Chapter 47: The Head of the City

Dild was surrounded by the gate of the camp, stood on the wall, and looked down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Valen, he naturally recognized.

Deard didn't have any good feelings about this die-hard guy who had made him lose face several times.

Therefore, as soon as he had the opportunity, Deer did not hesitate to kill him.

It's just that......

"Rubbish!"

Deard's heart evaluated the adjutant, but the smile on his face became more and more natural.

Although Valen did not die before, this time the other party is dead, and moreover, he will still die in his hands.

At the thought of being able to kill a guy like Valen with his own hands, Deird couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and with such joy, Deird looked at Qin Ran, who was fighting side by side with Valen.

Then, Deerde's brow furrowed.

He had heard rumors about the eldest son of the Burning Family countless times.

Although they are near the Supreme Path, they are extremely concerned about the news of the Dawn Capital.

Especially a figure like Qin Ran, who has a great reputation in the capital of dawn.

"The eldest son of the Burning Family, who is extremely talented, is good at swordsmanship, is proficient in pharmacology, and knows a little about astrology, how can he look so ordinary?"

Deird couldn't help but shake his head.

Qin Ran, who had an ordinary face and was not handsome enough, obviously did not conform to the aesthetics of the aristocratic circle.

And Deerde, who is best at judging people by their appearance, has also lost the last bit of interest in Qin Ran.

"It's a dead man anyway!"

"I don't know if you, who are good at astrology, have you ever thought about your own death?"

"Your head, that adult, I've always wanted it!"

Deird thought maliciously.

Then, he pretended to say, "Meet Envoy 2567!" ”

"Meet Envoy 2567!"

The herald repeated.

One after another, like a wave, wave after wave, spread under the mountain peaks.

A group of soldiers raised their shields, and the long swords in their hands struck the shields in an orderly manner.

Syllable!

Smack!

Bang Bang Bang!

The rhythm of a war song sounded on the city wall, and a group of more than twenty soldiers, armed with bows and crossbows, quietly appeared behind these soldiers, and in a very covert way, aimed their arrows at the basket that fell to the ground.

There was no doubt that when Qin Ran entered the basket, it was when the arrows fell.

"An undignified way to die."

"However, for an eldest son, it is enough!"

Dearder looked at Qin Ran, who was slowly approaching the hanging basket, and the picture of Qin Ran's tragic death involuntarily appeared in front of him.

Then, Deerd's eyes flickered.

Qin Ran, who was originally approaching the hanging basket, suddenly disappeared from his field of vision.

"What about people?"

Deerd was stunned.

But immediately, he saw Qin Ran again, as well as his ...... Back.

Click.

The crisp sound of the neck being broken was still echoing, and two screams followed.

"Ahhhh

"Ahhhh

Nominally, the main general and deputy general of the southern camp were kicked off the city wall by Qin Ran, and after falling heavily on the ground, the screams stopped abruptly.

People who are infected with wolf plague will undergo qualitative changes in their bodies.

Strength, speed, and physique will far surpass ordinary people.

But that doesn't mean they're immortal.

Once they exceed a certain limit, they are no different from ordinary people.

The sudden scene made the city quiet.

The soldier tapping on the shield looked at Qin Ran blankly.

The soldiers armed with bows and arrows were even more at a loss.

Isn't it time to ambush Qin Ran?

Why did the three leaders die so easily?

Subconsciously, the long sword, bow and arrow were aimed at Qin Ran, who was standing there.

Facing the bright blades and arrows, Qin Ran's face was indifferent, his eyes swept over the infected soldiers in front of him, and said word by word.

"The warrior Kenda, who once faced a group of twenty bandits alone, killed them all at the cost of serious injuries, and let the plundered caravan escape."

"Scout Ammon, when facing the slave hunter army of slave traders in the Golden City, calmly responded, not only sent back the news, but also bought enough time for the large army."

"Lieutenant Reese, the most talked-about thing about you is that you are not afraid of power, and dare to stand up for your comrades in the face of the rude rebuke of noble generals."

"And ......"

Qin Ran's voice was flat and not high-pitched, but every word fell into the ears of the soldiers present, and the soldiers whose names were called froze in place one by one, and then, looking at Qin Ran in amazement, they never thought that these things that they themselves were about to forget would be mentioned by a stranger.

"Your feats!"

"Your glory!"

"No one has forgotten!"

"It is you who have forgotten!"

"Time is terrible!"

"It makes you forget the oath you took when you joined the Burning Dawn!"

"It also makes you forget the first blood!"

"It will turn you against what you believe in your hearts!"

"But some people don't!"

"In the outpost before they came, the soldiers there would not be like this, they would stick to their positions even if they died, they fought against the bandits with their weapons, they protected the caravans with their shields, they knew what they were carrying...... Burning Dawn! ”

"In the burning flames, in the light of the dawn, San Seanda will never be dim!"

"Have you forgotten that?"

"Look at the badges on your armor and feel the tattoos on the back of your necks!"

"The sun rising in the flames!"

"It is imprinted on your necks and tells you - the burning dawn, never look down!"

The plain words slowly became sonorous and powerful, as if they hit the hearts of the soldiers around them, and they subconsciously looked at the insignia on their armor, shields, and weapons.

They subconsciously touched the tattoo on the back of their neck.

Their eyes grew confused.

"But, but the wolf plague ......"

A soldier muttered almost subconsciously.

The voice was not high, and the people around heard it, Qin Ran's eyes suddenly looked at this soldier, and the soldier immediately became nervous.

"You're Pedar, from Gravel?"

Qin Ran asked in a gentle tone.

"Yes, sir!"

The soldier immediately responded.

"I'm the sheriff of Gravel now, a poor man who gave up his family name in exchange for a slim chance in the eyes of the nobles."

"They think I'm crazy!"

"They think I'm a fool!"

"But I still did it!"

"Because I want to see the place where my ancestors fought!"

"I hope to rely on my strength and regain the glory of my ancestors!"

"Would you like to join me?"

Qin Ran raised his hands as he spoke, the flames in his left hand burned, and the white light in his right hand shone brightly.

Suddenly, it caused the exclamations of the soldiers.

"'Burn'!"

"'Dawn'!"

Exclamations came and went.

But it was the real surprise of the soldiers that really happened.

They watched as Qin Ran's body grew larger, his palms turned into claws, his mouth bulged out, and his black crow feather windbreaker turned into white fur.

An upright werewolf with fire and light in his hands appeared in front of everyone.

"You're infected with wolf plague!"

"Me too!"

"But I will not be willing to fall victim to the power struggle of the nobles!"

"I'll save myself!"

"Now, would you like to join me?"

Qin Ran, who was a werewolf, asked loudly.

After everyone looked at each other, Pedar was the first to stand up.

"Yes!"

The soldier from Gravel replied loudly.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

More people stood up, and they looked at Qin Ran, who was a werewolf and had no concealment of his true identity, and one by one relieved the infected and restless wildness in his body.

Then, half-human, half-wolf monsters appeared on the top of the city.

They threw down their weapons and surrounded Qin Ran, like a king around themselves, looking up to the sky and roaring.