Tariq looked at the scene in front of him with a blank expression, his mouth opened and he was completely speechless, and what happened in front of him was completely beyond his expectations.

At this moment, the front of the city walls of Liber City had been completely plunged into a sea of fire, and the violent explosion fueled the fire, and the fire caused an even more violent explosion at the same time, and the moat that was originally covered with thick ice had now completely turned into a river of flames.

The ice was destroyed by the shock wave of fire and explosions, and the Saxon soldiers were first attacked by flames and then plunged into the icy waters, where they truly experienced what it means to be a fire and ice.

The guards on the city walls were raising the powder kegs around them and throwing them towards the densest concentration of Saxon soldiers, and when they hit the ground, they shattered and exploded into bright fireworks.

Tarik and Izzat were both standing about 300 meters away from the city walls, and they could still feel waves of heat rushing towards their faces, and the strong wind from the explosion was blowing the corners of their clothes.

Enveloped by the raging heatwave, Tariq felt a chill emanating from the inside out, his right hand holding the reins was strangled with a shallow white mark, and his teeth were clenched together.

Presumably, Izzat's expression was much more relaxed, with a hint of an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, as if what was happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"Oh, Viscount Tariq, this Eugen seems to be really fast, it seems that your preparation this time is still not enough."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Izzat's words, he was not worried about his safety being threatened, and at worst he would be captured by Eugen again.

It's just that this Tariq forcibly attacked the city with three times the force, and he was beaten like this, which is simply a shame for the empire.

At this time, Izzat was already considering whether to take over the Tariq himself, and then let the Tariq command the army in the Leybor region was simply pouring the golden sand into the sea, which was a complete waste.

Tariq's face was flushed with excitement from this sentence, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Izat and wanted to defend himself, but Izat raised his hand but blocked his words back, pointed to the tower in the center of the city wall of Lybor City and said: "Viscount Tariq, I think you'd better not be in a hurry to argue, or think about how to escape from Eugen first." ”

"What?" Hearing this, Tariq looked up in the direction with a puzzled face, and saw that above the tower, Eugen and Simon were raising the new muskets in their hands and aiming their muzzles at them.

"Hah...... Ha ha. Tariq's smile stiffened, but he still said strongly: "Eugen, this idiot, we are at least three hundred meters away from them now, what musket can shoot so ......"

Bang bang!

Before Tariq could finish speaking, a red flame appeared from the muzzles of the two muskets, and Tariq faintly heard the sound of two popping into the flesh, and then felt that the lower half of his body was weak, and the whole person began to fall to the ground.

Tariq was still a little dazed, and it wasn't until he saw Izzat next to him that he understood what had happened.

From his point of view, he could just see that the war horse that Izzat was riding under his crotch was slumping down on his stomach, and there was a hole the size of a baby's fist on the head of the handsome horse, and red blood flowed out of the hole like a clear spring, and through the bullet hole, he could faintly see the white substance inside, and he didn't know if it was broken bones or brains.

Eugen actually shot their horses! Tarik finally understood what had happened, and he scrambled to his feet from the ground, feeling a strong sense of anger at once.

Whatever Eugen was up to, such a thing was an insult to a nobleman, and Tariq was almost carried away by his anger, and all he could think about now was to go back and gather an army to defeat the hateful Eugen once and for all, and then torture him again.

"Damn!" Tariq lowered his head and roared like a wounded wolf, "When I bring in all the troops, it will be your death!" Damn Eugen! ”

Tariq gritted his teeth and cursed viciously, and Izat next to him couldn't help but bend down and laugh when he heard this.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Tariq, Tariq, people call you Lord Wolf, I thought it was because people were afraid of you, but now it seems that this is simply to say that you have no brains! Hahahaha! Izzat scoffed mercilessly.

Tariq's face became even more ugly, but he still didn't dare to be angry with the duke's heir, instead he had to laugh and say, "Hehe, that, Young Master Izzat, I don't understand, what do you mean by that." ”

Hearing this, Izzat finally stopped laughing, he glanced at Tariq with a sneering look, raised his hand and patted his head, raised the corners of his mouth and said contemptuously: "Hehe, my lovely brother Tariq, are you really stupid or fake?" You say they've already shot your horses, so how can they let you escape? ”

Saying that, Izzat glanced back at Eugen at the head of the city, and then continued: "Even if you want to run, with the range and power of those two muskets, you can completely knock you down on the way to escape, and if you can't escape, how can you go back and mobilize the army and take revenge?" ”

Izzat's two words shook Tariq's head like a thunderstorm, and it was only then that he really felt a sense of fear, indeed, that kind of musket was really terrifying, and the distance between the two sides was three hundred meters, and it was able to penetrate the thick skull of the war horse and kill it with one blow.

The thought of their possibility of being captured made Tariq feel as if the whole world was about to collapse.

"This, how is this possible." Tariq said bitterly, "How could their muskets be so powerful, and if so, why didn't they just shoot me in the first place?" ”

To this day, Tariq still can't believe that Eugen has such a powerful musket in his hands, which is completely beyond his knowledge, and the feeling is like the shock of a modern person suddenly seeing an alien flying saucer.

"Who knows." Izzat's contempt for Tariq had mostly vanished, and it was true that no general dared to say that he was certain of victory in the face of such a formidable opponent.

"Perhaps, he wanted to capture us alive from the beginning, and we fell into the cobwebs woven by Eugen step by step like two flies for unknown reasons, and at this point, there was no possibility of escape."

Izzat let out a long sigh, stared at the tall figure, and said slowly: "This Eugen is really a terrible person! ”