Kai-East, leading the rebels, filled the entire Sovereign Square, and the procession stretched to the city gates, where the torches lit up half of the imperial capital. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In order to make the rebels look more righteous, he went to great lengths to reformulate the poison and let the beak prove it. In the name of avenging the king, they declared that they would judge the sinners, and they would put the rightful royal heir on the throne, so their actions should not be tainted.

The trouble is that it is the children and widows who dominate the Golden Palace. He could not risk the army being infamous for slaughtering women and children. So he planned to besiege the Golden Palace all night until dawn before rushing in - anyway, now that the Cisse guys had been scared away, no one could stop him from winning, it was all just a show.

The night was tiring for the bored rebels, and some of them couldn't help but yawn, and after days of siege, no matter how excited they were, they couldn't survive midnight. The capture of the Golden Palace has become inevitable, and the excitement has faded as time passes.

At this point, the Duke of East, who was troubled by his reputation, felt that he was too lucky, because before he could raise his flag and break through the golden gate, the gate opened on its own.

The first thing he saw was a group of panicked Janissaries, some of whom had lost their helmets, some of them had lost their gloves and belts, and when they saw the rebels, they scrambled to their knees, throwing away their swords, spears, and shields.

Then the Duke of East saw a raging fire burning in the Golden Palace. Looking through the golden gate, there was nothing to be seen inside except a patch of orange-red that was constantly expanding and shrinking.

"Sir, please accept our surrender, the king is mad, he has burned the Golden Palace, and he has burned Lord Dean, our commander, into the fire. ”

The Duke of East did not answer, he was a little amused, he had heard a lot of rumors about the king, he only regarded this ten-year-old puppet as an ignorant child, but he did not expect that Liepon Stanley actually inherited his father's style, bold and creative, to burn his own dormitory to ashes when the enemy army was overwhelmed.

Black Sword looked up at the night sky and saw that the flames had flown over the palace walls and spread towards the sky. The swirling tongue of fire is exerting its terrifying tension, turning the golden dome, towers, fountains, statues ...... Swallow them all.

Across the palace walls, Kai East could feel the heat wave blowing in his face.

Suddenly, he heard a strange scream, not like a child, but like the roar of some beast, and then he saw a small figure climb up the attic closest to the palace gate, dancing and laughing loudly before the rebels.

What a horrible little guy. Duke East couldn't help but sneer.

He stood silent, ignoring the growing number of surrenderers pouring out of the Golden Palace, allowing them to kneel, cry, or flee. These two thousand guys with no sense of honor have killed and insulted the Union Army, and it takes effort to arrest them.

The Duke quietly admired the flames in the night sky, and the tongue of fire that shot into the sky was like a bewitching epiphany.

This is simply a situation blessed by the true God, and the rebels did not insult the descendants of the previous king, who paid the price for their guilt.

However, the strange laughter from the top of the Golden Palace unnerved the Duke of East. The little beastly king was thrilled with his creation.

He also noticed that on the spire of the bell tower, there seemed to be a figure standing.

It was a woman, her bright red hair reflected in the firelight. She was skinny and wore a dark green light veil, and the heat caused the tulle to float up and roll into the fire, bringing up a tongue of fire.

The woman, however, did not seem to notice it, and she looked equally silently at the raging fire beneath her feet.

In her eyes, everything was bright red, the golden dome, the council hall, the knights' promenade, the sun fountain, the back garden full of flowers, now it was all red and red.

The flames are full of life and constantly changing, like an extremely beautiful illusion.

She didn't even feel the heat, the tumbling tongues of flame were just clusters of blooming petals. She even felt a little cold, which made her shiver. The heights should have scared her, but a bright red obscured the sight of the ground, and it seemed that there was a warm ocean beneath her feet, which made her yearn for it.

She didn't think about flinching, because there was nothing behind her, only endless night and cold.

She also saw a long procession of privates, stretched out from the gate of the Golden Palace to the end of the line of sight, holding torches aloft and waving flags, all kinds of flags, including snow-capped mountains, Bailao, and wild wolves, but there were no fleur-de-lis sun flags.

She knew that the soldiers were holding swords in one hand and shields in the other, and she could imagine the pain of being pierced by a sword.

The thought made her shiver again, her feet trembling, and she almost fell into the flames. She shrank back, and the wind blew past her, whether cold or hot, as if to lead her to the hot world below.

She saw the flames draw nearer, the tulle turning into light smoke and drifting into the night, and her long dress seemed to be stained with flames. It was her favorite brocade dress, adorned with 3,000 pearls and 600 precious stones. It looked sparkling at night, making her feel surrounded by these beautiful creations.

However, the brocade was stained with fire, and she could not extinguish it, and the flames on the light veil also rushed to her arm, and she flapped it hurriedly, and there was a tingling and numbness in her arm.

After a moment of panic, she fell silent again, and the warm and bright sea attracted her again, as if she had seen some vision, and she did not know whether it was true or not.

She seemed to have enjoyed a caress and someone whispered in her ear, and then her mouth was bleeding and she turned into a stiff corpse. It was as if she had once grabbed something, and then it slipped out of her hand, as if a baby was sucking milk on her chest, and suddenly she had become a monster with a hideous face.

Suddenly she felt that it was all meaningless, she didn't seem to be attached to it at all, but the cold blades, greedy eyes, and noise frightened her terribly.

She saw Repon lying in a cold wooden cupboard, so small that it was just as long as the top of his head to his feet, his hands folded together, his eyes half-open, staring at her.

After a while, I felt that the wooden cabinet had become longer, and the person inside had become Turing Stanley, with black blood flowing from her eyes, mouth and nostrils, her tongue sticking out, her half-open pupils becoming jet black, and her chapped lips seemed to be wriggling, questioning why she was dead.

After a while, she felt that she was lying in the wooden cupboard, festering, limp limbs, maggots crawling out of her flesh and intestines.

She couldn't help but scream.

Then she saw a bright and warm fire, and the beautiful fireworks were like outstretched arms, as if beckoning her into her arms, and all the terrible illusions would pass. (To be continued.) )