Now the scene is completely out of control, and a crossbow bolt from an unknown source has harvested the life of a northern soldier. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sudden change made the northern cavalry, who had always maintained calm and restraint, furious, and even Vasily, who was at the front, was unable to calm down the angry northern soldiers.

The Berserk Soldiers of the North are uncontrolled killing machines, even though these Northern Soldiers are not berserkers capable of extreme rage.

The cavalry is massacring the citizens of the streets, and the defenders of Anjitan, who had been wavering all the time, have finally found their ground. The sword in his hand slashed at the nearby northern cavalry, the spear in his grip pierced the cavalry on his horse or the horse under the crotch of the cavalry, and the powerful crossbow that was loaded on standby also fired a series of crossbow arrows, and harvested the soldiers who slaughtered the people of their own territory.

The temporary defection of the city defense army put the imposing northern soldiers in a difficult situation, and the dense citizens limited the mobility of the cavalry, and the enraged citizens now began to organize themselves to fight back against the army of these outsiders.

As the Northern soldiers were dismounted and then died in the anger of the citizens, the cavalry, seeing that the situation was not good, began to break through in an organized manner, aiming at the northern army camp in the city.

Vasily and his horse, though dressed in exaggerated armor, were not at all as bulky as they might have been, but rather very nimble.

Vasily, who first opened the encirclement, now fled to the barracks first, and now Vasily is in a race with his own soldiers. Only when Vasily arrives at the barracks first will he be able to pacify the troops in the barracks, lest the effects of the matter continue to expand and eventually become irreparable.

The angry citizens have now lost their minds, and the onlookers have joined the riot because of the atrocities of the northern soldiers.

The chaotic riots have given many outlaws a lot of opportunities to steal and murder and commit all kinds of illegal atrocities during this chaotic time.

The narrow alleys and dark corners are the gathering places of these outlaws, and in these places where the light does not shine, only the cold light of the weapons in their hands can bring cold light.

But now the weapons that brought light had fallen to the ground, and the corpses of city moths lay on the ground where the sewage flowed, and these people died without knowing why they died, and their faces were still frozen in their faces.

A black-robed man gently flicked the dagger in his hand, shaking off the insignificant blood on the blade.

The black robe hurried around one bend after another, becoming a cunning rat in the chaotic alleyway, doing his best to shake off some unknown kitten that was following him.

Time passed quickly, and the speed of the black-robed man increased, originally strolling, then trotting, and finally into a wild run, both nimble as a mouse and as fast as a cheetah.

A very unreal black shadow soon appeared in the intricate alleyway, no one knew whether it was a person or a ghost, and the little thugs in the corner watched this shadow come and go.

But the predator who has been following it has never lost its target, and no matter how good this prey is, it will bite the other party's tail.

Standing on the beams between the houses, jumping over the beams hanging from the walls, Emiya Kiritsugu was like a nimble wildcat that didn't stop his pace at any obstacle in front of him.

Looking down at this unknown black robe, Emiya Kiritsugu calculated the time when he should close the net, the long pursuit had made this middle-aged man lose patience.

No longer running and chasing, Emiya Kiritsugu stood on the roof, watching as the dark shadow was alone in an irregular circle, holding a shadow crystal in his hand to record everything that happened here.

The sound of the riot was getting closer and closer, and Emiya Kiritsugu, who still wanted to test this black-robed man, had to give up his thoughts.

The precious Shadow Shard was fixed to the wall, and was responsible for filming what was happening in the alley.

The black shadow returned to its place again, and this time, the black-robed man stopped running.

Beneath the black robe was a white mask, a mask with only a pair of black eyelets, through which no light could be seen.

The black-robed man scanned his surroundings as if to find any clues of anyone who was following him, and the intense danger finally made the white mask look above him—a black shadow enlarged in his pupils.

Zheng――

The metal crash made an unbearable sound, and the faint sound of falling to the ground was muffled by the sound of the metal fighting.

Slightly bent on his knees, Kiritsugu Enomiya flipped the dagger he was holding behind his back, and immediately launched an attack on the black-robed man with a mask, trying to take advantage of the opponent's current stun opportunity as much as possible.

The cold dagger was still bubbling with a hint of cool air, and now the faint cold air had formed a blue trajectory, and the sharp dagger cut through the air and plunged straight into the white mask.

The black-robed man, whose body had not yet kept his balance, quickly stabilized his pace, like a boneless soft creature, and the whole person bent into an arched bridge, and Kankan dodged the dagger stabbed by Emiya Kiritsu.

With the help of his arm strength and waist strength, the black-robed man supported the ground and backflipped, distancing himself from the man who was approaching him step by step while not forgetting to attack the other party.

The flying kick from the bottom up prevented Emiya Kiritsugu from chasing the other party, and as he retreated, Emiya Kiritsugu was able to see a sharp blade hidden inside the black-robed man's boots.

The cold light of the blade made Emiya Kiritsugu dare not be careless, and he didn't know what kind of means this suspicious person of unknown origin had.

The black-robed man who had regained his feet took out his dagger from his sleeve - a small dagger with a crooked blade, on which Emiya Kiritsugu could still see a trace of green light.

Quenching the poison weapon, Emiya Kiritsugu, who has seen the inhuman speed of the other party, did not dare to be careless, and the idea of exchanging injuries for injuries to kill the other party has now disappeared.

A person who has been active in the dark all year round will never test poison himself, especially in battle.

The dagger displayed in front of Emiya Kiritsugu only stayed for a moment before becoming a hazy afterimage, and the black robe turned into a black shadow again, and the white mask instantly enlarged in Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes.

At the last moment, with a feeling, Emiya Kiritsugu firmly clasped the wrist of the other party's hand that was holding the dagger.

The dagger, which was no distance from the eyeball, was blocked by the dead, unable to take a single step.

The curved tip of the knife now took up the entire field of view of his left eye, and Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't imagine that he was a little late in reacting. Without any emotion or rejoicing, the other hand immediately attacked the other party with a dagger.

Bang!

A dull crash sounded, and Emiya Kiritsugu didn't expect that the other party was actually wearing a set of chain mail, and the dagger broke through the other party's chain mail hidden under the black robe, but it didn't get any brilliant results.

"Heh......" seemed to be laughing at this man who was not self-sufficient, and the black-robed man suddenly made a force and decided to kill this cunning enemy who was following him.

The dagger in front of him could bury the man's eyes or his life at any time, and the slightest cut of skin would greatly reduce his strength, and finally slowly die under the effect of the toxin.

Victory was in front of him, and the black-robed man seemed to have seen the glorious moment of his completion of the task, and suddenly, a cool aura swept through his body, making it impossible for the exerting arm to exert any strength.

It's like being in the middle of a blizzard in the land of extreme winter, and it's extremely cold.

The black-robed man immediately grabbed the wrist of the man holding the dagger in front of him, and wanted to take the other man's dagger out of his body, but it was already too late.

I don't know what kind of enchanted dagger was used to spread the terrifying cold air all over the black-robed man's body, as if the black-robed man who was about to turn into ice had already sensed his god beckoning to him.

The dagger in front of him was slowly removed, and the quenching dagger that threatened his life could no longer be a threat.

Through this mask, Emiya Kiritsugu could still see a trace of cold air coming out of his eyes, this black-robed man was now dying.

Over-believing in the chain mail he was wearing killed an assassin of incredible speed.

The poisoned dagger was forced to fall to the ground because of its weakness, and the black-robed man who staggered back wanted to leave the man, but the dagger stuck in the opponent's chain mail interrupted the other party's thoughts.

The victory and defeat have been decided, and Emiya Kiritsugu raised his foot to kick the black-robed man away, and at the same time made it convenient for him to get the dagger back.

The streak of blood stained on the dagger had now turned into a thin layer of ice, a layer of mist.

Slowly walking towards this black-robed man who died from his own self-confidence, Emiya Kiritsugu wanted to know who the murderer who sent out the crossbow arrow that triggered the riot was who was.

The black robe could no longer hide the chill on the other party's body, and Emiya Kiritsugu, who was close to the other party, could still hear the sound of ice cubes breaking from the other party's body.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was familiar with the characteristics of the weapon in his hand, was not surprised in any way.

The black-robed man, who was not supported enough, finally fell heavily to the ground, and when he landed, there was a chaotic sound of broken ice.

"Strange ......" The white mask finally uttered such a word in a frightened tone, and his life came to an end.

Flipping open the other party's black robe and uncovering the other party's mask, this terrifying black-robed man has become a broken ice sculpture - an ice sculpture with clear middle-aged man's skin lines.

It is a pity that such a lifelike ice sculpture has been shattered, and the broken artwork can only regrettably dissipate into the world in the end, turning into a puddle of water that no one cares about.

The Stranger - Emiya Kiritsugu's dagger, a terrifying weapon capable of turning enemies and even enemy armor into ice cubes in an instant.