"Oh no, sir!" the robbers chuckled at the sudden ringing of the bell, and according to Luther's plan, they should have unwittingly eliminated the dungeon's guards, and then took the entire inner city by surprise when the nobles in the main hall could not react. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But they had just swept the floor before the guards discovered it.

No, he definitely didn't do it. One of the yelling robbers hid the sledgehammer he had scavenged from the dungeon, indicating that he was not the one who had smashed the hammer so loudly.

What a rubbish!

This is one of the main reasons why Luthor is reluctant to cooperate with these robbers, these people are all reckless thugs, these people are not a problem with murder, but they are overstretched to carry out some important orders, they don't understand what it means to "sneak in", and the ghosts scream as if they have been beaten with blood.

Luther drew his blood-stained sword from the guard's chest, who fell to the ground with a shocked gaze - how did these criminals escape from the dungeon? Luther's gaze lingered on the dead guard for a moment, and he walked towards the guards in front of him with a gloomy face.

Now that it has been discovered, there is only one way to fight its way.

But this time, Lady Luck seems to be on his side. Due to the banquet hosted by Empress Ria, the guards of the dungeon are not only weak in the air, but more importantly, the celebrities of the entire kingdom are gathered in the royal banquet hall at this moment, as long as they control it, the kingdom will change its flag in one day.

Lu ...... How did you escape?" the guards trembled as they held their swords, and all of them were murderous thugs behind him, all of whom made the villagers of the Taron Kingdom talk about the existence of tigers, and only a few captains could take them down in terms of combat effectiveness.

Worst of all, however, several of their captains are now involved in trouble, and there is no one to support them!

"Don't ask these pointless questions. Luther's tone was cold, he had been imprisoned for three months, and the moment he broke out, his whole body was enveloped in irrepressible anger. He didn't care if these people were his soldiers or not, he only knew that these people had been guarding him for months!

"Kill them all, don't leave them alive. Before Luthor could finish speaking, the robbers, who could not bear it, rushed up with a strange scream. They had long seen these guards as unpleasant, and this was a feast of revenge tailored for them.

It was Luther's family that really brought them out.

Most of the guards were not even knights, and their knighthood was just an honorary title bestowed by the kingdom, and in this level of battle, the strength often determined the tide of battle. Even though the guards had undergone systematic swordsmanship and skill training, under the absolute gap in numbers and strength, their defense line was instantly torn apart by the bandits.

In the blink of an eye, the dungeon was filled with the corpses of the guards.

"Captain Mar, we can't hold on!" The guards who retreated from the lower echelons replied with pale faces, these people had a natural fear of Luther, it was the man who had assassinated the king!

Dressed in heavy armor, Mal's face was also gloomy, but fortunately they found out about the prisoners' escape early and sounded the alarm. He couldn't imagine the consequences of the evil party's raid on the banquet hall if he was succeeded by Luther's sneak attack.

Even though he knew that it would be a matter of time before the prisoners broke through the last line of defense, as an officer, he knew that he could not back down at such a time. He was both an officer and a veteran of the Dungeon Guard, so he knew that if he wavered even a little now, the confidence of the guards would collapse in an instant.

"Hold your ground!" Marr straightened the iron helmet on his head and got up to pick up the iron sword in the corner.

Since the end of the Hundred Years' War, he has not experienced a life-and-death struggle for a long time. With their strength, they could only hold Luthor back at best, and he could only hope that the reinforcements would arrive in time.

"Save it, Mar. A familiar and deep voice rang out from the stairs upstairs. Hearing this, Maar's eyes lit up: "Qi ...... Captain Grad?"

As he turned around, Mar's expression froze on his face. The person standing at the stairs was indeed Captain Ziegler, but the other party's face was a little gloomy, and what made Mar even more frightened was that as soon as Ziegler let go, a kingdom army rolled down the stairs.

He immediately recognized it as Captain Coria's men.

"What are you doing, Captain Ziegler!" Mar snapped.

"Immediately withdraw all guards from the dungeon to minimize casualties. Ziegler ignored his question and gave the order.

Marr stared at Ziegler without giving in, but the Kingdom army behind him wavered.

They didn't want to fight those criminals, it was a meaningless sacrifice! No one knew better than them who were in prison, and they were so ruthless that they wouldn't let go of any of the guards. When he came up to report back, it was said that the bottom had completely fallen, and none of the guards stationed there had survived.

"This is an order, I'm going to negotiate with Luthor personally. Ziegler's left hand easily flicked away Mar, who was standing in front of him, and Marr was startled, he had exhausted all his strength, but he didn't hold on for even a second. Ziegler glanced at Mal, who had almost fallen to the ground, and said, "I will convince them to stop killing, and in exchange, you should make a way for them." ”

"Ziegler, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What I do has always been for the sake of this kingdom. With that, Ziegler walked down the dungeon without looking back.

......

"Boss, these guards are not vulnerable at all!"

The prisoners were in a state of complete revelry, and the guards treated them like scum, often speaking ill of them while patrolling. Feng Shui takes turns, and now it's their turn to take revenge.

The stout man who spoke grabbed the guards who were trying to escape, and he shouted, "Look who I caught?"

The guards struggled, but they couldn't escape the other side's pinch. Under the desperate gaze of the guards, one of the prisoners beside the stout man smirked and picked up a giant hammer and aimed it at his head. For a moment, a commotion spread through the cell.

"Drink!" the hammer slammed down as the stout man let go of his arm.

The prisoner's expected brain-splitting scene did not occur, and the hammer was almost attached to the guard's forehead. Frightened, the guard rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The prisoner who had picked up the sledgehammer looked unbelievably towards his arm, only to see a hand restraining his arm.

"You think you have a lot of strength, don't you?"

Before he could react, an iron fist slammed into his face.

"Bump—"

The prisoners at the end and the deep pit on the ground suddenly made the entire cell silent.

"Qi ......"

"It's Captain Ziegler!"