Chapter 407 Massacre of the City
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The oak door locked by the iron chain shook.
“Who?” Several soldiers who were napping in the winch room were frightened and asked angrily.
"Catherine's ruling warrant is from me, you bastards, open the door quickly, the winch room is on duty!"
"Oh oh oh." Hearing the voice of the gatekeeper, the militia captain in the winch room sat up from the table, rubbed his eyes with his palms and walked to the door.
"Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"
"Sir, I'm not driving it right now..."
"Bang!"
Untie The iron chain was removed, and a crack was exposed in the iron-barred door. The man behind the door suddenly kicked the door panel.
The soldier who opened the door was knocked back by the door. He took three steps back and sat down on the ground. He looked at the blood on his pants and wiped his nose blankly.
The blood red on the fingertips was so bright that it hurt the eyes, and the soldier who opened the door was ignited with anger. He suddenly raised his head: "Sun Goat, you are crazy... cluck -"
Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened. A crossbow arrow pierced his throat, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling.
"You..." A soldier just stood up with a face full of shock, and was pierced by a crossbow arrow in the head. He turned over and fell to the ground.
The two crossbowmen stepped back, and seven or eight big men in chainmail instantly poured into the room. As soon as they entered, they threw the throwing ax in their hands.
The flying ax, with its rotating afterimage, was extremely accurate in the narrow space, and it happily embedded itself into the collarbone, chest and forehead of the guarding soldier, causing screams and blood to flow together.
Echoing the winch room, there were also muffled groans and screams coming from the city gate.
The screams in the winch room were like some kind of signal. Among the soldiers who were originally standing in a row, about ten people suddenly rose up, drew their armed swords, and slashed head-on at their colleagues around them.
When the armed swords cut through their skin and slit their throats, these soldiers loyal to Catherine still turned around in disbelief.
It wasn’t until I saw those former colleagues pointing their swords at them that I gave up.
"What are you doing?"
"You traitors!"
The very few soldiers who were not killed by the surprise attack also drew their armed swords, raised their spears, and quickly moved towards These traitorous soldiers rushed away.
Unfortunately, before they could take a few steps, they were covered by a continuous barrage of crossbow arrows.
Arrows fell on them like rain. The rushing soldiers groaned and fell at the feet of the traitors one after another.
After clearing the soldiers at the city gate, the sound of chains rattling came from the winch room.
Accompanied by this voice and the curses of the seriously injured soldier who fell to the ground, a young man with an unshaven beard and gray hair walked over.
"Rial!" Looking at the iconic double fingers of the leader of the traitor, a seriously injured city militiaman lay in a pool of blood and roared in disbelief, "Why?"
Yal's face was horribly pale. He did not look at his old friend on the ground, but stared straight ahead.
It wasn’t until a group of workshop owners appeared that the eyes of these captured or fallen soldiers showed some clarity.
"Just to protect the little property you have in the city?" the city militiaman shouted at Rial, "I knew that woman was the devil, she corrupted your soul!"
"That's my wife. She and I are both devout believers in Myrcella!" As if he had been stepped on, Rial glared at his old friend, "The real devil is the one with the vampire whip. Witch, your most loyal Catherine!
She is a witch. She never told us. I suspect that Malok and the others died because of being infected with the witch disease.
Using vampire things. I’m on the verge of going crazy every day, and I don’t want to die in the hands of the crazy witch. If I follow her, my soul will be corrupted and I will never go to heaven.”
"Didn't Catherine always wear a cloak and gloves?" The citizen covered the wound where the arrow had penetrated his intestines. "I would rather cover the prickly heat than take it off. We were still discussing why at that time. Do you remember "
"Of course she has to do this." Amidst the harsh friction of the winch and the chain, Rial was as cold as a different person, "Otherwise, it's the witch's business. Are you exposed?”
“Rial, what are you arguing with him?” A workshop owner behind him rushed over lightly, and Rial subconsciously reached out to pull him, but he didn’t.
The sword passed through the citizen's chest, and when he pulled it out, he could no longer say anything. He just opened his eyes wide, leaned against the wall, and slowly fell to the ground.
Rial’s hand with only two fingers left trembled.
The soldier's foaming blood flowed out along the slowly rising door, and the sun shone through the cracks in the door that opened little by little, shining on the desperate faces of the fallen soldiers.
Outside the door, hundreds of infantry knights who swam from the moat stood wet with shields on their heads. Following the rain of arrows from the top of the city, what fell from time to time were the bodies of fallen soldiers, some with their faces covered and some without.
The sun shone from the backs of these infantry knights. In the darkness, Rial could not see their faces clearly, and could only see silhouettes with blurred edges.
But for some reason, Rial could always feel that they were laughing, a breathless laugh.
"Dong dong dong——"
The moat bridge slowly fell, and the smoke of the cavalry's galloping began to rise in the woods in the distance.
“Go up to the city tower and control the winch room, armory and street entrance.”
“Destroy all the door latches and dismantle all the resisting horses!”
“ To control the city, we must smash the crossbow machine of the bed crossbow.”
The leading knight issued three orders in an orderly manner, and the infantry knights behind him immediately followed suit.
Until then, the leading knight seemed to have just seen the businessmen and small citizens standing in front of him.
He walked slowly in front of Rial, the sunlight faded, and finally his face was revealed, but it was Elad, the captain of the command company.
"We meet again, Mr. Rial, oops, tsk."
He pretended to pat his mouth lightly and performed an exaggerated chest caressing ceremony: "Or should I call you, Baron Rial."
Even in the world of nobles, betrayers are the most marginalized beings.
Although Aylard was grateful to Rial and other small citizens and businessmen, he respected Catherine even more for holding on for so many days without escaping.
If Rial can take this opportunity to become a noble group, it will probably take him three generations to wash away the term "son of the traitor".
Looking at the mocking Elad in front of him, Rial was speechless.
All the sharpness in his brows was gone. Although he still looked aloof, his aura disappeared like a deflated ball.
Clumsily performing the aristocratic etiquette he once despised most, Rial lowered his head: "Say hello to you, Mr. Knight Elad."
"Of course, of course." Elad casually said from the prisoner He walked past them and walked in front of dozens of citizens with Rial's perfunctory words, "I will meet your request, but before that, tell me, where is the witch Catherine?"
"She is on the east wall." A wealthy businessman raised his hands enthusiastically and said, "We poisoned the gatekeeper of the bell tower in advance, and they didn't have time to get the news."
"Who asked you to kill the monks of the bell tower?" Ai Ladd asked with a frown.
“Huh?” The businessmen and citizens groaned in confusion, but they didn’t understand what Elad meant.
Elad clicked his tongue: "Go, ring the bell, and ring according to the signal you agreed to break the door."
"But..."
"Go if you are told." Elad The voice was smooth and elegant, "It would be great if I can wash away your sins. Do you want anything else?"
The citizens immediately fell into silence. They called out someone who remembered the bell signal and rolled around. He ran towards the bell tower.
Looking at their leaving figures, Elad smiled with undisguised contempt, and then shouted to the church guards who came over: "After the city is broken, you are allowed to plunder for three days without sealing. Knife!
Whoever can take the head of the witch Catherine will be rewarded with 1,000 gold pounds, made a baron and a knight. The prince is willing to be a guarantor and invite him to join the Knights of the Garter! "
Nearly a thousand night watch guards and armored sergeants who came over gave loud cheers.
"I have done everything you asked me to do. "Amidst the cheers, Rial staggered to Elad's side, "What do I want? "
Elad looked at the other citizens and businessmen who were looking at him eagerly: "Go home, I will give you a flag. If you hold it and stand at the door, no one will plunder and massacre you. . ”
“What about the others? Doesn’t it mean that as long as the city is dedicated, the Holy Lord will forgive the believers in the city? "Rial asked subconsciously.
"Yes, if they don't go to see the Holy Lord, how can the Holy Lord forgive them?" Elad spread his hands innocently.
"One block, at least one block!" Rial's body trembled and he said pleadingly.
"Will doing this make you feel better? Huh?" Elad stepped forward and said in Rial's ear, "Do you think this can wash away the blood on your hands? Betrayal? "The more you show off your conscience, the more pathetic you become!"
As if it were an elder versus a junior, Elad slapped Rial on the back of the head, "Remember, you are one of ours. He listened to our order, which is to massacre the city!”
(End of this chapter)