Chapter 120 The Raising of the Black Crow Flag (I)

"I beat him not just for you. This hatred has been going on for a long time. You don't need to take it to heart."

The original owner's blood feud, Greyhound's old sweetheart who was tortured to death, the innocent little girl who was killed by a fire butterfly, and the grudges that Field was threatened many times and made him extremely unhappy, have been piling up for a long time.

"I'm going to rest first."

Field yawned, said a few words and then returned to the camp to sleep.

But the moment I lay down and closed my eyes.

In Adrian's Fulan collar, in a small border ravine, the corrupted black crow covered in steel luster slowly opened its eyes, looking into the distance with terrifying eyes. At this time, the sunset had fallen, and darkness like a gauze was sprinkled on the The ground covers everything.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, the weather is good."

In the woods on both sides of the stone road, sixty or seventy figures in black robes were either leaning on the trees or sitting on the ground, all silent.

Asuna's scarlet eyes kept scanning, and finally focused on the manor in the distance.

Field lowered his voice and whispered: "Ashina."

"Sir, are you here?" The girl looked surprised, turned to the black crow and showed a bright smile, "How is the war situation in Itavin Province? Can Rosaria protect you? If she doesn't work hard , I’ll go back and bite her!”

"I have no problem here. Have you arrived at Fulan?"

"This is the border of Fulan Territory. Following your instructions, we arrived here this morning and rested for a day. In front of us is the manor of a certain knight, and his village is not far to the east. It is very rich here. The manor has guard towers, stone walls and even small ballistae, we are waiting for your orders."

"Okay!" Field was overjoyed.

Countering the rebellion is just a cover for the marauding army, and the battle of revenge has just begun!

It doesn’t matter whether the owner of your manor is a good person or a bad person, the butt determines the head, so it’s time to figure it out.

Without saying a word, Field directly controlled the black crow to spread its wings.

The soaring black crows hovered over the manor, and the manor's defenses were in full view. The intelligence that Field continued to collect was passed on to Asheena.

The soldiers on the stone wall were a little scattered, holding halberds in their arms, sleeping leaning against the wall, or walking back and forth.

They didn't even notice that a pitch-black crow completely exposed their defensive positions.

"Dumb!" A sharp crow cried.

The soldier guarding the door suddenly woke up and almost threw the halberd in his hand. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn crow, bad luck." The soldiers cursed, their attention was so absorbed by the black crow that they didn't notice a series of black shadows arriving under the city wall as quickly as a cheetah.

Then, one of the corrupted great swordsmen, with their fighting spirit surging, clasped a claw directly on the wall, and climbed up quickly like a spider. To them, the vertical wall was like walking on flat ground.

"Did you hear anything? It was like rats burrowing through the walls."

"I don't know." The soldier holding the bow looked confused.

"I guess I've been too angry lately and I've been hearing hallucinations. When will I go to the village to persecute two women?"

The captain guarding the wall tapped his ears twice with his fingers, his face full of displeasure, and he stuck his head out to see what was going on under the wall.

"Pfft!"

A silver-white arrow, like a silver meteor, hit the captain's face directly. With a crisp explosion, his whole head exploded like a watermelon.

"enemy..."

Before the soldier holding the bow could say anything, a large group of tall and ferocious figures easily climbed up the wall with an extremely light posture. One of them stabbed straight at him with his sword. The sword suddenly penetrated from the back of the soldier's neck. The sharp tip of the sword was still bleeding. The swordsman flicked it away, and the headless body was covered like a rag. , rolled and landed on the ground.

Without any hesitation, the great swordsman quickly found an outpost. His corrupted gray eyes glanced through the crack in the door and saw two soldiers chatting and a guy lying down and taking a nap.

"Bang!"

He flew up and kicked the door open with such force that the door panel flew away.

The sudden movement startled the two soldiers who were chatting. They trembled and subconsciously thought it was the commander. When they saw clearly who was coming, it was a heavily armored soldier covered in blood and holding a ferocious sword. They were frightened and subconsciously reached for weapons. The terrifying sword was swept out with strong wind.

Blood was like a gorgeous red curtain, splattered on the wall behind.

Both soldiers were cut in half, including their armor, and their intestines were flying everywhere.

This scene was seen by the soldier who had just woken up. His pupils were shaking, his legs were weak and he rolled off the bed. He opened his mouth several times, but he was so scared that he couldn't say anything to beg for mercy.

"Let, let me go."

After finally squeezing out the words, the great swordsman chopped off his entire head with one sword, and the mixed sword energy shattered the bed behind him.

"The orders are to kill everyone."

The corrupted throat squeezed out a speech that was difficult to hear.

"Beep beep beep~" A whistle siren sounded outside the house.

The entire manor was like boiling water pouring into a hornet's nest, and everyone began to panic. The guards began to line up, while the slaves hid in fear.

Before dying, a soldier used his last strength to sound the alarm.

But it was too late, fifty great swordsmen had already poured into the manor and quickly cut off the most threatening ballistae and outposts.

The great swordsman who had dealt with the three people turned around and left the outpost, and saw two of his kind jumping downstairs and slowly opening the door.

"Disperse them! Don't let them line up!" Field shouted.

"Cavalry, charge!"

The next moment, Ashina led the subhuman cavalry and rushed in through the open gate.

The more than 30 soldiers who had just assembled in line were directly dispersed by the cavalry. The terrifying impact of the black wolf directly turned six soldiers into blood mist. The corrupted swordsman and cavalry quickly followed, harvesting lives with spears and swords.

Almost instantly, the battle turned into a tragic massacre. The guards or slaves of the manor, as long as they were alive, even a dog, fell in a pool of blood.

The owner of the manor, Knight Crowling, was still being affectionate with the maid, when he suddenly heard the sound of killing outside.

"What's going on?"

"Sir, it seems someone broke in." The guard inside the house answered tremblingly, secretly glancing at the lord, "Could it be those mountain bandits?"

"You actually asked me, you useless thing. Even with the city walls, people can still break in. I will hang everyone later."

Klauling was furious. He didn't even have time to put on his armor. He picked up an axe and cursed: "How dare you come to my territory and make trouble, damn bastard."

"Come with me, let them see the combat power of a second-level fighting knight!"