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Volume 4 Violet Tower 706 Katherina's Grudge

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    c_t;The fire is rushing.  Read the full text of the latest chapter The towering Violet Tower continuously supplies magic power to Allegri. He stretched his hands forward and maintained the casting posture to control the shape of the flame tornado.  Fire style should be the most common and most powerful spell on the battlefield.  Flames swept across, and the frightened horses ran rampant, throwing aside the knights on their backs. The clothes on their bodies began to burn, and searing pain followed.  For a time, the long and narrow valley was filled with tumbling knights, injured horses, and shrill screams.  The stream of fire rolled past until it was hundreds of meters away.  Within this range, flames shot into the sky, smoke filled the air, and the resulting "flame tornado" exploded with terrifying lethality, like a purgatory on earth, reflecting the red clouds in the sky.  At the same time, the second batch of rebel cavalry troops was also arriving quickly.  Their total number is about 8,000, led by Lucas, the deputy commander of the Eighth Legion. Since they guard the rear, neither legion has heavy knights, but mainly archers and light cavalry.  Unlike the first batch of elite warriors equipped with horses, this unit was a mixed bag of good and bad, and its formation was also quite scattered.  They came on horseback and formed a long queue. Even though Lucas affirmed military discipline many times, the situation did not change at all.  "Forget it." The old general shook his head. If these guys were really outstanding, they wouldn't be sent to the Green River Valley.  He shouted loudly and ordered the cavalry to hurry up.  After Contra launched the sneak attack, they must rush to the battlefield immediately to meet the first batch of troops and expand the results.  There were still three miles to go from the small town in the river valley. The soldier next to him suddenly exclaimed and pointed to the northern sky in a panic.  Lucas looked up and saw fireworks rising in front of him and thick clouds, and he couldn't help but be shocked.  He subconsciously raised his whip and spurred his horse, turned the last corner, and looked from a distance to see whirlwinds of flames more than ten meters high, rotating back and forth between the mountain roads.  A few soldiers who were lucky enough to escape.  He stumbled and fled this way. When he saw friendly troops ahead, he quickly warned, "Quick. Run! There is an ambush!" "Withdraw troops!" Lucas made a prompt decision and immediately gave the order.  However, there were rocky hillsides on both sides of this section of the road. The cavalry were unable to turn around, and the leading troops hurriedly turned around and returned.  The troops in the rear did not know what was going on and wanted to continue advancing.  So thousands of people crowded together, and there was a chaotic scene everywhere.  "Get out of here!" Lucas was anxious and swung the riding crop over his head and face, trying to drive out a passage.  Since the other party has set up an ambush, they might have some backup plans. If they don't escape now, they won't have a chance later.  While he was thinking wildly, a sharp roar suddenly came from the air.  This is the trumpet arrow of "Blue Clothes Long Shot"?  Lucas shivered.  He hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and dived under the horse's belly.  But other soldiers did not have such good luck. Before they could react, one after another long-feathered arrows flew through the sky. The shooters in blue never missed their shots. Almost every arrow could kill a life.  The second round of arrow rain that followed was no longer so accurate. The archer battalions of the mercenary regiments left behind in the valley bent their bows and set arrows.  Their rate of fire is slightly faster than that of the "Blue Long Shot", but the damage they can cause is far inferior to that of these elite shooters.  "Raise your shield and dismount!" Lucas hid under the horse.  Four or five soldiers gathered around and protected him in the center.  He issued orders repeatedly, ordering the soldiers to unite for defense.  The soldiers who were huddled together benefited from this. They stood close together and raised their round shields.  Block arrows from both sides.  Seeing that his own casualties were greatly reduced, Lucas nodded slightly, frowning and thinking about a counterattack strategy.  As far as he knew, there were not many defenders in the valley. He only had to withstand a few rounds of arrow rain. After the enemy archers' arm strength weakened, he could organize a wave of charges to regain the initiative on the battlefield.  Sure enough, half a quarter of an hour later, the falling arrows gradually became sparse.  Lucas secretly estimated for a moment and felt that the time had come. He raised his arms and shouted, "If this continues, everyone will die. Charge with your shield and kill them!" Knowing that he was right, the rebel soldiers plucked up their courage and  Howling and rushing to both sides.  But as they climbed up the hillside, they suddenly heard a rumbling sound.  On the top of the slope, a row of big men stood up, holding heavy logs and rolling stones in their hands, and then threw them down with all their strength.  These ogres from the Stone Tooth Tribe were all extremely powerful. Logs and boulders weighing hundreds of kilograms quickly rolled down the hillside. Some of them even drew an arc and were thrown directly into the crowd.  .  The rebel soldiers turned around and ran away without hesitation.  Standing up to the charge is no different than committing suicide. What's more, even if they rush forward with a narrow escape, they will not face archers, but two or three meters high ogres, with no chance of winning.    What to do? Lucas looked anxious, but there was nothing he could do.  The rolling logs and stones that went down hit the soldiers and horses, and their limbs were suddenly broken and their flesh and blood were blurred.  The soldiers threw the corpses on the ground and retreated in fear. They crowded in the center of the road, hoping that the corpses of their comrades and horses would slow down the rolling speed of the wood and rocks.  With no way to save himself, Lucas lowered his head helplessly. Hiding at the core of the queue, his life was not in danger for the time being.  But it's not that easy to sneak away.  "Then, what is that?" A panic-looking lieutenant suddenly shouted loudly.  Lucas turned around and saw a human being, old or young, wearing various robes emerging from behind the ogre on the hillside.  "It'sa magician." Lucas murmured. He shrank back and quietly activated his protective energy.  The next moment, all kinds of spells fell like rain, red fireballs shot out, light cyan wind blades rotated and cut, blue and white lightning flashed in series The joint performance of hundreds of magicians announced the second rebellion.  The army was completely destroyed.  In the sea of ????fire, there was a loud shout.  In war magic, there is a universally applicable escape law.  Get as close to the caster as possible, that's often the safest area.  In order to ensure the safety of Darnion and others, Allegri used directional "earth fire flow" to lay down magic power, and then detonated the "Fire Tornado".  The group of guarding knights only took a dozen steps back and successfully avoided the range of the spell.  But Contra also survived.  Green-black energy surrounded him, and he stumbled out of the fire. His purple-red face turned into charred black, and his beard and hair were also burned to ash.  The metal sword melted and twisted, and he had to throw it away.  But his palms had been burned, and the burning pain kept coming.  Contra exhaled a few breaths of turbid air, and the rage in his chest almost exploded.  He didn't even hold a weapon, clenched his fists and rushed towards Allegri.  I wish I could punch him to death.  Allegri gave a low shout and removed control of the spell.  After the "Fire Tornado" is formed, it will not dissipate in a short period of time, and its raging residual power is enough to destroy the remaining rebels.  The magic power in the body is exhausted.  Allegri didn't have any strength in his body.  He raised his hand, wanting to cast a spell to hold the opponent back, but there was no response from the dry sea of ??souls.  "You dare to plot against me!" Contra cursed, approaching like a wild bull.  He raised his fist, gathered his strength, and was about to swing it out when a sudden chill hit his vest.  ¡°Either stop or die.¡± A cold voice came.  Darnan emerged from the smoke and pointed his finger on Contra's back.  Cold light flickered at the fingertips, and a blue ice blade that was more than half a foot long was revealed.  Contra is also an experienced warrior. This is the first time in his life that someone has restrained his vitals, but he did not notice any signs before this.  Are you really too old to be of any use?  For some reason, Contra felt a sense of sadness in his heart.  When his elite men perished in the flames, his era was over.  From the moment I decided to rebel.  The old general knew that he was on a road of no return.  Success means everyone is happy, failure means disaster.  And dying here is better than being executed in public.  Much more respectable.  So, before you die, you should always have someone to support you.  Contra thought so, he slowly lowered his fist and raised it again, the muscles in his arm contracted, and his energy gathered.  "You dare!" In this flash of lightning.  Darnan realized that he had made a mistake.  He originally wanted to capture the opponent alive, but he did not kill him, but he ignored that the opponent had long been determined to die.  The threat of death would have no effect. Contra smiled miserably and punched hard.  Darnion shouted sharply, and the ice blade pierced Contra's vest. As soon as the blood gushed out, it was condensed by the cold air.  At the same time, he activated his Qi, and a blue light appeared on his fair face, and all the Qi in his body surged out, then exploded at his fingertips, forming a ball of light blue mist that enveloped Contra.  Contra's figure froze, and Allegri tried his best to dodge, but his fist finally swung out and hit him hard on the right side of his chest.  Allegri groaned, raised his head and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, then collapsed to the ground sideways.  Darnion was so angry that he vomited, and the ice blade pierced Contra's vest. The tip of the ice blade bloomed like a flower, and three branches read;.  Then, he twisted his fingers and the blade rotated, crushing all the opponent's internal organs into pieces.  The fog dissipated, and Contra knelt on the ground, his body covered with a light layer of white frost.  He turned his head with difficulty, as if he wanted to see by whose hands he died, butHalfway through the turn, he fell to the ground with a crash, his neck still twisted.  "Teacher? Teacher?" Darnion stepped forward and helped Allegri up. A rare look of panic appeared on his usually calm face.  Norman city, royal palace.  "Her Royal Highness, are you looking for me?" Modsic bowed and saluted. He had just put down the rebellion and was busy with business, but Katherina sent a gold-robed guard to summon him, so he had to come.  "Give me a seat," said Katharina, who had a handsome face and was wearing a luxurious rose-colored dress. She glanced at Modcic, waved her hand and ordered, "You all go out." The guards and maids bowed to accept the order.  , filed out, the middle-aged female officer at the head hesitated for a moment and did not dare to say anything more.  Although it is not reasonable for the queen to be alone in a room with male courtiers, the rebels have invaded the palace, and it is normal for His Highness to want to ask questions.  Modcic sat on the edge of the soft chair, looking like a man with a ray of light on his back.  He lowered his gaze and looked at his toes, not daring to take any offense.  "Okay, you are his trusted minister, there is no need to act like this," Katherina's tone seemed to be mixed with a little dissatisfaction, "I ask a few questions, and you must answer them truthfully." "Yes, Your Highness.  "Modecic took a sneak peek and knew that the "him" the other party was referring to was King Nachini.  "The Presbyterian House rebelled, and the palace almost fell. You led the army to quell the rebellion, and you really made a contribution" Katharina first said a few words that were neither salty nor bland, and then asked abruptly, "However, you returned from the front line,  It must have been a while, right?" "Yes, it has been a while," Modsic replied respectfully.  "I don't know," Katharina said calmly, and continued to ask, "Did he send you back?" "It was the king's arrangement." Modsic replied carefully, not saying what he should have said.  If so, he wouldn¡¯t say a word ¡°reads¡±.  "So, he already knew about the rebellion and sent you back to Norman to take charge of the overall situation," Katherina said slowly. "Otherwise, you would not have been able to wipe out the rebels so quickly." "It's not even about annihilation.  There are still remnants of rebels throughout the city," Modsic deliberately changed the topic. "I plan to block the city gate and search for rebels block by block. I hope His Highness can agree." "Your order is enough for me.  How can a woman in the harem interfere in politics on her own?" Katherina's tone suddenly became sharp, "But I want to ask, do you know that the rebels have already breached the outer wall of the palace, if it weren't for the golden robe?  The guards resisted desperately, but I have already become a prisoner? " "This is the fault of the minister, please forgive me, Your Highness Wanwang." Modsic's eyes flashed, he stood up and left his seat, knelt down on one knee, and took the initiative to apologize.  road.  "So, in his arrangements, he completely ignored my existence?" Katherina was stunned for a moment and murmured, "Does the wise and mighty Lion King not care about the safety of his wife at all?" "No,  No, it was the minister's oversight. I didn't expect the rebels to prepare siege equipment" Modsic explained continuously, taking the responsibility entirely on himself.  But in fact, King Nachini did not tell him to inform or transfer Katharina in advance.  "Forget it, don't say any more." Katherina interrupted him impatiently. This once heroic general and tiger girl was now full of loneliness and resentment.  With Catroman¡¯s efforts, she successfully squeezed out Althea and became the queen of Snowton.  But what did she gain?  A bad wedding, a marriage in name only, and King Nachini's polite but cold attitude.  The Lion King, who was fighting in the north and south, rarely showed affection to him even when he returned to the palace. No wonder there were rumors that the king spent much more time with Modsic than with the queen.  Moreover, after getting married for so long, they didn't even have an heir.  Katherina once thought that happiness was to marry a great hero who was upright and upright, but now, she missed the mountains and wilderness of Tiebikuan very much.  ¡­(To be continued.) ps: (4000 words.) ¡­
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