"Shaga, the son of Dof, yes, I kind of want to pee."

……

The words broke the silence around them, and people subconsciously looked at the big man standing beside the short man, and the shock that remained in their hearts did not make them feel that there was anything wrong with these words, but rather empathy.

At this moment, everyone looked at each other with fear in their eyes, opened their mouths to speak, but did not know what to say.

After a while, someone spoke, and the voice was as small as a moan, "Did the dark wizard put a curse on us?" ”

……

"The sons of Vahn don't want to be dried corpses."

……

"Rum, the son of Rum, does not want to, and Rum, the son of Rum, has not lived enough."

……

The sound went from faint to normal to noisy, and as far as the eye could see, every guard, including those trained by the Lannisters themselves, was talking to others with a frightened expression, and all kinds of speculations and suspicions were raised one after another.

Tyrion, who had been feeling the same way, quickly sobered up, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately ordered the news to be blocked so that the rumors could not reach the city.

However, the barbarians on the walls were not so disciplined.

So in the afternoon of the same day, the news was known to all the barbarians.

The northerners have hired a powerful wizard to curse outside the city, and those who are tricked will be sucked dry!

The witnesses recounted what they had seen and heard with the others, their expressions full of fear and their voices were rapid, as if they wanted to dispel their inner fears through this kind of narration.

By the evening of the same day, the news had already spread to everyone in the city.

"The Dark Wizard has put a curse on Luanhe City, which will soon be swallowed up by the waters of the Sancha River!"

"The dark wizard has cursed Luanhe City, and everyone in the city will be devoured by witchcraft and turned into dried corpses!"

"Dark Wizard vs. Luanhe City......"

The power of the rumor is huge, although it was originally terrifying, but it was not a grand scene was spread by people like this, and it quickly turned into a dark wizard devouring the lives of dozens, hundreds, and even thousands of people, and unleashed terrifying black magic outside Luanhe City, and his huge magic power was like a dark cloud covering the top, ready to destroy the entire Luanhe City, and destroy the Lannister family's short reign here!

The power of the Freys, lurking in the shadows, was agitated by this, and they began to make a big noise that the Lannisters had offended the wizard, which led to such a catastrophe that the Lannisters had to be driven out if they wanted to alleviate the disaster.

A few people agreed with them, but the majority ignored them, mainly because the barbarians in the city were so arrogant that they would only suffer greater retribution if they resisted.

But even so, as soon as it spread, the atmosphere in the city became tense unconsciously, and the usual chaotic law and order inexplicably became much better, and a large number of people hid in their homes, for fear of being cursed by the dark wizard and then being sucked dry, and during the night curfew, there was no one in sight on the entire street.

Even the dark clouds drifting through the sky are considered by many to be a precursor to the imminent outbreak of the curse, and the cowards are so frightened that they cry out one by one.

For a day, the people of Luanhe City were panicked.

……

The next day, the young man in the black cloak rode out of the barracks again, surrounded by a group of soldiers, and came to the edge of Luanhe City without hurrying.

Tyrion was reminded by the cry and realized this, so he hurriedly grabbed the black-haired mercenary beside him and said hurriedly, "Go, find the archer to shoot him!" ”

"A bow and arrow can't shoot that far." The mercenary said in a low voice: "The projectile is not accurate, and you look at the steel shield, people have long been on guard against this." ”

"Where's the trebuchet!? You can't shoot with a bow and arrow, you won't use this? Stone him to death! ”

"If there's a trebuchet, I think I will." The mercenary said helplessly: "Luanhe City only has a bed crossbow, no trebuchet. ”

"Then use the bed crossbow!"

"The bed crossbow doesn't necessarily penetrate the steel shield, and the bed crossbow has been destroyed."

"Ruined? Who ruined it!? ”

"Your natives, they were destroyed when they first came in, saying that this thing killed too many of them, and it wasn't a good thing."

“……”

Lifting the corner of the mercenary's coat, Tyrion's face was embarrassed, and he looked at the group of people who were slowly approaching, anxious and helpless - he had already guessed what would happen next.

"If I send someone out to attack now, what do you think are the odds that we'll kill him?"

He asked in a low voice.

"If there are people around who can listen to you." Pointing to the many barbarians on the city wall, the mercenary snorted, "Look at how scared they are one by one." ”

Glancing around, the short man's heart sank to the valley, but he wasn't prepared to just do it, "Maybe I should try." ”

As he spoke, he straightened his chest and walked towards the barbarian commander not far away, but after a while, he returned in frustration.

……

The surrounding barbarian guards were not as many as he thought, and when they found the black figure, they quickly made an uproar.

It didn't take long for the news of the dark wizard's reappearance to spread through the barbarian guards.

Most of the barbarians who had not witnessed yesterday's situation did not quite believe what their companions said, or did not empathize with them, so they were guided by curiosity, and despite Tyrion's strict prohibitions, they unconsciously gathered here, staring at the young man who looked rather "thin" with wide eyes, half fear, half curiosity.

Well, they didn't have the same disdain for the little white face outside the city as one of their leaders had at the beginning.

So under the nervous gaze of many eyes, the white and blood-stained dry bones struggled out of more than a dozen corpses one after another, and then with the torn rag-like shells, they were pushed down the river again and again by many soldiers, and the dry bones mixed with intestines, feces and urine, yellow and green organs, and even the frosty gray and white brains fell into the river together, and disappeared with the rapid flow of the Sancha River.

"Is the Dark Wizard going to infiltrate the city with his boneless warriors to kill people?"

Someone muttered beside him, and Tyrion turned his head to see that it was the big man Shaga again, and he didn't know when he came to him.

At this time, this guy was staring intently at a human organ faintly visible with the ripples of the water under the river, and his eyes unconsciously followed the organ to move, moving, and finally his eyes moved to the moat under his feet.

"Don't be afraid, use my method to keep you safe and sound." Tyrion reassured helplessly, gesturing to his red-dyed clothes as he spoke.

"The son of Dove won't bathe in that filthy thing!" The big man snorted a few times at him, glanced at the outside of the city with affection, and left here with a little shaky footsteps.

On Tyrion's other side, a young warrior with brown hair and black eyes subconsciously touched one of his blind eyes and stared at the group of people outside the city, a flash of fear on his face.

Tyrion hadn't noticed the strange mood of the young clan leader who should have been cold and strong, but he could guess with his ass that today's events would spread the same way they did yesterday, no, even faster than yesterday throughout the city!

This made him both annoyed and helpless, annoyed that the people in this group of clans were too disobedient, had no sense of superiority and superiority, and did their own things by themselves, ignoring his control at all.

And helplessly, there are many figures outside the city who are slowly leaving, and the black-robed backs that are clustered in the center.

Wisdom, strategy, power, although he is a dwarf, but these things he has have made him invincible in the past. However, now, in front of this inexplicable terrifying wizard, he is as fragile and vulnerable as a glass candle.

"The rules of the game have changed?"

He muttered, worried, and left the noisy walls.

Sure enough, at noon that day, the news that the cruel dark wizard infiltrated Luanhe City with an evil undead warrior and slaughtered it spread rapidly like a dye falling into a water tank, and everyone in the streets and alleys was talking about it.

Even with the emergence of this rumor, there were really many people from the Gaoshan clan in the city who died inexplicably, and most of the deaths were extremely miserable, being crushed, beheaded, disemboweled, heartbroken, and ......

The chaos in Luanhe City inevitably intensified.

……

Early in the morning of the third day, the short men habitually walked towards the city walls, and in the streets, groups of scruffy but athletic clansmen converged in that direction, and Tyrion could do nothing about it.

Punishment, inducement, strong orders, and reasoning with clan leaders...... No matter how he tried, in the face of the real witchcraft that happened, he couldn't stop the people in the clan from going forward to watch.

Even, when he was negotiating with many clan leaders last night, he just spoke in a harsh tone, and he was scolded by them for a long time.

This made Tyrion angry and aggrieved, and even a little unsure of what to say - "Are you Lannisters or Dark Wizards?" Calming down is good for everyone......"

He had a point, but the Takayama clan didn't intend to pay attention to him. Instead, he talked about the dark wizard's witchcraft and curses, his expression was full of timidity, and he even held a meeting in his home camp to speak, and he looked nervous when he mentioned him, and Tyrion's little heart continued to sink.

"Just like this, if the enemy hits ......"

The short man pondered the question passively, absentmindedly hurrying on his way, and as he was about to reach the entrance to the wall, his musings were interrupted by a noise, and he turned his head to see the two barbarians on the side of the street wrestling wildly.

"Darth the son of Cassel is going to blow your head off, you stupid Milk Snake Man!"

"Before that, the Son of Sara will kick your eggs to pieces, you stinky, soon-to-be-run howler!"

“……”

The Howling Mountain Department and the Milk Snake Department have begun to fight again, probably due to the tense atmosphere in the city in the past two days, they seem to be extremely angry, whether it is the clan leader or the ordinary barbarians.

The Howling Mountain Clan is at odds with the Milk Snake Clan, the Painting Dog Clan and the Kiriko Clan have a deep hatred, and the Treeman Clan is full of filth with the Red Smith Clan......

Tyrion used to be happy to see these clans clashing because it would make it easier for him to manage, but now this situation only brings him despair.

The enemy hasn't seen anything yet, but his own house has begun to fight in the nest, how can this be played?

Worried, he stepped on the city wall on his short legs, and as far as the eye could see, the wizard had arrived on the edge of the gray earth shrouded in the morning mist.

He had thought of quickly sending soldiers out of the city to kill the Dark Wizard when he was approaching, but unfortunately, let alone this group of barbarians of the Alpine Clan, even the Lannister soldiers selected from their own army were quite resistant to such an order, for fear that they would be sucked into dry corpses after approaching the Dark Wizard, or he would be turned into a skeleton.

Tyrion was annoyed by this, but faintly felt the same way.

This thing is indeed risky, who knows if this damn wizard will swallow more than 100 people at once, although he thinks that this wizard has come here for three days in a row, it is very likely to be a bluff, but he does not dare to pack a ticket for himself.

Even, if he didn't kill the dark wizard, he sent him a group of bone warriors......

So even though the coercive order allowed the soldiers who were supposed to belong to the Lannisters to go out of the city, he didn't make the decision in the end.

If he lost more than 100 people, he really couldn't have any control over the city.

Besides, people came on horseback, and if they really want to go out of the city to raid, they may not be able to catch up.

……

The scene on the third day was the same as on the first day, but the dark wizard did not stop after the "sacrifice" again, but poured a bucket of colorful liquid into the river, and the brilliant colors appeared on the surface of the river, and in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by the raging river again, and quietly attacked the moat.

Combined with the terrible and cruel "sacrifice" he just had, this act was full of weirdness and gloomy atmosphere.

The people of the clan who had been watching on the city wall for a long time finally couldn't help it, and in the midst of the noise, their emotions completely exploded.

But with the Charles, and even with Luce. Bolton imagined that they were not intimidated, but rather determined in some way.

"The stone house of the Seven Kingdoms is not comfortable, and Sarah, the son of Sarah, is going home!"

"The son of Kuru thinks the same way, the stone house is too smelly, and there are many fools, not as good as the mountain."

"Take Gunn, son of Gondo, and let's do it together."

"There are too many things in this stone town to take, so let's just burn it with a fire."

"Tim's son thinks it's a good idea."

“……”

The scene was chaotic, and the idea of leaving quickly spread as the group returned to the larger group.

Some barbarians began to light torches all over the city, ignoring the shouts and reprimands of Tyrion and his officers, but instead scolded after being reprimanded, and even began to push the Lannister soldiers who were in charge of them—

The Lannisters had promised to give the city to the Alpine clans, so they thought that this place was their own, and now that they were about to leave, it was certainly impossible for their own things to be cheap for "outsiders".

"Shaga, the son of Dof, is also going back to the Bright Moon Mountains,"

Just when Tyrion was busy with this but at a loss, the big man Shaga came to him, he touched his head and said honestly: "Tyrion son of Tywin, you can go to me after the battle, let's feed the goats together, by the way, I really can't take the goats you gave me, remember to send them to me when you have time, I prefer the ewe with gray hooves and hair, you have to take special care of it so as not to make it sick." ”

I take care of you shit.

The little devil tried his best to hold on to the curse in his heart, but he could not stop the departure of his allies, so under his desperate gaze, the big man with whom he had the best friendship was also like his kind, carrying a large package and leading a strong horse full of treasures, leading his own stone crow tribesmen, and leaving the city that they had ravaged through the exit of the South Castle on the other side of the river.

That demeanor and demeanor seemed to have finally left this hell on earth and was about to go to heaven.

No one dared to stop them, because it turned out that this group of clansmen was arrogant and unreasonable, and they didn't care if you were on a united front with them, as long as you dared to provoke them, they would dare to raise their fists and beat people to death, both men and women.

The closest Stone Crow Department has left, and the rest of nature will not stay any longer, the Burning Man Department, the Red Craftsman Department, the Howling Mountain Department, and even the Black Ear Department, all the barbarians will carry large and small packages to the outside of Nancheng City, where they will choose a route to return to the lair of the Bright Moon Mountain Range.

So in the end, in addition to the Lannister family's only more than 100 and less than 200 soldiers, this military powerhouse, which has been laid down for less than half a month with vicious strategies, is about to enter the abyss of loss!

The remnants of the Frey family, who were constantly watching the situation in the city, began to stir, and chaos erupted. The Lannister soldiers tried their best to suppress it, but they couldn't stop the growing chaos in the city.

In the middle of the night of the same day, sensing the weakness of Luanhe City at this time, the northern army officially began to attack, and after losing only less than ten fingers of soldiers, it successfully occupied the military stronghold of Luanhe City.

The difficulties that have plagued them for half a month have been solved so easily?

Everyone was stunned by this.