With the sound of neat steps and wheels running over the ground, an army of three or four hundred men appeared before the fugitives. Oriental Reading Network %77%77%77%2e%6c%6e%77%6f%77%2e%6e%65%74They were lined up in a neat array, with sharp weapons and bright armor, clearly the elite of the Scarlet Crusaders. At the head of the procession, five ballistas were lined up, the strings of which were already tightened, and the huge arrows of arm thickness shimmered in the light of the brazier.

The fugitives were dumbfounded. The ballista is said to have been invented by the Night Elves at the earliest, generally used to defend or siege cities, and later after humans got its production process, it was greatly simplified, eliminating the complex bird's head crossbow wings and three-bladed blades, and replacing them with cross-shaped crossbow arms and straight-rod crossbow arrows. During the Orc Wars, this huge ballista once made a great impact on the battlefield, destroying many orc fortifications, which was a nightmare for the orcs. Although it is a siege weapon, when it is aimed at a living target, even the strongest plate armor cannot resist, and the armor is shattered and flesh and blood are broken wherever the huge crossbow arrows reach.

Diego was also stupid all of a sudden, not knowing what to do. Now they are in a dead land, with no way to advance or retreat, and they have completely come to the end of the road.

"Damn it, fight with them!" It was the veterans who were not afraid of death who reacted first. They picked up the guys, intending to hug each other and fight each other to the end. None of them knew better that the Scarlet Crusaders were cruel to their enemies, purging their insiders and never showing mercy, and that hanging was often the only fate for those found guilty.

But before they could charge, the neat line on the opposite side suddenly split a passage on both sides, and a tall figure walked out of the passage.

"Tyran? Fordin, my student, are you going to say goodbye to your teacher like this? He stopped between the ballista and the soldiers, shouting.

Standing in front of the fugitive was a man in his fifties, holding a staff for blessings, a neatly trimmed red beard, and a bishop's crown. This is a fanatical priest, as can be seen in his dress. He was shrouded in red—red priest's robes, red crusader robes, red crowns, red gloves, red belts, red shoulder pads, red boots—like a flaming flame that would be lit by him whenever he came closer.

"Ethan Lien?" Diego asked in a low voice to Tyran.

"Yes, Ethanlien, a cunning old fox," said Tyran, gritting his teeth, "I suspect now that this is a trap he has been planning for a long time, a trap that will kill all those who are loyal to me!" And you are nothing but his windfall! ”

With that, Tyran took a few steps forward and fearlessly faced his teacher.

"Esenlien, I'm going to get out of here and go back to my father!"

"You have disappointed me so much, Tyran, they say that where there is a father, there must be a son, and you ......are as weak as Tirio, and perhaps even weaker, and I only hope that the assassin I sent will end his sympathetic life." Ethan Leon said arrogantly, after completely tearing his face with his students, he finally didn't need to maintain the hypocrisy of a strict teacher and friend.

"You won't succeed, Ethanlien, my father is far more powerful than you think, and no one can defeat him!" Tyran said proudly, in his mind, Tirio? Fording will always be the silver hand full of glory and power.

"Your father? I'm afraid you're the last person in the world to know he's not dead, right? Maybe in his heart, you are so insignificant, not even as important as his orc pet, did he think about you and your mother when he made a betrayal of humans? I guess he didn't! Ethan Ryan said with a mocking provocation on his face, his every word made the venom of the snake more vicious and the demon more insidious.

Tyran looked disdainfully at the chattering prosecutor and reached into his pocket to hold the parchment roll that Diego had given him when they first met. It was his father's handwritten letter, and Tyran read it almost in tears, and he remembered its contents.

"Dear Tyran, when you see this scroll, it is no longer far from the moment when our father and son will meet. I don't know how painful it was to leave you and your mother, but I think life always forces people to make some difficult decisions. I'm afraid you've heard a lot of bad things about me over the years - people see what I've done as a betrayal, a betrayal of all humanity. This makes me very worried that the decision I made in the first place would make people think of you.

I don't want to defend myself here, but I want you to know what I've done for glory. Glory is an important factor in what makes us human. Tyran, everything we say and do must have more or less meaning to this world. I know it's not easy, but I hope you understand. I want you to know that I have always loved you deeply and that I have been thinking about you in my heart. Your life, your actions will be my salvation!

Child, you are my pride and my hope. Be a good person, be a hero. ”

"I'll make the right choice, Father!" Tyran looked at the southern sky and muttered to himself. He knew that his father was waiting for him over there, waiting to meet him.

A few meters behind Tyran, Diego took a few steps back unnoticed by the crowd, and with the help of the crowd, he pulled out several smoke bombs from the demon's cloth bag, three in each hand. Arton stood beside him, looking at him puzzled.

"Whisper to everyone that when I shout, everyone will get to the ground!" Diego looked at him and whispered. Arton frowned, but did as he was told, and the order was quickly passed on to everyone.

"Dezko, help me grab the tabs of these smoke bombs, hold on." Diego said to the Minotaur.

At this time, Tyran was finally fed up with the provocation and preaching of the Grand Prosecutor, he had already seen the true face of this old madman, and he didn't want to be false with him anymore.

"Enough, Ethan Lien! I'm not going to go back to being your puppet, you're going to die of this heart! ”

"I don't know if you live or die, Tyran, you've wasted your last chance to live!" Ethan Lion scolded loudly, maybe he had been pretending in front of Tyran for too long, and he couldn't suppress his desire to keep talking. "The Great Crusade Da Sohan ordered me to destroy you, but you must know that I have longed for this order for a long time, and I have long since had enough of your stupidity and naivety, enough of your hypocritical kindness, and your fragile glass heart, if it were not for your lordship, there would still be usefulness......"

Jinni. Doesn't Ma know how the villain died in words? Diego couldn't help but curse in his heart, he pulled his hands together, and quickly threw the smoke screen towards the front of the crowd.

The next moment, he parted the crowd and rushed forward, knocking Tyran to the ground.

"Get down!" Loud shouts echoed through the night sky.