Chapter 451

"Damn bitch, dare you plot against me!"

Mero, the illegitimate son of the Titan, roared, gasped and covered with blood.

He is not a fool. Now he has found that daenerys may have been aware of the danger and learned the information of the rebellion in advance.

So he deliberately set up a trap, waiting for them to get in by themselves, and then caught them all.

"Die!"

"Die!"

The big man with red and gold beard, big arms, round waist and full of blood waved an axe to chop left and right in an attempt to kill a path of blood.

But he underestimated the strength of eunuchs. He was surrounded by several clean soldiers with strong shields in their hands.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

Bang Bang——

Mello's axes were all chopped on the shield, like a beast trapped in a cage.

"Catch alive!"

Then he was stabbed into a blood gourd by the soldiers without dirt, fell on the ground, caught alive, and dragged away like a dead pig.

The leader of the second sub regiment fell, and the rest of the mercenaries were trying to shake the tree. The clean soldiers were much more elite than their mobs, especially in large-scale operations.

"What else can we do now?"

"Wesselis is cruel and cruel. He has no mercy on the bloody night."

"Kneel down and surrender. They can't give us a way to live. It's better to fight with them!"

The idea of the young pantos aristocratic remnant party has been recognized by some people, while more mature aristocrats think it is inappropriate.

At this time, we should focus on the exchange of interests. The reckless man's behavior of blood courage is not what noble nobles with noble blood should do.

Unfortunately, however, the young pantos nobles would not listen to them.

The cold countdown outside the door continued. He claimed that if they didn't open the door and surrender in a quarter of an hour, he would directly burn down the inn.

The soldiers of the city garrison responsible for maintaining order outside the inn were startled when they heard Ramsey's words. Setting fire in the city is a felony.

However, as soon as they came forward and were ready to persuade Ramses, his subordinates took out an iron card and a word and took it back.

"The Ministry of the interior works. Our master is bigger than yours."

The bright iron plate has the three dragon arms of the tangorian family and the oracle of wesselis.

The soldiers of the city guard looked at the iron card, rolled their throats, and swallowed their last words.

This iron card was once given by wesselis to Ramses, mainly to give play to the internal supervision function of the Ministry of the interior. Otherwise, any official is bigger than Ramses, and the Ministry of the interior will be in vain.

The commander of the pantos garrison is former Prime Minister Jon Clinton, and the Ministry of the interior is directly under the command of the king. It is naturally clear at a glance who has a harder background.

The soldiers of the garrison retreated, but before Ramsey's quarter hour, the people in the inn couldn't help rushing out.

A cruel smile appeared on the young man's face with black curly hair and dark face.

The next second, the crossbow sounded.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom——

The sharp crossbow arrows penetrated the bodies of these aristocratic remnant parties, and the hungry hounds rushed up directly, bit their throats, tore and swallowed their flesh and blood.

Woof——

There was the sound of hounds barking everywhere. The streets were red with blood and the ground was covered with mutilated bodies. These aristocratic gangs were like moths to the fire. They fell on the spot without even a second of energy.

The situation was so cruel that the soldiers of the city garrison couldn't bear to look at it. They bowed their heads or turned their heads, and some even couldn't help vomiting on the spot.

However, Ramses and his subordinates were all used to it and didn't feel any discomfort.

When all the bodies were eaten, the people who didn't come out of the inn came out trembling, and some were scared to pee their pants.

"Welcome."

"Welcome to pantos."

When Ramses saw this group of aristocratic remnant party members who were scared to pee their pants, a clear smile burst out on their faces, which made the group tremble again.

But they were not executed by Ramses. But was taken into custody pending trial.

Ramses also expected to pry open their mouths and know how much wealth they had hidden outside.