After Kesi was put down from Fed's arms, she wanted to say something of thanks to the other party, but she looked at Fed, who was frowning, and followed Fett's eyes. Fide was looking at Andre, and Andre's skin was dark black all over his body.

Fidel immediately walked past the mercenaries and walked towards Andre's side, followed by Bisluvis and Koss.

Next to André sat Carrie, who had just washed and changed a towel and wiped the sweat from Andrei's face.

"Big brother, are you here, Captain, he's dying," Carrie's tone changed from surprise to sadness, and she glanced at Fed, then back at Andre.

Feder looked at Andre who was lying there. The originally high-spirited blonde young man now has a dark black skin, and even his lips are purple and purple. His eyes were closed, and he was sweating all over his body, and the sweat gave off a foul smell.

"In fact, Andrei was only hit by a poisoned arrow. Bisluvis lifted the blanket that covered Andrei, and the regimental commander's shirt had been removed, revealing his blackened upper body. Fidel spotted a very thin spike piercing Andre's abdomen, a burst spike shot from the enchanted ebony bow "Libra" in Alain's hand.

Carrie said, "None of us dared touch his wounds, none of us knew how to heal, if Dr. George was here," her voice turned into a cry, after all, this was the second time that this situation had happened to her. The last time Avi was injured, Carrie also realized the importance of doctors, after all, it is much more difficult to save a person than to kill a person.

Kesi was silent, her little happy mood was gone. Although Andre was a frivolous and prodigal guy in her mind, he was the leader of the Moon Shield Mercenary Regiment after all, and his own regiment leader was also very sad when he suffered such a serious poison. She gently nudged Fidel's arm and said, "I don't want to look at him like this, you have to figure it out"

Fidel didn't reply, he quietly looked at Andre who was blackened, knowing that he couldn't do anything. Fidel's mind flashed to the sinister face of Archon Manle in the tavern, and then to Squadron Leader Alain, who had just seen the smile on his face for the first time, all of this was premeditated, they were just waiting for this opportunity. And although it is not an accident to kill Andrei this time, as long as Alan kills all the people who support Andrei, then the death of this mercenary captain who penetrates into the territory of the Kingdom of Kosai is up to Alain and Julian to explain as they want.

Andre, who was lying there, slowly opened his eyes, and after he saw Feide, he tried to raise the corners of his mouth, and showed a little ambiguous smile, "You guy, you are still here"

Feder asked Carrie to put the blanket over Andre, and he looked at André and replied, "Yes, I already know about Alain's betrayal of you, and he wants to kill us all." ”

André tried to maintain his slightly misshapen smile, but that body didn't allow him to do so. I only heard him say with the rest of his strength: "I really didn't think it was him, but it's not him in my mind now" He coughed twice, and some blood spit out of his internal organs got on the blanket, "It's Russell"

Fidel shook his head, "At this time, are you still thinking about revenge?"

Bisluvis also stood aside, and he said, "You kid, sure enough, you still hold a grudge against Russell. Don't worry, if you do die, I'll find him myself. The Sword and Shield Squadron Leader didn't have any confidence when he said this, after all, it was so difficult for him to escape from here now that he was in a Jedi.

Andrei glanced at Bisluvis gratefully, then closed his eyes again. He was still breathing, but his death was not far off.

"There's no way, we can only look at Andre like this" Bisluvis turned and looked at the mercenaries in the lord's hall, "instead of being sad here, let's think about how to deal with Alain's guy!" In front of him, hundreds of wounded mercenaries were huddled together, either with gloomy expressions and lost fighting spirit, or with multiple injuries on their bodies, screaming and wailing, in short, none of them seemed to be a fighting force for a counterattack.

Fide also turned around, although Andre is not his relative, but this blonde head is the same age as himself, and he has always trusted and promoted himself, so he is not thin on himself. He couldn't bear to see him being poisoned like this, but this is the chaotic order of this mercenary era, and he will do whatever it takes for his own interests. It's just that Alain shot a poisoned arrow at Andre first in the chaos, and if Andre was asked to find out the traitor who betrayed him in the mercenary group first, he would also kill the other party, right?

A mercenary came running from outside the lord's hall and knelt down on one knee in front of Bithluvis, "Report Captain, after counting, we have less than a hundred and fifty sword and shield mercenaries left," he continued after glancing at Fidel, "and there are only more than two hundred left." ”

Feder felt a little surprised, he didn't expect that his squadron of eight hundred men would be left with only a quarter left after such a journey, such losses were too heavy, and the archers under Alan were really well-trained.

Bisluvis nodded, he turned to look at Fid and said, "You've also heard that there are only a few of us left. Although Bithluvis was not old, there was only helplessness and sorrow on his face, and the hesitation of setting out from Desha Castle was gone.

After the mercenaries of the Sword and Shield Squadron entered the inner city, more than eighty percent of the mercenaries either surrendered or died in battle, and the rest were only the end of the crossbows, and they were still breathing. In addition, the more than 200 mercenaries with two-handed swords who had just been "baptized" by the rain of arrows could only resist for a while longer. After all, Alain had completely controlled the entire Pool Castle, and his men commanded both his archers and Julian's spearmen with an army of nearly a thousand people, and it was like hitting a stone with an egg to defeat such a remnant.

At this moment, the three mercenaries of the two-handed sword squadron stood up together and ran towards the outside of the lord's hall, as if some treasure was attracting them. Fide and Bisluvis hurried to the door of the hall.

The three men dropped their weapons and shields and ran in the direction of the inner city walls. As they ran, they shouted, "We surrender!"

But no sooner had their voices reached the lord's hall than the archers on the walls fired dozens of arrows at them. As soon as the three men saw each other shoot arrows, they immediately turned around, but it was too late. They were shot by those arrows and fell like hedgehogs in pools of blood.

Bisluvis immediately turned to his men in the hall and yelled, "You see! Don't think about surrendering! That guy Alain won't let anyone live out!"

The mercenaries sitting in the hall all had very subtle expressions.

Feder looked at the three deserters who still wanted to run this way at the last moment, and he realized that Squadron Leader Alan had completely controlled the situation, and the few hundred people left in the inner city had no way out.

Another mercenary with a message ran in from outside the hall of the lord and reported to Bisluvis: "The archers and spearmen outside seem to be starting to become less dense, they should be cooking and eating." ”

It was only then that Fide looked at the sky outside, it was getting late, and the smoke he could see did prove that Alain's troops were cooking.

Bisluvis saw the mercenary touching his stomach, knowing that his men had not eaten all day, and were now sleepy and hungry.

"If we take advantage of the fact that after nightfall and the other party relaxes a little, there may be a chance of survival. Fidel said next to Bithluvis.

"Yes, this is the only chance!" Bisluvis looked at the mercenary beside him, he knew that even if these people survived the night, they might not be able to see the sun tomorrow. After all, the other party has sufficient reserves, and it is condescending, it is only a matter of time before they are dealt with, even if they use archers to suppress them inch by inch to the lord's hall, their own subordinates will have no power to fight back.

Brothers Fidd, Bizluvis, and Marcus discuss the night's raid on the upper floors of this inner city castle. And when Fed stood in the room of the owner of this castle, Baron Gotan, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten about this Viscount Monta and Baron Gotan.

They planned to lead each of the four of them to 80 mercenaries who could still fight in the early hours of the morning to attack in four directions, with the primary goal of taking the inner city walls first. If things go well, the last elite led by the brothers Fid and Marcus will find Alain's camp and capture or kill them, only then can they break down the other party's encirclement.

After Fid came down from the upper level, he heard a mercenary say that there was a basement level here, so he went down to take a look. When he returned from the lower levels, he found that Kesi and Carrie were taking care of Andre, but Andre still had his eyes closed, and the only positive news was that his sweating had improved somewhat, and now he had to rely on his own willpower, and no one could help him.

When Viscount Monta and Baron Gotan, whose hands were tied and left in a corner, were whispering, Fide had already walked over.

"Are you the master here?" said Fidel, looking at Godtan, who was cowering in the corner, dressed only in his ordinary red aristocratic clothes.

"That's right, you vulture invaders, you actually killed each other, hahaha, you really deserve it!" he said with a smile, without a trace of fear on his face.

And Viscount Monta just glanced at Fed, then turned his head away, unwilling to speak.

"I found a door in the lower level of this castle, where does that entrance lead?"

At this time, the Viscount Monta immediately turned to look at Gotán and said, "There are other exits?!"

Baron Gotán smiled contemptuously and said, "Hmph, I am the only one who has the key to that iron door, and I will definitely not give it to you," he did not care at all that he was still a prisoner, "besides, there is only a basement with no exit, which is used to store things, and you thieves will die here with me!"

When Viscount Monta heard this, he lowered his head again in frustration. And Fidel also confirmed one thing - unless they have wings, the only way to go is to deal with Alain.