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As he left, he took one last deep look back.

His Majesty seemed to have laid down all his burdens at once, and he was much younger. Paul saw Gast holding his glass to see him off.

He saw the only dozen or so guards who were reluctant to leave, busily piling up the firewood at the door of the palace and pouring fire oil on it.

He walked through the streets and saw the desperate and panicked faces of the chaotic streets of Atlantus. There were soldiers who were at the end of the madness with torches, and there were women who dragged their children and girls and wept.

Not far outside the city gates, he saw the thunderous hooves of the orcs rolling in the snow.

He saw many, many things.

This day is the end of Atlantus.

This is a day that he will always remember.

.......

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and people's faces hurt like knives.

The snow turned from small particles to catkins, burrowing into people's necks.

Just as Paul left the city gate, and finally looked back deeply at Atlantus in the wind and snow for the last time, and then plunged into the wind and snow, the wind on the other side of the river pulled the reins of the horse, and the white horse under the seat raised its front hooves with a clatter.

And behind Yi Feng, the army that came in the wind and dust suddenly fell to the muddy ground, panting for breath.

"It's finally here!"

This march can be regarded as exhausting everyone.

Yifeng didn't have any sense of relief on his face, instead he sighed softly.

"But it's still a step too late!"

The scenes that happened in Atlantus in the wind and snow were also captured by Yifeng.

Irabella didn't speak, pursed her lips tightly, her palms aching.

Maginot spat on the ground in indignation.

"This damn Bogut can't resist it for one more day!?"

It can be clearly seen here that the orc camp not far away is empty, and the Atlanta camp on the other side of the river bank is still emitting black smoke. Even some soldiers have begun to appear scattered in front of Yifeng's eyes, these are some panicked routs. They all looked panicked, and saw Yifeng's army shivering in the grass like ostriches.

The situation is already obvious, the orcs have broken through the entire defense, and Atlantus has fallen.

The fireworks over the highest point in all of Atlantus speak for themselves.

No one spoke, just stared at the rising black smoke stupidly, only to feel panicked in my heart.

Atlantus is the symbol of the whole of Atlanta, the city that has never fallen for nearly a hundred years!

His fall heralded the end of an era.

After a long time, Yifeng exhaled a deep breath of white air and turned the horse's head.

"Let's go, let's go back, and now even if we break into Atlanta, it won't help!"

This is what was said specifically to Ilabella. Atlantus was a native of Erabela, and she certainly didn't want to see such a majestic city end up in such a fate. But now the number of troops led by Yifeng and others is not large, and they are still sleepy and tired of people on long journeys, and if they rush in at this time, not only can they not save people, but they will put themselves in it.

In fact, they themselves are already taking a huge risk to move forward here. Thankfully, now that the orcs have crossed the river, they are busy taking over Atlantus, and no one is paying attention to it. Otherwise, the commander-in-chief of any army will never allow a formed unit to appear in his rear.

It's not that Irabella doesn't understand this. She just sobbed her red nose and stood on tiptoe to look at Atlanta.

"I just want to take one last look at it, just to remember it!"

Atlantus, which has been defiled by the orcs, even if it is recovered in the future, even if it is built with great splendor, but this is not the city where the sun never sets before.

"Look, who's over there!?"

Suddenly, Irabella screamed. Yifeng followed the direction of her finger and saw a small black dot in the center of the river, which was a small boat, which seemed to have escaped from Atlanta.

It is naturally a pleasure to meet acquaintances on such occasions.

When the boat docked, Yifeng saw that the leader turned out to be Paul. For this upright, loyal and capable general, Yifeng is still quite happy. Although he had beaten him at the beginning, he had a good impression of him. Especially after the night of the coup, his integrity is commendable.

Paul brought Gast's last order, and as soon as he saw Ilabella, he fell to one knee, held up the paperwork in one hand, and wept silently.

"Your Majesty has gone!"

It was a courtesy of knightly allegiance to the new monarch. Paul's coming by order was not an apostate, but rather a model of nobility.

Although this was expected, the fire coming from the direction of the palace must have been Gast's farewell to this world before his death. But Yifeng still felt a little embarrassed. I think when I first met Gast, everyone's impression was quite good, if it wasn't for the later event of the competition, everyone might be good friends.

What do you think of this person?

The heart is higher than the sky, and the fate is thinner than paper!

I can't really tell whether it's right or wrong.

But soon Yifeng's emotion was interrupted by other things.

With Paul's allegiance, he was followed by countless people who suddenly rushed up and surrounded Erabella, all of whom rushed to say some words of sensual allegiance. It is nothing more than how His Majesty Gast is unexpected, and he was false and untrustworthy at the beginning.

Yifeng took a closer look, and there were many characters like the Minister of Finance, and many of them were Gast's henchmen who were reused at that time.

Poor Gast's bones were not cold, and he was so slandered by his former trusted ministers.

Yifeng suddenly felt a little disdainful.

Magino looked at him coldly, patted Yifeng's shoulder lightly, and comforted.

"Pretty unaccustomed, huh?"

Yifeng nodded. Especially after listening to Paul's sad and indignant account of Gast's last lament: "The king is not the king of the dead country, but the minister is the minister of the dead country", I was even more emotional.

Is this due to the improper use of people by Gast, or is it the selfishness of the ministers?

Maginot further explained.

"You'll get used to seeing too much. This is the law of survival of the Atlantan aristocracy. They are not alone, there is often a powerful family standing behind them, and whoever is strong, they will move closer to whom!"

This kind of behavior is still within the acceptable range. After all, now that Gast is gone, these nobles can't say anything wrong if they want to change their doors and have a new master. It's just a panic in my heart, very sorry for Atlanta is not worth it, and I feel pity for Gast.

Maginot seemed to sense Yifeng's unhappiness and smiled slightly.

"Forget it, let's open it! Compared to Bogut, and Marquis and the others, they're much better, aren't they?"

That's a true statement! At least they didn't surrender!

More importantly, they are taking refuge in themselves, and what Irabella lacks now is fame.

Suddenly, Yifeng was relieved.

Looking up at the confused wind and snow in front of him, it seems that it is no longer so cold. (To be continued.) )