My Empire

The opponent's soldiers have entered the city, and his own ineffective subordinates have already surrendered. Now he can rely on the fleet anchored in the harbor.

Go to sea! Take the fleet to sea! This is the only thing he is thinking about now. As long as he leaves the ferry, he can save his life!

"My lord, my lord! Rest, let's rest for a while..." The only confidant officer who escaped with him sat on the ground like a dead dog, wailing out of breath.

They were exhausted all the way, and presumably at this time the other party should also be busy receiving soldiers, controlling the walls and gates, and would not come so quickly to find them.

"Then, what is the explosion? Why? Why is it comparable to magic?" Berman asked desperately after leaning against the wall.

He calmed down, and now he realized that his inner lining had been soaked with sweat. He was thinking about revenge when he ran all the way just now, but now he just wanted to save his life.

Such an enemy, it is estimated that even the Arante Empire would not bother to provoke him. A small person like himself really has no chance of revenge.

However, sending the news of the "magic help" in Serris city back to the Arrant Empire will surely arouse the alarm of the Arrant Empire, right? Although it is not good for me, the city of Seris will be wiped out immediately, right?

Thinking of this, Berman showed a cruel smile on his face. He wants to kill Ellen Hill Chris, the **** lord of Serris! He wants this **** **** to never be overborn!

"I, I don't know either!" The confidant officer mentioned those terrible explosions with a look of consternation, and he couldn't bring up any courage at all: "Maybe it's the thunder of the devil?"

"The devil's thunder? You might as well say that it's a wizard's fire art!" Berman hated iron and steel and yelled: "Useless things! Why didn't a guard bring it out?"

Hearing his master's scolding, his confidant suddenly realized his innocence, and cried out with a sad face: "My lord! The city was so messy just now, who can listen to my command..."

He wanted to take a few people along with him, so that someone would protect him on the road. But just now, a shell fell not far away, and the entire guard camp was beaten to a head. Where else could anyone hear him?

What's more, there was a mess at the time, and City Lord Berman took the lead and ran away. He only followed up alone. How could he still have the energy to gather the soldiers who had collapsed?

When passing by other soldiers, he is even more unlikely to give orders to let the other party keep up with him: when the coach retreats, he gives orders indiscriminately, how can anyone be his queen? When the time comes, everyone runs backwards together, wouldn't it make the situation more chaotic?

At that time, it was the right choice to leave the soldiers on the wall to hold the enemy for himself, so when he heard his master's scolding, his confidant suddenly felt aggrieved.

Berman also saw the other party's grievances, and he also realized that it wouldn't help to criticize his confidant at this time. At this moment, it is what a superior person should do to stabilize the person who follows him.

So he adjusted his tone and comforted: "Forget it! I don't blame you for this! I only blame the opponent's weapon for being too weird... You follow me back to Arante and follow me. Rescue the soldiers to take back the Ferry City!"

Hearing that his master was going to Arrant to rescue soldiers, it seemed that there was still a possibility of Xianyu turning over. This confidant also had some hope, and immediately excited: "Subordinates are willing to follow the adults to the death!"

"Take this armor off! Go!" Seeing that he had stabilized his confidant and threw his hand armor on the side of the road, Berman wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to move towards the port.

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On the pier of the port, Lawnes stood in the sea breeze with his sword, and behind him were sailors who were ready to go to sea.

An officer who also wore leather armor came over and lowered his head and said, "My lord! There is a loud noise from over the city wall, and black smoke rises... Maybe, that fellow Berman is going to lose."

"Huh! He has only been a lord here for a few years. Let's see what the Ferry City has become by him? The people don't live a life, the people are miserable..." Lawnes vomited dissatisfiedly: "He treats women as playthings. Everywhere we are bullying the weak, I've seen him upset for a long time."

"This time he really kicked to the iron plate. Unexpectedly, Serris could easily beat Mayne and hit us so quickly." The officer sneered and said.

Lawnes nodded, spitting, and said, "Don't give me a chance. If he really gives me a chance, I must do a good job with him for the people who have been mutilated by the women he has harmed over the years. Account!"

While they were talking, at the far end of the street, two figures stumbled towards the dock. They turned their heads one step at a time, and soon came to the front. It was City Lord Berman and his confidant.

"Quick! Let us get on the boat!" Berman yelled loudly while running panting.

Lawnes pressed the sword, and the smile on his face became colder and colder: "It seems that today's opportunity is here!"

The two of them ran closer and closer, and when they could see the faces of these sorrowful sailors, they felt a little uncomfortable.

Berman stopped his footsteps, kept a certain distance from Lawnes, and asked vigilantly: "What are you doing standing here? Get on the boat! I want to leave here!"

"My lord, where do you want to go?" Lawnes asked with a smile, taking a step forward, with a bit of teasing in his tone.

"I...I'm going to Atlanta! I'm the city lord appointed by Alante. Go back to debriefing. The debriefing is correct!" Berman lifted the backer of the Atlanta Empire, yelling with a guilty conscience. He himself knew that if it weren't for the backing of the Arante Empire, Lawnes would not put him in his eyes.

Lawnes nodded, stepped aside, stretched out his hand and said in an inviting motion: "Please! Let the adults get on the boat!"

Berman was not a fool. He had already seen that Lawnes had no good intentions towards him, so naturally he would not lean over easily. I saw him pressing the long sword in his hand and watching Lawnes gritted his teeth and said: "Lawens! Are you going to betray me?"

"The subordinates just think that you, the city lord... let Xian!" Lawnes smiled coldly, squinting at Berman and said word by word.

"You! Do you dare to kill me?" Berman looked at Lawnes bitterly, and asked harshly.

"Naturally I dare not..." Lawnes still squinted his eyes: "But you weren't killed by me. You died under the sword of the Serris cavalry... in the chaos."

He now kills Berman and transfers the responsibility for Berman's death to the siege of the city's Serris army, and he can be safe. Whether it is to return to Seris or wait for the new Dukou City Lord to take office, there will be no problem. This is why he dared to turn his face now.

"You!" Berman said in a bad heart, the other party had obviously caught the loophole, and he could only let go to save his life. So he yelled a word of you on one side, and he had already drawn out his long sword on the other side.

Berman is not slow, but Lawnes is faster. The long sword of this old sailor who has been wandering on the sea for many years is out of its sheath, like a snake, drawing a weird route.

Berman only felt his throat sweet, and his breathing became difficult. He dropped the long sword in his hand, knelt on the ground, covered his neck with both hands subconsciously, blood was constantly pouring out there, and he couldn't stop it.

He wanted to talk, but all he vomited was warm blood. He saw his confidant being cut to death by a few sailors in the distance, and saw Lawnes looking down at him with his sword in its sheath.

He also heard Lawnes's words, which made him feel a little bit cold in his body: "Berman, the **** who bullies the male and female, is dead! Ferry City finally ushered in hope today!"

He stretched out a hand full of blood, trying to catch Lawnes in front of him, but found that his body fell backwards unwillingly. Then he could only see the azure blue sky, and the thick black-gray smoke that filled the sky over the city wall.

The desperate eyes of those women bullied by him drifted past his eyes, the screams of the families he harmed sounded in his ears, and the gold and silver jewels he occupied were buried under his feet...except Alone, what I didn't remember, was a feeling called regret.

Chris held the reins with his sword, glanced at Berman's body, which was already cold, and looked at the tall man in leather armor standing on the pier with interest.

"You killed?" After a while, Chris smiled and asked.

"You killed it!" Lawnes replied loudly with his head up while pressing the long sword around his waist.

Chris nodded: "Okay! I'm carrying this scapegoat... I am Ailan Hill Chris. The lord of Serris."

Pointing to a few broken sailboats behind him, Lawnes reported to his house: "My name is Lawnes and I have no surname. I am the naval commander of Dukou City."

Chris looked up at the seemingly-looking sailboats: "It's nice to meet you, General Lawnes."

Lawnes was not polite, and opened his mouth and asked: "I am also very happy to meet you, the strong man who broke Mayne and Ferry in ten days, Lord Chris! In addition, I also want to ask... those cloth and woodworkers. Is the product really developed by you?"

"Yes, I developed it." Chris had no reason not to admit it, nodded and said: "No way, the tax is so high, if you don't engage in a little industry, I don't have a place to collect gold coins to pay taxes."

"Master Chris, can you think of some way for us to increase our income in Ferry City?" Lawnsty's words made Chris dumbfounded: "If you can, I will do it for you." Fight!"—

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