"Your guess is very likely to come true. Judging from the current situation, the Church of Light has no choice. It cannot offend Ningal for the weak Juka. Besides... to fight against the attack of the undead army, reinforcements from the mercenary country are indispensable. The old men in the Holy Capital will never have a fight with King Russell at this time. Judging from this situation... Juka is destined to be destroyed."

Sistale also agreed with Moya's speculation, and he was also worried about the mysterious figure hiding in the dark; "We have to leave immediately, it is no longer safe here, and if we continue to stay, we will definitely reveal our identity."

The city of Plalis was in chaos, and both gates were controlled by Ningal's soldiers. If the flying technique was used, the target was too large and might become the target of the soldiers' bow and arrow attack.

"It's better to go to the side door, there are fewer guards there." Moya believes that going to the side door will be safer. Its protection is lower than the main door, so it should be able to break out smoothly.

Just as the two were discussing how to escape, something unexpected happened.

Because the streets and alleys they were in were located in commercial areas, the infantry following the Knights into the city began to enter houses and shops to rob property after obtaining the acquiescence of the commander.

Two soldiers passing by accidentally discovered that under the illumination of torches, a dark alley nearby was reflected in a dark alley.

This was the crystal stone "Moon God Jewelry" worn by Moya's chest that shone brightly, and it immediately attracted the greedy eyes of the two soldiers.

"I didn't expect that there were two fat sheep hiding here!!"

After getting in, the two soldiers discovered that the young man hiding in the alley was a man and a woman wearing white fur.

It should be a wealthy businessman or aristocrat in the city.

Ningal's soldiers were so speculating that after striking each other, they all picked up the long swords in their hands.

"Take your belongings!"

The burly man on the left stood at the entrance of the alley and clearly expressed his intention to rob.

"If you want to survive, get out of here."

To the two soldiers' expectations, these two gorgeously dressed young men and women were not as panicked as ordinary people, and only tranquility and indifference were on their faces without expression.

"Go on, kill that man!!" The shorter soldier urged his companion that as long as the man was killed, the woman would not submit.

"Don't make a noise!!"

Seeing the tall man pulling out a dagger with a cold light, the big man immediately realized that the other party was not a soft-legged shrimp, and his joking heart also calmed down.

"Ahhh~~~~~!!!" Waving the long sword in his hand, the big soldier slashed across.

With his strength, let alone a human, even a tree with a thick leg would be split into two sections in the waist.

"call!"

A white shadow flashed, and the blonde man suddenly disappeared. The big soldier's sword suddenly lost his target and slashed on the thick snow.

"Be careful, he is behind you!!"

Hearing his companion's exclamation, the big soldier did not turn back, but quickly swept his weapon back.

Once again, the sword fell into nothing.

The blonde man dodged with extremely fast movements. Not only did he not retreat, he pressed against the big soldier.

"ah--"

The big soldier opened his eyes wide, and the last thoughts in his mind were incredible. The man dressed in gorgeous clothes had such rapid skills. His right hand holding a dagger actually cut his throat at an extremely tricky angle.

"bump!!"

Seeing his companion fall to the ground between two rounds, the short soldier immediately pulled out his voice and shouted loudly after a brief period of time. Although he inevitably encountered the same fate as his companion, his cry for help was already spread in the air.

Soon, when other soldiers scattered nearby heard this, they gathered towards the dead end without retreat.

Sistaer turned around and asked Moya about his next plan with his eyes.

"There is no choice, now we can only break out of the encirclement first. Wait until we have the opportunity to move towards the side gate. If Ningal deploys too many troops... we can only retreat to the mountainside with the people and wait until the city calms down before making plans."

Considering that he cannot expose his identity and cannot have excessive conflicts with the soldiers. If he really cannot leave the city, he can only retreat to the aristocratic area or the church area on the mountain, wait for Ningal to relax restrictions on the residents in the city, and then find an opportunity to leave Plales.

This is Moya's decision after careful consideration.

The number of Ningal soldiers was increasing, and in just a blink of an eye, it accumulated from the first four and five to dozens.

Unlike Hadro's mercenaries, Ningal's soldiers are not only stronger than ordinary soldiers, but also more skilled in the cooperation between groups.

Eight soldiers held swords in one hand and shield in the other. They were divided into two groups and attacked in turn.

The four attacks in the front were lost, and the four attacks in the back were added.

If the night elves were not faster than others and the narrow entrance to the alley was conducive to defense, it would be difficult to deal with the increasing number of soldiers alone.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sound of metal collisions was endless. Seeing that Sistale was still moving freely in a thick fur, and was not at a disadvantage under the siege of eight soldiers. The onlookers began to consciously join the besieged camp.

"Arrow ready!!"

A guy who looked like a captain scolded loudly, commanding more than thirty soldiers, and pulled out the longbow made by Ningale.

This longbow made of imitating the Night Elf Power Crossbow not only has a long range but also has a very high accuracy. If so many sharp arrows attack at the same time, it would be impossible to completely avoid it.

"Come back." Moya shouted softly.

The red flames built a solid wall outside the streets and alleys, and the dense arrows were blocked by the fire wall.

Sistale retreated in time when he heard Moya's warning and was not burned by the flames. The besieged soldiers could not dodge and immediately ignited the cotton coat on their bodies by the sudden appearance of flames. The screams and moans were still heard even after the flames were extinguished.

"It's a magician!!"

The infantry gathered near the alley retreated one after another. Since the other party had a magician, it was just a meaningless act of suicide.

Just as the soldier stopped moving because Moya showed his magic, a knight riding a black wolf warrior appeared.

Like a sharp spear, wherever the knights went, the soldiers gathered outside the alley like a tide, automatically made way out.

"What happened."

"General Mandas, these two guys are very powerful. They have killed two of us soldiers. They are very likely to be resisters in the city." The captain who commanded the archers expressed his point.

"Resistancers... are nonsense!!"

The Black Wolf Knight, known as the general, noticed the dark blade dagger in Sistaer's hand at a glance. The green light faintly flashed on the blade shows that it has a huge poison, a special half-moon shape, and a completely black blade body. Many characteristics all show that this dagger is an excellent assassination weapon.

There are very few such weapons in the northern continent, so Mandas inferred that these two guys who cannot see clearly are definitely outsiders.

People from the Northern Mainland were martial, and from a distance he saw a man wearing white fur fight against the rotational attacks of eight soldiers like a dancer. Mandas immediately had the idea of ​​fighting with him.

“Get out.”

He gave orders to the eight soldiers who were besieging, and Mandas, who was riding the fierce black wolf warrior, slowly stepped out of the line, and placed the spear in his hand horizontally, reaching Sistale ten steps away.

This is a challenge. If you are pointed at by weapons, you will be ridiculed as a coward if you refuse.

"..." Sistale did not accept it immediately. He looked back at Moya behind him with some embarrassment.

No matter as a former Paladin or a Night Elf Warrior, he cannot refuse such a blatant challenge, but as the guardian knight of the Blood Alliance and the Dark Night High Priest, he must take the premise of protecting Moya. The current situation is not suitable for accepting duels from enemy generals.

The mercenary king Russel saw from a distance that his confidant general and a small group of infantry gathered on the street in a corner of the square, and he felt curious.

How could Mandas, who has always put mission first, stay in such a place? Is it a match for the guards in the city?

"Interesting, the one who can interest Mandas must be a master. How can you let go of such a rare opportunity?"

The Northern Continent is still martial, and this style is particularly popular in mercenary countries. Every time a siege, the vanguard general Mandas will always select some capable players to duel. As the immediate boss and playmate who grew up together, Russell will naturally not let go of enjoying the wonderful duel scenes of subordinates and friends.

He urged the mount under his feet, and the mercenary king rushed towards the place where the battle occurred.

While running with great strides, the red earth dragon made a deafening hiss. The soldiers hurriedly gave up the passage to him when they saw the kingdom coming.

"Mandas!"

"Your Majesty..." Russell's arrival made the Black Wolf Knight push back a few steps.

"Is this the master you like?"

Holding the reins, Russell looked carefully at the man standing outside the alley. His appearance was covered by heavy white fur and his wide hood. Only the long golden hair that flew in the wind showed that he was not a commoner in Joka.

The hair colors of the Qiuka people are mostly brown and red. The golden color is not only in this country, but also in the Northern mainland.

"Foreigner..." I found that there was another man wearing a white fur standing in the alley. Russell's mouth bent, and an idea immediately appeared in his mind.

It was not as difficult as imagined to take down this city. It has been a while since I entered the city, but there was no movement on the cathedral on the mountainside, which means that the church has no objection to Ningal replacing Joka.

Although winning is a good thing, winning so easily makes the young king who has always been fighting for courage and fighting suddenly feel uninterested. When he happened to meet Mandas duel with someone, Russell naturally started to use this.

Anyway, most of the city has been occupied, and the remaining finishing work has been completed by several other generals, so he can also vent his depressed mood by venting it.

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