Queen and Her Duke

"Yes," Wen Lin admitted very simply and frankly.

Apart from the moral sense in her heart, Lucches was the direct reason why Wen Lin wanted to enter Yinhe Village.

The closer the relationship with Vicia, the more urgently she wants to find out what happened that year.

From Elbo and the others, they learned that the Holy See was the root cause of the downfall of the Sutherland family, and the previous King of Golan played more of a role in fuelling the flames.

The Holy See coveted something in the hands of the Duchess of Sutherland.

Assuming that Gunneville really came from the interstellar era, she has knowledge or power far beyond this era, and a careless move will undoubtedly make her the target of public criticism.

Travel through time? eternal life? come back to life?

Many guesses flashed through Wen Lin's mind, and she fell into silence for a while.

Taking Wen Lin's reaction into her eyes, Visia didn't know what it was like in her heart, and coldness penetrated into her blood and bone marrow through her bare skin.

Vicia wanted to ask, since it was for Lucches, why did she make such a bold and offensive move to herself.

Is it just out of revenge for the game between the two?

Vicia held back her life, she lowered her thick eyelashes to cover her deep eyes, "Your Excellency, it's time for you to rest,"

Nodding, Wen Lin turned around and walked out.

And at the moment when the door closed, Vicia picked up the book at hand and smashed it forward fiercely.

Mrs. Yaz, who came in, was suddenly startled. Visiah was closing her eyes tightly, her hand was on her forehead, her expression was obviously anxious, and the gauze under her shoulders was dizzy with bloodstains.

Mrs. Yaz suddenly doubted whether the decision to bring Lord Wen Lin back was correct.

She walked over and pressed Visiah's temple with a familiar hand, "Your Majesty, don't let your emotions affect your judgment,"

Instantly restraining the restless emotions floating around her body, Vicia opened her eyes and patted the back of Mrs. Yaz's hand soothingly.

"Mrs Yaz, I'm fine, I just get tired occasionally,"

Hearing Vicia complain of exhaustion, Mrs. Yaz almost burst into tears.

When Vicia was busy with government affairs, she often only rested for a few hours a day. After five years in power, Mrs. Yaz never heard her complain about being tired, but she heard it today.

She bent her knees and put it on the back of Vicia's hand, "Your Majesty, rest,"

In the early morning of the second day, the dazzling golden color spread out from the sky, like a holy light crossing the sky above the castle.

Wen Lin was awakened by a loud rumbling sound, she quickly rolled over and sat up, listening to the movement.

is the direction of the outer city wall.

After taking the long knife on the side, Wen Lin rushed out. Mrs. Yaz was rushing to go to Visia's room. Wen Lin grabbed her and told her,

"Strengthen the guards of the White House, it's not necessary, don't let Her Majesty Vicia come out," Wen Lin hurried to the battlements.

Obviously Grendal acted in advance, and at the critical moment, Francis was not here.

Wen Lin boarded the battlement and looked down. Thick smoke billowed. Dozens of trebuchets were blasting towards the stone wall in an orderly manner, and the rubble fell rustling.

In front of the trebuchet were neat and orderly cavalry, cold light iron armor, and at a distance, Wen Lin seemed to smell the **** smell tempered in the fight.

This is an impressively well-trained army.

Noisy and chaotic, Wang Ting's guards were caught off guard and began to organize a counterattack. In a short period of time, Wang Ting fell into a clear disadvantage.

Looking closely, Wen Lin discovered the reason for the conservative offensive of the royal court guards. Under the city wall, Francis was leading several teams of royal court knights to fight against Glendal's cavalry.

They tried to approach the city gate, but were often blocked by Grendal's cavalry.

In the middle of the royal court knights, Wen Lin saw a thin figure, it should be Latimer.

In order to protect him, the royal court knights have always passively counterattacked, seeing that the situation is getting worse and worse.

Wen Lin's heart froze, and under the astonished eyes of everyone, she strode into the arrow tower, snatched the guard's bow, pulled it to full string, and shot it out.

Wen Lin is extremely grateful that it is now a counterweight trebuchet. As long as the gun cord used to drive it is broken, it must be stopped and repaired before it can be used again.

One arrow, two arrows, three arrows, the humming sound of breaking the wind was sharp and rapid.

The guards were surprised to find that the trebuchet in the direction of Wen Lin's arrow was not moving.

Seeing the effect, Wen Lin wanted to pull the string again, but the string broke.

Everyone looked at Wen Lin as if they were looking at a monster. Under normal circumstances, the trebuchet was not within the range of the arrow at all, but the act of breaking the string only three times deeply shocked the guards.

Continuing to change bows, Wen Lin calmly ordered at the same time, focusing her firepower to attack the horses from the right side.

Except for the trebuchet, the cavalry is the most powerful part of the entire army, but the cavalry also has a fatal weakness, that is, the horses under it.

Some of the guards have been on duty in front of the White House, and they have not questioned the slightest, and have concentrated on the right side.

Three arrows again, the string is broken.

Then the bow was changed, and the guns of the five trebuchets were cut off at one time.

The sudden anomaly caught the attention of Russell and Glendal. They looked at the arrow tower where Wen Lin was in disbelief, and immediately ordered to focus the remaining trebuchets to attack the arrow tower where Wen Lin was.

The huge stone attacked Wen Lin, pulling the guard beside her, and Wen Lin quickly rolled inside.

Screams, blood, broken limbs...

Life and death boil in the smoke of gunpowder...

The guard who was rescued by Wen Lin said thankfully, and then quickly went into battle.

Wen Lin's actions subtly made the gatekeepers ignite a more violent fighting spirit, and the blood became more and more intense.

The smell, the bloodshot eyeballs, the fearless roar...

Observing the situation of the entire Wangting Square, Wen Lin calculated the height of the city wall and suddenly drew out her knife.

Surrounded by terrified gasps, they reached out their hands to stop them, but they could only watch Wen Lin jump off the battlement.

The tip of the knife splattered fire on the rough city wall, and under countless astonished gazes, Wen Lin tapped her toes and spun from the air into the protection circle of the royal knights.

At this moment, she descended like a god.

The entire battlefield seemed to stop for a few seconds because of her appearance.

"Francis, give it to me Latimer, you all retreat,"

Picking up Latimer's back collar, Wen Lin quickly tore a hole in the siege.

Wen Lin increased her strength when the knife tip slid across the bone. She moved extremely fast, so fast that almost no one could see it clearly.

Before getting close to her, a neat incision appeared on her neck.

There is not a single redundant action, and under the tip of the knife, no one is spared.

Before dying, they wondered if they were seeing a **** or Satan.

Russell recognized Wen Lin, and he pointed at Wen Lin tremblingly, his wide eyes full of surprise and fear.

"It's her, it's the pirate,"

Grandal looked at Latimer, who was intact under Wen Lin's protection, with a solemn expression. He waved his hand and ordered, and more soldiers rushed towards Wen Lin.

As if it could never be killed, Wen Lin took a deep breath. Fortunately, Latimer was not heavy. She jumped up with her arms around Latimer, and got close to the city wall in a few breaths.

The rope was thrown down in time, Wen Lin swung her knife into the crack of the stone, and climbed towards the city wall with the strength of the rope.

Francis and his party, who had no scruples, quickly retreated under the city wall because of Wen Lin's cover, and began to retreat into the castle with ropes in twos and threes.

Grendal's eyes were splitting, and he let people pour oil on the stones and throw them frantically at Wen Lin.

It was a deafening air wave. Wen Lin's shoulder was hit by the cracked rubble, her hand slipped suddenly, there was no other way, Wen Lin gritted her teeth and threw Latimer up.

At the moment when the next fireball hit, she let go of her hand and fell to the city wall.

At this moment of brutal killing, everyone looked at Wen Lin who was falling, and the sudden accident seemed to freeze time.

Latimer was grabbed in time and pulled into the battlement. He turned his head and looked at Wen Lin who fell.

Years later, Latimer will clearly remember this scene. His savior appeared in desperation, in the smoke of gunpowder, and under the light of fire.

It fell heavily, splashing a large amount of dust.

The enemy surrounded Wen Lin and did not dare to approach for a while.

Taking advantage of this gap, Francis quickly organized an orderly counterattack.

After coughing twice, Wen Lin's neck bulged with blue veins. She clenched the knife in her hand, and as if nothing had happened, she did not enter the crowd to harvest again.

With Francis' cooperation, Wen Lin had a few more breaths.

And Grendal and Russell, who were gradually falling into a disadvantage, roared unwillingly,

"Francis, are you so willing to be a servant to the royal family of Plantagenet? Vicia is dead. Do you expect Latimer, who is still young, to rule the Golan,"

Each signaled the soldiers to stop, Francis replied loudly,

"His Majesty Vicia has given the Sacks family honor and favor. Are you determined to commit treason full of sins?"

"Francis, we have no intention of committing sins, you forced us," Glendal's words were full of sternness, reinforcements from outside the city would arrive soon, and he firmly believed that he would win this victory.

Francis wants to quietly take Latimer into the royal court, which undoubtedly indicates that the woman who tarnished the throne is dead.

No one can stop the Sax family now, and the supreme glory of Golan will fall on their heads.

Under the gray hair, there are eyes as sharp as goshawks, Francis looked at the Thame River in the distance, and every line on his face was drawn straight.

"The Sax family will be wiped out,"

He whispered like death, and at the same time, a bright letter lit up in the air.

The army that rushed in like a tidal wave killed them from the rear. Russell and Grendal grinned. They thought that their reinforcements had arrived, but soon, the smile turned into panic.

At the forefront was Eggers, a fighting lunatic who was deeply impressed by the Queen's charm.

Under the scorching sun, Russell and Grendal knelt down embarrassedly, they didn't understand, their twisted expressions were full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Why, she's already dead!"

"Sachs, shameless oath-breaker, renegade, promise-breaker, the sword of judgment will break through your chests, your heads will be placed on the Brenzi Bridge, and the eagles will peck at them. Blood will wash away all sin,"

I don't know when, Vicia appeared on the battlements, wearing a crown and Chinese clothes, holding a staff in one hand and holding the king's sword steadily in the other, golden clouds dazzled the sky behind her.

Like a judge who is high above and cannot be disobeyed.

Wen Lin raised her head and looked at her. For a brief moment, Wen Lin felt that the figure was out of reach.

The sun seemed to be too dazzling, a trace of blood slipped from the corner of Wen Lin's mouth, her body swayed a few times, the long knife fell, and she slowly fell back.

Before she lost consciousness completely, Wen Lin seemed to see a trace of panic on Vichy's face, she seemed to turn around and run towards herself.

The author has something to say: Well, tomorrow's Wangeng is gone! Because I have two updates before twelve o'clock! Must be bragging!

I Wen is actually very sensible and can feel distressed~ How can she be so distressed~