Liu Zheng pushed open the city gate, and Meslot's fist was clenched white by himself, and finally chose to retreat.

After an afternoon of negotiations, the remaining nobles accepted the terms offered by Fresis.

There was no way for them not to accept it, when the Iron Guard Brigade was disarmed by Liu Zheng alone.

If 100 points of strength brings pure crushing, 80 points of agility can make all enemies desperate.

A monster that wields an arm-thick iron rod and can hold a crossbow bolt with its jaw is no longer something that humans can defeat.

In the complicated expressions of the remnant nobles, Liu Zheng and his entourage left the Falling Bay and returned to Changge Port.

Let the deputy commander return to the camp with the large army, and Liu Zheng and Fresis go to the castle to meet the old duke.

"Baron Wallace, your guts are fully worthy of your strength." The old duke's face seemed to be covered with frost from the Misty Mountains.

Liu Zheng didn't reply, just lowered his head.

Anyone who has ever worked as an employee knows that when a leader is angry, the only thing you should say is to say nothing.

"Fresis, where has your composure gone? Does a single Pande's throne make you lose all your sanity? The old duke's anger diverted the target.

Frésis also wisely bowed his head, being a son and being an employee are often the same.

The old duke lost his temper for a while, and finally put out some of the anger that was made out by these two daring fellows.

"Gregory IV has been besieged in Raven City, perhaps we should send some siege equipment to the Omenwolf Wolves." The old duke said after taking a big sip of black tea.

Fresis looked at Liu Zheng, who was silent.

Gregory IV had an entire dragon knight under his command, as well as a well-armed noble knighthood, and even with Liu Zheng's strength, it was impossible to forcibly kill him.

If you want to get rid of the old royal family, you can only borrow the hand of the Omenwolf Wolf.

But if the Omenwolf is allowed to break through Raven City, the people of the city will surely be slaughtered.

Fresis didn't speak, waiting for Liu Zheng to make his own choice.

At this time, a person dressed as a traveler broke in, and was about to speak, when he saw Liu Zheng and the two stopped talking, but just signaled with his eyes.

"Say it, Wren, it's okay." The old duke said.

"Lord Duke, Gregory IV has been assassinated, the gates have been opened by spies, the army of the Omenwolf has entered the city, and the new Grand Master is leading the defenders in street battles." The traveler's report was as brief as possible, but the content was shocking.

"Who's behind this?" The old duke asked.

"Red Brotherhood." The traveler replied.

"These-stirring sticks!" Fresis slapped his chair angrily, even though it turned out in their favor, but he was still furious by the Red Brotherhood's behavior.

"Fresis, you immediately lead the Knights of the Long Song to Raven City. If Raven City falls completely, you will retreat. The old duke decisively ordered.

"Yes, father." Fresis and Liu Zheng immediately rushed to the Knights of the Long Song station.

The "Burning Flame" legion has to be repaired, the newly recruited slaves have to be trained and restored, and the three Noldor rangers have to take care of the rescued Noldor slaves, so this time Liu Zheng can only go alone.

However, the street battle is Liu Zheng's home field, and it is enough to have the Changge Knights to play support.

If Raven City has already been occupied, then there is no need to fight, go back to Changge Port directly, and wait for the old duke to gather his troops before coming.

The Knights of the Long Song were all blue-skinned armored war horses, and they marched very fast, and they arrived at Raven City at noon the next day.

Hearing the shouts of killing from inside the city from afar, Fresis breathed a sigh of relief, and it was finally not too late.

"Knights of the Long Song, charge with me." Fresis shouted.

Well, in fact, he is charging behind Liu Zheng, but after all, he is the future Grand Master.

The knights rushed into the city gate in three rows, trampling to death a few bandits of the Misty Mountain who were not long-eyed.

The high-intensity street fighting that lasted all night made both the offensive and defensive sides tired.

Coupled with the fact that Liu was opening the way in front, the Knights of Changge rushed to the front of the palace without receiving too many obstacles.

The Omenwolf personally led the Honorary Guardian to attack the palace, while the Dragon Knights and the Royal Guard fought desperately to defend it.

But obviously, as the chosen "wolf of omens", Wolfbrough is not something that ordinary knights can resist.

The Dragonknights' usual sword of the Raven Realm was far inferior to the giant moonblade axe of the Honor Guardian Regiment when defending the city.

With ease, Wolfbird swung his great axe and slashed a dragon knight with a sword in two.

The fear on Gregory V's youthful face not far away was already clearly visible.

Wolfbodder smiled evilly, and with an axe, he slashed at the Grand Master of the Dragon Knights who stood in his way, lifted Gregory V high with one hand, and then fell down heavily.

The last king of the Raven Realm was thrown to death like this, and the Raven Kingdom, which had suppressed the Misty Mountains for hundreds of years, was about to be wiped out, and these betrayers from the Misty Mountain clan paid the price they deserved.

Thinking of this, Wolfbird's face showed some unhappiness.

The original plan was that after the Second and Third Legions defeated the Changge Leader, they would attack him on both sides, but they were defeated by the "Burning Flame" legion, and only a little remnant remained.

If it weren't for the Red Brotherhood taking the initiative to contact him, Raven City might not have been able to defeat him this time.

Thinking of the huge price offered by the Red Brotherhood, even if it was the chosen one, he felt a pain in his flesh.

Don't let him touch that guy named Wallace, or he'll pull his spine out and make it into a horsewhip.

"Omenwolf Wolf!" A roar resounded throughout the palace, causing both warring sides to pause for a second.

Wolfbird looked in the direction of the sound, and a young man with a giant club was looking at him with a glittering gaze.

Even though he had never seen one, Wolfbird knew that this young man must be the guy he wanted to pull out of his spine and make a horsewhip.

"Wallace!" Wolfbird excitedly licked the blood from his mouth, abandoned Gregory V, who was protected by the guards, and rushed towards Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng jumped off his horse without showing any weakness, wielding a club and hammer to hedge against the Omenwolf Wolf.

"Bell!" There was a loud bang with the striking, and the soldiers who were close covered their ears.

The two retreated at the same time, and Liu Zheng moved his wrist imperceptibly.

"Your reputation is stronger than your strength." But Wolfbodder was keenly aware of it, and said sarcastically.

Liu Zheng smiled, "Let's wipe the footprints on your legs first, Your Excellency." ”

Worfbird looked down and saw a clear footprint on his leg, presumably kicked the moment the weapons intersected.

Worfbird shook his legs, even more excited, since he became the Chosen One, he had never met a strong man who could fight him.

He raised the giant axe given by the god Vijovis again and slashed at Liu Zheng's head.

Liu Zheng raised his stick again to block, and this time the two did not retreat, but carried out a continuous and rapid attack.

With the speed and strength of mortals, plus the fact that they were both long weapons, a gust of wind blew around the two of them, and dust enveloped them, and the onlookers could only faintly see the figures flickering and hear the sound of blades clashing.

The surrounding fighting soldiers had stopped, waiting for the duel of the strongest man in the world to end.

I don't know how long it took, the wind stopped falling, and the figures of the two finally appeared.

"Boy, your weapons won't work." Worfbird spoke.

Liu Zheng looked at the stick in his hand and shook his head helplessly.

Although it is also a well-crafted weapon, it is still too far from the artifact of the Omenwolf Wolf.

He slammed it hard, and the hammer broke in two in the middle and he held it in his hand.

Wolfbird had no intention of stopping to let him change weapons, which, in his opinion, were part of the strength themselves.

The artifact axe made a thunderous sound, like a dark cloud covering Liu Zheng's head.

He blocked the stick in his right hand, but the stick in his left hand was hidden at his waist, as if he was going to take the opportunity to fight back.

Wolfbird smiled disdainfully, his hands were not as strong as mine, and he tried to block my axe with one hand.

He doesn't care if Liu is confident or crazy, it doesn't matter to the dead anyway.

The giant axe slashed the short stick and immediately pressed down, Whether it is the army of the Misty Mountain or the Raven army, Liu Zheng will definitely be crushed in the head.

Sinking his waist and stepping sideways, dodging the first line of the giant axe, his shoulders were straight and his elbows were closed, and his body and mind were one, Liu Zhengyi's "Bear Arch Tree" not only dodged the axe cut, but also knocked the wolf of omins back again and again.

Taking advantage of the destruction of Wolfbird's center of gravity, he was unforgiving, with his feet on his crotch, and he advanced his crotch with the momentum of the collision.

With his current strength and speed, this knee was no less powerful than a battering ram.

The power of the Chosen Choice did not bless the vital parts again, and this time the chicken flew and the egg hit, so painful that Wolfbird's eyeballs were about to bulge.

Liu Zheng still didn't stop his hand, grabbed Worfbird's wrist with his right hand, so that he couldn't swing the giant axe, and wiped his left hand along his chin, and the secret hand change of the "Golden Leopard Probing Claw" directly took out the two eyeballs of the Omenwolf wolf.

I have to say that the vitality of the Chosen One is too strong, and two key points in a row have been hit hard, but Wolfbird is not dead, and even has the strength to fight back.

Liu Zheng quickly retreated, retreated out of the range of the giant axe, reached out and picked up a javelin stuck in the ground, and threw it at Wolfbird.

Even if he has not specifically practiced throwing weapons, with the dual blessing of weapon mastery skills and "martial arts wizards", this throwing gun is not something that Wofberd, who is suddenly blind, can dodge.

The javelin plunged deep into his heart, and Wolfbird fumbled to hold the javelin, pulling it out with both hands, and the strong pressure made the blood gush out instantly.

With a reluctant roar, the first Unifier of the Misty Mountains, the Wolf of Omens, and the Chosen Chosen of the God of Vijovis, Wolfbird, fell.