Realm of Power

At the head of the chaotic Besudu city, countless red light spots exploded like scattered flowers on the city wall.

Deafening explosions filled the surrounding space, and countless collapsed rubbles were wrapped in the impact of air waves, completely blocking Besukaya's sight.

The red flames quickly ignited most of the battlements in the fierce north wind. The tribesmen were driven back by the flames.

The entire defense line collapsed before the enemy could rush up.

"Everyone, don't mess up, don't. (Novel Network www.pp122.com) )..." Besukaya yelled with all her strength, her pale face turned red by the red fire,

Next to her, two maids were struggling to hold her hands, "Your Highness, this place is too dangerous, please leave here immediately."

"I can't leave. If I withdraw too, the city wall will be destroyed." Besukaya's legs and feet were trembling, but she still insisted.

In the distance, a thunder bullet with a long black tail streaked across the smoke-filled sky and was quickly heading here.

"Attention, everyone get down." Not far away, the soldier captain shouted at the top of his lungs.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden blow. Under the fierce bombardment, the defenders on the city wall were so frightened that they did not dare to show their heads.

Boom, boom, the explosion of the Thor bomb exploded a few meters away. The surrounding air was like a ball that was squeezed to the extreme and exploded from the explosion point to all directions.

Countless scattered red firelights bloomed like beautiful and gorgeous flowers, directly covering a distance of several meters nearby.

The captain of the guard, Sanghulin, held a shield in his hand and stood in front of Besukaya with a strong posture. His long black hair was rolled up in the wind, and his graceful body was curved like a bow.

His eyes are sharp and there is no fear at all. The seductive arms holding the shield are as muscular as a cheetah, exuding an explosive power that is not inferior to that of men.

The rubble stirred up by the explosion hit the shield like a heavy rain, making a frightening impact sound.

There are many gravels with sharp water chestnuts among them. If it were not for the shield, Bekasukaya, who was only wearing the princess's robe, would inevitably have her head covered with dust, and she would even be in danger of being injured by the gravel.

"What are you still doing? Hurry up. Take Her Royal Highness away immediately."

Sang Hulin turned around and shouted to the two Bekasuya maids behind her. The cold north wind seemed to be heated by the exploding thunder god bomb.

The red firelight illuminated everyone's faces, and the two maids who were struggling to pull Besukaya,

One maid was completely frightened by the growing fireball, and her body collapsed on the ground, while the other maid was so frightened that she turned around and ran away.

The warning sound next to "Attention" just sounded,

"Boom, boom," another thunder bomb exploded nearby, and screams resounded through the city, and the air was filled with a disgusting burning smell.

"Asna..." Besukaya screamed the name of the maid whose face was almost impossible to distinguish in the flames.

When he saw the maid who had abandoned him and ran away, he was right at the point where the firelight fell. The red light was like a sharp sword made of countless rays of light, penetrating the delicate body of the maid at once.

The sudden explosion of fire turned the maid and several nearby soldiers into burning men almost in the blink of an eye. Some of them jumped off the city wall in pain.

Bethucaya put down her outstretched hand in vain. Everyone could see that the maid was no longer there. Her twitching and weeping body trembled slightly, and she lowered her head sadly.

"Your Highness, you can't stay here any longer. Please leave immediately."

Guard Captain Sang Hulin ran over quickly, raised one hand to protect it with the shield in his hand, and held the hand of Besukaya who was lying on the ground with the other hand, and struggled to pull her up from the ground.

"No, I can't leave." Besukaya stood up strongly and said loudly and decisively. "If I leave, the enemy will definitely break into the city. I can't let the last tragedy happen again?"

"Your Highness, if you continue to stay, you will die."

Sang Hulin stared at the kind-hearted girl in front of her with sharp eyes. The shield in her hand hung down, and the golden arabesque emblem on it was broken into countless bumpy spots by the gravel.

Just like the nearly collapsed city wall defense line that was hit before them, the opponent's attack was too fierce. Even the so-called strong Besu people had never encountered such a terrifying opponent.

Frustration and loss filled everyone's hearts. Although she didn't want to admit it, Sanghulin knew that Besu Capital would not be spared this time.

Protecting the princess from leaving is the only thing that I can persist in now. Even if the final result is death in battle, at least I have tried my best.

"Wouldn't it be better to die?"

Besukaya raised her pretty face that was still a little childish, and her beautiful eyes were filled with unconcealable sadness.

He said softly, "This can't go on like this, otherwise everyone will suffer and die because of my cowardice and incompetence."

"You have done a great job and these things are not your fault at all." Sanghulin looked away sadly, not knowing how to comfort the crying Besukaya. She knew the feeling of heartache.

Don't look at how strong she is now. In fact, in her heart, she was holding back tears. In the last battle against the Dongting people,

Sanghulin's family also paid a heavy price.

The most famous general of the Besu tribe, her father, the Marquis Besu Pasteur, died in that battle.

That tragic war even cost one-half of the men in the Besu tribe overnight, and the city was filled with the cries of lost relatives.

Last time, in order to fight against the Dongting people who broke into the country, the Presbyterian Church adopted a clan mobilization order. Although the Dongting people were severely damaged in the end, what about us?

Among the 70,000 clan members, in addition to the 13,000 clan warriors who were killed or injured, more than 30,000 clan members were also involved in the brutal street fighting.

The scene of white sails hanging all over the city after the war is a scene that Sanhurin never wants to see, but this time facing a stronger and more ferocious enemy, the Besu people's persistence may only result in destruction.

"Sang Hulin, you go tell the Presbyterian Council that I agree to the other party's negotiation conditions. If my sacrifice can save everything, I will do it without hesitation."

In the oppressive silence, Besukaya suddenly raised her head, turned to look at the pure sky in the distance, seemed to be filled with countless courage, took a deep breath, and said resolutely

"Tell the southerners that as long as the other side ceases the war, I can go with them as a hostage so that the Besu people can get a chance to breathe and recover.

Even though I may have to leave my homeland and go to a far away place, or I may be separated from Besudu forever, I am still satisfied.

My soul will turn into the aurora in the sky and protect Besudu's "

"Clang!" The shield slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. With tears on her face, Sanghulin knelt down on one knee in front of Besukaya, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness." To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

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