asked.

"Little naughty, how is it, can't you chant the spell now?"

"No... It's such a mess here, I... I can't calm down and chant the incantation!" In this chaotic environment, the silver-haired girl Cortitinia was already panicked and at a loss, she just held the staff in her arms, but she didn't know what to do next.

Hearing this unsatisfactory answer, Bronn frowned, raised his eyes to look up at the night sky, squinted his eyes and looked for his expected figure in the ice in the sky, but his mouth kept cheering for everyone.

"Okay, everyone, hold on a little longer, just hold on a little longer!"

Having said that, Bron knew that in the face of the current situation, unless they had the ability to take the risk of escorting the silver-haired girl out of the area with a cloud of ice, they could only wait for the appearance of Charles Mandela, the Hicobarre bird who disappeared into the night sky, and only he could rescue the former intact in such a bad situation.