Chapter 670

"Kill!"

Jon Clinton took the lead in entering Tianji city with a long sword.

"Help me!"

"Please, help me!"

As soon as he entered the city gate, a Dorn soldier wearing a helmet, a sand yellow leather armor and a spear and shield rushed towards him. His body was burning with fire and a painful cry came out of his mouth.

Bang——

But Jon Clinton didn't save him. Instead, he kicked him to the ground with a cold face.

Poof——

Then he came forward and stabbed him in the throat. The blood flowed out in an instant, dyed the land under him red and ended all his pain for him.

"Lord Jon Clinton!"

"You shouldn't be here!"

Dang Dang——

The battlefield of Tianji city was full of strong smoke of gunpowder, burning flames, the sound of weapon collision and sporadic screams.

Although the Dragon opened the gate of Tianji city and defeated the courage of Donne's soldiers to resist, the battlefield in the city is still not peaceful and fighting is taking place everywhere.

Jon Clinton is a little too frivolous to be in this position as commander in chief of the army.

A guard of the prime minister's Tower brought by him from King's landing, holding a long sword stained with blood, chopped over a Dorn soldier. His face was also blackened by fire and thick smoke, but he was still protected around his master. Then he turned his head and opened his voice with concern.

"It's too dangerous here!"

"Step back!"

However, the man with gray red hair wearing the king's hand medal didn't care. He still waved his hand with a cold face and said.

"No harm!"

"The enemy is a lost dog!"

There is a folk proverb in Westeros, which roughly means that if a general can't take the lead, what qualifications do he have to ask his soldiers to be brave?

And Jon Clinton often takes it as his rule.

In the battle of bell ringing, he took the lead, personally chopped down the Duke of Horst Tully, almost killed him directly, and killed Dennis Erin, the heir of the valley, which directly led to the absence of successors to the Duke of the valley.

He is not good at words, only good at doing things, and scrupulously abide by honor, so his persistence and silence will be regarded as a sign of pride and indifference.

"Go!"

"Find and catch all the people of the Fleur family, including count Franklin Fleur, a criminal who violated the laws of the kingdom!"

"But remember not to hurt their lives."

Then Jon Clinton ordered his escort.

He specially told his soldiers not to kill innocent people, so as not to lead to greater hatred.

The cenford family has suffered a tragedy. Now, in order to uphold justice and the laws of the Kingdom, they lead soldiers to fight to bring the criminals to justice, and then kill the Fleur family. In this way, you kill me and I kill the hatred you have accumulated. When can we repay each other?

Therefore, Jon Clinton has always claimed that only the chief culprit will be investigated for his sins, and his family will not be involved. His father's guilt has nothing to do with his daughter.

"Yes!"

The prime minister's Tower guard from King's landing heard his master's order, quickly nodded, and then just prepared to go to the other side.

However, at this time, a sudden change occurred.

The roof of the main hall of the castle has collapsed and turned into ruins. Only two lonely half walls are still standing. At the same time, they are still burning flames and emitting strong black smoke.

Among the ruins, a man with dark hair, curly skin, dark red face and obvious traces of fire looked at Jon Clinton with hatred on his face.

Then he drew a bow and arrow with his trembling hand and tried to aim at the middle-aged man with gray red hair.

His leather armor had been burned, his chest had three scorpion badges, his rough clothes had been worn, his fingers were dark and blood stained, and the strong tingling made him lose his mind several times, but he still clenched his teeth and aimed hard.

On the other side, defenseless Jon Clinton was still explaining something to his escort.

Control all the members of the fowler family, including the Dorn nobles who later participated in the war, let them be tried by the laws of the kingdom without lynching, and then waved their hands.

"Go!"

But just then.

Bang——

The sound of bowstrings was drowned in the noise and chaos of the battlefield.

A cold arrow went through the thick black smoke and flame, and then went straight into Jon Clinton's chest.

Poof——

Blood splashed out in an instant.

Jon Clinton was unprepared and fell into a pool of blood after being hit by the enemy's sudden cold arrow. The royal soldiers who rushed into Tianji city were stunned at first, and then there was an uproar.

Far away.

Wesselis was looking at the whole battlefield, and the black dragon bellerian fell from the sky and returned to him.

However, at this time, his eyes suddenly flashed a picture, and his face suddenly changed.

"No."

He has fragmented foresight. He foresaw the assassination of Jon Clinton in advance, but it's too late.

"Lord Jon Clinton!"

"Lord Jon Clinton!"

"The former prime minister was assassinated!"

On the other side, Wang Jun's soldiers were in an uproar.

The nobles and knights who followed Jon Clinton and rushed into the river bend of Tianji city suddenly felt their scalp numb when they saw this scene.

"No!"

"Trouble!"

As the name suggests, the king's hand is the king's right arm. However, when the king's hand is suddenly assassinated, how should king wesselis be angry?

They can't imagine the next scene. Once the king is angry, there must be corpses everywhere. I'm afraid the Doren will be unlucky, and the best result for themselves and others is not to be implicated.

"Bachelor! Bachelor!"

"Come on!"

The military bachelor with a bachelor's chain around his neck hurried over to rescue Jon Clinton who fell to the ground with an arrow.

"Catch the murderer!"

"Catch the murderer!"

"Don't let anyone go!"

And then the knight of the river bay, who slowed down, roared angrily. They vented all their anger on these poor Dorn soldiers.

Just now they were still receiving some prisoners who surrendered on their knees, but the scene changed instantly as soon as Jon Clinton was assassinated.

"Die!"

All the soldiers of the king's army were red in the eyes. Without hesitation, they raised their butcher's knife and began to kill.

"Kill them all!"

Poop poop poop——

The soldiers of the king's army killed, and the soldiers of Dorn were unlucky. It was already a one-sided battle, but now it is more destructive.

The surrendered Dorn soldiers also had their throats cut, and the Dorn soldiers who did not surrender did not even have the chance to surrender. The people who fought tenaciously were pierced into a sieve by several spears and fell into a pool of blood.