Chapter 486 Standing tall sometimes may not be able to see far, there is a very convenient thing called a telescope

"I can go on my own, let me go!", Riddle struggled to shake off the swordman's iron hoop, and with the help of his servants, he stood up and changed into a neat uniform. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info two guards supported him from one left and one right, and slowly walked towards the lord's mansion. With each step, the muscles in Riddle's face shuddered. His boots would also squeeze out a little pale pink blood from some gaps.

His feet were indeed wounded.

Who is the easiest time in the fire? There may be many answers, and no one can say which one is right and which one is wrong, but Riddle has personally told those around him that whoever has more metal objects on them will be more unlucky.

Especially when you are not far from the source of the fire.

Metal travels heat far faster than anything else, and Riddle's foot burns because he wears sturdy combat boots. The boots wrapped around his feet, and were constantly licked by the flames, and in the process of rushing all the way back from the fire, the temperature of the two boots was already hot, and the feet covered by the boots were even more painful. When he returned to Xilin City, he was bedridden.

There are almost all blisters on both feet, and there are quite a few on the calves. After the care of the pharmacist, it has improved a lot, but going to the ground or something is still a luxury. He also knew in his heart that he should not be held responsible for this loss because it was not his fault. Whether it was him or someone else to lead the battle, the end result would be more or less the same. If we have to say that it is different, then it is only possible that the number of battle losses will change.

Yes, how he thinks.

He arranged the attack in strict accordance with the experience of ten years ago, when he was still commanding large-scale battles. After two days of rapid marching, the soldiers were already exhausted, and it was impossible for the soldiers to drag their tired bodies to attack the city, which was no different from sending them to death. Even without the enemy's hands, the soldiers who climbed half of the city wall could not grasp the rope ladder or fall down the ladder and be seriously injured due to physical exhaustion.

Therefore, according to his own experience, he chose to rest for a day, and after the soldiers had recuperated enough, he fought with a full body full of energy and physical strength.

It is impossible to camp too close to Moria, the Burning Legion still has 8,000 cavalry to wait for, once the other party uses the cavalry's mobility ability to attack the camp in the middle of the night, they will not even have a chance to resist will be pierced or even defeated! So he chose a place a few miles away from Moria, where he could see Moria's gate, but also kept a distance, leaving enough buffer space.

In terms of the location of the camp, he also chose to camp in the woods according to his experience ten years ago. The woods themselves were good defenses, and even if the opposing soldiers bypassed the official road and attacked from the side, the opponent would not be able to form an impactful formation in the face of the dense woods, which also left plenty of space for him and his soldiers.

In this way, this defeat really has nothing to do with him, and he does not need to bear any responsibility for this failure at all.

So when he saw Pilagos, he was not ashamed in his heart.

"Shameless!", Pilagos looked at Riddle, who was still holding his head up, grabbed the inkwell in his hand and fell over.

The tumbling inkwell spilled half of the ink on the ground, but the other half was on Riddle's face. Riddle looked inexplicably dazed, followed by a hint of anger on his face. Yes, he was a retainer of Pilagos, but he was also a well-known general, and he was not one of those doglegs who achieved high positions by flattery, and he had his pride.

Pain, to put it bluntly, is a kind of signal that transmits the body's damage to the brain to understand the situation, a continuous signal. This signal is just as annoying as noise. If a person is constantly in irritability, then his mood, personality and temper will change to a certain extent. Gentle people can also become arrogant, and patient people can become impatient.

In normal times, in the face of such harsh treatment, Riddle would review himself, and then silently bow his head and admit his mistakes. But he has been polluted and troubled by pain signals, and with some external reasons such as the guilt that he can't erase by lying to himself, his tolerance for the outside world has become a little low.

He touched the ink off his face, glanced coldly at Pilagos, and looked away.

Pilagos flickered, and a nameless flame rose from the soles of his feet, crawled down the groove of his ass to his spine, and then went straight to the top of his head. He stood up from his seat with his hands propped up, stammered down the stairs, and kicked Riddle in the stomach.

Riddle is still a general after all, and his strength as a sixth-level knight is useless in the face of fire, but in the face of Pilagos, a third-level knight, he is really too strong. Riddle only swayed slightly as he kicked him, and the two servants supporting him didn't even move their figures. Instead, it was Pilagos, who staggered back a few steps. If it weren't for his swordsman who supported him, maybe he would really be embarrassed.

In China, another world, there is a saying that anger starts from the heart, and evil grows to the guts, which means that when a person is angry beyond control, he will do something bad.

And in this world, there is a similar proverb - "Don't let impulses dominate your reason, or it will bring only destruction"

Although the statements are different, the core content is the same.

All kinds of unhappiness and Riddle's attitude completely detonated Pilagos, don't look at the blood alliance at this time, but in fact, whether it is Pilagos or Isaac, they are under very heavy pressure. They didn't just represent themselves to overthrow the Orlando family. If it succeeds, of course, it is the best thing to do, but if it fails, thousands of nobles will have their heads cut off and hoisted on the Orlando family banner throughout the empire!

With a lot of pressure and a lot of unhappiness, Pilagos desperately needs a channel to vent. Riddle's recklessness under the irritability of pain gave him this opportunity.

Before anyone knew it, Pilagos pulled his sword from the waist of the swordsman next to him and stabbed it into Riddle's waist.

If it weren't for the entire metal cuirass on his chest, he would have chosen the chest for this sword.

The long sword entered his waist, everyone's minds went blank, Riddle was the first to react, he punched Pilagos in the face, and after hitting Pilagos who was sitting on the ground with gold stars in his eyes, he immediately pulled out the long sword at his waist with his backhand, and the corner of his eyes jumped, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, he slashed at Pilagos's head.

Since you want to kill me, then I'll kill you first!

And then......

No more, after a golden sword qi flickered, Riddle's whole person was beheaded in two pieces, one left and one right, blood exploded everywhere in an instant, and the internal organs crackled and fell to the ground along the two separate legs, exuding a disgusting smell.

The swordsman beside Pilagos had already recaptured the sword at some point, and he shook it so hard that the blood droplets on the sword were immediately smashed clean. He pressed the mouth of the scabbard with one hand, slowly inserted the long sword into the scabbard, and stood quietly to the side.

Pilagos only came back to his senses at this time, he stood up with crawling and rolling, his legs were still a little weak, he looked at Riddle who had turned into two pieces with a hideous face, "Damn it, you actually want to murder me......", suddenly, the anger was extinguished in an instant, and he muttered for a moment, "Exile his whole family to the ice field." ”

Pilagos was a smart man, and smart people naturally know when they should do things and when they should not do them. He could have asked Riddle's entire family to be executed at this time, but it would have a series of after-effects. Some would think that he was a mean and ruthless person who killed not only Riddle but also his entire family because of a small problem.

This would cause some nobles who were not so willing to submit to him to lose the last sense of trust.

For the sake of his own career and the difficulties in front of him, he made such a decision. Of course, he wouldn't let those people in the Riddle family live, and if there were no clothes on the ice field, it was only a matter of time before he froze to death.

Some people's eyes changed slightly, while others showed thoughtful expressions.

The death of a person, and a well-known general, seems to be able to pay for this inexplicable battle damage, and can also appease the complaints of some low-level soldiers and officers.

Pilagos glanced at the two trembling servants, and said with a sneer: "Your lord is dead, why are you still alive?"

He can pretend to let Riddle's family go, but he also needs to shock people's hearts, these two can only say that their fate is not good, and they can't blame others.

The two guards were dragged out by the soldiers, and in a few moments their heads hung on the city wall, and with their masters, they swayed in the autumn wind.

After tidying up his clothes, Pilagos took the opportunity to pack up his mood and sit on the lord's throne again, looking down at the many staff members and nobles, "Who, can defeat Wren for me?"

Echoes echoed back and forth in the empty hall, but no one stepped forward.

Such a good general as Riddle was folded in the hands of Wren, let alone these people?

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more dreary, one of the staff members stepped forward, with a smile on his lips and a confident smile, and looked at Pilagos, "Lord, why do we have to go head-to-head with that thug from Rennes, why don't we go around and attack the rest of the world?"

Pilagos frowned slightly, and was just about to scold his proposal, when his heart suddenly moved, yes, why?