GLP guessed Count Sneck's trick of stealing the day, but not the collective betrayal of the garrison. {Starter}

After the death of the previous head of the family, in order to prevent trouble, the three-headed dog spent ten years to build Isttalon's army into an impregnable iron bucket, and even the young lord himself did not have the right to move the army at will.

The security forces, the surveillance forces, and the garrison forces are practically indistinguishable from each other, and for GLP, this force is the result of most of his life's work. So even when the fake "Antonio" appeared in person, he was not at all worried about his control over the army.

However, the reality is so cruel that everything only happens in a blink of an eye.

More than a hundred bowstrings flicked at the same time, and arrows rained down. The defenses laid out on the walls of Isttalon were more than just ordinary bows and arrows. A huge black shadow let out a monster-like roar through the air, it was a bed crossbow that could only be fired with the help of mechanical power, the crossbow bolt made of pig iron was two meters long, and it would have taken two people ten minutes to wind the war monster, I don't know when it had been quietly prepared

Marivien raised her hand, and a dazzling white light that was impossible to see radiated from the tips of her fingers, converging on top of Pross's head to form a large white cross. Huge crossbow bolts slammed into the white cross with a deafening loud sound. The white cross flickered rapidly, neutralizing the terrifying power of the bolts, and it itself faltered.

That's all she can do.

As an ancient military fortress stationed on the King's Road, it revealed its true face three hundred years later, but the fangs were aimed at its own warriors. Hundreds of hard bows and the whistling of twelve bed crossbows converged into a violent storm that swept across the border, and the Isttalon warriors who had just retreated from the battlefield of Red Rock Ridge had no power to resist, and all the troops were wiped out in a breath.

There was silence for a while outside the city gate, which had been noisy just now.

I heard a bang out of thin air, and the figure of GLP appeared above the city wall across a distance of tens of meters. He is not a person who likes to talk, and at this time he has already formed a life-and-death feud, and he doesn't need to say half a word more. "Antonio" subconsciously raised his head to meet his gaze, and suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar, and involuntarily fell backwards.

The soldiers in charge of guarding the city gates were elite soldiers with extensive combat experience, as did the mutineers. The moment Prologis jumped into the air, at least ten hard bows aimed at his body, and he fired a second arrow without hesitation. With a deft flip in mid-air, Pros unfastened his cloak and flung it out with his backhand, revealing his body wrapped in layers of blood-stained bandages.

The black goat's hair cloak encompassed all the arrows that shot at him, and he himself hid behind the cloak and fell to the top of the city, waving his daggers in both hands, and countless blood lines bloomed on the mutinous soldiers around him at the same time. At this time, the soldiers who did not defect on the city wall also reacted, drew their weapons and engaged the mutineers, and the city wall was suddenly in chaos.

Pross stared at Count Sneck coldly, and the next step flashed directly in front of him, and the dagger stabbed straight into his chest.

"Since Lord Pros has been seriously injured, don't push yourself too hard. Unhurriedly, Count Sneik raised his staff and easily blocked the blow that Pros was determined to achieve. The corners of Pross's eyes twitched, and he quickly took a few steps back, his cold gaze tingling with surprise.

Even if he can't exert half of his combat strength with a serious injury now, he won't be able to be so easily resisted by Count Sneiker. Now this situation can only show one thing - Count Snecker actually hides the strength of the silver rank!

"To be honest, I really don't like your rigid expression in the past, but now it's just right, and it can make you feel a little sense of accomplishment and happiness. ”

Instead of pursuing, Count Snecker stood there and smiled politely.

"Count Sneck, from today you will be the sworn enemy of the White Lion of Istalen. Pross said through gritted teeth.

"Although I would like to say that it is ......an honor," Count Sneike shook his head, the smile on his face still unchanged, "but compared to the one outside the gates, this threat of yours is really not interesting." ”

"It turns out that the name of the White Lion Family has been underestimated to this extent?" a voice said with a sigh.

Count Snecker turned his head sharply and saw the figure of the young lord, not the waste under his feet, of course, but a handsome young man in armor and holding a long sword out of the tower on one side of the wall. Mad Dog Shet and Lolana followed him, followed by one after another great knights who had reached the bronze rank and even silver ranks.

Although the command of the ordinary troops was delegated to the three GLPs, as the current head of the White Lion Family, Antonio still controlled the core of the White Lion Knights.

"That's a ...... An unexpected surprise. The smile on Count Sneck's face finally stiffened, and at the sight of the girl beside the young lord with the same standard smile on her face, he finally realized how disgusting this expression was.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sneck. After much deliberation, I feel that the lord is more worthy of allegiance than you. Lolana lifted the corner of her coat and bowed to Count Sneck.

"Poor child, you don't know what a precious thing you have given up. If I had known you were so cute, I would never have wasted you on a lion cub. Count Sneck shook his head and said with regret: "Although your foolish behavior has disturbed the rhythm of this waltz, it has also impressed me. ”

"Stop this farce, Count Sneick!" Antonio cried out, "and the city is about to face a great life-and-death crisis, and what good is it for you to create such a situation now?"

"I agree with you, my lord. Count Snecker spread his hands and smiled, "It's just that our views on some issues may be skewed. Why do you still think I want to get some 'benefit' out of this drama?"

Hearing him say this, Antonio was a little confused, and the faces of Lolana and Pross, who were the quickest minds in the audience, suddenly changed drastically. Without saying a word, Pros raised his dagger and entered the raid again, while Lolana opened her hands and sandwiched colorful alchemy potions between her fingers.

"Hehe, I like smart people......" Count Sneck chuckled twice, raised his staff to block Pros's swift blow again, and with his other hand pinched the orchid finger and flicked it lightly in front of him, Pros's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees.

Lolana was just about to throw out the alchemy potion in her hand when a dark shadow suddenly shrouded her eyes. When she looked up, she couldn't help but gasp.

It hasn't been long since Marivian asked for the city to be opened, but the situation has changed rapidly, but the person who should have appeared most has never appeared. It was only then that he jumped out of nowhere, and stood on the side of Count Snecker without hesitation.

"Anderson, that's your question!What price did Sneike give you?" the mad dog Schett gritted his teeth as he gritted his sword hilt and stepped forward to block Antonio. The collective mutiny of the garrison is really incredible, and only the problem of their immediate commander is a reasonable explanation.

"Look at his eyes! Master Anderson must be under control!" Rolana suddenly shouted.

Shet hurriedly fixed his eyes, and sure enough, there was no white eye in Adson's eyes, some unknown black substance occupied his eyes, and he was still dissatisfied with the slender tentacles that pierced the skin blood vessels around the eye sockets.

Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that his mind had been manipulated, but his own strength had not weakened in the slightest. Shet didn't make a move, but Anderson raised his hammer and smashed it head-on at him.

Shet grabbed Antonio and Lorana and flew backwards, the hard granite walls shattering in front of Anderson.

"Although there was a slight mistake, this waltz still has to be played. Count Snecker looked at Antonio from afar, took off his top hat and bowed in salute, the smile on his face distorting.

"Stupid little fellow, do you think I'm the kind of rotten aristocrat who plays power games? But you yourself are the rotten aristocrat, and I'm a real artist! Let's enjoy the art of destruction!"

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