Sherlock's soldiers immediately climbed the walls, one or two...... By the time the defenders regathered a wave of soldiers and attacked with the strong, Luo Ming already had nearly twenty soldiers by his side, and a knight in plate armor and his servants were also here.

Of course, with so many people coming up, Grant was supposed to be there - she didn't even need a ladder, as long as no one interfered, she could climb the wall at this height on her own.

Now that she's gone, she's actually gone to fetch Luo Ming's flag.

Of course, although Luo Ming's family crest has been made up with Aya, it is not something that can be printed on the flag in a day.

So Luo Ming took a simple method for the time being—on a piece of pure red cloth, he used white paint to make a cross—or the shape of a long sword—and use it as his own banner for the time being.

This is not simply an X-a flag planted in the city, not only to shock and stimulate the enemy, a strong incentive to oneself, but also to fight for one's own capital, such as prestige and fame.

The blood-red banner did make the soldiers on his side shout, while the other side either gritted their teeth or hung their heads.

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Half a day ago.

Breathless, Charion spoke first: "What did that guy show you?"

Although he had expected such a question, and secretly admired the other party's conspiracy, when he heard this question, Xia Lando was still a little disappointed.

He wasn't really a fool and a philistine, otherwise he wouldn't have learned dwarven language, and he just made a deal with Lomin.

Originally, he still expected that his pretentious eldest brother would really have a little ability. If he is allowed to come, even if he has suspicions in his heart, as long as he does not break it for the time being, and secretly strengthens surveillance, it is better than asking him face-to-face like now.

"The guy said that if I surrendered on the spot, he would keep my winery after the war and introduce me to a master winemaker. ”

As he spoke, he deliberately pretended to be disappointed, and showed some ruffianism: "It's really insincere, if he dares to promise me another seven or eight thousand acres of fertile land, maybe I will really rebel." ”

Seven or eight thousand acres? Do you dare to say that there are almost 20,000 acres of arable land in Miana. Charion glared in disgust at the ruined waste.

"What about you, big brother, since we are allies, we shouldn't have anything to hide, right?"

Charando's words made Charion frown, and then a disdainful voice came out of his nose: "Hmph, there's nothing to say? Do you think I, the leader of the camp, will betray myself?"

It's ironic that this guy really thinks of himself as a leader.

In fact, the note Luo Ming showed him was full of heart-wrenching words:

"Don't show a strange expression, I'm a mercenary to put it bluntly. You've paid enough, and I don't mind betraying.

As long as you make me a knight, I can take Sherlock and give it to you, and you will be the regent first, and after two years he will die of illness, and then he will rightfully succeed to the throne.

But the fat man seems to be a sinister villain, and the dick is a useless waste, so it is better to kick them away. If you give money, I will kill. ”

If I say this here, even Charion's mind knows that it will not be good. But he couldn't think of what kind of lie to make up for a while, so he simply didn't say a word.

At this time, Shalim was still thinking, and Charando suddenly hiccuped, and a nauseous breath dispersed, he quickly apologized, covered his mouth and rushed out of the door as he spoke.

"This idiot has spoiled his stomach again? Hmph, sooner or later he will die in the barrel. ”

Charion scolded in a tone full of disdain.

He had paid no attention to Shalim's unsightly face—the young fat man had also eaten a bad stomach, and that incident was very important in his memory, and now he had a sense of unhappiness at being scolded by Sang.

"Well, my dear brother, what strange price did that guy offer to buy you?"

Saying this, in fact, Charion was already a little tempted by Luo Ming's suggestion - on the way back to the city, he had seen how powerful Luo Ming and the others were, and it would be better to spend a sum of money to hire them. If he could, he didn't want the two cousins to cut a piece of his cake off, so he might as well kill them.

Moreover, there is also a relationship between cultists -- probably one of these two people is a cultist? Although it is very likely that he was deceiving people and sowing discord, he borrowed the hands of others to kill both of them, whether it was true or not, and he was not guilty.

"It's not a big deal. ”

Shalim's voice sounded calm, but it contained a sense of anger.

It's just that Charion didn't hear it at all, and still stared at him with scrutinizing eyes.

"The little brother said bluntly: That guy thinks that we have no chance of winning, and that evil cannot defeat the good, and if I am asked to confess, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and cooperate with them to fight the cult and make great contributions, he will help you blame the collusion with the cultists. I was even allowed to work for Sherlock as a retainer in the future. ”

Charion looked confused, it seemed that such a large amount of information had already shut down his brain.

Of course, Shalim is not telling the truth either.

Luo Ming just praised him for hiding it deeply, saying that if he had the opportunity, he could cooperate, and he would cooperate with Sherlock inside and outside, and even join forces to seize the property of other nobles or something...... To put it bluntly, he just drew a cake for him.

He just didn't want to put up with this incompetent but self-serving cousin anymore. Originally, he thought he could make up something to prevaricate this guy for a while, but now he had a better idea.

"Mr. Curran, I'll leave this guy to you. ”

I saw Shalim clapping his hands, and in Charion's eyes, a black shadow appeared in the room as if it had teleported.

Charion met his blood-red eyes, as he wanted to find out what was going on, and he wanted to scream for help.

But his body stiffened there, and he could only make almost murmuring sounds from his mouth, and his body trembled, but it was an extravagant hope that he would even fall.

When the other party approached with strange steps, he realized that the other party was wearing a gray robe, covering his face, and the blood-red eyes were not fake. Although it was discovered that the other party was human, it did not alleviate any of the fear.

Kuran - This is the swordsman who attempted last night's attack, but it seems that he has recovered a lot.

He stretched out a hand from under his gray robe and squeezed it around Charion's body, occasionally rubbing it in. Charion's heart gripped by fear, and he suddenly remembered the teachings he had previously dismissed—the blasphemy and fornication of cults, which not only poisoned women, but even men sometimes could not escape their clutches.