On the esplanade in the harbor district of Dunerke, Baron Miró was crying and mourning as if his father and mother had died, and he was standing in a mess with his waist bent.
Several loyal knights in heavy armor stood closely by Baron Miró's side, and even a mage wearing a black cloak with several mysterious hexagonal patterns embroidered on his sleeves followed.
Countless torches lit up this section of the coastal avenue, and the four black horses that had been blown to pieces were all over a radius of 100 meters.
The snow and blood were mixed together, and they had been frozen into red blood ice under the cold wind.
The carriage was burned to ashes, and the black ash and some of the remaining charcoal were scattered on the ground, and the black, red, and white were mixed together, giving the impression of a flesh slaughterhouse.
The body of Ya and Ling's middle-aged guard fell to the ground, his upper body was almost blown off, and the two legs of his lower body were wantonly trampled by the thugs of the Black Tiger Clan, and the leg bones were twisted to show a strange angle.
The big black man who had rescued Jahoring from Barr's hand was lying on the breakwater, with a hole the size of a goose egg in his temple, apparently killed by some powerful arrow through his head.
What is even more surprising is that his two arms flew out more than ten meters away, one left and one right, and the thick arms were stuck in the snow, pointing obliquely to the sky like tombstones.
In addition to the black warrior who fell on the breakwater, there were seven other corpses that had been burned to the point of almost melting, and only a little human corpse could be seen, standing steadily at the mouth of a small alley.
The seven corpses were like melted glass, and the surface showed a magnificent seven-colored color.
They had been burned like this, and they were still standing there steadily, a majesty and evil aura that people did not dare to approach filled the surroundings, making the cold wind whistling by add a bit of murderous intent out of thin air.
Baron Miró covered his nose with a white handkerchief, and with his left hand on his crutches, he roared angrily.
Seeing that the New Year is over, when the spring flowers bloom, he will be able to step down from the post of mayor of Dunerke, and he will be able to take his wife, children, grandchildren and grandchildren back to Black Rock City to retire.
With the oil and water he scavenged from the position of mayor of Dunerke, not to mention that his old age will be unusually free and rich, even his children, his grandchildren, and even his great-grandchildren.
As long as he stays up for another three months, he can return to his hometown to retire with peace of mind But now, there are only three months left, why did such a vicious case suddenly kill so many people, and make such a big noise, it is impossible to hide it, after all, that huge explosion was heard by hundreds of thousands of residents throughout Dunrk.
The bureaucrats of the province of Yasin will certainly send a large number of officers to investigate the events of this night, and they will certainly pick their noses and eyes at Baron Miro, and they will certainly intervene in the municipal administration of Dunerke, and perhaps they will also have to check the tax books and municipal expenditure books of Dunerke over the years.
Of course, Baron Miró wasn't afraid of them checking the books, he was afraid of what a high price he would have to pay in order to silence the damned investigators, maybe a few thoroughbred horses for his future great-grandchildren, a few jewel necklaces for his future great-granddaughter, and the money just grew wings and flew away, and if he ran into a guy as greedy as Baron Miró, maybe his damage would be even greater "Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on here" Baron Miró angrily raised his cane and swung it vigorously.
The cane carved from ivory slammed into a lamppole beside him, making the crutches crackle, and he couldn't care about the heartache.
A large group of heavily armed Imperial soldiers surrounded a tall, middle-aged man in silver armor.
This man was the commander of the garrison in Dunerke, the commander of the thousand-man infantry regiment stationed in Dunrk, Lieutenant Colonel Wotu of the Snow Wolf.
Seeing Baron Miro's hysterical movements, Snow Wolf Wotu folded his worried hands around his chest and frowned at the messy and messy corpse.
What the hell happened, who attacked these people, and where did those people go?
Those murderous thugs have already taken advantage of the night to blend into the city of Dunerke, if this is the case, if there are still civilians attacked, the responsibility of Wotu is great, thinking of the cold and ruthless iron face of those executioners of the Military Judge Advocate General's Department of the Imperial Military Department, Wotu's body can't help but tremble.
Just as Voltu was pondering and Baron Miró was roaring and angry, Blackbeard staggered out of a dark alley with Lin Qi in his arms.
As he walked, Blackbeard howled heartbreakingly: "Doctor, doctor, lieutenant colonel, lieutenant colonel, where is the military doctor in your barracks to save my son, this stupid boy, how can he fight with those cruel orcs" Blackbeard's saliva and snot flew wildly, tears spurted out of his swollen and red eyes, and he hissed and wailed, "And Enzo, this brave young man, in order to protect this stupid boy in my family, he actually fought with a mad orc, oh my God, save them" Blackbeard bursts into tears, vividly portraying a heartbroken and worried father figure.
His slippers had gone nowhere, and the two barefoot girls had just stepped on the dirty snow, and the brocade pajamas on his body, which were worth hundreds of gold coins, had long been a mess with blood and sewage, and even if they were cleaned, they would definitely not be able to wear them.
Behind Blackbeard, several thugs of the clan in Dunrk militia uniforms ran out with Enzo in their arms.
These brave warriors, covered in blood and with sword wounds on their chests and backs, yelled in pain like Blackbeard, constantly asking the military doctor to hurry up and treat their young master's good friends, good partners, good brothers, and good comrades Countless torches lit up the port area, and a thousand guards, hundreds of dragoons and bronze hats, and countless approaching militiamen gathered here.
Under the bright light of the torches, Blackbeard stumbled and fell to the ground, he knelt on the ground, and his strong hands held up the unconscious Lin Qi's weak body high.
Exclamations rang out all around, Lin Qi had more than two dozen sword wounds on his body, and his valuable clothes had been cut into broken fishing nets.
His flesh turned out like a child's mouth, revealing the red muscles inside, and the cold wind blew through the heavy snow, and Lin Qi's flesh and blood immediately turned white.
Lin Qi twitched in pain, as if in a coma, he still felt the extreme pain in his body "Doctor, come and save people" Lieutenant Colonel Wotu was shocked, but there was another burst of ecstasy, and the clue came Listen, Lin Qi and the orcs are fighting, so this time it is the orc invasion and chaos, there is no doubt about it Blackbeard's unpleasant howl resounded throughout the harbor once again
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