Chapter 215: Slaughtering the City

The heavy hammer collided violently in the air, and the violent symphony and splashing of sparks gave people a tingling sensation rising from their backs, although Tuze's size was much larger than Rose's, but she and Tuze were separated by a touch of magic, and they appeared behind Tuze in an instant.

"Bang!", the steel armor on Tuze's back was smashed into a fist-sized pit, if it weren't for the green light that lit up on his back at the critical moment, this blow would have been enough to make him seriously injured and vomit blood.

"Do you know magic?" said Rose, grimacing, distancing himself from Tuze.

In the swamp, magic is the preserve of witches, and the rough beast tamers and subhumans are not qualified to access this advanced power, so Rose is very surprised that Tuze can magic.

Tuze didn't answer, turned around and spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and strode towards Rosko.

"Look for death!" Rose dodged Tuse's hammer sideways, the heavy iron ball smashing into a terrifying pit on the ground, accompanied by a splash of muddy water, but this did not affect Rose's movements in the slightest.

She flew up and kicked at Tuze's waist, the werewolf's natural strength causing a terrible dent in the plate, and her claws darted towards Tuze's bare throat.

If this grasp is grasped, Tuze will inevitably end up with his throat bone shattered.

Lear watched this scene from afar, he knew that Rose was a spellcaster, but he didn't expect the opponent's fighting ability to be so strong, it seems that he did underestimate the Tatarians before.

A large hand reached out from the diagonal spur and grabbed Rosko's wrist, and the huge grip immediately made her feel a piercing pain.

"Let go!" Rose was furious, and the chain hammer in her right hand slammed down on Tuze's back again, and at the same time, a red flash of fire flashed from her left hand, which Tuze had caught.

"Boom!" Rothko's hammer struck Tuze in the back without hindrance, but the release she had expected didn't come.

Tuze let out a cry of rage after receiving a blow from Rose, and turned around with a sharp step at his feet, grabbed Rose's hand and slammed her body over her head like an iron rod, and then slammed it into the mud.

"Boom!" mud splattered.

Before Rose could recover from the heavy dizziness, a big foot stomped heavily on her chest, and when she spurted out a mouthful of blood, she felt her neck be choked by a huge force, and then her whole body was lifted up.

"You lost. ”

Tuze's left hand gripped Rosko's throat, and the magic light from the tiger's mouth surged, and with a little force, the ugly head would leave her body forever.

"Ahem... Cough... I lost... Let me down!" Rose kept tugging at Tuze's fingers with both hands, and his feet were scarring on Tuze's steel armor, trying to buy himself more room to breathe, but the five fingers were as motionless as an iron hoop.

"Tokens. Tuze let go of his hand.

He knew the tradition of the Tartaglia army that when the general led his warriors on a campaign, their families would remain in the city and be kept in the care, and the king would give them a talisman that would only be released when the general returned from his mission and returned the token.

This cold system was abolished as early as the time of Queen Talos, but I didn't expect it to be taken out by West again.

"Ahem...... Ahem!" Rose rubbed his neck vigorously, trying to smooth out the feeling of suffocation for a short time.

"It's useless to give you tokens, if I don't go back, their families will all have to die. She said with a look of resentment on her face.

"You can leave, but the warriors will stay, and hopefully you will keep the promise you made at the time of the duel. ”

Seemingly knowing that what Rose was saying was true, Tuze didn't embarrass her.

"I will. Rose got up from the ground and got on her horse, and walked away without any regret, as if she had abandoned thousands of pigs and dogs.

Lear stood there in silence and watched the whole time, without saying a word.

There are only thousands of swamp warriors left, you look at me, I look at you, and I don't know where to go for a while.

"Sons, look at me!" said Tuze, walking up a dirt slope and yelling at thousands of swamp people.

"I have never turned my back on this land, I have never forgotten our ancestors, even if I was framed and expelled by villains, and forced to leave my homeland, I always remember the source of my blood!

The real rebel is the villain of West, who carried out a coup d'Γ©tat by despicable means, imprisoned Queen Talos, betrayed the dignity of Tartaglia to the barbarians, and left our people living in misery for his own rights.

Now that I have returned, I will never let this calamity continue, and if you are willing to follow me, please take up arms and stand by my side, fight side by side with me as you once did, and if you still have concerns, you can also leave freely.

In the name of the god of hydra, I will never embarrass you, but those who follow me will lead you to restore the glory of your ancestors, expel those despicable barbarians and careerists from our land, and set you free again!"

Tuze's words soon caused an uproar among the Tatarians, not only because of his prestige in the army, but also because the swamp peoples had indeed fallen into endless disasters since the usurpation of the throne by West, and the invaders had become state guests, while the real masters had become second-class peoples.

With the exception of the ministers who supported Vest and the newly promoted generals, almost all of the old Zhuang factions were purged and suppressed, and the whole of Tartaglia seemed to have become a logistical base for Tanan, where a large number of warriors and food were given to the so-called barbarian heroes to squander, while the swamp people were suffering from poverty and famine.

However, due to the fear of West's iron fist and the Behemoth of Beamon, most of the Tartarians dare not speak out, and Tuze's return has undoubtedly ignited a ray of hope in the hearts of these people.

The first warrior walked out, then the second, then the third, and the whole beach began to echo with the shouts of the Tatarians.

"Tuze!" "Tuze!" "Tuze!"

They stomped the ground with their spears and soles of their feet to make a neat slapping sound to prove their resolve. Until the roars of the warriors melted into a neat wave, Tuze raised his fist and clenched it heavily above his head, and the audience fell into a solemn silence for a moment.

"My lord, please forgive me for being presumptuous. Tuze came to Lear's side and punched his chest with his right fist and saluted deeply.

"It doesn't matter. He also appreciated that Tuze was able to subdue this group of swamp people, and while he didn't need these subhumans and animal tamers to fight for him, it wasn't a bad thing to have fewer enemies. "I just hope you don't regret letting that witch go. ”

Tu Ze was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.

Three days later, when Tuzer led the swamp warriors to the bottom of the mudstone fortress, he understood what Lear meant by his last words.

Thousands of corpses were lined up and hung on the mottled walls, and the women's walls were connected to their necks by thick hemp ropes, and the humid and sultry climate of the swamp was prone to maggots, and now countless white spots could be seen crawling in and out of those bodies.

The corpses were like a curtain of grass hanging outside the mudstone city, swaying in the wind with the rotting scent of the swamp, and in the moat beneath their feet, countless mutilated corpses floated from the poisonous oil.

And they are all the families of the warriors who followed Tuze.

"Ross !!"

Tuze's teeth cracked, and the capillaries in the corners of his eyes burst into bright red blood beads, mixed with his tears and fell down, this fortress he had been stationed for ten years, there were also his friends and relatives in it, and the eyes of the Great Elder who led the people to bid farewell to them in the last battle still cannot be forgotten.

A human man with a brown beard like goat's horn appeared on the rampart, and Rose stood behind him, his face vicious.

"Traitor Tuze, who dares to collude with outsiders to invade the territory of Tartaglia, now capture and kill these invaders and lay down their arms, I can also intercede for your Majesty West, otherwise these people will be your fate!"

On the city wall, Gerwuf rebuked angrily, and with his shouting, dozens of large bed crossbows appeared in the gaps of the women's wall, and the cold crossbow arrows reflected a purple-black light, coldly aimed at the people under the city.

"Is there anything else you can't let go of in this city?" Lear didn't react to Gerwulf's shout, instead looking at Tuze with a blank face.

"No more. ”

"Hmm. Lear waved his hand at Jeremy behind him. "Slaughter the city. ”

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