Bright Era

On Binhai Avenue in Dungee Harbor District, Baron Milo was crying as if his father and mother were dead, standing hunched in a mess. Several loyal knights in heavy armor guarded Baron Milo tightly, and there was even a mage wearing a black cloak with a few mysterious hexagon patterns embroidered on his sleeves.

Countless torches illuminate this section of Binhai Avenue, and the four black horses that have been blown to pieces are covered with flesh and blood covering a radius of 100 meters. The snow and blood were mixed together, frozen into red blood ice in the cold wind. The carriage was burned to ashes, and the black ash and some remaining charcoal were scattered on the ground in a random manner. The black, red, and white were mixed together, giving the impression that it was an abattoir.

The body of the middle-aged guard of Ya Heling fell to the ground. His upper body was almost broken, and his lower body was trampled by the black tiger clan's thugs wanton. The leg bones were twisted and showed a strange angle.

The **** man who rescued Yaheling from Barr's hand was lying on the breakwater. There was a hole the size of a goose egg in his temple, which was apparently killed by a powerful arrow shot through his head. What is even more surprising is that his two arms flew more than a dozen meters away from the left to the right, and his thick arms were inserted into the snow, and they were pointed diagonally at the sky like a tombstone.

Except for the black warrior who fell on the breakwater, there were seven other black warriors who were burnt to the point of melting, and only a few human-shaped bodies were lined up, standing firmly at the entrance of an alley. The seven corpses looked like melted glass, and the surface showed magnificent seven colors. Having been burned to such a state, they were still standing there steadily, a majesty and evil spirit that made people dare not approach, filled the surrounding area, letting the howling cold wind add a bit of killing intent out of thin air.

Baron Milo covered his nose with a white handkerchief, and snarled with a crutches in his left hand.

Looking through the New Year, when the spring blossoms, he will be able to step down from the post of Mayor of Dunelker, and he will be able to take his wife, children, grandchildren and grandchildren back to Black Rock City for the elderly. With the oil and water he scoured from the position of mayor of Dunelker, not to mention that his old age will be exceptionally easy and wealthy, even his children, his grandchildren and even his great-grandchildren can enjoy wealth.

As long as he stays for another three months, he can go back to his hometown with peace of mind!

But now, there are only three months, why is there such a vicious case suddenly? After so many people died, and there was such a big noise, there is no way to hide it. After all, the huge explosion was heard by hundreds of thousands of residents in Dun Erke.

The bureaucrats of the Assen Province will definitely send their officials to investigate tonight’s affairs, and they will definitely pick up their noses and eyes at him, Baron Miró, and they will definitely intervene in the city of Dunelker. Erke’s tax account and municipal expenditure account for these years.

Of course, Baron Milo is not afraid of them checking the books. What he is afraid of is to plug the mouths of those **** investigators. What a high price he has to pay—maybe the thoroughbreds of his future great-grandchildren, he will be in the future. The money from a few gemstone necklaces of the great-granddaughter just grew wings and flew away! If you run into a guy who is as greedy as Baron Milo, maybe his damage will be even greater!

"Who can tell me what the **** is going on here!" Baron Milo raised his cane in anger and waved it fiercely. The crutch made of ivory slammed a street light pole beside him fiercely, and the crutch made a ‘pop’. He didn’t care about his heartache.

The brigade of heavily armed imperial soldiers surrounded a tall and handsome middle-aged man in silver armor. This man is the commander of Dun'erke's guard and the commander of the Thousand-man Infantry Regiment's ‘Snow Wolf Lieutenant Colonel’ Wotu.

Seeing Baron Milo's hysterical movements, Xuelang Wotu wrapped his worried hands around his chest, frowning at the messy and messy corpse. What exactly happened? Who attacked these people? Where did those people go?

Do those thugs who murdered have already taken advantage of the night to enter the city of Dunelker? If this is the case, if civilians are still attacked, Wotu's responsibility would be great! Thinking of the cold and ruthless iron faces of the executioners in the Military Law Department of the Imperial Army, Wotu's body shuddered.

Just as Wotu was meditating and Baron Milo was roaring and angry, Blackbeard staggered and hugged Lin Qi and walked out from a dark alley. As he walked, Blackbeard howled heartbreakingly: "Doctor, doctor, lieutenant colonel, lieutenant colonel, where is the military doctor in your barracks? Save my son, this stupid boy, how can he be cruel Orcs desperately?"

Blackbeard's saliva and nose were flying, tears bursting from his swollen and red eyes, he hissed and wailed, "And Enzo, this brave young man, he is trying to protect this stupid boy in my family. , He was desperately fighting a mad orc! Oh my God, please help them!"

The black beard burst into tears, portraying the image of a heartbroken and worried father to the fullest. He has no idea where his slippers have gone. The two bare feet just stepped on the dirty snow. The brocade pajamas worth hundreds of gold coins on him had long been messed up by blood and sewage. It must not be worn after being cleaned.

Behind Blackbeard, several family thugs in Dunelker militia uniforms ran out holding Enzo in their arms. These "heroic warriors" covered in blood, with sword wounds on their chests and backs, yelled like Blackbeard in pain, and constantly asked the military doctors to come and treat their young master’s good friends, good partners, Good brother, good comrade!

Countless torches illuminated the port area. A thousand guards, hundreds of dragoons and copper hats, as well as countless militiamen who were coming were all gathered here. Under the bright light of the torch, Blackbeard fell to the ground awkwardly. He knelt on his knees, and his powerful hands held up the faint and unconscious Lin Qi's weak body.

There were exclamations all around, Lin Qi had more than 20 sword wounds on his body, and his valuable clothes had been chopped into broken fishing nets. His flesh turned out like a child's mouth, revealing the crimson muscles inside. The cold wind swept through the heavy snow, and Lin Qi's flesh and blood immediately turned pale.

Lin Qi convulsed in pain, as if in a'coma', he still felt the extreme pain in his body!

"Military doctor, come and save people!" Votu school was shocked, but there was another burst of ecstasy, the clue came!

Listen, Lin Qi is fighting the orcs? So this time it was an orc invasion and chaos, no doubt!

The black beard's unpleasant howl resounded through the harbor again.

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