1:459 Lost in the Night of Blood (3)

At two o'clock in the morning, the front line of Rome, Brindisi.

A white light fell from the sky, passed through the powerful protective barrier of Rome, and smashed against the city walls.

Three minutes later, Hall, the celestial knight who was in charge of guarding the area, and the Roman general Narces arrived.

They were surprised to see a bloodied tiger boy crawling out of the rubble with another leopard girl in his arms. The soldiers raised their spears and threatened the orc, signaling him not to approach, but the tigerman didn't seem to understand.

Albert pulled out a metal sign in his arms, "Is General Lancelot here?" "Is Lancelot an acquaintance?"

"No, this kid," Hale said, surveying Albert's wings, "though his appearance has changed a bit, I know him. Al's eyes widened in blood, and he finally managed to see the Grand Duke of Hall in front of him, "It's you, please, save Deanna!" As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Hale examined the injuries of the two orcs: the tiger boy had suffered a lot of damage when he crashed into the protective barrier and walls of Rome. He used his wings to wrap around his whole body at the moment of impact to reduce the damage, and he was saved from death.

The Tiger Man came to Rome in such a hurry to "transport" another seriously injured maiden. The snow leopard girl was stabbed with a knife in the chest with a huge wound, and although it was simply bandaged, it still bled profusely.

"Call the healer!" Hale ordered.

"Wait!he's an orc!You want to heal your enemies?!," shouted General Sernas.

"You can't let them die, can you?" a chuckle crossed Hall's face, "save them, we won't have anything to lose, and maybe even get useful information out of their mouths." "No!" Sernas's hand was already reaching for the saber at his waist, "Heavenly knight of Pantoracan, although this battlefield is under your command, this is still Rome. This kind of thing that could jeopardize the safety of Rome is not up to you alone. This matter must be reported to Emperor Bixia first, and wait for Bixia to make a decision!" Hall stretched his face: "You are so rigid, Your Excellency General Sernas. By the time Emperor Bixia had finished making his decision, both of them were dead. Of course, it is to find a way to save them first, and if Emperor Bixia wants to kill them, it will be a matter later. "No, it's not good!" "That tiger man was able to break through the barrier's protections, his liliang is too dangerous!he can't stay!" "I have the same opinion as you," Hale reached for his sword to draw, "but I still insisted on saving them." Let them die like this, and we will not gain anything. After being saved, it is the most correct way to interrogate well. "You'll regret it, Hall. "Sernas has drawn an inch of the sword from his waist, ready to attack—

Although the young general was highly skilled in martial arts, he did not know how to turn his brains, and he only knew how to keep Rome safe. His cold, thin face was like a knife, and his sharp gray eyes were like knives. The weapon was not fully unsheathed, and his face and eyes were already pointing the "knife edge" at Hall first.

In terms of hand-to-hand combat ability, Sernas knew that he was far inferior to Hall, and it would be an absolute disadvantage to fight. But Sernas couldn't take care of so much, and now the situation was so critical that he could only walk on foot.

The worst situation is to rely on dozens of guards next to him to drag Hall, take the opportunity to kill the two orcs, and then come to the Roman Emperor to apologize after killing people.

But will things go so well?-

Grand Duke Hall also drew an inch of his sword from the scabbard, ready to block the counterattack while being attacked.

This heavenly knight, who is over eighty years old but has a middle-aged face, has extraordinary wisdom and far-reaching insight. When he saw Albert so desperately bringing this dying snow leopard girl, he knew that there must be something strange about it, and he would not be able to calm his mind if he did not investigate it clearly. Even if he wanted to fight against the Roman general, he still insisted on saving the two orcs.

The garrison of the Pantorecken Knights at Brindisi was less than 3,000 men, while the Roman garrison here was 50,000, and it would be absolutely disadvantageous to fight. But Hall can't take care of so much, and the current situation is very critical, and he can only see walking.

The worst situation is to knock Sernas unconscious, escape with two orcs to seek healing, and then come to the Roman Emperor to apologize after saving people.

But will things go so well?

The two of them were in a state of tension for about ten seconds.

"What the hell are you doing?" a voice interrupted the standoff.

Sernus glanced around. Justinian, dressed in a gray robe and dressed as a scholar, appeared in front of the two.

"Lord Justinian?" "That's right, Lord Justinian—" Hall also put away his jiashi and gave Justinian a brief account of the situation.

"Really? What an uninvited orc. Justinian sighed, "But you don't have to quarrel, and you don't have to go to your uncle. As if to celebrate the recovery of His Excellency Evil Star, Uncle has just issued an amnesty to commute all Roman criminals from their crimes.

Even if it is an enemy, since these two orcs are present in Rome at this moment, let them be lenient and help them heal.

During the amnesty, the uncle was reluctant to see anyone die within the territory of Rome, not even enemies. Sernas was stunned for a moment. The amnesty of the Roman Emperor Justinian I came at a really (no) time.

The medical team had arrived by this time and was standing beside General Sernas.

"That," the healer in charge asked, puzzled, "Do you want to heal them, or not?" "Take them, take them to the healer!" the general said helplessly.

The healers rushed up and began to administer first aid to the two orcs. Justinian squinted at Albert's wings and then traced the shattered castle façade.

"It's so powerful. Is this a new weapon for the orcs?" Grand Duke Hall agreed in a low voice, his mind constantly analyzing the current situation, "However, no matter how dangerous the enemy is, it will no longer be dangerous after putting on the collar." The Heavenly Knight turned to the healers and said, "Please let me know when the tiger man wakes up." I'm going to interrogate him personally. The therapists agreed. General Sernas on the side didn't say a word, tried his best to hide the dissatisfaction on his face, and looked at Grand Duke Hall coldly. Unlike Hall, who was planning to use Albert, Cernas only wanted to get rid of Albert's hidden danger.