The rebellion of the hero Compot has cast a shadow over Whitehorse City again, and the people of the whole city are a little desperate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even the heroes have given up, who else will be able to protect them?

Moore shook off Compot's body with a look of disgust.

This guy is dead, let's die, disgustingly left the last few words, with sinister intentions.

It's a pity that he committed suicide......

The traitors in White Horse City have been eliminated, the general situation has been decided, and Yang Ming has been summoned by the White Horse City Lord.

Seeing the White Horse City Lord again, his complexion became more and more ugly, and he kept coughing up blood.

The last time a thunderstorm roared to wipe out a hundred all-round knights, at that time, the blood of the White Horse City Lord was red with a little purple, but now, it is all purple.

This is a symptom of a terminal illness.

Such a powerful White Horse City Lord, a quasi-legendary realm, is only half a step away from entering the ranks of legends, who can poison him?

"Well done." Even if the poisoning was serious, he still sat upright to meet Yang Ming, and the word of the meeting was to praise Yang Ming.

"Ahem." But as soon as he finished speaking, he coughed again.

"Lord of the city?" Yang Ming was a little worried, the White Horse City Lord was the hope of the entire White Horse City, if he fell, it would be difficult for the rest of the people to block the attack of the Star Moon Kingdom, because in the army of the Star Moon Kingdom, there were also strong people who could be compared to the White Horse City Lord.

"It's fine." The White Horse City Lord waved his hand, indicating that he didn't have to care, but it was difficult for people not to care about his condition.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

With every word, the White Horse City Lord would cough violently.

"City Lord, let's make a long story short, you need to rest." An old man in a milky white mage robe appeared and comforted.

From his body, Yang Ming felt the breath of the gods.

It's a really annoying feeling.

The old man used the Holy Light Technique to heal the White Horse City Lord, so that the White Horse City Lord's injuries were slightly better.

"Excuse me, Bishop Kagard." The White Horse City Lord thanked him and looked at Yang Ming again.

"Let's do it, my time is running out, maybe, I only have the possibility of a final battle."

"Whether you can keep White Horse City or not depends on you."

"Although I don't know why you rushed into Whitehorse City despite the danger, it seems that from your deeds, there is no need for you to rush in at all."

"But what you've done, you've proven yourself."

"If you're a spy, then the whole of White Horse City is a spy."

System Prompt:

Antonio, the lord of Whitehorse, has given you the position of deputy lord of the city, do you accept it?

The deputy city lord is actually similar to the city lord, he can recruit alchemy warriors in the city, he can also command and adjust and assign them, and he can even relieve the heroes of their duties, and his power is very great.

Within a city, it can be said that one person is under ten thousand people.

Of course, the only difference is probably that the city lord can remove the deputy city lord from his position, while the deputy city lord cannot.

White Horse City does not have a deputy city lord, but now, the White Horse City Lord wants Yang Ming to be the deputy city lord of White Horse City.

Yang Ming didn't wait to accept it, and asked rhetorically, "Why me?" ”

"Because it's only you." The White Horse City Lord stood up suddenly, at this time, he was not sick, he was majestic, mighty and not offensive, his eyes were like cold electricity, and he looked directly at Yang Ming's gaze.

Yang Ming's heart shook.

No matter how much he hurts, he is still the same him.

Antonio, Lord of Whitehorse!

……

"City Lord......" Maxi wanted to stop.

The White Horse City Lord asked everyone to retreat, and his mind was decided.

Bishop Kaga began to see off the guests, and Maxi came out with Yang Ming.

"Alas, the poison in the city lord is too deep." Maxi sighed.

"How did the city lord get poisoned?" Yang Ming asked curiously.

Ordinary poison will definitely not be able to poison the White Horse City Lord, how can the White Horse City Lord, who is about to break away from the mortal body and enter the transcendent holy realm, be poisoned?

"It's an inner ghost." Maxi said: "It's just that he's so mysterious that no one knows exactly when he did it." ”

"Perhaps, even the people of the group of white horse magnates you killed last night may not be anyone."

"Really?" Yang Ming nodded noncommittally and left directly.

Now that he has become the deputy lord of White Horse City, he must work for the welfare of the citizens of White Horse City.

First, Yang Ming took Moore and others to lead the army and began the journey of raiding the family and exterminating the clan.

The first stop is Comport's house, and the food scavenged from his house is enough for the people and soldiers of White Horse City, and the alchemist warriors to eat for three days.

Of course, Comport's wife and children are not happy, but it is a pity that as a traitor's relative, there is no good end.

No matter what the world is, the most unbearable thing is betrayal.

Without waiting for Yang Ming's order, a soldier had already stepped forward and dragged them away.

They are the people named by the Lord of White Horse Castle.

In addition to Comport's family, there are other families of powerful people who have taken advantage of the Whitehorse Lord's critical illness to put him under house arrest.

The end of a traitor is a grave crime of raiding the family and exterminating the clan.

It's ridiculous that they still want to open the city gate and surrender to welcome the Xingyue army into the city.

Life is really full of all kinds of bizarre.

The army was dispatched, swept through the past one by one, and finally obtained countless gold and silver treasures, as for the most precious food, it was able to make White Horse City last for another three months.

If they had brought out the food earlier, the citizens of White Horse City would not have been so desperate, and countless innocent children and old people would not have died, but their selfishness and selfishness had long since lost their humanity.

The food was quickly distributed, and the citizens of White Horse wept gratefully one by one, and even the mother, who had been sponsored by Yang Ming's food, knelt down with her child in her arms.

Under her leadership, more and more people knelt down and chanted the words "Augustine".

Yang Ming, who has the memory of modern people, really finds it difficult to accept the scene in front of him.

But how can one man pull up a city full of people?

The citizens of Whitehorse may be weak, ignorant, and even blinded, but they know who is good for them.

This is also why they once came to the City Lord's Mansion spontaneously, wanting to give justice to the Lord of White Horse City for "Augustine".

Now, they have no other way to express their gratitude than to bow down and chant the words "Augustine."

A ray of hope gradually coalesced from the citizens of White Horse City.

With enough food to keep them going.

After a hundred years of life, isn't what you want to eat in your mouth?

"Augustine, Augustine, Augustine."

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted the same person's name at the same time, and the shouts resounded through the sky and were transmitted directly to the outside.

More and more people are cheering, screaming, and chanting Yang Ming's name.

In the tent of the commander of the army of the Star and Moon Kingdom.

There is the boss of the horse, there is the Modia, there is the dwarf hero little man, the dwarf's injury is almost better, this guy is not good at the opportunity, the injury is not very serious, and there are other heroes in total.

It was as if they were discussing a plan to capture Whitehorse Castle.

But they were awakened by an earth-shattering shout.

Coach Xingyue pushed open the curtain and walked out, looking in the direction of White Horse City in the distance, his expression gloomy and uncertain.

"Motima, do you remember how you became a hero?" He asked as he turned to the Motima who had just come out.

"Yes." Motima's voice was tinged with excitement, anticipation.

"The whole city is chanting the same person's name, and this is the second time I've seen the dwarf." The little man looked envious with emotion on his face.