Hearing the howl of the demon wolf in the distance, Jeremy, who was in charge of guarding the chapel, felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Maybe the escaped slaves angered the demon wolves in the mountains?" He soothed himself with his own words.

At this moment, a private soldier covered in blood and seriously wounded rushed into the construction site and shouted: "Oh no! Priest Trick is ambushed! Go and save him! ”

When he had said this, the man fainted and fell to the ground, motionless.

Jeremy was shocked, leaving a team of men to guard the construction site, and immediately dispatched all the private soldiers to the rescue. The wounded soldier, whose face was covered in blood, was carried into the nearby shed, and a girl brought a towel and rags: "Where are your wounds?" I'll bandage you. ”

The privateer pointed to his heart, "In my heart." ”

The girl who was taking care of her suddenly opened her eyes wide and covered her mouth so that she didn't scream! "Brother Qiao, it's you!"

"Emily, you are truly my angel." Joe laughed, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

The nurse girl named Emily hurriedly got up and looked around, and saw that the guard was patrolling the field, and said in a low voice, "You have escaped, what are you doing here?" Aren't you afraid that they will catch you? ”

"I'm a loach, they can't catch me." Joe smiled, "Not only do I have to escape, but I also have to flee with everyone." ”

"What are you talking about?" Emily looked anxiously to the left and right, and suddenly picked up the rag strip in a hurry, "Quick, I'll wrap your face so the guards don't recognize it." ”

"You can't believe it, I've met the Princess of Fire, and she's coming to our rescue...... Hey, don't wrap my mouth up, I can't speak...... Uh-huh"

A moment later, the chapel's alarm bell rang suddenly.

The team of private soldiers who stayed behind to guard hurriedly went to check, and just after running a hundred meters, the alarm bell at the other end also rang. Immediately after, the remaining alarm bells rang one after another, and the guards were walked around. Just when they were completely confused, a shout came from the top of the chapel: "Bed bug, look at your uncle! ”

The exhausted guards subconsciously looked up.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a pitch-black thing flying towards my face.

A few stone bricks were smashed down in the air.

Smack.

Several guards smashed their skulls on the spot, and lay on the ground with their faces covered in blood.

"What people!" The captain of the guard pointed his crossbow arrows into the air, but more bricks were dropped.

"Come on, you have the ability to catch me!" Brother Qiao stood on the roof, holding the stone bricks in his hand and shouted, "The Princess of Gunfire has sent me to tell you: today is the day of Trick's burial, and you are going to bury him!" ”

Brother Qiao became more and more courageous, and those guards were attracted to him, some of them shot arrows below, and some climbed the scaffolding with short swords.

When the other laborers saw that Brother Qiao dared to provoke those guards, they gathered around to watch the battle. Originally, they all thought that Brother Qiao was suddenly crazy, but when they suddenly heard him mention the name of "Princess of Gunfire", the crowd was already secretly in a commotion.

Some of the hot-blooded young people were already gearing up to revolt with Brother Qiao, while the older ones advised them not to be impulsive. Everyone's attention was drawn to Brother Qiao during the riot, and no one noticed that the heavy gates of the fortress had been set on fire.

The center of the oak door quickly burned into a large black charcoal mark, and the heavy latch was gradually charred.

"Roar! Red Dragon! With a shout of rage, the wild heat burst through the gate. The young man slowly stepped into the door of the remnant fire with the giant sword on his shoulder, "The filth of the world will be purified by my flames!" Come on, you filthy bugs! ”

The explosive debut, coupled with the lines he thought about all night, this is the heroic appearance he dreamed of. If you hadn't stepped on a pile of shit just now, the look would have been even more perfect.

"Where's the bastard, kill him!" The captain of the guard gave the order, and several guards turned and rushed towards him.

But these ordinary people were no match for the giant sword, and the giant sword in the young man's hand rushed away unceremoniously with flames. The flames swung like a whirlwind, making it impossible for the guards to get close. The bricks on the roof crackled like hail on the guards' heads—and many laborers climbed onto the roof in the same way as Brother Qiao, lifting the bricks and smashing them down.

The young man became more and more courageous, and he slashed several guards one after another. The laborers who were watching the battle shouted and cheered, and the young man, as if he had just been blessed by the priest, was in high spirits, and pointed to the nose of the captain of the guard and shouted, "Come, you cowardly reptile. Will it only send your men out to die? ”

Before the captain could reply, he had already received two hammers on his head. Even though he was wearing a tin helmet, his head was still buzzing.

No one expected that a small man would jump down from the second-floor window while people were unprepared, and two blacksmith hammers would hit the captain's helmet like a horseshoe. "Avenge my brother!" The little man was red-eyed, and a pair of hammers hit anyone he saw. A few companions next to him couldn't hold it back, and they lifted the shovels and shovels around them and joined the team of resistance.

For a time, the chapel was in chaos, some of the laborers were fighting with the guards with tools, some were secretly stumbling with wooden sticks, and some were too timid to step forward and grab two handfuls of soot and throw them far away in the guards' faces.

In the confusion, Brother Qiao kicked over the oil barrel, and a fire ignited the towering bell tower of the chapel, "Fight!" Kill the guards! For freedom! ”

The wolves roared, and the human voices screamed.

More demon wolves pounced on the spears, more demon blood splattered on Monya's private soldiers, and more demon wolves howled and pounced on more private soldiers.

Priest Trick lay down in the carriage with his head in fear, and Monia stood on the roof of the carriage with a spear and slashed at the wolf that pounced on him.

His bow and arrows had long since been shot empty, and most of his men were killed or wounded.

Is he going to die here today?

"Lord Priest! Rescue is coming! Jeremy's voice could be heard in the distance.

"Jeremy! My good brother! Trick seemed to see hope, "Use soul magic to drive away these demon wolves!" ”

Jeremy rushed in, the steel whip in his hand already burning with soul flames: "Get out of here, these beasts." ”

"Finally a soul-wielding man." As soon as Jeremy heard the sound of talking above his head, the "soul mine" buried in the snow had already sounded in a row, and the debris that stirred up instantly shattered his body and the private soldier beside him.

He screamed and fell to the ground, his lower body already covered in blood.

"My legs! My leg! Looking at his legs a few meters away, he howled loudly. At this moment, the alarm bell of the chapel rang from behind.

Jeremy quickly turned around and saw smoke billowing above the chapel.

It's dark.

A crossbow shot into his forehead.

The fire in the chapel seemed to burn on the head of Priest Trick, who was hysterically slapping the glass in the carriage, "My chapel! No! ”

Monia hurriedly jumped off the roof of the car and stood guard outside the window, "Master, don't worry, I will protect you." ”

Before the words fell, his hand was deflected a few points, and the spear broke in response.

Before he could shout, a demon wolf had already pounced on his shoulder and bit down on his neck. Then more wolves roared and pounced, disemboweling and tearing his body to pieces.

Seeing the scene of Monia being torn apart by the demon wolf, Priest Trick felt a wave of nausea, and the breakfast he had just eaten almost gushed out, he quickly turned his back and covered his mouth tightly.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw black smoke rising from the direction of the village.

"No, my house!" He was tearing his heart and crying bitterly, tears and snot and vomit gushing out at the same time!

Losing the protection of Monia and the private soldiers, the wolves quickly broke through the carriage. When the wolf's sharp teeth tore open his belly, he was about to experience the feeling of a broken liver and intestines.

The cheers of the chapel soared into the sky.

Led by Brother Qiao and the young men, the laborers defeated the guards who were usually proud, smashed the iron shackles, and regained the feeling of freedom.

"Brothers! Sisters! Joe climbed into a couple of barrels and shouted, "Come here, listen to me!" ”

The laborers suppressed the revelry and gradually moved closer.

"The battle isn't over yet, our soul pact is still hidden in Trick's mansion!" Joe brandished his sword, "Do you want to be free?" ”

The cries of the workers in unison have given a clear answer.

Qiao Jian pointed in the direction of Crocodile Village to the east, "Freedom is there!" The great 'Princess of Fire' will fight alongside us to defeat Trick, destroy the soul pact, and let us regain our free lives! ”

The slaves and laborers were boiling, they had heard countless stories of the princess of fire saving the commoners, and even prayed in their dreams that she would lead them out of the sea of suffering. They couldn't believe that good luck would come their way, and some even slapped themselves a few times to wake them up.

"Rush! Return to Crocodile Village! ”

"Kill Trick! Destroy the Soul Pact! ”

"For the sake of freedom, rush!"

The laborers rushed out of the doors of the chapel like a flood water breaking through the gates, heading straight for the crocodile village. But after running less than a mile, a thick smell of blood was already blowing in his face.

What a terrifying Shura field it was!

The wolves had dispersed, leaving only stumps and severed arms everywhere, minced meat and snow sticky and disgusting to walk on.

Among the corpses everywhere, Lydia picked up a spear that was still handy and rummaged through the pile of corpses for survivors. However, judging from her lost expression, it didn't seem to leave a living mouth.

He squinted and leaned against the tree, as if he was resting, and seemed to be thinking about something. Finks kept smiling, boasting about how he had shot Jeremy's head with a delicate arrow.

The laborers' eyes widened and their mouths widened, staring in amazement at the corpses of demon wolves and private soldiers all over the ground, and their brains made up a grand war in which Lydia would single-handedly take on a thousand people to wash the valley with blood. They all praised:

"I didn't expect the Princess of Gunfire to be so powerful!"

"Yes, the bard said that the princess assassinated the demon general on the battlefield faster than I cut the turnip."

"I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that those stories are not enough to show the princess's bravery."

Seeing Jo and the young men arrive with the laborers, Lydia waives apologetically at them, saying that they are late.

"Oh my God, such a gracious princess!"

"A gentle and benevolent, yet powerful princess!"

"In order to save a lowly commoner like us, he deigned to this wasteland."

Several laborers shed tears of emotion on the spot.

"Guys, I know you're getting tired. But, look over there! Lydia raised her spear and pointed at the crocodile village in the distance, "Our companions are attacking the den of Priest Trick's sin. ”

Seeing the black smoke over the crocodile village, the laborers boiled again.

Lydia raised her spear: "Mates, my strength is not strong enough, but I will lead the charge!" Will you lend me your strength? ”

The context of the grand narrative with the accent of Shendu instantly inspired everyone's fighting spirit!

"Go and pick up two suitable weapons, let's go at once and crusade against evil!" Lydia raised her arms and shouted, and the crowd was excited. Just as she was enjoying this resounding pleasure, no smile appeared behind her at some point.

"Watch out for that person." Don't laugh and whisper.

Lydia nodded cautiously.

The laborers had assembled, with Lydia and Brother Joe leading the way. Without smiling, he took the young man and the Finks without knowing where to go.