That night, the old butler prepared a load of supplies and hurried to the great plain northeast of the city according to the instructions in the letter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although the old butler's hand trembled involuntarily after opening the letter and browsing it, and even his face had a hesitant look, when he touched the small note in his pocket, all the hesitation turned into a resolute look.

As an old butler who watched Franconian grow up, when he saw the handwriting on the small note, he knew that Francony was already determined to die, and the old butler who was saved by the previous earl naturally had to fight for his life to complete Franken's last order.

The old butler walked towards the depths of the plains on the frontier where humans hardly dared to set foot, and even if Francon's letter only pointed out a general direction, the old butler was trying to find the traces of that race.

Race that controls the vast plains of the south-central continent, the race of hills, the race of natural fighting, the race with a great desire to plunder and kill, the centaur.

While the old butler was still on the way to find the traces of the centaurs, the city of Boult was about to usher in a major turning point in the war.

The southern city wall, which was facing the main attack of the garrison, had already collapsed a large part of the wall in the bombing two days ago, and the city wall that had been built at the cost of many resources of the Franconian Kingdom could not give the soldiers of the Franconian Kingdom a sense of security for the first time since the start of the war.

The huge crack that stretched across the small half of the city wall was as if the hearts and morale of these soldiers could not be repaired.

In such a situation, the defense of the city wall ushered in a change of defense every three days, and Harden, who was originally defending the east gate, was now moving to the south wall to defend at night.

Inside the tent, Harden took a deep breath and watched the man in the soldier's uniform of the Franken Kingdom leave his tent, and couldn't help but keep clenching his fist several times in a row, releasing it, releasing his fist, as if this would calm the restlessness in his heart.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Harden took a battalion of soldiers belonging to him to the South City Gate, and when he handed over to the guards here, he couldn't help but pull his collar, his eyes swept over, and his tone was a little angry, and he asked the soldiers with black faces in front of him.

"Where's your commander, why are you the only soldier here in the handover of the city defense?"

The soldier just glanced at Harden and said coldly.

"During today's battle, our battalion couldn't retreat in time, and was hit by the thing flying in the sky, and one battalion was left with us who ran slowly~"

The words that had been thought of were suddenly speechless, and he couldn't help but look up at the ruined city wall, and then at the soldiers behind him who heard the soldier's words and were full of horror.

As soon as he pushed away the soldier in front of him, Harden directly instructed his subordinates to stand at the sentry post, set up a tent, and vaguely glanced at a few henchmen, Harden found a clean place, sat down, and waited for the soldier to set up a tent.

After the tent was set up, Harden walked into the tent with a serious face, and after a while, all the soldiers who had just looked at him walked into Harden's tent.

"Head, they're all going to fetch now, I observed before I came in, and there's no one around. ”

A soldier with a somewhat immature but shrewd face who saw Harden's expression immediately said what he had observed, making Harden nod with satisfaction.

Motioning for a few people to come closer, Harden lowered his voice and said.

"Everything is ready, it's tonight, don't hesitate, our lives matter, we can't throw away our own lives for Franken's life, right?!"

"Everyone understands the current situation, the opposite side can already be said to win steadily, and if we persist in it, it is nothing more than a dead word, in case those guys on the other side can't think about it for a while, and decide to attack the people of our entire city, then we won't be finished~"

"So, at this time, hurry up and get some credit and save your own life, even if you don't have this official position, with the skills of your brothers, where can you get some money?"

"So, at two o'clock in the morning, we got into action. When you go down, gather together all those whom you can trust, and in the evening we will open the gates of the city and let them come in from the other side, and remember to have the red strips of cloth on the right hands of the brothers who are with me. ”

After finishing the words that he had been thinking about for a long time in one breath, Harden began to stare at the faces of several people in front of him, and his right hand was already inadvertently placed on his waist, only less than a punch away from the hilt of the knife.

Knowing that this was a critical moment, several people in front of Harden hurriedly rushed to show their loyalty one by one, for fear that it would be embarrassing to be slow and throw their heads here.

After waving his hand to let the men down, Harden sat alone in the tent, and the food brought by his cronies did not move, quietly waiting for the fateful time of the evening to come.

In the early hours of the night, the two moons in the sky were obscured by dark clouds that came at some point, and Francon, who was sleeping in the room with his wife of many years, was awakened by the sudden sound of shouting and killing.

Tightening his arms tightly, his wife was full of panic, and Francon, dressed in a white single coat, walked out the door with a bedside saber.

Listening to the faint sound of "the city is broken~" near the city wall, his body staggered, and he barely fainted on the ground by holding the ground with a saber, and the wife wearing a blanket quickly helped Franken up.

"I'm fine, but you have to go now, take your son with you!"

"It's good to hide your identity and live your life safely with some money. Don't say no, it's the best option right now. ”

"Now, hurry, act now. ”

Standing up straight, Franken broke free of his wife's hand and walked away with his back to her.

"What about you?"

The faint crying voice behind him made Franconia pause, and then walked forward again, but the pace grew faster and faster, and at last he almost raced.

Half an hour later, Giggs watched the fire in the middle of the city of Boult, stared for a long time, and then sighed and returned to his tent.

"The big picture is decided. ”

In late September, with the breakthrough of Boult City, Franconia's ** died, the Franconian Kingdom announced its retirement from the stage of history, and after three days of purging, Giggs officially entered the Boult City, which represents the core of the north.

And in the plains of the north, the old butler of the wind and rain finally found some traces of centaurs, and almost shouted excitedly, but fortunately, he still retained his sanity, and judged the direction from the tracks according to the experience of wandering in his youth.

A few days later, the old butler who had climbed over a small hill couldn't help but shed tears of excitement when he looked at this very simple tribe in his vision. (To be continued.) )