Chapter 671

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty."

The battle of heaven and city finally came to an end in the afterglow of the sunset.

rustle...

Wesselis's figure appeared on the battlefield. He walked slowly towards this side step by step.

WOW——

His black cloak, fixed with a metal faucet medal on his shoulder, fluttered slightly in the wind and made a sound.

Boom——

His partner, black dragon bellerian, fell heavily on the edge of the broken wall of Tianji City, setting off billowing air waves and dust.

It raised its huge and ferocious head, and a pair of scarlet eyes overlooking the little ones below.

Then he opened the huge mouth of the abyss and suddenly made a deafening roar, which spread far away.

It can feel the anger in wesselis.

"Roar -"

WOW——

When the Dragon roared, the king's soldiers and the nobles in the river bend who made way for wesselis were frightened and immediately knelt on one knee and knelt down in a large area.

Some of them have seen wesselis, and others have not.

They thought that his majesty just sent his mount to fight, but they didn't expect that his majesty personally rode the dragon to Dorn to calm the rebellion.

And just now the inner anxiety is even more thrilling, because no one knows what will happen next when wesselis knows that his former prime minister is dead.

Today, Tianji city is dilapidated, the flame in the city has not been extinguished, the strong smoke of gunpowder is still floating, and the bodies of Donne soldiers are lying everywhere on the ground.

However, the soldiers of the king's army and the knights in the river bend fell on one knee in the middle of the body. They all dared not raise their heads, looked at the scorched land under them, rolled their throats and swallowed a spit.

At the end of the passage that the knight of the River gave way to was a body placed on the door panel.

There was no stretcher, let alone coffin. Only a door panel was found from the ruins and the body was put on it first. Even the white cloth covering the body could not be found. Only one corner of a flag covered the cheek.

The chest of the corpse was wearing a gold medal of the king's hand. It should have reflected a dazzling light in the afterglow of the sunset. However, this medal has been stained with a large amount of blood from its owner and lost the luster and glory brought by gold.

Wesselis walked slowly to the body, and the strong wind on the top of the mountain brushed his hair slightly.

There was no anger or other emotions on the silver haired young man's face. Maybe he hid all his emotions.

"Yes."

Then he nodded and motioned to a guard of the prime minister's tower next to him.

"Yes, your majesty."

On one knee, the other party quickly got up, took off the mask from Jon Clinton's face for wesselis, and revealed his cheek.

At the moment, his eyes were slightly closed, his grayish Red Beard was still stained with blood, but his face was pale, there was no blood color, and his body was cold.

Jon Clinton's flame has been extinguished.

Wesselis has seen this result from prophecy. His prophecy ability is full of too many uncontrollable, often only some fragmented fragments.

If he had known so... He would never have let Jon Clinton come to Dorn.

However, it is too late to say this. He just has the last fantasy, but Jon Clinton is indeed dead, and even the black fog can't be saved.

"Jon."

Wesselis's eyes were slightly frozen and his five fingers with leather gloves clenched.

Who would have thought that Jon Clinton would capsize in this gutter after the general situation had been settled?

However, the world is always caught off guard.

Jon Clinton took Oberon down and led the army himself, but he didn't expect it to be his masterpiece. He will never return to King's landing again.

And the other side.

"Come here!"

"Hurry up!"

The war ended. The king's army completely occupied Tianji city. There was no resistance in the castle.

The soldiers found the surviving Dorn nobles from the ruins. Most of them were dead and injured, and only a few were still alive. However, they were half dead by the Dragon flame. When they found them, they were dying, including Franklin Fleur, the owner of Tianji city.

"Your majesty!"

"Your majesty!"

The king's soldiers escorted the prisoners to wesselis, and then pressed them on their shoulders to make them all kneel to the ground.

"Your Majesty, this is the murderer!"

The king's soldiers found the culprit of stabbing people by secret arrows. A young man with scorched hair and leather armor and red and black face was Gulian coger, the heir of Shashi City.

Gulian kogel was lucky not to be hit when the Dragon flame blew down the roof of the castle hall, and then saw Jon Clinton, the murderer of his brother.

Then he was blinded by hatred. In order to avenge his brother, he secretly drew a bow and arrow and shot Jon Clinton with a cold arrow.

But now he woke up and looked at Jon Clinton's body lying on the ground. He was also shrouded in regret and fear.

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

When the other Dorn nobles who were escorted saw wesselis, they trembled as if they saw the devil. They quickly kowtowed like pounding garlic and wanted to pray for mercy.

Many of them saw wesselis with their own eyes during the king's landing public trial. However, they did not expect to see wesselis again after only a year, but this time they were prisoners waiting for trial below.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to plead guilty!"

"I'm willing to plead guilty!"

Among the Donne nobles, the old Falcon with gray hair and beard, the protagonist of this event, Franklin Fowler, count of Tianji City, was covered with blood. He knew that he could not escape his guilt when he saw wesselis. Now he just wanted to live.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to plead guilty!"

"I am willing to put on black clothes and go to the Great Wall to guard the border!"

Franklin Fowler now does not want to escape guilt, but only wants to be qualified to wear black.

However, now this matter is no longer the focus. The former Prime Minister died on the battlefield, which is the real event.

As a murderer, Gulian coger was pale without the slightest blood color, equivalent to Jon Clinton lying on the ground.

"I..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to beg for mercy or defend his behavior, but he didn't know whether it was fear or other reasons.

He is the only one left in the coger family in sand and stone city. His father Quentin coger has just been burned alive by the Dragon flame.

If he dies again, the kogel family in sandstone will officially perish and withdraw from the stage of history.

"Kill them all."

However, wesselis just raised his head to look at them, and then dropped such a sentence, which determined their fate.

"Your majesty!"

"Your majesty!"

All the captured Dorn nobles were in a panic, but wesselis ignored them and turned away.

But just then, in the invisible field of vision, a black fog came out of Jon Clinton.

It seemed to be attracted by some trait in wesselis and went straight into his body.

"Huh?"

Wesselis stepped out slightly, then turned sideways and looked at Jon's body.