Chapter 441： fire (2/2)

The knights, officers, and southern aristocrats who stayed in the city were in chaos. Even though there were still officers who were trying to maintain order and the fortress was broken, they could not turn the tide. What is even more frightening is that the two horrible energy beams are short-lived. After less than ten minutes of silence, it appeared again.

They are constantly sweeping through the sky, and the low humming sounds become something that the southern aristocrats fear more than the whistling sound of the skyfire. The beams no longer cut the walls for a long time, but they destroy the city and the walls. The upper tower, the arrow tower, the sentry tower and the upper area of ​​the castle.

All the high-rise facilities that can serve as guards are being cleaned one by one.

Viscount Marilyn and Viscount Concord ran on the outer steps of the castle, desperately trying to escape from this human purgatory.

The sound of the explosion and the call of the human voice came from all directions. The sky continued to scream and the beam of light screamed across the sky. At this moment, they once again remembered the horror memory on the gravel ridge, and more since then. Terror, more desperate wilderness escape, they have not considered the decent and basic etiquette of any nobles - all the followers have been thrown away, all dignity can be abandoned, they replaced the castle and the groom The clothes, before fleeing the room, took away all the gold, silver and gems that could be seen in the line of sight, and then ran non-stop on the ladder that seemed to never see the end.

Another burst of squeaking humming sounds from the sky, the short-skinned Mali? Viscount Olan looked back in fear, and he saw a glare of white light slowly sweeping across the towers of the upper part of the castle. Wherever the light beam is, the stone-built towers are annihilated in a series of explosions, the rest of which is turned into a "stone rain" that falls from the sky, and in a little further place, the original roof of the castle - - It was also swept away by the beam and disappeared.

Although I don’t know why the Cecils have never used the skyfire to bomb the castle area, but only use the light beam to sweep the upper layer of the castle, but the Viscounts of Marie and the Viscounts of Conci are not afraid to think about this at this time, they are the light beam The only thing that throbs the power of terror is to quickly turn around and continue to flee toward the north.

They ran across the stairs, ran across a trail, ran across the inner city that was already in chaos, and gradually approached the North Gate of the Rock Fortress - where the Cecil's offensive became slightly weak, because the straight beam was After crossing the high wall, I could not sweep the lower Beicheng District, and the Celsians’ skyfire never bombed here, but the two Viscounts still did not dare to stay.

They continued to run forward, and they began to violently gasp as they ran, and the gold and silver gems in their arms were extraordinarily heavy at the moment. These things that should have brought hope to them now consume them every time they run. The physical strength is double, but the northern wall of the fortress is already in sight.

A pungent breath broke into the nostrils of the Viscount Concord. He couldn’t help but glance at him in the middle of his run. In his sight, smoke and flames were rising from several nearby military installations. .

This is a fire that does not know where it came from... Someone set fire in the city... The mess that is in chaos and on the verge of collapse will fall into the abyss after these fires burn.

But this has nothing to do with him.

"I... I can't run anymore..." The poorly-stricken Mali, Viscount Olan, said intermittently, the atmosphere became more and more chaotic. "You... you wait for me a little... ”

Viscount Concord looked back at Mario? Viscount Olan, but he barely paused and didn't even speak.

Now, if you say a word more, you are wasting your life.

The fire in the city is getting more and more hot, and the black plume is rising from more places. It seems that there are hundreds of people who are setting fire everywhere in the inner city. The smoke is coming from all directions, stimulating the sensitive gas pipe of Viscount Concord, but He still insisted on the thick smoke, because the wall was only a few hundred meters.

Only two hundred meters.

Only one hundred meters left.

The vitality was close at hand, and the road to escape from **** was there. At this moment, even the priest, Oliver, was revived, speeding up to keep up with the pace of Viscount Concord.

In the midst of the smoke, the Viscount Concord faintly saw that there were some figures standing in front and standing on the way to the North Gate.

After running close, he finally saw the face of the figure, that is Ms. Roppini?

The woman was standing there with a slight smile on her face, gracefully looking at the two viscounts wearing the groom and the chores.

And a blond male elf who had never seen it stood beside her, not far behind them, standing with dozens of heavily armed fighters.

"The gods are on!" The Viscount Concord was shocked. Because of the influence of the smoke and his own messy thoughts, he didn't care much about the soldiers not far behind Roppene, but exclaimed, "Grande, the original You are already..."

"The Viscount of Concord, and the Viscount of Olan, Gui'an," Lopeney sighed slightly, smiling, and the words were warm and the words were clearly introduced into the ears of the two counts. "How do you see the fire today?" ?"

The appearance of Viscount Concord seemed to be stiff for a moment, and his tone was a little jittery: "You are saying this..."

Roppeni did not pay attention to him, but continued to whisper: "Is not like the one eleven years ago?"

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