There was a loud sound of hooves behind his head, and Aaron turned his head and swept it with the afterglow he could just glimpse, and saw a cold cold light sweeping across his neck.

"Hey!"

Aaron snorted, and returned his sword to block hard. The two long swords shook together without any fancy feelings, and in the piercing sound of gold and iron, Aaron was hit by the huge anti-shock force and spewed out a bloody arrow, and his tired body flew upside down like a kite, rolling in mid-air and falling to the ground.

"Shhh

What a strong force, is this a strong man?

Aaron struggled to breathe in the air and wanted to get up and keep running. Mountains, forests, thorns, everything that can hold back the traitor's iron hooves and keep you alive is not far ahead. Why is it that a place that can be reached even if you give yourself a little time has become so far away?

Scar Knight didn't use his fighting spirit in the attack just now, because the boy in front of him, who was obviously only sixteen or seventeen years old, was not qualified to use his fighting energy. However, Alun, who shook himself and struck immediately, made him feel very surprised, although the impact of the war horse was deliberately weakened by himself, but with his own strength under the horse, this little ghost actually had the meaning of standing up, it was incredible.

However, Scarface's surprise soon disappeared amid the whistling and hip-hop sounds coming from two hundred meters behind him. With a slight force of hands and feet, the war horse under the crotch actually neighed, kicked the front hooves in the air a few times, and then trampled down fiercely according to Aaron on the ground.

As soon as he turned over, he saw a huge black shadow pressing down on him, and when he looked closely, Aaron was almost frightened into a cold sweat, and his soul went out of his body. God, if you step on this horse's hooves, I'm afraid I'll turn into a disgusting pile of meat puree.

Aaron was able to avoid the fatal blow with a roll on his side, but before he could get up, he heard a sizzling roar again, and the cold light was dazzling. His arms and calves slid forward for half a meter, and suddenly he felt his crotch swishing cold, and when he looked down at the ground, his heart beat faster and cold sweat broke out. The scar-faced sword could have sliced through his crotch, and it was just a few inches away from separating his ball-and-egg brother forever.

The few dodges he had just struggled with had obviously exhausted almost all of Aaron's physical strength. Now every inch of his body seems to be filled with heavy lead, and he can't move a bit. As if seeing Aaron's current predicament, Scarface turned over and dismounted, and walked over unhurriedly, the blood-covered long sword in his hand raised again,

The ruthless blade of the sword seemed so cold in the scorching sun, and the slaughter of the weak made these shameless cowards inexplicably excited. Just as Jian Feng was about to separate Aaron's head and body, Scarface's excited and inexplicable gaze had already moved away from Aaron's body. Because he knew that this little imp was dead now.

At the last moment. Suddenly, Aaron's eyes were full of blood, followed by a strong blood-red light from his nostrils, mouth, ears and other places. Eventually, the blood light vanished, and a mist of blood rushed out, enveloping both Aaron and Scarface. No, to be precise, swallowed up this little wilderness.

Chaos beyond measure,

The darkness that consumes everything.

Two very different things come together like a milky blend.

In the midst of the chaos, red and white lights flickered. In the darkness, killing, blood, and wailing were piling up.

"Sons of House Stuart, acolytes of the Blood Monarch, brutal souls, bloodthirsty, awake—"

The quaint words splashed with blood, the scarlet and dazzling mouth prints.........

The blood bursts, the stars dim, and the soul tears apart and disappears into the void.

The moment he stayed before losing consciousness, Aaron only vaguely saw a pair of blood-stained, stiff and slightly trembling hands—

When Aaron's consciousness came back to his senses, he was shocked to find the severed limbs and wreckage everywhere, the wilderness soaked in blood.

"Oh my God, what's going on? what's going on? who's going to kill these guys, who's who, who's saving me?' can anyone tell me what happened?" It was as if something was beating and swelling inside, as if it was about to burst his skull.

"Ahh

With a scream, Aaron's consciousness fell into a coma again.

............

As the harsh sunlight pierced through his heavy eyelids and cast a dark red gray shadow, Aaron gradually regained consciousness from his drowsy sleep. When he slowly opened his heavy eyes, the sky in front of him was blue. The breeze blew, gently grinding against his cheeks with a strong, irritating smell of blood. Oh, and it seems that the occasional hoarse cry of crows can be heard in the distance.

"Where, is this? Heaven or Hell? Am I still alive?"

After a long period of stimulation and lethargy, Aaron's consciousness appeared in a trance and hazy for a long time.

Dozens of vultures hovered low in the sky, looking down at the sumptuous and delicious food beneath their feet. One of them, unable to contain the urge to eat, carefully landed not far from Aaron, shrugging his head and walking excitedly and cautiously among each flesh and blood. The hearty lunch made the bold vulture sway for a moment, not knowing which piece of disgusting, foul-smelling flesh it should sip on. Perhaps it was Aaron who was much larger than the other stumps, and the greedy vulture staggered over. Hook-like claws stepped on Aaron's back, sharp claws easily snapping through the epidermis. A strong tingling sensation continued to attack Aaron's nerve center, and he suddenly came to his senses.

"Ahh

The impatient and greedy vultures did not expect that there would be living creatures in the midst of this mass of corpses. It fluttered its wings in horror and leaped to the side, and quickly kicked a severed limb into the air. The rest of the companions were also frightened by the sudden fright.

After a long time, when Aaron, who had regained some strength, supported his body with his hands and looked around, a shocking scene around him shocked his vision. He found himself drowning in a sea of corpses and blood. There was a dead silence in the messy wilderness, and there was not a single trace of life except for the vultures hovering overhead and the crows leaping between the corpses.

It didn't take long for Alun to be even more surprised that he didn't have the slightest fear or disgust at everything in front of him. Only confusion and doubt!

War is bloody and brutal, and there is no mercy or tenderness here.

Ten days later, a powerful figure appeared in front of Fort Oak.

"Stop, who are you?" shouted one of the captains of the guard in front of the castle gates, drawing his sword and pointing it at Aaron.

The other guards also looked vigilant, their blades unsheathed. Because Aaron, who was standing in front of them, exuded a terrifying aura from time to time, and the three skulls that emitted a strong rancid smell hanging from the rags on his shoulders added a bit of biting coldness.

With a few muffled snaps, Aaron casually threw the few heads hanging on his shoulders at the feet of the guards guarding the door, and said coldly: "The officer of the seventh squad of the third brigade under the third army of the duke, Alan Iverson. Then he pointed to several heads on the ground in front of him that were beginning to rot, and said indifferently: "Traitor!"

After whispering in a panic, the captain of the guard and several guards beside him grabbed the three heads on the ground and turned around and walked quickly into the city. The other guards continued to wait, but said in a softened tone: "Well, let's make a report, you wait for a while!"

Arlen did not answer, nor did he force his way into the Oak City, but stood proudly in front of the majestic Oak Castle like a stone statue.

During the ten days that Aaron walked to Fort Oak, one of the elite of Aragon, the Silver Fox Legion, arrived early in Aquitania Province and began to conquer the lost territory, and after the arrival of the two support armies one after another, the Imperial Army with the Silver Fox Legion as the engine crushed the main force of the Slovenians with a devastating force, beheading 60,000 and burying nearly 100,000 rebels alive.

Earl Hughes fled to the Iron Castle in a hurry, and quickly established three acropolises, forming a horn to echo each other, and sent scattered rangers to gather deserters everywhere to defend the city. In desperation, the Aragon avengers, with high morale, could not be attacked. It is not ironic that the fortified city, which took three generations of imperial kings to build with the power of the whole country, has now become the biggest defensive capital of those shameless people.

In addition, the empire continued to suffer from wars for many years, and the control of the empire gradually weakened in the mountainous areas far away from the imperial capital, and even disappeared. Refugees often rebelled against the hastily regained lost territory, blocking the road and robbing passing merchants. The rest of the empire's elite are now seeking rehabilitation, and the Silver Fox Legion can only retreat to Fort Oak after besieging the city for several days without success, shrinking its forces and stationing them in Russia, making every effort to stabilize the area north of Russia.

Not long after, the captain of the guard turned back and shouted, "Please follow me, sir. The Duke and the Legionnaire want to see you in person!"

Seeing the tallness of Oak Fort for the first time, Aaron quietly took a look as he entered the city gates. The width of the city wall was four or five meters deep, and the gate was made of giant logs that were more than 100 years old.

Entering the castle, huge bunkers and low houses made of wood and stone were lined up one after another, and heavily armed soldiers came and went from time to time. It is clear that the castle, which was once restored like a garden by Duke Paul, is now being transformed into a military fortress after the terrible experience of being regained.

Always regarded by the citizens of the empire as a barrier to the south, the Slovenians' barbed shield, the Iron Fortress, is now in the hands of others. With no danger to defend in Osepia, it was clear that Fort Oak would be transformed into a military powerhouse.