Duke of Grief

Standing under the shattered city gate, Fezer only hesitated a moment, and felt the scorching sight of anger from behind. He took a light breath and drove forward.

After entering the town, he turned over and dismounted, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his watchful eyes glanced around.

Since the establishment of diplomatic relations between the Violet Principality and Moore Commercial Federation, this town has not changed its owner, and under the management of that family, this town has become more prosperous.

In history, this town has been expanded twice, so the area is also quite large. The houses arranged on both sides of the street are dense and dense, and there is no movement at all-this is the enemy's base camp!

Because of this, it is because of ‘quietness’ that it is even more terrifying.

The person who had been stunned by anger and money turned over the fence and walked into the town, he quickly calmed down because it was so quiet.

Among those soldiers who saw all this, there were even people wondering whether the drow elves ran away...

Because I couldn't fight, did I run away?

Fezer moved his footsteps and walked slowly towards the inside of the town, deepening with others.

In order to prevent the enemy from hiding in the house, the officers also specifically asked the soldiers to kick the door of each house, and searched the entire house inside and out. As for the things hidden by the soldiers, they were right Did not see.

Their acquiescence also made the soldiers' hearts spark of desire, so the whole army slowly poured into that town. The quiet town was like a giant beast that could not hold any noise. The comers refused Until everyone is swallowed...

As a "supervise war", several horse-drawn carriages that the nobles sat in did not follow the army into the town. Obviously, they had already sensed the errors.

The drow elves didn't make much resistance, and apart from creating a big bang, they did nothing more.

This attitude is suspicious, and the nobles have long doubted it, but they have to defeat the drow elves to prove themselves, so even if they have already noticed something, they have not let the army retreat— —At least until they see the long ears with black skin, they will not let the army retreat.

More than a dozen herald soldiers go back and forth between the carriage and the town. They often have to rest for less than ten minutes and need to go back and forth, but they cannot refuse, because that is the order from their boss.

They passed information and orders between the army and the nobles, and even the officers did not conceal the soldiers’ acquiescence to search for the wealth of the towns, but to their surprise, the nobles did not say anything about it and did not express any opinion on it. And views.

Even if this will make the search speed much slower, at least it can be searched more carefully.

Sitting in a safe carriage, the nobles were silent, because they had to wipe out the drow elves ‘here’, and only then could they regain the trust of other countries.

They are not just the rulers of a country, they are also a ‘businessman’...or rather, they are more like a complete businessman than a ‘ruler’.

A businessman who calculates gains and losses all day long, and loses a little interest will be very angry.

Unless they want to do it themselves, no one can take away the ‘interest’ that belongs to them!

The officers did not rush to lead the team, but slowly dispersed the entire army, and eventually formed a circle along the edge of the town, and they continued to shrink inward.

The soldiers kicked the door roughly, and then rushed into the house eagerly, ransacking it, and did not miss any corner, even the bed and cabinet, they would overthrow it to see if there was anything hidden underneath or behind Treasure.

As an extraordinary person, Fitzel naturally led a team, but he was not like the soldiers who were blinded by money, nor was he aroused by the things held by the soldiers. He stood in the open But on the noisy street, watching all this silently.

He is like a mental illness with persecuted delusions. His watchful eyes constantly scan the houses around him. In his eyes, these houses are excellent ambush places. As long as they are hidden inside, no one opens the door to enter. People know that people are hidden inside.

Moreover, those drows still possess a powerful weapon such as a "continuous musket". If a drow suddenly pops up in the surrounding houses, even he may be killed by them.

Therefore, he must be vigilant. Perhaps money is important, but it is not as important as his own life. If the money is gone, you can make it again. If the life is gone, nothing will happen.

boom!

A soldier gasped for a while, brewing for a while in front of a house, lifted his feet and kicked the door open.

After kicking the doors and windows of a dozen houses in a row, he must be a little tired, but under the temptation of money, he felt the infinite power in his body.

The soldier licked his lips and hurried in, but he met a man in front of him.

The man was also taken aback by him, holding the musket in his hand tightly, then hurriedly pointed the muzzle at the soldier, shouting in panic: "Don't move!"

The soldier also froze, looking at the muzzle of the black hole, hurriedly raised his hands, indicating that he was not malicious, and nodded again and again, "Well, I will not move, I will not move... No, but you, why are you here? Here?"

The man standing in the room was short of breath, and even his hands and feet were trembling slightly, but he was holding the weapon in his hand, because in his eyes, this soldier was not a good person!

"My family, got caught by those black skins..." Swallowed hard, the man said with a trembling voice, "They let me stay here with a gun, otherwise they will kill my family ...Don’t do anything, leave here, I won’t hurt you, as long as you leave here, and don’t let other people in, I won’t shoot."

The soldier's mouth twitched, and he smiled strongly, and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I will go now, this will go..."

He moved his footsteps and slowly backed away, but at this time, the other soldiers noticed the situation here, and walked to the door of the house, and they were immediately startled.

"Don't come over!" The man standing in the room screamed violently, his eyes widened, his hands clenched around the gun body, "Don't come over and leave here! Otherwise I will shoot!"

"Let's go! Let's go!" The soldiers standing outside shouted repeatedly, for fear that the man would not hear.

Now that they have money in their hands, they don’t want to die here!

As they moved their footsteps, the men also moved their footsteps, keeping the muzzle facing them at all times.

...However, this is a ‘wrong’!

When the man began to move his footsteps, the gold and silver covered by his body were exposed to the soldiers' eyes.

The immovable box is firmly fixed on the ground, and the scattered colors of gold and silver are mixed together to fill the whole box.

On the edge of the box, there were still some fine coins scattered, but they were just too shocked and didn't notice it.

Their eyes appeared dull for a moment, and then quickly transformed into greed.

The man also noticed their gaze, and he was a little irritable and regretful. He couldn't think of any way at once, and he roared directly: "Go away!!!"

He couldn't let these people in, or he might die!

Fezer, who was not far away, also noticed the situation there. He frowned and walked slowly over.

"Let's go! Let's go!" The soldiers yelled, but their eyes began to roll. They kept retreating and soon disappeared into the man's field of vision.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a violent rush suddenly entered his ears, frightening him on the spot.

The soldiers rushed in with their swords, and rushed in with fearful and excited laughter.

Seeing this scene, Feiser glared at him, and the ominous premonition in his heart suddenly soared, angrily shouting angrily: "You come back to me!"

However, roars and gunshots suddenly sounded!

"what!!!"

boom! boom! boom!

He rushed to the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After seeing the scene in the room, he froze.

A sword pierced the chest of a civilian. Two soldiers fell in the pool of blood and screamed, while the others gathered around and frantically put coins into their pockets and bags.

"Mine! This is mine!"

"What's yours, that person was killed by me, so I should take more!"

They quarreled, ignoring their colleague on the ground completely, a frantic look all over their faces.

This is not a case...

Thoughts rolled in Fezer's head, making his face extremely pale-this is certainly not an exception!

The drow elves handed the muskets to humans, and wanted the soldiers to kill these humans. As for the money the soldiers robbed, as long as they won the war, the money would not return to their hands. ?

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