Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 144 The Cold Knight of the Western Noble Family (39)

The Black Knights were poised for battle, and Mel brandished his sword, shouting, "Attack the city!"

The armies of other countries around them were taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Even if they couldn't understand each other's languages, judging from their posture, it was clear that they were going to attack the city.

(General of a certain country): "...Wasn't it said that the Regent and Lancelot were colluding? How come they've already attacked the city?"

(The staff officer beside him remained silent): "...Internal strife?"

……

"and many more!"

Seeing that the Black Knights were about to charge, Nadeshiko waved her hand with a smile and casually wiped the bloodstains with a handkerchief, "Don't rush."

After saying this, he waved his hand to signal the soldiers to take action. He still smiled elegantly. A gentle breeze blew across the city wall, and his slender and graceful figure stood quietly in the wind.

He laughed, as if murmuring, "The show is just beginning."

Lancelot frowned. Not far away, the city gate opened a crack, and a figure slowly walked out, sword in hand, trembling slightly.

The newcomer shuffled forward with trembling, hunched backs. His white hair was disheveled, his fine clothes were in disarray, and his aged face was covered with wrinkles. His eyes were fixed on the million-strong army before him, his expression one of despair and mourning.

Mel squinted to make out: "...It's Luo Zhong, the great general of Fan State."

Lancelot watched the approaching figure with a detached expression, his pale blue eyes revealing an unreadable emotion.

Before him stood a massive, imposing army, ready to pounce. Luo Zhong moved with heavy steps, finally reaching a spot not far from the man.

His still dignified and clear eyes were bloodshot as he scanned the surroundings, spotting the armies of various states, including the army of Fan. He remained silent, then turned back to stare intently at the man on the black horse.

He placed the sword against his neck, his chapped lips parted slightly, and because he hadn't eaten or spoken for many days, his lips were pressed tightly together. With each opening and closing, they tore open, and drops of blood fell.

"I! Luo Zhong!" the old man roared in a trembling voice, tears streaming down his face, "I deserve to die ten thousand times!!"

In a flash, his throat was slit, blood splattered everywhere, and he died a tragic death.

It was quiet outside the city gate.

The people of Fan Kingdom finally realized what had happened. Remembering the order from their leader, they exchanged glances and began to wail and cry out the old man's name with heart-wrenching sobs and gritted teeth. After shouting for a long time, none of them dared to step forward to claim the body.

Nadeshiko loved seeing the hypocritical and cowardly faces of these people. He smiled, waved his hand, and signaled to continue.

At the city gate, figures trembling with swords gradually emerged.

"Song Jiang! You deserve to die ten thousand times over!!"

"Williams! He deserves to die a thousand deaths!!"

"Fujihira Rakuta! You deserve the death penalty!!"

"Alexei! You deserve to die a thousand deaths!!"

……

One after another, in the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Lancelot's front was piled with corpses, their bright red blood staining the earth—tragic, shocking, and heroic.

Mel's furrowed brow could have crushed a fly. He steered his horse to the man's side and lowered his voice, "Sir, something's wrong..."

Although the people who came to commit suicide came from different countries and spoke a variety of languages ​​that even he couldn't understand completely, even the slowest person would have sensed that something was wrong. Damn it! Why did they commit suicide in front of Lancelot?!
Lancelot glanced calmly at the piles of corpses, fully aware of the situation.

As if devoid of emotion, her pale blue eyes glanced at the man laughing maniacally on the city gate.

From the moment Luo Zhong committed suicide, Fuko kept crying and laughing, her voice twisted and distorted, and her own voice gradually drowned out the wailing of the national army horses.

On the city gate, Nadeshiko swayed slightly. After a long while, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, as if she had truly watched a superb performance, and elegantly clapped her hands: "Well done, well done!!"

On one side, the knights being held by the soldiers had inscrutable expressions, especially Weevs. Looking at the man in front of him, who seemed to be insane, the hatred in his heart was suppressed by shock and confusion, leaving only complicated emotions.

Over there, no one emerged from the city gate; instead, a group of people in fine clothes were escorted by soldiers to the city gate for public display.

The man at the head of the group was pot-bellied, his face jiggling with fat, and his face was covered in tears and snot. He was crying and shouting that he had been forcibly dragged here by the soldiers.

Nadeshiko looked down at the man on the ground, smiling gently: "Your Highness the Crown Prince of Xin? Why are you in such a sorry state again?"

The man scrambled forward, grabbing Nadeshiko's trouser leg, pleading desperately, "Please, please let me go! I... I can give you all my money! Wealth, resources, power, whatever you want, I'll give you!! I beg you, let me go, let me go..."

Having likely spent a long time with corpses, the man reeked of decay. He cried his heart out, while Nadeshiko looked down and casually pulled her trouser leg back.

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers behind him stepped forward, grabbed the man by the neck, and dragged him backward. The man whimpered and struggled, his face pale. The rest of the finely dressed men were also bound by ropes around their necks, and in the blink of an eye, they were all hanging from the city gate.

Looking at the rows of people struggling and kicking, the rescuers, who had already recognized them as members of their own country's royal family or sons of high-ranking officials, began to wail uncontrollably. They cried as if their parents had died, wishing they could suffer in their place, but not one of them dared to step forward to save them.

Before long, the dozen or so figures hanging on the city gate fell silent.

The show was over, and Nadeshiko had had his fill of entertainment. He lowered his eyes and looked at the man below who remained unmoved. Just as he was about to speak, a figure bumped into him and pushed him aside!
After hiding for a long time, Tanasa lay on the city wall and shouted hoarsely down below, "She's dead!!!"

Lancelot's calm, indifferent eyes finally rippled; he looked up, his pupils contracting sharply.

As she was being dragged away by the soldiers, Tanasha cried out her last words, her voice trembling: "Attack the city!!!"

Lancelot could no longer hear anything; all that echoed in his mind were the three words the woman had said.

...Dead?
She's dead?

"..."

Almost instantly, the man pulled on the reins and gave a low shout, and the black horse galloped out like a whirlwind, heading straight for the city gate.

"Attack the city!!!" Mel was terrified and immediately ordered the Black Riders to charge the city gates with heavy weapons.

The earth trembled, warhorses neighed, the two sides clashed, and the sky and earth darkened.

On the city wall, Nadeshiko was helped up by the soldiers. Looking at the woman who was being restrained, her expression was dark and deep as she lowered her eyes. Her fingers curled up and then slowly loosened.

Thousands of rockets and arrows flew over the city wall like stars from behind, bringing thick smoke and screams. The soldiers urged each other to descend the city wall in fear.

"..." Nadeshiko slowly walked up to the woman, squatted down, and pinched her chin to force her to look into her eyes.

Nadeshiko lowered his eyes slightly, his expression unreadable, but a smile remained on his lips. He said in a low, hoarse voice, "Nasha."

"You'll die with me."

Tanasha trembled slightly, her eyes red as she looked at the man before her, but ultimately said nothing.

acquiescence.

"..." Nadeshiko looked down at her, and after a long while, she suddenly smiled.