Chapter 125: Fire

The surviving people in the City Lord's Mansion were in a hurry at this time. Their right-hand man has been lost in the province, which makes the operation very difficult. With their survival at stake, they were a little caught off guard. In the past, in Sandstone City, the city lord and the knight battalion had an absolute advantage in force, but now one has been destroyed, and the other is about the same.

It was an inevitable result that the knights' camp fell to this fate. They are the city, the defenders of order. Whoever comes here looking for trouble, they're all out of business.

How many standing armies can a sandstone city support?

When investigating the incident, no one thought too much. When he knew the truth and faced the groveling history in the past, he didn't take it to heart. It's just that they ignore that now the power is not superior. The improvised capture team is not so reliable. All sorts of orders and messages, as soon as they were conveyed, were leaked out.

The incident of the caravan is indeed only a small incident, and many people do not take it seriously at all when dealing with a foreign caravan. It's just a matter of getting along and joining in the fun. But when the incident gets out of control, it becomes everyone's own danger. In this position, there are too many lively situations in this environment, and if you are really affected by this, no one is clean.

At the same time as the transfer of manpower, there are also manpower that are constantly being lost, and the following collusion is far beyond their imagination. As a result, as the incident progressed and expanded, they gradually fell into unimaginable trouble. Even they themselves began to fall into danger without knowing it. Until this time, they have not reacted, and their biggest reliance in the past is no longer there. It's just that because of past habits, both sides have not clearly realized this.

But soon, the riots have spread to this side.

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Not without sobriety, as a bystander to the event, not deeply involved dragoons. Self-possession of force far beyond ordinary people, after Bran left, there was no pressure.

But when he saw Bran really clapping his hands and leaving, it still made him feel incredible. This unlucky kid has almost cleaned up the armed forces of the city, and what will happen to a city that loses its strength to maintain, he didn't think about it?

Dragoon has already seen that this is a "second cargo!" and a crazy second cargo. As he himself said, "After the matter is settled, it is another matter after that." ”

In front of all the people who had not dispersed, the dragoon squeezed the word "!" from between his teeth, and then ignored the others, and hurried back to the station.

His reaction was not unfast and decisive, but he still didn't expect things to break out so quickly. At nightfall, the dagoon camp began to have a crowd of people who had lost their minds, and they began to have a blind onslaught.

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By now, nothing matters. The whole city is like a carnival, full of people running and venting. What was the original purpose, and why did they kill each other?

Wealth gradually became the target of some people, first some shops, then rich people, nobles, and finally people poured into the castle lord's mansion.

At first, the light of the fire jumped on a window in the castle lord's mansion, and as the smoke came out of it, the fire gradually grew stronger, and finally the whole room became a huge furnace. Those who were still looting, the more alert, began to run out, and those who were still about to pour in also stopped.

Those who were deceived by greed became sacrifices. Screams and wails were heard from the fire, but the sound quickly died down. The entire city lord's mansion was wrapped in fireworks.

Seeing the nearby City Lord's Mansion turn into a pile of firewood, the dragoons finally made up their minds to kill the crowd gathered around them, they didn't want this place to become a second pile of firewood.

They can temporarily protect their station, but they are powerless to maintain the entire city. The fire was burning, and no one paid attention to the city that had fallen into chaos. Even if some people want to, they are powerless at this time.

The fire in the Lord's Mansion seemed to have burned everyone's sanity, and smoke began to rise from the city. As the fire spreads, the dragoons know that their camp will not escape the fate of becoming firewood. This city is finished, this city is fucking finished!

They now needed to escape the fate of turning themselves into firewood, so they quickly assembled and rushed out of the city. The people who want to avoid this fate are not only dragoons, but also too many people. At this moment they had given up everything, including the wealth they had just plundered, and were clogged up in the roads.

Choose between someone else's life and your own. This dragoon, who once sat next to Bran and hoped that a few fewer people would die, might have shown a fearless spirit. However, he is not alone now, and it is his duty to ensure the safety of his companions and to take them home, and he must escape before the fire spreads to the city gates.

The sword light lit up, and the human head rolled off. The dragoons have given up all their persistence and concerns, and they are just struggling beings in the world.

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When the fire enveloped the city, Bran, who was leisurely walking through the woods at night, was startled by the scorching heat that gradually rose behind him. He pulled his magic field up as high as he could, looking down at Sandstone City, where he realized that it had become a giant torch.

How the hell did this happen!? Isn't it just investigating a small caravan!? The wealth and territory that I just got in my hands have been set on fire? Who the did this? I'll kill him! No! I can't kill him, I'm going to let him live well this time!

All the doubts, the anger, and all the other things finally turned into one word: "!"

Dani watched Bran's expression change, and for the first time she realized that Bran could display such a rich, varied expression on his face at the same time, that his face seemed distorted and hideous.

Bran struggled to see everything in the fire. But to remove the fire, it is still fire. Everything is gone......

Bran returned to Northland dejectedly, and Mary and Zack, a group of Northlanders, greeted them very blindly. Some anticipation, some eagerness: "What about the caravan?"

"It's gone. ”

"Where's Sandstone City?"

"It's gone. ”

Then Dani's glaring eyes stopped her inquiry. Although Dani can stop other people's questioning, she can't stop people's curious and expectant eyes.

Bran sighed at the people around him who were still looking at him, "Really, it's all gone......"

People eventually learned what had happened from Dani, and they knew that Bran was in a very bad mood, so they didn't bother him for a few days. Even Zoya didn't dare to get close to the somewhat gloomy Bran. Except for Dani, he accompanies Bran under the tree every day.

But today, there is something that has to be consulted by Bran.

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A group of people covered in fireworks appeared from the forest road, and they continued to increase.

"What else can I do? The treatment, the treatment. Then hand out the tools, and do the work. ”

"But we're running out of food, you know. ”

"Really?" Bran thought for a moment, "two points of the mountain, and the road on the other side of the road leads directly to the royal capital. ”

"Yes. ”

Bran gritted his teeth, "Form another caravan and go to the royal capital under my banner." ”