"Kill".

A violent roar exploded like thunder in the Viscount Sig's mansion, followed by footsteps in all corners of the mansion.

Countless torches lit up the entire Viscount Sig Mansion as if it were daylight, and the sound of the two swords intersecting gradually spread.

One person hurriedly ran to a room, looked at the fifty apprentice soldiers in armor in the room and Annellin who was sitting on the throne in military uniform, and hurriedly reported loudly: "Viscount Qiyu, Baron Francis suddenly appeared outside the mansion. A hundred guards outside the palace have defected on the orders of the baron, and have now been slaughtered here."

"Sure enough, my poor brother still chose to do it tonight." Annerin stood up and pulled out the heavy sword that had been placed on the desk.

Surrounded by fighting energy, the heavy sword bloomed with light, and then waved the heavy sword in his hand at the desk.

"Bang".

There was a loud bang, and the case was halved and fell to the ground with a bang

Everyone looked at the case that was cut in half, and their hearts couldn't help but tighten, and they all looked at Annellin cautiously.

Annerin showed an angry expression, looked around at the fifty trainee soldiers, and scolded loudly: "Ben Jue thinks that he treats Francis well, and now my Sig family is worried about internal and external troubles, but I don't want him to dare to take the opportunity to make trouble."

"In that case, I don't blame me for not thinking of brotherhood, and I will behead this person by the sword." Anelin said to the fifty trainees.

After speaking, he shouted at them: "Inherit the order of the viscount, whoever beheads Francis will be rewarded with 100 gold."

"Yes". Hearing the word Baijin, all the fifty trainee soldiers became short of breath, and their eyes were red and they wanted to pounce on Francis immediately.

Seeing everyone's red eyes, Annellin nodded in satisfaction, and then strode forward.

Seeing this, fifty trainee soldiers followed.

......

A stream of blood gushed out, and Francis looked at the guards of the Viscount Mansion who were stabbed to death by himself, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then led more than ten people behind him to stride in one direction to kill.

A group of people rushed in front of him, and when they saw Francis killing, they pounced on him like a vicious tiger.

Feeling the boundless murderous aura like a huge wave crashing, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and after a careful look, he found that it was actually fifty trainee soldiers.

"Francis, I treat you well for my brother, since you want to die, no wonder I don't miss brotherhood." Annelin's voice rang in Francis's ears ahead.

Hearing this, Francis's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "A good one treats me well."

"Annelin is your death today." Francis shouted at Annellin, not only did not retreat, but took more than a dozen guards behind him to kill.

Carl, who was standing behind, couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, how could these dozens of people stop the fifty fierce apprentice soldiers.

As if she had heard a big joke, Annelin yelled at Francis: "Death?

"Since you're so anxious to die, it's no wonder I'm going to die." Annelin said hoarsely.

Then he angrily shouted at the fifty trainee soldiers in front of him: "Kill, completely erase this person who should not have been born."

"Yes". Fifty trainee fighters shouted in unison, and at the same time picked up speed.

Seeing these people getting closer and closer, Francis subconsciously put aside the fear of death and laughed wildly ahead: "Baron Annelin, don't think that you have secretly mobilized twenty trainee warriors and done a seamless job."

"Since I dare to kill here today, it shows that I have made complete preparations." Francis said loudly to the front.

Then he shouted: "Take them down for me".

As soon as the words fell, ten figures jumped out from behind and rushed to meet them.

Looking at the faces of those ten people, Annellin couldn't help but sink his heart, and then there was that monstrous anger: "What a Francis, it seems that I underestimated you before, but I didn't expect you to actually plot against ten trainee soldiers under my nose."

"No wonder, no wonder you have the confidence to kill criminals." Annellin said to Francis in front of him.

The conversation suddenly changed and he yelled at Francis: "But if you are only these people, then you are doomed to perish today."

"Really?". Karl rode his horse slowly, and with a gentle wave of the forty apprentice warriors pounced.

In an instant, the two sides were in a mess.

Looking at the forty Ayrshire trainee soldiers who suddenly pounced, Anelin's expression was slightly moved, and his face gradually distorted: "Damn Ayrshire rats, it seems that I used to indulge you too much."

"But if you have no other means, then death is your only destination today." Annelin drank at Carl.

A hint of ominousness spread through the hearts of Francis and Carl, and both frowned in displeasure at the same time.

Annellin looked behind them and yelled at the front: "Kill".

"Kill". Ten guards suddenly defected in Francis's rear, and instead of attacking Francis and Karl, they pounced on those from behind. A trainee soldier fighting ahead.

The spears in the hands of the guards entered the body from behind, and ten Ayrshire trainees fell to the ground defenseless.

The rest of the Ayrshire warriors reacted and became furious. The fighting spirit was overflowing, and he abandoned the opponent at hand and killed the ten guards who suddenly defected, and the ten guards were like a splash of water, and they fell to the ground and died in an instant.

This sudden turn of events brought about a fundamental change in the evenly matched situation, and the fifty apprentice soldiers and a hundred guards on the side of Annerin became more and more courageous. Francis's side gradually retreated, and in an instant they withdrew from the Viscount's Palace.

On the square outside the Viscount's Palace, the two sides started a new round of fighting again.

Looking at Francis, whose face was gradually gloomy, Annerin, who was standing at the gate of the Viscount's Palace, had a cruel smile.

Even if you endure it, you are still doomed to die by your own sword in the end.

Thinking of this, his eyes turned to Carl, who was fighting, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little thicker. It was as if a demon in human skin had crawled into the world from the abyss, rolling in with a tsunami-like killing intent.

It is also a great pleasure to be able to get rid of all these rats in one fell swoop. Although he vaguely speculated that there were so many people, he had no way of knowing where they were hiding.

Thanks to Francis, if he hadn't been able to kill these rats in one fell swoop, he wouldn't have been so easy.

"Francis, take it all the time, and for the sake of us having the same blood, I can give you a decent death." Annellin said to Francis.

Francis spat heavily in front of him: "Dreaming".

"Dying and struggling, why bother". Annellin shook her head at Francis.

Look around: "Kill them all, not one will be left".

"Yes". A hundred guards and fifty apprentices shouted in unison, summoning all their strength to pounce on the enemy in front again.