。 You should have done it a long time ago. And then, a miraculous scene occurred, the Flame Soldiers made a way, Solandar and her mercenaries went straight through, and Terrence once again resolved the crisis.

Vanessa looked at the hillside, her stomach was like an iron twisting, she turned her horse's head and gave the order, "Retreat" You forced me, don't blame me for being cruel

The Summer Knights urged the infantry, and the rear squad became the front one, throwing away unnecessary weapons in their hands, so that the enemy thought they had abandoned their armor and fled. Gradually, as they approached the field of the devil's daisy, Vanessa motioned to Reina, and the archers mounted magic flaming arrows and shot the nearby tents one by one, causing the field to be in shambles.

Terrence was cunning, but he could never have imagined that something was waiting for him beneath the barracks. Flame soldiers poured into the devil's daisy fields with a vengeful rage, and Terrence drove them to their deaths.

The soldiers in the front row were the first to fall to the ground, the original tent was only Vanessa's elaborate disguise, the roots of the devil daisy were like the tentacles of an octopus, and when the poor soldiers' eyes glowed with the loot in front of them, they had been pulled into the ground by the devil daisy, and there, there was something more terrible that longed for their flesh.

Screams rang out one after another.

Vanessa turned her head and lashed her whip, not looking at or listening to their voices. In her mind, the ghosts in the death corridor of Trent's chamber resurfaced in front of her eyes, those cold faces, those terrible wounds, Vanessa opened her eyes, wanting to use the daylight to disperse them, but the more terrifying scene penetrated into her eyes, the flesh and blood of the scorching soldiers fell off and melted like cow bones in a boiling pot, and the red thread worms shuttled back and forth under their skin, happily enjoying this once-in-a-century meal.

Terrence was already very close, and Vanessa heard his voice screaming in the wind: "Retreat, retreat"

Choose wisely. Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the Flame Army behind her, their main force had collapsed, some of them had remained outside the Blind Sun Gate forever, while others had turned themselves into new nourishment for the Devil Daisy, and the remaining less than 10,000 people had been killed by the Midsummer Knights in their hasty escape.

Vanessa's gaze fell on the battlements of the Sandrider Wolf Banner. Koeman, my good brother. It's time to give back what belongs to me

Vanessa gives the order: "Rush into Winterfell" The war drums beat again, and the drum beat was exciting. The Midsummer Army instantly reversed the shape, and the soldiers who had been chased and killed picked up their weapons one after another and killed the Flame Army.

By this time, the magician Meese had returned from the Blood Mill and joined the warband, traveling alongside Reina to keep Vanessa safe.

"Where is Terrence?" Vanessa looked far away, and there was no trace of the Flame King among the chaotic army. "Be sure to catch him, and if you can't catch him alive, bring his head to me," she yelled at the knights. The Knights of Midsummer took the order.

The princess came to the gate of the sun, and shouted to Koman, who was watching the battle from the city, "I have fulfilled my duty, now, open the gates and let me in"

Coman looked down at Vanessa, who was covered in blood, with distress and hesitation in his eyes.

"What are you hesitating about," Vanessa reined in her impatient mount and considered her words, "Didn't your father tell you that I was the Lord of Winterfell?"

Koeman turned back to his herald and spoke, and the ancient, heavy gate of the Sunshade Gate opened.

Wrong.

Vanessa looked at the slowly lowering drawbridge, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart, why Neverwinter was so quiet

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