A horse-drawn carriage drove silently through the black stone-paved streets like a ghost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The streets had just been raining. When they saw the carriage approaching, both pedestrians and carriages quickly avoided the roadside and bowed their hats and saluted, and watched the carriage pass by with awe-inspiring eyes through the reflection in the wet stone slabs and standing water.

The carriage is made of gold silk sandalwood throughout. There are no wheels. The pale cyan wind pattern carved on the carriage is like a tangled vine of flowers, flowing with wisps of light. The light starts from a green ** core embedded in the body, and finally condenses a faintly visible whirlwind flow under the sled-like skateboard.

Pulling the carriage were two arrow-tailed terrain dragons.

This terrifying third-order demonic beast is known for its incredible speed, ferocity, and difficulty in taming. But now, they are wearing red** armor and obediently play the role of pulling carts and horses.

The terrain dragon ran fast. The monstrous mouth under the visor stretched forward, the short forelimbs contracted in the chest, the thick and sturdy hind legs of the anti-joints alternated in a gentle stride, and each time the thick soles touched the ground, the long tail behind him that stretched straight and the tip of the arrow rose and fell.

The coachman who sat on the top seat in front of the carriage was a demon slave with black skin and a burly body like a giant.

He wears a tuxedo embroidered gold and red background, and holds a long whip. Although he looked lazy, one only had to feel his terrifying aura, and look at the scimitar at his waist, which was not much smaller than the guillotine of the guillotine, and one would understand that if necessary, this coachman could cut any knight and horse in his way into two pieces!

The carriage drove down the street, through small squares paved with large chunks of white jade, around a fountain, and finally disappeared into a dimly lit alleyway to the flod of startled pigeon wings.

The crowd returned to its previous order.

A long carriage parked on the side of the road continued to move on amid the sound of whips, the shouts of the coachmen, and the sound of horses' hooves. The lady in a long skirt holding a small round umbrella and holding hands, the children running back and forth in wooden shoes, the mercenaries carrying big swords, and the ordinary people in linen clothes make the city look lively.

The carriage drove into the side street. The arrow terrain dragon made a high-speed run to the foyer of a small baroque building.

As a vortex of blue-white light appeared, the carriage that seemed to be about to crash into the gate disappeared into a curtain of light. After a few moments, everything was calm again.

When the carriage reappeared, it had stopped at the steps of a small building shrouded in five-colored light.

The giant demon slave opened the car door, and a slender and smooth calf stretched out to perfection.

As the slender high heels landed, a beautiful woman no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old appeared in front of dozens of officials in black uniforms, guards, and several heavily armed knights who rushed out of the gate.

Seeing the women, the men's Adam's apple involuntarily slid up and down. However, as the woman's charming and cold eyes swept away, no one dared to raise her head. Dozens of people stood solemnly at the door of this isolated small building, and under the calm gaze of the woman, their backs were gradually soaked with cold sweat.

"Who of you is in charge here?" said the woman coldly, stroking the back of her hand.

"Back to the adult, it's the villain. A middle-aged man with a round face with a big belly wiped cold sweat, came to the woman, buried his head and whispered. Occasionally, he glanced at the blood thorn pattern on the hem of the woman's skirt again, and the cold sweat broke out more quickly, and his legs trembled.

"Killed. As soon as the voice fell, the demon slave behind the woman, the knife flashed, and the round-faced middle-aged man was split in half.

Blood splattered everywhere, causing the others to hurriedly retreat, silent, for fear of attracting the care of the killing god.

"Count Bahan, who collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, lost the province of Amaurica, and was unaware of the revival of the undead empire, passed on the king's decree and gave him the death penalty. The woman coldly dropped a piece of white paper and entered the small building without looking back.

The giant demon slave smiled bitterly, his dangerous gaze kept moving, as if anyone wanted to speak for the dead Earl of Bahan, they would also slash at him.

"Cut. The giant demon slave pouted in disappointment, "From today on, the Brilliant Fortress will enter a period of control, and the internal affairs will be in charge of the Inspector General Constance and the military affairs will be in charge of Lord Regg, the commander of the Red Red Army Regiment of the Kingdom. After speaking, he also walked into the small building.

This is not an ordinary small building, but the safest place in the Splendid Fortress, existing in another latitude, which cannot be easily destroyed, and can be said to be the City Lord's Mansion in the fortress.

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Splendid fortress, city gates.

"Look, our reinforcements are finally here. ”

"Wow, it's actually the Red Red Army Regiment, which is the strongest in the kingdom. Now we're saved, and we're going to give those damn skeletons a good look. A civilian said excitedly to his partner.

The guns rain down, and the armor is like the wind. The sound of neat footsteps, an endless stream, a huge number, and an army in red armor continued to enter the glorious fortress. It attracted countless civilians and mercenaries in the fortress to watch, and from time to time it attracted bursts of amazement.

Later, a large number of material vehicles were transported. This is the rear for the protracted war that will take place in the future, and it is required to gather all the major lords.

"My lord, how much effort we have put into these supplies, and now they are all cheaper than the Red Red Army. When these materials were taken out, those old nobles in the country had a long pain in their flesh. The giant Demon Nuvic quipped, laughing.

"Vic, as long as they can win the battle, these things don't have to be concerned. Constance wiped his nails and smiled at Vic's words, implying that if the battle was lost, the consequences would not be certain.

At this time, the crowd erupted into an uproar, and I saw a burly middle-aged general with a handsome face riding a huge Red Flame Demon Tiger in, followed by dozens of people riding Red Flame Demon Leopards.

"It's Legion Commander Legion!"

"Lord Regg!"

"His Highness Regg!"

"Quick, brother, look, it's Lord Regg. ”

Although Captain Reg has entered middle age, he is handsome and full of the charm of a mature man, and he is the uncle idol in the hearts of many girls.

"Haha, my lord, the charm of Legion Captain Reg is still so extraordinary, if he didn't have an elf lady, I'm afraid His Majesty would have the intention to let him marry the Empire. ”

"Reg is the most beautiful man in the kingdom. Constance glanced at Reg and sighed, "Unfortunately, it's not my type." ”

"By the way, how's the Crystal Cannon ready?" Constance said to Vic.

"Lord Hui, the four large magic crystal cannons and twelve medium-sized magic crystal cannons traded from the empire have been secretly installed in the designated positions, and when the undead attack next time, we can give them a ruthless blow. Vic was very excited about this large magic crystal cannon, this is not a small kingdom that can have, it must be an empire with very large financial resources and strength to produce, and this time it is also thanks to the connections of adults, so it can spend a lot of money and trade.

"It's a pity that there are only four large gates, and if there are twelve, I can guarantee that you will not even think of stepping into the fortress unless the Lich King Marjunlyn Duo himself comes. Unfortunately, the price is too high, and the kingdom's financial resources cannot afford it at present. Constance lamented.