Chapter 115

"They rushed in -!!!!"

The cry full of fear echoed in the castle. I don't know who opened the side door of the castle, but the moment the door was opened, everything was irreparable.

It was like a hungry hyena out of a cage. The roaring refugees rushed into the castle like crazy. The guards who wanted to resist fell to the ground, venting their incomparable resentment.

The whole west side of the castle has fallen into complete chaos. The guards who are not prepared to deal with it can't stop the surging refugees, so they can only support them reluctantly.

Even if guard Knights followed, situation did not change much. They can block five or even ten refugees, but they are followed by two or three times as many people rushing towards them!

What's more terrible is that there are many guys with long swords among the enemies. They soon entangled the guard knights who came to support, and let more refugees rush into the castle.

"Kill these knights. They are all the running dogs of the count!"

"Rush in. There's food and endless bread waiting for you in the castle!"

"Go and kill the count. He drove you to this dead end!"

Shouts poured into the castle like a rolling wave. A pair of haggard hands pressed the guards to the ground and stripped them of all their valuable things.

More people took the opportunity to rush into the castle. The gray wave was like a group of headless flies, looking for it, until they finally found their goal.

"Granary, granary is there!"

"Rush in, there must be endless bread and potatoes!"

"It's all ours, it's all ours!"

No one could stop the surging tide. The refugees seemed to see the shining moths and rushed in recklessly. The simple door of the warehouse was torn apart like a piece of paper.

The elves who came in time did not rush in, but guarded all the exits near the granary. The castle guards who followed them also erected simple fences and shields around the warehouse to surround the whole granary.

As long as these hysterical guys can't rush out, they won't cause further damage to the castle. Anyway, the grain in the granary has long been exhausted, and all the only grain in the castle is locked in the cellar.

This is Loren's back hand - if the castle is really broken, this "empty city plan" trick can last for some time until Sir Aaron's reinforcements arrive.

When they really realized that the granary was empty, measures to encircle them had already been prepared outside to block them inside.

But now that Shenlin castle has the support of elves, it can calmly concentrate its troops to defeat the refugees outside the city gate, and then deal with these guys whose brains are burned by hunger.

The refugees on the wall of the main gate city have been seized by the sudden emergence of elves. These war dancers are very good at scuffle. More importantly, they are different from those castle guards. They have no emotional burden on these humans, and there is no problem of not going under.

The war situation is being reversed bit by bit. No one has noticed that a small group of refugees who have just rushed into the castle have sneaked into the main castle.

These people are very familiar with the structure of the castle. They keep moving forward in the narrow corridors and stairs, without even a moment of hesitation and stagnation, as if they were walking at home.

Guards, servants and even refugees who broke in by mistake were quietly put to the ground. Before they could shout, they were pierced by crossbows and arrows.

Tower, veranda, side hall... Searched all the empty rooms, and there was no figure of the count.

Where on earth did he hide? Did he escape from the castle long ago?!

Or is he in the castle hall?!

But they were disappointed. The empty Castle hall was also empty. The guy walking in the front sneered. Since none of these places exist, Reuven can only be in one place - the Lord's bedroom in shenlinbao.

Wait to die, coward. This is your last night in that room!

Pushing open the side door, the group of "refugees" immediately ran towards the Lord's bedroom. And just when the last person was ready to leave, the door closed.

The black shadow with wide eyes tried to pull the handle, but the side door seemed to be locked. No matter how hard he used, he couldn't open it.

"If I were you, I wouldn't continue to waste my efforts there."

The familiar voice came from behind, the frightened dark shadow, the whole person froze, the trembling eyes contracted violently, and quickly thought about the way to deal with it.

After a moment of silence, the shadow suddenly turned around, took off his mask, revealed will Senna's face, and expressed his panic:

"Lord Loren Turin, go after those guys - they want to kill the count, it's too late!"

"I sneaked into them. These people are lawless murderers, different from the hungry refugees outside!"

"Of course I know that." Loren Turin slightly raised his mouth: "they are all private soldiers of the Seine family. Otherwise, how could they know the structure of the castle so well?"

"What are you talking about?" will's eyes widened, and his right hand had clenched the dagger in his sleeve.

"At ordinary times, I would be happy to play with you, Lord will Senna." with a slight sigh, Loren slowly raised his wand in his right hand: "but not tonight."

"From the beginning, the riots of the refugees were the senna family and the shenlinbao nobles' tricks of hiding people's eyes and ears, because if ruwen Fred was killed by the nobles, he would give the Duke an excuse to send troops."

"So you need refugees to attract everyone's attention, and when the castle is broken and the count is killed, you can put all the blame on them."

"The nobles of Shenlin castle are 'heroes' who revenge for the count. The Duke not only can't send troops, but also needs to thank you."

Lightly sipping the corners of his mouth, the black haired wizard said in an extremely ironic tone.

Will Senna showed an expression of Enlightenment: "original. So it is, Grandpa Barry and the adults... They should do such a terrible thing!"

"We must stop them, Lord Loren Turin. We must not let them succeed!"

"Why?"

"Of course it's because..." will was stunned and replied hesitantly, "I, I'm the servant of the count. It's natural to be loyal to him!"

"But isn't that a good thing for you?" the black haired wizard sneered disdainfully and looked at will Senna with a mocking expression.

"The future Earl of shenlinbao... If you're right, the Lord Barry Senna promised you to inherit the title of ruwen, didn't he?"

Will Senna only felt a chill climb up his back and into his heart.

"You..."

"I know your planning steps and the identity of each of you are clear." Loren approached step by step, stood in front of will, who was half kneeling, and looked down at him with his chin. "It's better to say that I planned even the steps for you, but your little intelligence thought that your plan was going well."

"Whether it's a refugee riot or a raid on a castle... I'm tired. I'm not interested in playing with you. This game has become extremely boring and people can't wait to end it."

"You, you call this game, game?!"

"Isn't it?" Lauren asked, shaking his head dismissively. "Although you're not qualified to be an opponent with your little ability."

"As for you, Lord will senna, you are really hiding very well. Even I was almost deceived by your trick of 'dark under the lamp'. I believe you are just a noble curious about magic."

"But in fact, you are actually a wizard, aren't you, Lord will Senna?"