Almost at the same time that Sean began to run, Marshall Sr. also rushed up with his children and nephews. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The shouting voice reached Sean's ears: "Kill him, kill this traitor, and let everyone know that His Majesty the great Pope Enhil will never tolerate any rebellion!" ”

Sean sneered, the cold wind of the night blowing on his face, but instead the fire in his heart burned.

He held the spear in his hand tightly, like a cheetah with tense muscles all over his body, suddenly exhaled and stabbed the first shot with all his might: "First style, forward stab!" ”

The spear flashed through the air like a swimming dragon, and sank into the chest of the nephew whom Marshall Sr. had rushed to the front, stabbing the fellow who had no time to defend himself in the chest.

As a handyman, Sean would stand silently in an inconspicuous corner after cleaning the training ground every day and moving the equipment, watching the soldiers who were practicing in the training ground.

No one would pay attention to such a handyman, and even if there were, who would have thought that this handyman, who seemed to be watching the excitement, was actually quietly learning the art of weapon fighting taught in the army?

Since he became a handyman at the age of eighteen, Sean has watched seventeen years of training next to the training ground, whether it is a gun, a sword, a knife, a stick, or any kind of weapon and move taught in the army.

Of course, even if you know how to move by heart, if you don't have a lot of time to train, it's still a fist and a leg, so when the day's chores are over, Sean will always spend at least an hour practicing these moves when he returns home.

In order to prevent others from discovering this secret, Sean has always chosen to use a wooden gun and a wooden sword to quietly contact in the dead of night, and his wife Yolanda thinks that this is just a manifestation of her husband's love of martial arts, but she never knows that the driving force that has always driven Sean forward has always been only - revenge!

Out of personal hobbies, Sean chose marksmanship and swordsmanship, the spear can swim, and the long sword can be close, which is a very suitable combination of weapons in Sean's opinion.

For seventeen years, Sean has repeatedly practiced the most basic marksmanship and swordsmanship in these two sets of armies day after day, even if he has not experienced real battles, but all the moves have long been deeply engraved in his mind, almost becoming his instinct!

Relying on this instinct, Sean immediately pulled out the spear that was still stabbed in the man's chest, suddenly closed his hands and held the handle of the gun tightly, and the power of his body exploded again: "Second style, sweep!" ”

Bang bang swept up by sean and flew out several meters away

But the battle was not over, and the next moment old Marshall still rushed to Sean with his two nephews, and the sharp blade in his hand flashed coldly: "Okay, you Sean, you actually killed my eldest nephew, today I must cut your body into pieces, and then let the three little sluts in your family die as well as death!" ”

Sean's face turned cold, and a sideways dodge the oncoming blade, threw the spear to the ground, and reached out to pull out the long sword at his waist.

As a husband and a father, the last thing he can tolerate is that someone speaks nonsense about his family!

"The third style of swordsmanship - oblique sweep!"

The white sword light flashed through the dark streets, and a nephew standing to the left of old Marshall suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream, and his entire right arm was cut off by Qi Gen, and he rolled on the ground in pain and howled miserably.

"The second style of swordsmanship - vertical split!"

The sword light erupted again, from top to bottom from the forehead of the nephew on the right of the old Marshall to the crotch, the nephew's body instantly stiffened, and then the whole person instantly split into two halves from the middle and fell heavily to the ground.

"The first style of swordsmanship - straight stab!"

Sean did not stop at his feet, and a horizontal step appeared in front of Marshall Sr., and the long sword in his hand stabbed Marshall Sr. Marshall's right shoulder with great accuracy.

"Ahh Old Marshall let out a miserable scream, there was suddenly a bloody hole in his right shoulder, the blade in his hand fell off his hand, and the whole person fell to the ground, the original arrogance on his face disappeared at this moment, and he struggled to retreat while pleading bitterly: "Sean, we have been neighbors for so many years, I know you are a good boy, as long as you spare Uncle Marshall's life today, Uncle promises-"

Old Marshall could not finish his words, because suddenly a sharp arrow flew from beside him, pierced his head with unmistakable accuracy, and then nailed him firmly to the ground.

Several figures suddenly jumped out of the nearby courtyard, and in three or two strokes, several of Marshall's nephews who were still alive were sent to hell.

Sean looked up, and there was no surprise on his face: "You're late." ”

A young man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a longbow in his hand, appeared in front of Sean with several people: "It's you who are too anxious, Sean. Don't forget that we're still going to inquire about the situation. Here, put it on. ”

A pair of light armor of the Holy See defenders was thrown in front of Sean.

Since Enhill's accession to the throne, the brutal pope has launched several purges, killing tens of thousands of people, most of them with a single person who committed the crime, believing that he would be able to completely eliminate his enemies.

But hatred is like weeds, wildfires can't be burned, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. The people in front of them are also the descendants of the same blood feud as Sean.

And not only that, these people even quietly set up an organization, an organization called the "Brotherhood of Vengeance", which is quietly hidden in the Holy See, and most of the members are handymen like Sean, cleaners, grooms, etc.

The organization was so humble and obscure that not only did the pope and Bishop Gavin not even notice them, but even the Inquisition, which was known for its intelligence gathering, did not even notice the existence of this shady organization.

But tonight, this obscure brotherhood is like a poisonous snake that has been hibernating for a long time, and after finally waiting for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it shows its fangs in front of the world for the first time!

Sean was stunned for a moment, and immediately began to put on light armor with the help of his companions, and said as he wore it: "What the hell is going on?" ”

The young man smiled, "As we had guessed in advance, Bishop Gavin has launched a rebellion, and the Knights of the Wings of Light have entered the city and are attacking along the Triumphal Avenue towards the Holy Palace. ”

Sean nodded and said, "I heard it at home, too, but their attack didn't seem to be going well. ”

"That's right," said the young man, "the Knights of the Wings of Light have been stopped, General Biedrins has just staked all his treasures and launched a final attack, if this attack is thwarted, then the resistance will be a complete defeat!" ”

Sean took a deep breath, looked at the young man and said, "So what are we waiting for?" ”

Several people immediately rushed towards the battlefield not far away.

Sean shouted to the young man beside him as he ran, "There should be an order from above, what should we do?" ”

"Above" does not refer to the big names of the Holy See, of course, but to orders from the heads of the Vengeful Brotherhood.

The young man laughed and pointed to the light armor of the Holy See garrison that Sean and himself were wearing: "Brother Sean, tonight, we are going to do an earth-shattering event that is destined to go down in the ages!" ”

Running through two more street corners, everyone was cheerful, and the sky-high firelight, earth-shattering fighting, the pungent smell of blood, and tens of thousands of soldiers who sacrificed their lives and fought fiercely appeared in front of them.

The battlefield has arrived.