Chapter 438 ensues, a well-prepared rebellion! (Please subscribe)
“There is an enemy!”
“Protect the Witch King!”
“.”
The incident happened suddenly, and the witch followed loyally The soldiers and subordinates did not dare to be in the same position as her during the sacrifice, so they were all under the high platform. Even the warrior who was carrying the box retreated to the back.
Therefore, the ones closest to her were the girls singing hymns, but no one thought that there would be assassins hidden among these seemingly weak and pure girls.
The faces of the people below changed wildly, and they were shocked, but it was too late. They could only watch the assassin rush up to the high platform and stab the witch who was kneeling on the ground, seemingly defenseless. dagger!
The sharp blade still shone with a blue luster, and it was obviously poisoned.
“Die!”
Perhaps feeling that success was close at hand, the girl finally screamed and was about to pierce the dagger into the witch’s body, but at this critical moment, she suddenly He paused in mid-air.
However, it was not that she stopped, but an emerald green vine emerged from the witch's body, like a rope, entangled the assassin's wrist, preventing her from moving forward at all.
Whoosh!
But the assassin's movements were also very fast. The other hand that could still move quickly borrowed the dagger and tried to continue thrusting, but at this time he felt an irresistible force, from the wrapped wrist Came everywhere.
Bang!
The whole body was like a sack, being thrown off the high platform.
Before she could react, the angry soldiers from the high platform held her down hard and moved towards her with all their hands and feet, showing no mercy at all.
"Okay, let her live and find the person behind the scenes."
The witch stood up straight, picked up the dagger that fell on the ground, and said calmly.
“Yes, Master!”
A follower dragged the assassin down and responded fiercely.
If there is no one present who least wants something to happen to the witch, then there is no doubt that it is these followers who were lower class a year or six months ago. The witch distributed the land, servants, and wealth of the nobles to them. Gain their allegiance.
In fact, it has become an emerging political and military group, replacing the original role of the nobility.
Once the witch dies and the group is leaderless, then the group is likely to be counterattacked and fall as fast as it rises.
So if the witch hadn't spoken, the assassin would have been beaten to death.
A thrilling assassination seemed to have come to an end just like that.
Phew!
Just when many people thought so and breathed a sigh of relief, some of the prisoners of war and laborers who were kneeling on the ground suddenly jumped out, killed the soldiers whose attention was attracted, and took away their weapons.
“Kill!”
“Kill the evil witch!”
“Take back everything we have!”
Even among the soldiers, some rebelled and launched sneak attacks on their companions.
Screams, roars, unwillingness, anger.
All kinds of emotions intertwined under the blood, and the bottom of the high platform quickly fell into chaos. This team of about a hundred people headed straight towards the high platform. The witch rushed away.
The soldiers who blocked them were either dispersed or were still far away. Fortunately, there were still some followers of the witch on the high platform. They were holding weapons and resisting desperately. Defeat and retreat.
“Witch King, this is a premeditated rebellion!”
"We can't stop it anymore, let's go!"
"Let's break up the rear!"
A loyal follower rushed up with blood on his face and said anxiously to the witch.
Winning or losing on the battlefield requires thousands of troops, but for the success or failure of a coup, dozens or even hundreds of people are enough. As long as the witch can be killed, this huge emerging group will automatically collapse.
The witch had previously used beheading tactics to kill all the nobles in nearby territories, setting up the current situation. Unexpectedly, this trick was also used by the enemy on her.
And her foundation is even weaker than those of the nobles.
After all, the nobles killed by the witch have other branches and collateral lines in the territory. As long as enough time is given, another heir can be elected, but if the witch dies, there will be no People can maintain this situation.
"Don't worry, they chose the wrong time!"
The witch stood on the high platform and did not choose to escape, but looked at the approaching enemy with cold eyes.
She could imagine that during this sacrifice, someone would be unable to hold back and choose to take action. After all, she was usually heavily guarded, and it was extremely difficult for strangers to approach her. Only during the sacrifice could she have such an opportunity.
In fact, she even vaguely added fuel to the fire, wanting to find out all the traitorous pests inside.
But the current result was a bit beyond her expectation.
The other party was actually able to form an army of a hundred people under her nose, and judging from the followers who were retreating, quite a few of them were experienced and rigorously trained knights. .
These people are different from the nobles. Even if they surrender, they will receive preferential treatment. It is impossible to be treated as ordinary prisoners of war, let alone the dirty work of building an altar.
Obviously, some subordinates who were deeply trusted by her and held high positions also chose to betray her.
Since the witch refused to leave, the remaining followers had no choice but to stand in front of him and have a brief confrontation with the enemy who had climbed up to the high platform.
The other party has about seventy or eighty people left, and the witch’s subordinates only have twenty people at most.
Although there are reinforcements coming from far away and under the high platform, at this moment, the opponent has an absolute advantage.
“Witch, your death has come!”
The enemy didn't say much nonsense. After saying this, he quickly launched an attack.
Unexpectedly, the witch actually surpassed the protection of her followers and walked towards the enemy with her head high and a strange smile on her face.
“If it were a different time and a different place, you might have really succeeded.”
“But unfortunately, you chose now, here!”
“ Under the Lord’s gaze, no one can kill me!”
The witch is very confident.
Where is this?
This is in the green water swamp, on the Lord's territory, not to mention that she has just sacrificed so many mysterious items. Due to emotion and reason, the Lord cannot give up on her.
“This woman is crazy!”
But in the eyes of the enemy, this was a sign of madness. A knight rushing in front waved his sword and slashed at her without hesitation. past.
call!
However, at this moment, everyone on the high platform felt a gentle breeze suddenly blowing.
Even if it is a fierce life and death fight, it is impossible to ignore.
The breeze blew past the witch and her followers, as well as the ferocious-looking enemies.
Everyone froze in place, as if they had turned into sculptures.
Wow!
The next second, the enemy standing opposite the witch had his flesh and blood melted instantly, his organs rotted, and turned into white bones, which were suddenly scattered on the ground.
(End of this chapter)