Inside and outside the Borello estate, the flames of war swept through like a wave of rage.

The offensive of the "Fire Demon Knight" became more and more turbulent, slapping on the walls and the bodies of the enemy soldiers in waves, splashing clusters of flesh and blood, and then retreating into the jungle of swords, guns and halberds, leaving a dull red mottled slowly spread.

Under the condition of being attacked on the back of the enemy, the defense line built by the defenders of the manor gradually collapsed. The rushing warriors shouted in unison, swinging their blades to cut a bloody path. The speed of their advance was only limited by the muddy ground and cramped space, and although the movement was still a little difficult, the indomitable momentum was unstoppable.

This suffering army was only one step away from the ultimate goal of this trip, and the sound of the victory horn seemed to be about to sound passionately.

The faint spark of hope in the embattled world is about to struggle out of the imminent demise. But between the palm overturning, the cold breath in the wind that follows like a shadow comes unexpectedly.

A look of helplessness and sadness flashed in Onetsa's slightly tired eyes.

She turned her head sideways to listen to the report of the sentinel's urgency, and the spirit that was barely lifted was drifting away in the dripping night rain, and the mood that had just drifted in the clouds fell to the dust in an instant.

Except for the few hundred personal guards, all the troops under her command have been thrown into the battlefield in front of her. Even though the advance step by step declares the chance of victory, it also makes the soldiers fall into the quagmire step by step and cannot extricate themselves. At this moment, both armies had made some breakthroughs, but the strong walls and obstacles in the doorways seriously hindered the formation of the knights, making it impossible for them to exert their destructive power to the fullest. Therefore, it would take at least a quarter of an hour to attack within ten steps of the Marquis of Borriello.

However, there isn't that much time left to splurge.

The two Praetorian forces controlled by Borriello. It has been stationed in the barracks on the banks of the Green River in the north of the city, not far from the manor. Even if the number of them who can immediately enter the battle in a hurry is not too large, it is enough to turn the balance of war. According to the intelligence of the sentinels, it only takes a short cup of tea to rush to the vanguard of the forbidden army and cut off their own retreat.

Finally. What should I do?

The long-suffering Onetsa's face was as calm as ever, but the strands of cold silk continued to roll up from the deepest part of her heart, wanting to drag her into the abyss of despair completely.

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"There's nothing Onisha can do anymore," commented Cattroman, who was standing still on the hillside not far away, "Borriello's reinforcements are covering from the rear, while her army is scattered all over the battlefield, and she can't even find a chance to gather and put up a stubborn resistance." ”

Dargnan looked up to wipe the rain from his face. Nodding silently, he didn't know how to deal with it, and he wasn't even sure if the legendary powerhouse was talking to him.

"Not really," the voice of the great magician came slowly from the other direction, "since she dares to make a desperate bet, she should have one or two hole cards in her hand." ”

"An Lan has destroyed the country for more than ten years, and the hidden power of the royal family has long been exhausted. That's one of the reasons she's in the situation she is in," Carter Roman replied disapprovingly. Even in the dripping rain, his voice was still as clear as in his ears, "Onesha's hole cards have been almost used in the process of recovering the country, and today, what tricks can be left?"

"For example. Haji pondered for a moment before he tentatively said, "For example, Master Allegri......"

Haji himself is a great magician who has been famous for a long time, and Allegri can only be regarded as his junior at best. But as one of the witnesses of the "Victory Day Celebration". He witnessed Allegri's activation of the Last Fire in its entirety, and he had a deeper understanding of the meaning and terrifying power it contained than anyone else present. Therefore, for this junior who has been making rapid progress, he still maintains enough respect and fear.

"He's shallow, what's there to fear?" Cartroman, snorting and shaking his head with a little disdain.

Unlike Hadji, he had only a few acquaintances with Allegri, and at that time, he was just a little-known mage. If he hadn't been a friend of Nacini's, I'm afraid I wouldn't have even thought of looking at him more. By the time of the Victory Day Celebrations, Cattroman had already rushed back to Iron Pass to take control of the army, and out of sight was false, and he was even more skeptical of the rumors about Allegri's bizarre.

In the following time, there were few opportunities for the two sides to get in touch, and occasionally one or two indirect involvements did not leave a very good impression. For example, what Allegri's half-elf ranger did, Cattroman has always had a lot of trouble in his heart. Although he had already heard that Allegri had been promoted, he still scoffed at it and didn't pay any attention to it.

What's more, even if Allegri is really a real great magician, in front of his "Blood Drinking Demon Knife", what can he please?

Thinking of this, he smiled quite selfishly, raised his finger and pointed at Haji, then pointed back at himself, and said softly, "Even if Allegri is really Onissa's foreshadowing, Borriello's hole cards are much bigger than hers." ”

"You and I are naturally not afraid, but ......" Haji's expression was still a little hesitant, and he paused for a moment before continuing, "But what about the king's attitude?"

This is where this thunderbolt great magician really hesitates and fears, otherwise if he just compares the magic level of the two sides, he doesn't need to consider Carter Roman, he also has the confidence to stabilize Allegri's head. But it was precisely because he knew something about the seemingly friendly relationship between Allegri and Nacini that it was a little tricky now.

Since the wedding, King Nacini's decisiveness has become increasingly prominent, and there is even a tendency to move closer to the previous king. This time he came to Anlan to help Borriello, and Haji only received a brief secret order, which did not mention Allegri at all. In this case, it would be fine if the other party did not intervene in the Anlan chaos, but once Allegri was involved, it would become a dilemma whether to regard him as an enemy at that time.

His gaze shifted to Cattroman, who was not far away, looking for some clues. As the leader of this operation and the father-in-law of King Nacini, this legendary powerhouse will definitely know the tricks better than he does.

"Your Excellency?" Cattroman gently rubbed the hilt of the knife on his waist, glanced at him a little suddenly, and then said indifferently, "Before leaving, the king gave me full authority to deal with this matter, so-" As he spoke, he had already turned his head, his slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he did not continue to answer, but said to Dalgnan, who had been standing quietly and solemnly,

"Boy, what are you still doing standing stupidly, isn't this a perfect opportunity to assassinate?" (To be continued......)

PS: (First update, long time no see, hot hot hands)