Back in time half an hour ago, Bertel led the soldiers frantically towards the direction of the castle.
But suddenly the sky suddenly brightened and then darkened immediately!
This is actually an illusion. When their backs are turned against a strong and fast flash, this kind of reversed visual confusion will occur.
Bertel, who was riding on the horse, was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he heard a loud noise, as if thunder exploded a little behind his head.
My eardrums were almost shattered.
Even the well-trained war horses were neighing in fear and uneasiness.
Bertel's riding skills were not bad, and the horse under him was also quite impressive. It only took less than two seconds to calm him down. Then he looked back, his eyes and mouth gradually getting bigger.
A huge "firework" flew up from the city wall, covering the sky in the shape of a cone-shaped eruption. Densely packed, red, and blue "fireworks" spread out in the air like raindrops, filling the field of vision, and then fell.
Bettel watched dumbfoundedly as these 'fireworks' fell from high in the sky, watched as they extinguished in mid-air and turned into small black stones, clattering down not far behind. It was like a shower of stones.
The cries of many children in the city rang out, but they were quickly muffled by adults.
Doors and windows on both sides of the street were hurriedly closed with a banging sound.
The city soon became quiet.
Bertel stared blankly at the collapsed city wall in the distance, his face pale.
After a while, he looked in disbelief at Wade, who was also stunned not far away: "The big... big magician?"
Because of the high status of magicians, master magicians have their own exclusive title: Grand Mage.
When Wade heard Bettel's words, he came back to his senses and swallowed hard: "It's still about the plasticity department. Bettel, this is no longer something that our Wade family can interfere with."
After he said this, he rode his horse slowly backwards out of the team and stood at the entrance of the alley on the side of the road. It seemed that whenever Bertel did something unusual, he would turn around and run away.
Bertel smiled miserably, said nothing, waved his hand, and left quickly. He did not go to the castle again, but ran towards the east gate.
As a noble, Bertel knew very well that he had really kicked the steel plate this time. He had no idea that Ellie, who was stupid but had quite the auxiliary and strengthening ability, would have such a terrifying power behind her.
Why didn't she tell herself... If he had known this, he would still use Ellie, but he would never treat her as a disposable tool. He would definitely treat her as the future wife of the city lord, even if he couldn't use her The power behind him and Ellie's own auxiliary effect of strengthening the army are also very powerful.
Regret gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake.
If given a chance, he would definitely spoil Ellie to the sky.
But it's too late.
The city gate was broken and the castle was burned. Now he can only escape to his grandmother's house, hoping that his grandparents can protect him.
After all, grandpa is an earl and has a more powerful army. Since he is one of those golden sons, he must consider it.
With this thought, Bertel left from the east gate without hesitation.
But when he left the city and trotted along the dirt road with the soldiers, he found five people hanging far behind them. Judging by his appearance, movements, body shape and walking habits, he is either a thief or a scout, a professional.
Want to kill them all
Bertel gritted his teeth and waved his arms to let the army move faster.
It was just that he was sitting on a war horse, and the soldiers were running on two legs. At first, the soldiers could barely keep up, but as time passed, more and more soldiers fell behind.
The five people had no interest in the stragglers at all. They took a long detour and did not want to conflict with the desperate soldiers who mistakenly thought they were going to be killed because they fell behind.
Do you only have yourself as your target
Bertel gritted his teeth and did not dare to run too fast.
Because many soldiers found that the pursuers behind them did not seem to be interested in them, they started to think carefully. Many people had deliberately fallen behind and left as deserters. If he ran faster and the soldiers couldn't bear it and all fled, then he would definitely be caught by the five thieves alone.
Soldiers are the guarantee of his personal safety. So he had to slow down.
But even so, the number of soldiers behind him was getting smaller and smaller.
By evening, the number of soldiers who could still follow him was less than forty, and all of them were panting, looking like they would collapse and fall into a coma if they continued running.
Bertel knew very well that he could no longer run away.
It was necessary to sit down, give the soldiers rest, and give them food and drink.
But they left in a hurry and took no luggage, only a little food and water with them. Moreover, after running for most of the day, I had almost eaten everything I could eat.
Bertel fell off the horse. He looked at his beloved horse and found that the situation was not good. There was a little foam at the mouth. If he didn't give it water, the horse would die suddenly.
But now, where is the water? Surrounded by a meadow and a small forest.
The five people who had followed them also came close, about forty meters apart.
Some soldiers reluctantly picked up their knives to warn them, but the five men stopped approaching and watched them from a distance.
One of the people took out a big melon from somewhere and cut it into several portions with a dagger. Each person held a piece while chewing it. Even though they were thirty or forty meters away, they could hear a crisp crunching sound. .
As soon as you hear it, you can tell that this melon is sweet and juicy.
The five people stared at them playfully while eating melon.
Many soldiers subconsciously licked their lips.
Bertel also felt extremely thirsty.
He stood up and shouted to the five people: "Two gold coins, sell me a melon. I know that your golden sons have space backpacks. There should be extra."
The five players showed strange smiles and did not answer.
Wasn't the money given enough? Or they only came out with one melon.
Bertel took a deep breath and continued: "Then let's change the method of cooperation. If you don't chase us, I am willing to give five gold coins to each of you to express my gratitude. If you are willing to escort us, I am willing to spend one gold coin every day. I’ll hire you for a gold coin until I’m safe.”
The expressions of the five players smiled even weirder, and they were even joking to the point of being a little lewd.
"If you think it's less, we can discuss it again."
Bertel believes that there is no one in this world who does not love money, even gods. Otherwise, how could a god like Wojin, the god of wealth, exist
At this time, one player burst out laughing and spit out all the melons in his mouth, which was extremely indecent.
He wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Betel, your castle was set on fire by your brothers. Before setting the fire, we turned your castle upside down. A total of sixty-three gold coins and thirty Here’s a blue-green crystal, gems are more valuable, right? By the way, this melon also came from your house.”
Players' thieves all have the three skills "Secret Door Intuition", "Looting" and "Stealing" activated. Due to time constraints, there may be some small omissions, but they will never leave anything truly valuable. stuff.
Betterl suddenly felt as if his head had been hit by a battering ram. He was buzzing with pain. His vision went black and white, and he almost couldn't stand up straight.