My Empire

"Quick! Quick! Hurry up!" Checking the ancestral sword he hung on the wall, the small middle-aged man returned the bright long sword to the sheath, and hung it on himself in a strange manner. Waist.

He looked at his wife, waved his hand furiously, and swept a few gorgeous clothes on the bed to the floor: "When is the time, and still bring these rags? Pick up the important things, hurry up! Hurry up! a little!"

"Where is Grant? Where did he go? Where did he go at this time? What about others?" Despite his already Liushen Wuzhu wife, the short middle-aged man put his wife’s jewelry box and some gold coins as evidence. Throwing things like that into the box, he asked without raising his head.

"He, he, last night...night...just, he didn't come back." The woman stunned Huarong when she saw her husband who seemed to be crazy, and she stammered while crying.

Her own son knew that if he didn't return home last night, he must have gone out to eat and drink with those friends.

As the only son of a big noble family, Grande, the rich second generation, is really notorious in the city. He can't even count how many little girls have been harmed.

"That bastard! How did I give birth to such an unsatisfactory son? Damn, damn!" The middle-aged man complained as he continued to stuff his valuables into his suitcase.

He ignored the crying woman, and regardless of the gold coins scattered on the floor and rolling everywhere, it seemed that these things were no longer important to him.

"Who are you? This is the residence of Sir Doug, the first-class Earl of the Empire, and you must not rush..." Downstairs, the short middle-aged man shuddered with the scolding voice of the guard.

He glanced at his wife desperately, and sighed, "It's over, we're still one step late... They're here! They're here!"

"Are you crazy? Attacking the noble mansion is a capital crime..." The voice of the guard downstairs became flustered, and then a desperate scream echoed in the empty courtyard: "Ah!"

"Killing!" A strange, hoarse voice made the man upstairs shudder listening to all of this. He leaned over to the window, just overlooking the densely packed soldiers, holding a bright sword high, and swarming into the gate of his earl's mansion. .

The earl's mansion guards in the yard were fighting desperately, but unfortunately they had just used a fireball technique when they were hit by countless magic, and screamed and fell to the ground.

A servant knelt on the ground begging for mercy, and a passing soldier waved his sword and cut off the servant's head. The servant's head rolled down on the lawn with blood, staining a large area of ​​dried weeds red.

"You said Grant... he didn't come back last night?" The man suddenly turned around and looked at his wife in the room.

His wife was trembling with fright, and nodded desperately: "Yes, yes..."

"I hope he will never come back..." The short middle-aged man drew a long sword from his waist, drew a delicate pistol from his arms with the other hand, and walked out of his bedroom step by step.

In the corridor, the screams of the servant butler still echoed, and the sound of leather boots stepping on the stairs was as intense as raindrops hitting the window edge.

Soldiers next to each other crowded on the stairs, long swords with blood like dense forests. The few remaining soldiers of the Earl's Mansion Guard were holding on to the stairs. They stood on a high ground and resisted, because they knew that the other side would not leave a living.

All the people who surrendered had now been chopped to death by random knives, and blood and broken bodies were everywhere in the entire castle. Many soldiers were searching the basement of the wine cellar, and the maids hiding there were also pierced by swords.

"You bastards!" The short middle-aged man shot the soldier under the stairs. The other party obviously didn't expect his target to have a gun as a killer. A soldier fell down and also let out a scream.

"He has a gun!" The soldiers crowded under the stairs immediately lit up the magic defensive barrier. These magic soldiers swarmed up and broke through the defense line of the earl's mansion guards regardless of their losses.

Several guards were chopped over by long swords, and the rest had to retreat to the corridor. Count Dogg fired several shots and knocked down the two soldiers who rushed forward. Then he found that his pistol had no bullets.

So he took a step forward and stood in a row with his guards, pointed his sword forward, and shouted loudly: "That bastard! Let me perform the task of assassinating the Emperor Ellenhill! Now things are revealed. Now, let you kill me and kill me? Look at me, my fate is your fate!"

"Earl Dogg is crazy! He intends to rebel, the evidence is conclusive! Kill Dogg, bounty 5,000 coins! Promote one level! Go!" An officer standing behind the soldier raised his sword and encouraged his soldiers to continue. Offensively said: "Don't worry about killing! Don't worry about killing!"

"Come on! Who would dare to come over and fight me?" The short Earl Doge slashed fiercely, and scared the soldiers on the opposite side to take a step back.

Although Earl Dogg had been serving as a clerical post, he was also a magician at any rate, and his level was not low. If he wanted to use these magic soldiers to take him down, it was indeed a bit hotter.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, a burly officer pushed aside the crowd and walked in front of Count Dogg.

This officer is about 1.9 meters tall, at least a head and a neck taller than Earl Doge. He wears a visor, a gorgeous armor swaying beautifully with his steps.

He walked in front of Count Dogg, only then did Dogg see that the other person seemed to be carrying something in his hand.

Before Duoge could see exactly what he was carrying in his hand, the officer threw it away and threw the thing he was carrying to Duoge.

Dogg avoided subconsciously, and in the next second he saw his son Grant's head roll twice on the ground, leaving behind a blood stain.

"Ah!" Doge was frightened by everything in front of him. He thought his son hadn't returned all night, and he might have hoped to escape the catastrophe. But what he didn't expect was that before the other party came here, he had already caught his unsuspecting son.

"Son!" Realizing that his family is no longer behind, Doge screamed as he stared at the first class on the ground. Then, before he could react, the sturdy officer drew out the long sword, which smashed Duoge's head with one sword.

The remaining guards were immediately submerged in the shadows of the swords and swords. After killing the stubborn guards, these soldiers washed all the rooms with blood. The Countess who had gone mad was also hacked to death by her suitcase.

The official of the Eternal Empire, was ordered to contact the assassin, to assassinate the Earl of Doug, Emperor Chris of the Aranhill Empire, and destroy the door——

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