Chapter Ninety-Nine: Cat and Mouse

The leader of the attackers held a high level of respect for an enemy who had served his duty until he was killed, and he was a very respectable enemy.

But for the last two roadblockers, the leader of the attackers was not so polite, and felt disgusted no matter how he looked at it. With trembling hands and pale faces, the guards and drivers who barely stood in front of the carriage, and even shouted "stop" at him with crying voices, were almost home.

He walked straight towards the luxury carriage, the snow bright knife light left and right, divided into two sides to attack him, the leader of the attacker slightly sun, the long sword was handed out, only fifty percent of the strength of the guard dressed in the man hastily cut a knife, and then twisted like this, the guard's palm knife to fly out, at this moment the strength of the sword has not been exhausted, like a poisonous snake out of the tip of the sword, gently on the shoulder of the guard "ding" a bite, then quickly retracted, turned to sweep the throat of the left hand driver.

In fact, he didn't even have the slightest intention of parrying the short knife that the coachman slashed at him, and directly adopted the method of attacking and attacking, and the meaning of contempt was undoubted.

"Flutter", the driver covered his throat, step by step and kept retreating, his steps were scattered, his face was decayed, blood quickly seeped out from between his fingers, in less than a second, it changed from "seepage" to "surge", and instantly flowed everywhere on the neck and chest leather armor, no matter how much he covered the wound, he couldn't stop the blood from rushing out.

The speed difference between the two men was so great that when the leader of the attackers slashed his throat with his sword, almost cutting open half of his throat, the tip of the dagger was still a foot away from the enemy's chest, and he died unjustly.

At this time, the leader of the attacked, who had abolished his arm with a clean move, had already abandoned his companion in desperation, turned around and ran, running for his life in the melee.

The leader of the attackers was not in a hurry, and allowed him to complete the whole set of stupid movements of turning around, holding the wound on his shoulder and began to run wildly before swinging his long sword at the guard.

The white light flickered and rushed out, and the golden fighting qi instantly flew away from the blade, forming an extremely thin light-like arc to catch up with the guards of the Marquis's Mansion who were desperately fleeing, and in the blink of an eye, the sharp white light entered from the neck of one of the weakest parts of the target's body, and with a muffled sound that expressed surprise, the guards who were still running forward stepped on the stone on the ground, and suddenly stumbled, so a strange scene happened, only to see the head above the neck falling directly to the side, and the body whose head was cut off was still moving forward, but the hot blood had already gushed out from the fracture, like a blood fountain, splashing high, splashing everywhere around, it was terrifying。

"Hmph, a waste snack that is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Looking at the headless corpse that fell to the ground, the leader sneered with contempt.

can be selected from a cadre of guards, specially sent to protect the main mother of the family, even if it is just a guard in the bright place, this person's strength naturally does not need to be doubted, he has the peak of the fourth-level soldiers, from the bright side, he is already the top and bottom guards of the marquis's mansion, among the strongest combat effectiveness, the so-called is to raise soldiers for a thousand days and use soldiers for a while, and it is his duty to stand up at a critical moment.

If Fang Cai took advantage of the opportunity of Steward Clay's desperate resistance, he and his riders mustered up the courage to rush forward and attack left and right, which would more or less contain the enemy and play a little positive role.

If the luck is better, maybe Steward Clay can really hold out until the moment when Captain Kevin comes to help, and then everything is possible under the siege of many masters.

The problem is that he is afraid of death, he hides aside and only cares about trembling, his face is so frightened that there is no blood, and he would rather watch the pillars of his family fight to the death than take the risk of fighting and doing his duty. In the end, I had to bite the bullet and face the leader of the attacker in person, but I was so scared that I couldn't even hold the knife steadily, and I was shot down after one move, and finally I shamelessly became a deserter!

As a result, like a chicken, it was easily slaughtered from behind by the enemy, and the typical blame was taken by oneself, and it was not a pity to die.

With the hidden threat cleared and the Guardians on the surface, the raider leader can finally relax and go to pick and enjoy the fruits of his victory.

"Tuk" knocked on the carriage door twice, and the leader of the attackers asked gently, "Dear Marquise Ryder, may I come in?"

That's rude.

Before holding the doorknob, the leader of the attackers, who was in his hands, did not forget to reach out and tear off the mask on his face, and his movements were very chic.

Since in addition to the "loot" that will be taken away in a while, the rest are some dead people, so what do you need to worry about whether to keep it secret or not, it's completely redundant.

He was full of confidence.

As soon as the door of the carriage of the Marquise de Ryder was opened, the attacker was greeted by the expectant and surprised face of the Marquise's personal maid, Peggy, who exclaimed excitedly, "Lord Moraby, you are here!"

As soon as the words of joy were spoken, even the Marquise, who was trembling on the back of her chair, realized that something was wrong:

Peggy actually knew him!

No, how can this know the enemy?

It turned out that one of the personal maids who was almost inseparable all day long, Peggy, who was by his side, was a traitor who was planted and bought by the enemy!

The Marquise finally came to her senses.

It is no wonder that the enemy knows everything about this trip to the Marquis Palace, including the daily itinerary, the number and level of guards, and the distribution of guardian forces;

No wonder this cheap embryo will be so clever "listen to people", there is a Jacobite Valley that can greatly shorten the return time, and she was not born and raised in the border area of the kingdom, how could she know about the existence of this dangerous passage?

No wonder she will always instigate herself to work against the mercenary leader, always speak ill of Kevin, always believe that the people of the mercenary group have malicious intentions, have all kinds of evil intentions, and constantly sow discord between herself and the mercenary group leader's already unstable patron relationship;

It's no wonder that since today's departure, Peggy has always paid special attention to things outside the window, and is especially sensitive to the every move of the mercenaries in the outside world, and she is not even so concerned about the business of pleasing and serving her master.

In the light of light, the unreasonableness of the lady's recent speech and demeanor reappeared in the marquise's mind, stirring and echoing, mocking her ignorance, betrayal, and foolishness.

Every deliberate flattery of the maid Peggy turned out to be with ulterior motives, and they were all classic cases of fooling the master into successfully becoming lame.

"Why, you are only now reacting, but alas, 'respectful' Marquise, you are so stupid that you can notice it too late...... Ahh

The maid Peggy proudly ridiculed the mistress, the mockery and sneer on her face were very exaggerated, obviously with a strong sense of revenge, this is the true inner portrayal of her that she has never revealed before, and the anger and sadness that have been suppressed for many years have been vented to the fullest at this moment. However, before she finished laughing at the Marquise who was fooled by her, Peggy suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and then subconsciously looked down, and found a sword tip with blood protruding from her chest!

The corners of her mouth twitched, and Peggy wanted to turn around and ask the Lord Morabi who had stabbed her in the back, why did he do this to her?

Just as tears oozed from the corners of Peggy's eyes, a grim laugh came from behind her: "What's the use of keeping you, the cheap girl who sells her for glory?"

Before the sword could be drawn, the screams of the Marquise de Ryder and another maid rang out in the carriage, and they never imagined that the first enemy to kill was the traitor who had taken refuge in them.

The maid who fell to the floor of the carriage convulsed and spasmed, and hot tears rolled out of her unclosed eyes, down her face and onto the carpet.

She regretted it greatly, but it was a pity that she never had the chance to correct her mistakes, nor to enjoy the "huge" bounty that Lord Morabi had promised her.

"What's it called, it's noisy!"

The leader of the attackers, named Moraby, looked down at the Marquise who was slumped on the floor of the carriage, and drew the bloody sword from the back of Peggy's heart in a dashing manner, and with a backhand swing, the other remaining maid stopped screaming, and her headless body went limp, and she also fell to the floor.

The Marquise de Ryder covered her mouth and trembled all over, lest her screams of fear annoy the killing god in front of her, and cut off her own head.

Blood gushed out of the maid's headless body, instantly staining the white woolen carpet that lay in the carriage, and the strong smell of blood filled the entire carriage, which irritated the well-nourished Marquise to be overwhelmed and almost incontinent on the spot.

In particular, the large patch of blood that splashed on her chest, both from the wound on Peggy's chest and from the broken neck of another maid, mixed together, completely soaked the almost transparent tulle clothes, and the blood stuck directly to the delicate skin, not to mention how disgusting and uncomfortable.

The Marquise wanted to vomit, but she didn't dare, she just kept her mouth firmly covered, tears already overflowing her eyes.

Morabi took a deep breath of the blood-soaked air and closed his eyes. He was intoxicated by the smell of murder and conquest, and in his opinion, this terrible smell that ordinary people could not endure at all satisfied and intoxicated him more than the seductive body fragrance of a mature and rich beauty like the Marquise de Ryder.

"Dear Marquise, didn't scare you, did you?" The leader of Moraby, who opened his eyes again, looked down at the noble lady in front of him, who was not far from the collapse, and his eagle eyes were full of playfulness, and he was quite considerate and polite to "care" about the feelings of the captive.

"Uh......h No, no, nothing......" Marquise Ryder just nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and quickly shook her head, the little hand covering her mouth was still in its original position, and she didn't dare to let go at all, and the tears dripped down her white and tender face like pearls with broken threads, and finally flowed into the blood stain on her chest.

Had it not been for the fact that he was so frightened by the terrible leader of the attackers that he did not even dare to shout, I am afraid that the entire convoy would have heard the hysterical screams of the noble marquis, from front to back.

"Oh, it's all my fault, I can't change my impatience, I forgot that the marquise was in the carriage for a while, you have been pampered since you were a child, how can you see this kind of scene. It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I had remembered it earlier, I would have dragged them outside and killed them again. ”

Moraby shook his head as he spoke, looking rather regretful, but even the Marquise de Ryder, who had little city and knowledge, could see that the leader of the attackers was clearly not even pretending.