Ambassador Alan Wen, who had won the game, clenched her fists tightly, her nails clasped in her flesh and turned her yellowish complexion pale, and she realized that she really underestimated the Dragonborn.

At the last banquet, the other party still had to sneak in, and even because the guards found out that they had lit a fire in the embassy to cause a riot, this behavior made her think that the Dragonborn was just a thief who was difficult to get on.

"Madam, we should withdraw, no one can catch it, I am afraid that the other party will be unfavorable to you next," the subordinate who was guarding the side advised, "We will enter the city immediately, they will not dare to do it in public." ”

Alan Wen looked at the soldiers who had already fallen half, she had mobilized almost half of the embassy's manpower, but it had no effect at all.

She is very unwilling, if she retreats like this, not only will she lose face again, but Somer's prestige in the sky will also be severely hit, and the sharp-eyed eagle will definitely not let go of this opportunity to discredit Somer.

"Find a way to kill those two sharp-eyed eagles!" Alan Wen whispered a command, and then retreated to the back of the farm under the escort of the soldiers, where several horses were tethered.

Although it is not suitable for riding a horse in a long robe, it is impossible to force any comfortable carriage at this time, and climb on the horse's back with the help of his subordinates.

"Ma'am, let's go." A Somer knight hurried forward.

Looking across the farm, Alan Wen saw an arrow hit the sharp-eyed eagle's chest, nodded in satisfaction, took the reins, and slammed his heels on either side of the horse's belly, and the war horse under him ran.

With the speed of the war horse, it only takes a few minutes for them to enter Dugu City, although it is a little humiliating, but it is better than losing their lives.

The war horse crossed the rocks on the side of the road and came to the main road, and the speed began to increase, Alan Wen glanced at the battle below again, and a sudden flash of white light made her eyes stagnate.

The next moment, Alan Wen heard the wailing of the war horse under her, and then she fell off the horse.

The snow on the ground saved her life, and although she fell to the eye, she was not too badly injured.

The knights on both sides of the guard only noticed the abnormality behind them after rushing out of a distance, and hurriedly rode back.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

Alan Wen looked at the person who was about to pull herself up, her face was very bad, and she was about to hand it out, when a unique long sword stabbed out of the knight's chest, blood dripped on her face, and her pupils contracted sharply.

"This ambassador, it's obvious that you came to invite us, so it's not good to leave like this, right?"

The knight's corpse fell to the side, Zhang Lin's figure appeared in front of Alan Wen's eyes, and another knight swung his sword and slashed over, but Zhang Lin directly held it, and the weapons were staggered for several rounds, and a piece of blood spurted from the cut throat fell on the snow.

Alan Wen propped her hands on the ground and crawled back without any image, her previous pride had lost its mark on her face, and her pale face was filled with fear of death.

"Do you know what you're doing!?" Alan Wen raised her head and looked at Zhang Lin, making her last struggle, "You can't afford the wrath from Ancestor Shenzhou!" ”

No matter how she shouted inwardly, Zhang Lin's indifference finally made her heart sink gradually.

"You killed her?" A cough sounded behind Zhang Lin.

The sharp-eyed eagle with the arrow in the chest walked over covering his wounds, and although the main targets of the Somer soldiers were Zhang Lin and Kexia, he also had many wounds left on his body, especially this arrow, which almost killed him.

"Uh, yes." Zhang Lin looked at Ambassador Somo who had a bloody stain on his neck with a strange expression, his eyes rolled as if he was dead, and after looking at him for a while, he took his gaze back.

The sharp-eyed eagle, who endured the pain in his chest, did not notice the slight twitching of Alan Wen's body.

The light fell on the sharp-eyed eagle, and his wound healed quickly, and no trace of the wound was soon visible except for the blood on his chest.

"Thank you, thank you." Glancing at Zhang Lin gratefully, the sharp-eyed eagle sighed, "If it's dead, it's dead, as long as no one finds out, we'll find a way to cover up this matter." ”

The death of Somer's ambassador in Skyrim was no small thing, and it gave Sharp-Eyed Eagle some headaches.

"You could say they were attacked by vampires." Zhang Lin thought about it and suggested to the other party.

"......" Sharp-Eyed Eagle was silent for a moment, his eyes lit up, "Yes, there have been many traces of vampires near Dugu City recently, and Somer's ambassador was attacked by vampires on his way to leave after attending the wedding banquet. ”

Seeing that the other party seemed to be quite satisfied with this excuse, Zhang Lin didn't say anything more. After a brief handling of the scene, several people set off again towards the camp of the sharp-eyed eagle on the coast.

The sky darkened, and a drizzle began to fall in the sky, and icy raindrops washed away the traces left on the ground, and lightning pierced the dark clouds, reflecting a blinding light on the stagnant water.

A figure stepped out of the woods and lifted its hood, revealing a delicate face that was slightly pale.

Gently wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth, Valerica looked at several figures who had disappeared into the distance, "Vampire attack? It's really going to shirk responsibility......"

Walking to Alainwen's "corpse", the body of the dead Ambassador Sommer moved a few times, and Valerica picked it up like a sack and walked away.

As if sensing the sight behind him, Zhang Lin glanced back, but didn't see anything.

Soon after, the firelight on the shore and the rain and fog shrouded camp appeared in the sight of Zhang Lin and his party.

In such weather, no one wants to be outside in the rain, and even if you are strong, you are susceptible to disease, and warm campfires and spirits are necessary to dispel the cold in the wild.

"This place of the hell, this terrible weather, I wish I could get back to Cellodil soon."

"Whoever says no, if you want me to say it, every day here is an ordeal." Another soldier also complained, rubbed his hands, took out the bottle that had been heated in the pot, and poured it into his mouth, "Add more firewood and make the fire hot." ”

"Give me a bite too." Throw dry wood that has not been wet by the rain into the brazier.

"Oh, shit!" The bottle fell on the fire, causing a burst of sparks, swearing and laughter.

The tent was lifted, and a cold wind poured in, and the flames in the brazier were blown a little tilted, and the people inside shivered and looked at the tent entrance.

The sharp-eyed eagle who brought Zhang Lin and Kexia to this place stood in front of the tent, "You guys are drinking again while you're on duty, what about the commander?" ”

"Master Marlowe has returned to the warship." Picking out the bottle from the fire, the soldier shrunk his nose, "Something happened to you, you look like you're still hurt." ”

"It's nothing, hurry up and prepare a ship, I brought the person Your Majesty wants to see."

"Right now, right away!"

Just as the sharp-eyed eagle turned around, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.