Seeing Genos who was a little panicked, he shook his head gently with his little finger and said with a smile: "Mr. Slint. Let me negotiate."

"Ed!" Littlefinger shouted to the people in the distance: "Your daughter is still here! You don't want the beautiful Sansa to suffer."

"Stinky thing! Let my sister go!" Arya struggled and jumped off Visemir's shoulder.

Petir naturally ignored Arya, but continued to shout at Ned: "Duke Stark, the king gave you a death to compensate for your crime of betraying the throne. But he didn't expect that you would do such a traitor, and to live a life of silence, he actually started a battle in the city of King's Landing..."

He looked at the strangers in the foreign lands, and seemed to have no idea what words to use to describe what had just happened:

“…a rebellion.”

Genos also cooperated with a gesture, and the neatly lined up golden robes pulled their longbows one after another, and sharp arrows aimed at the witch hunters.

"Mrs. Cersei asked me to tell you, but if you surrender now, King Joffrey will keep his promise and allow you to dress in black."

Xiaowei said the lies and lies she had made up without any trace, while looking to the north, where smoke and dust were everywhere, as if more troops were gathering.

He knew that the old gate guards of Henvery Weishui were coming here.

There were two thousand gold-robed troops in Junlin City, but most of them were scattered at the seven gates. In this emergency, everyone could not be summoned.

But the order has been issued. As long as time can be delayed, more garrisons will continue to come.

There was a dead silence in front of the square, with only the ripped bowstrings creaking.

Ned was already put down by Visemir and stood up from the ground with force.

He looked at the old man with gray hair and a little fat figure beside him, and the other person just shrugged expressionlessly.

He looked at the people who saved him again.

People from the foreign land seemed to ignore the conversation and were tilting their heads to drink bottles of strange-colored liquid.

One empty glass bottle after another was shattering on the ground, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.

Ned stared at the thin figure in the distance, and his eyes almost burst into anger.

If it weren't for Littlefinger's treason, he wouldn't have ended up like this, and he would have suppressed and disbelief of any promises made by the tyrannical King Joffrey.

To take a step back, this so-called "rebellion" was not instructed by him at all. He doesn't even know why these strangers took such a great risk to rescue him.

What's more, these strangers are not able to speak language, and even if he wants to stop them, he cannot communicate.

But as a father, Ned felt very heartbroken when he thought of ignoring his daughter.

During this moment of hesitation, an arrow suddenly flew out of the golden robe and shot straight towards Ned.

A smile appeared on the corner of Berryshi's mouth, and he didn't want Ed to be alive at all.

Chaos is the ladder!

However, the smile frozes on his face the next moment.

The arrow flew over a distance of more than a hundred meters and stopped in front of Ned with a loud bang.

After realizing it, Ned took a step back, and the severe pain in his knee made him fall to the ground.

A hand blocked him, holding the arrow that was still shaking.

The old man next to him with gray hair and fat figure actually grabbed the bow and arrow with his bare hands.

First, the cold arrow was fired by someone, and then it was caught by someone with his bare hands. The changes and reversals in this moment made everyone stunned.

Geralt, Lambert, Escar and Resor glanced at each other, wiped their mouths, picked up the hunting crossbow hanging around their waists, and pulled the trigger.

As the four golden robes fell to the ground.

At the same time, several witch hunters also launched a charge.

"Shoot! Shoot!" Genos's voice, who reacted, shouted in distortedly: "Fuck the arrow! Shoot the arrow!"

The sound of the bowstring vibrating was endless, and a rain of arrows hit the cycling demon hunter.

Just as the human arrows collided, several people either rolled, slipped, or jumped, and directly avoided the most dense volley.

The long sword in his hand was swinging, and the narrow and thin sword body seemed to be pulled into a wide barrier, cutting all the flying arrows. A few arrows that broke through the defense were shot at the witch hunter at a large angle, "just" passing through the toughest part on the armor, leaving sparks splashing in the air.

Ned, who was lying on the ground, was stunned. He had never seen anyone fight like this.

Elegant and flexible dodge, block without any flaws, and then maximize the use of the armor on your body to block the unavoidable attack.

"Shoot!Shoot!"

The messy rain of arrows pounced on the witch hunter again, but it still did not achieve any effect, and even failed to slow down the pace of several people.

Genos took two steps back.

The rapid rushing enemy even gave Genos an illusion that these people ran faster than bows and arrows!

"Shooting arrows...Shooting arrows..."

Genos was hoarse and his voice gradually became hoarse and powerless.

He didn't believe that these people could still avoid arrows at such a close distance.

Sure enough, seeing the bowstrings that were being pulled again, the strangers who rushed to the front slowed down. Just as hope ignited in his heart, they saw the other party grab several black iron balls from behind his waist and threw them over!

Boom! Boom!

The violent explosion lifted off more than a dozen golden robes. Metal fragments flew everywhere, chiseling through the flesh and blood to bring out red blood mist. The golden cloak was burned black by the raging flames.

The chaos made the city defense team lose the last chance to shoot a volley. In Genos' desperate eyes, four witch hunters rushed straight into the defense line of the golden robe.

The bloody killing is ongoing again.

Genos saw a soldier raising his sword to slash at a man with scarred face, but his weapon was directly knocked away by the opponent. The bent long sword swirled into the sky and penetrated into the ground dozens of meters away.

The bald strong man avoided the puncture, and his thick elbow hit an attacker's chin. The golden robe's neck was instantly stretched two inches. He fell to the ground weakly, and his head was thrust down softly.

The white-haired man changed the weapons in his hands from time to time, and his slender and simple straight sword cut open his throat gracefully and accurately. Another gorgeous scimitar seemed to ignore all defenses, splitting shields like butter, tearing apart the armor and body.

Without roaring or cursing, the four men did not say a word from beginning to end, and even did not breathe heavily.

Even though the blood had soaked all over their bodies, they still had no expression on their faces, as if four demons born for killing were harvesting all the lives within their eyes.

Whoever the amber eyes look at will be the next dead person.

This is not a battle at all!

This is a massacre!

Fraudsters slowly began to appear in the golden robe team of hundreds of people.

They are just a group of city defense brigades that can only oppress the people. Most of them have never experienced any real battles, and such bloody and brutal killings are unimaginable even in the most terrifying nightmare.

Seeing the blood-flying killing pushing towards him, Genos finally lost his last courage. He pushed several subordinates around him up, and he turned around and ran into the alley beside him.

But death followed closely.

A crossbow arrow shot through the air and penetrated his neck.

The commander of the golden robe lay on the ground, with red foam gushing out of his mouth, and soon lost his breath. And Petir had long disappeared.

The death of the leader finally made the golden robes completely lose their fighting spirit, and they all threw away their armor and fled, leaving only the incomplete corpses and blood surging everywhere.

The battle was over, but the witch hunters who had just experienced the fierce battle did not stop for a moment. Visemir picked up Ned and Arya again, and the others just wiped their swords casually and continued to head towards the south.

They walked through Night Shadow Lane, climbed up Aegon Gou Hill, and soon arrived at the small side door north of Red Fort.

Perhaps it was not expected that a few people would hit the Red Fort, most of the golden robes were transferred away, leaving only some Lannister guards wearing red cloaks and lion helmets. This small side door that was unused on weekdays was guarded by only five guards.

The sudden appearance of five bloody people made them feel alert. Several people quickly lowered the iron fence and then started warning loudly.

Resou walked under the city wall, jumped to a height of three meters, grabbed the red bricks raised in the center of the city wall, and began to climb up the city wall with bare hands.

The outer wall of Red Castle was only six or seven meters high. Resorced climbed to the upper edge in a blink of an eye. This scene scared the five Lannisters. One of them stabbed the witch hunter with a spear, but the other party grabbed the tip of the gun and pulled off the city wall.

Several other witch hunters also took out the hunting crossbows at their waists. With the sound of strings, the remaining four soldiers also fell to the ground. The iron fence was quickly opened, and several people supported Ned and Arya through the exterior wall of the Red Fort.

Until this time, the defenders in Red Fort still did not react to what had happened.

Even as a few people passed through the outer courtyard, some soldiers who were training turned around and looked at the few people curiously, without attacking immediately.

Several people walked through the iron hanging gate that they had not had time to put down and walked straight into the atrium.

Then a soldier shouted: "That's Ed Stark, that traitor!"

The remaining Lannister guards also reacted and picked up their weapons and surrounded them.
Chapter completed!