"Kill these traitors and invaders!"

Seeing that the traitors were defeated by the troops of the Tibetan Soldier City that suddenly appeared, the original guards of Mondona also plucked up their courage and launched a new attack on the enemy in front of them. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Although there is a big gap between the strength of them and the kingdom's troops, their attack also blocked the kingdom's retreat, and the barbarian warriors led the newly summoned barbarian fighters and regular troops to launch a frenzied charge, even the kingdom's elite troops could not support it under this rapid offensive.

The Barbarian Warrior was so tall and muscular that even the strongest warrior of the Kingdom Army looked like a thin child in front of him. And their combat skills are even more exquisite, even those captains and senior fighters are far less experienced. And in the face of the blockade-like encirclement formation of the regular army and the hundreds of brave and fearless barbarian elites, these soldiers of the Fourth Legion, who are good at hiding and raiding, are even more powerless to fight back. In less than an hour, the main part of the city had been cleared, and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of beer and blood, and Mondona's guards covered their noses and held torches as little as they could to see the disgusting scene. The troops of the Tibetan Soldier City who suddenly appeared completely ignored this, and the yellow-haired men stepped on the corpses on the ground to advance, while the regular troops behind carefully searched for the remaining living mouths.

The remnants of the kingdom saw Syracux's escape, and saw the menacing barbarian army rushing towards them. They knew that there was no point in continuing to resist, so they simply dropped their weapons, secretly hid or sneaked into the back doors of nearby homes or shops, disguised as mercenaries or homeless people to escape from the other party.

However, the kingdom's hidden troops can hide, and those who rebel with Milon Pobot have nowhere to hide. They were originally Mondona, and their families were all in Mondona, and now the troops in the city and the troops of the Tibetan Soldier City were eyeing them, and there was nowhere to escape from them, and the hiding would be found out immediately.

Although Milon. * Pobot's strength is okay, and there are some troops who have always supported him, but at this time, if he, the leader, does not want to do anything, I am afraid that the troops that are constantly pursued by the barbarians will collapse immediately, and it is estimated that many people will capture him and surrender at that time, and he will definitely die at that time!

"Chief, let's surrender!"

"My lord, it's too late if you don't surrender!"

"The other party is too strong, we are about to lose our support......"

Miron Pobot looked at the constant shouts of surrender, but his heart was very bad.

"Nonsense, if I could have surrendered, I would have surrendered a long time ago! You can live if you surrender, but I have to die! Milon cursed in his heart, dealing with the defeated troops, while constantly thinking of ways in his brain. After all these years as an official in the city, Milon was hypocritical but not a straw bag, and his treachery and disguise even made him Carterus's right-hand man against his political opponents.

Soon, Milon Pobot came up with a solution, and he decided to withdraw to the consul's residence and take Carthus hostage to save his life. He didn't know that Carthus had been rescued now, but he was right. He thinks that no matter how strong the Tibetan Soldier City is, but this incident is an internal incident in Subic after all, it is the strong man of the kingdom who wants to kill him, and he himself and the Oriental man have no holidays, as long as he forces Carter to make an agreement with him and leave Mondona safely with his family, the Tibetan Soldier City will not care.

Thinking of this, Milon immediately raised his sword and shouted to his troops:

"To surrender now is to be slaughtered by others, and they will not let us go. We should go to the Archon's Mansion and ask the Archon to forgive us of our innocence! ”

Although Milon's words were very problematic, they were very applicable to the current situation of the soldiers who feared death and guilt, so they also shouted the slogan "Go to the Archon of Carthus, pardon us", and rushed towards the direction of the residence.

The Archon's Mansion had been under the control of the Kingdom's infiltrators since three days earlier, and the area was the first to be occupied by them at the beginning of the battle. Milon roughly calculated, the troops of the Tibetan Soldier City should not have arrived there yet, at most they were only fighting with the guards on the periphery.

Milon Pobot was right, and while they were trying their best to make their way to the palace from the rushing Mondona city guards, four barbarian warriors and a small squad of regular troops were fighting the kingdom's warriors hidden as merchants and travelers in the streets outside. Milon seized the opportunity, although the combined strength of the four barbarian warriors could fight against a low-level battle master, but the kingdom also had a lot of hidden troops, and they had no time to take care of their troops now.

"Rush in!"

Led by Milon, the rebellious Mondona forces stormed through the streets, broke open the gates, and stormed into the three-story consul's residence. They slammed open the door, not noticing that something was wrong with the guards around them. Milon rushed up to the third floor in one go, walked directly to the door, and pushed him away. And in front of him, the supreme leader of Mondona, at this time, was sitting on the edge of the bed in his formal clothes, his eyes fixed on him.

Miron frowned, took a deep breath, and stepped forward with the high-ranking warriors that the two kingdoms had temporarily lent him.

"Your Excellency, I think we need to discuss—" Just as Milon was in the middle of speaking, a figure suddenly fell from the roof of the house and landed directly beside him.

"Phew! Touch! ”

Milon was stunned for a moment, and the two high-ranking warriors were both knocked out at this moment, and a yellow-bearded knight with full aura stood in front of him, slashing his sword across his neck.

"What are you discussing?" Carthus stood up and said with a blank face.

"I—" Milon had a few drops of sweat on his face, he could already hear the voices outside, he heard the roar of the barbarians as they rushed out of hiding, and he heard the voices of his troops begging for mercy and surrendering in the midst of this sudden attack, and he knew that he had failed, utterly defeated.

"Your Excellency, I—" Milon Pobot looked at the Archon in front of him, his voice trembling.

"I don't want to know why you betrayed me, betrayed Mondona, Milon." Carter glanced at him and walked over to him.

"But I'll tell you the price you're going to pay for it!" After Carter finished speaking, he drew the saber that the knight gave him and stabbed it into the chest of Miron Pobot.

Miron Pobott's eyes widened, blood flowed from his mouth, and finally he fell down reluctantly.

"Let's go, Your Excellency." Carter returned the sword to the knight and wiped the blood from his hands.

"Let's go meet your Lord Li."