"Duke!"
Muffat, who had finally rushed into the hall, saw the scene in front of him and let out a desperate and mournful cry.
But then, he took a deep breath and got into a fighting posture. Even though he knew that he was no match for Lucien, he was ready to do his best to fulfill his promise.
However, Lucien did not pay any attention to Muffat at all. He picked up the body of the Duke of Saint Prospero and rushed out.
Muffat was stunned. For a moment, he did not know whether he should be happy or angry.
Just when he was about to chase after Lucien, he suddenly heard a slight groaning sound.
"Marquis!" Muffat rushed over and looked at Marquis Vincent who was lying on the ground in surprise and worry. "You're still alive!"
Marquis Vincent's mouth was full of blood. He struggled and said weakly:
"Don't … don't let … the Hall family … escape …"
Muffat thought that Marquis Vincent was awakened by the aftermath of the battle and did not know that the Duke of Saint Prospero had been assassinated, so he was still paying attention to the Hall family.
"Don't worry! The Hall family can't escape! Please hold on. I'll find a priest to treat you! " Muffat did not dare to provoke Marquis Vincent with the news of the Duke of Saint Prospero's death. After a few words of comfort, he immediately went out to find a priest.
At this time, the manor of the Hall family had quieted down. Most of the guards had gone to chase the group of assassins from the Northern Frontier, or the members of the Hall family who had escaped. Only a few people were left to guard nearby.
"You go to the church immediately …"
Just when Muffat was about to tell a guard to go to the church and find a priest, he saw a figure appear at the gate of the manor.
"Duchess!"
Muffat hurriedly saluted and then realized that the Duchess was the archbishop of the Eastern Region. With her there, there was no need to find a priest, so he immediately said: "Madam! Marquis Vincent is now seriously injured and his life is in danger. Please go and see him quickly! "
The Duchess frowned and said in surprise: "Vincent is still alive?"
"Yes." Muffat suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Before … Maybe there was a mistake …"
"Take me there quickly."
The Duchess followed Muffat and asked: "Where's the Duke? Why don't I see him? "
Knight Muffat lowered his head and said in shame and pain, "The Duke … I'm afraid he has already been killed …"
"What?" The Duchess suddenly stopped in her tracks. Her body swayed and she almost fell over.
Knight Muffat hurriedly advised: "Madam, please put away your grief for the time being and treat Lord Marquis first. As for Your Grace, I've already sent men to track down the assassins from the Northern Frontier. I'll let you know when I have the exact information. "
"Okay …" The Duchess nodded her head shakily. She was still in a daze, but she forced herself to walk into the hall and to Marquis Vincent.
"Madam, you can rest assured and treat Lord Marquis' injuries. If you need anything, please feel free to ask. I will be waiting outside."
"Alright."
After Knight Muffat left, the Duchess checked on Marquis Vincent's injuries and checked his breathing. Then, she revealed a look of surprise. Obviously, she found it hard to believe that her son was still alive after being injured like this.
But in the face of her son's serious injuries, the Duchess just looked at him without any intention of treating him.
Time passed little by little. The Duchess seemed to be thinking about something and didn't care that her own son was slowly sliding into the abyss of death beside her.
After some time, footsteps sounded again, and the Duchess came out of her thoughts.
"Vincent!" The Marquise ran in with a panicked expression. When she saw the terrible injuries on her husband's body, her originally pale face instantly became even paler.
"Madam Kate! Vincent, he … how is he? "The Marquis even forgot to salute and asked in a daze.
The Duchess didn't mind her daughter-in-law's lack of manners and said with a worried look:
"I've already treated him, but his injuries are too serious. Whether he can wake up or not depends on his will and whether my Lord is willing to take pity on him …"
The Marquis knelt on the ground and cried and begged: "Please save him!"
The Duchess helped Molly up and said: "He is my son. How can I not try my best to save him? You can find someone to carry him back first. Be careful not to touch his wounds and don't find anyone to look at him. I will personally treat him later. "
The Marquis wiped her tears and nodded repeatedly: "Okay! Okay! "
After saying a few more things to pay attention to, the Duchess went out.
But she didn't notice that after she turned around, Marquis Vincent suddenly opened his eyes and stared at his mother coldly.
…
On the tower of the North City.
Knight Roger stared in the direction of the East City. No one knew what he was thinking.
One by one, messengers came and went, bringing the latest situation of the battlefield here.
The situation in the East City was still worrying, but the vanguard of the Blood Cavalry was not far from the Hall Family's manor.
It was estimated that it wouldn't be long before good news came from there.
However, the situation outside the city was not optimistic.
According to the latest news sent back by the sentries, the army of the Eastern Region outside the city had surrounded White Dew City and was constantly shrinking the encirclement.
In fact, Knight Roger was not afraid of the enemy's siege tactics. In the face of the powerful attack of the Blood Cavalry, the encirclement of the Eastern Region was no different from a leaky cloth bag.
However, there was a prerequisite, that is, the Blood Cavalry could set up a formation outside the city and get enough distance to charge and accelerate.
If they really let the army of the Eastern Region outside the city block the city gate, the tragic scene in the Shadow Canyon back then would probably happen again.
Therefore, the Blood Cavalry must not be trapped in the city. They must start to break out of the encirclement before the army outside the city tightened the encirclement.
The adjutant couldn't help but go forward several times to persuade Knight Roger, but he still looked in the direction of the East City and never gave the order to break out.
Time passed bit by bit, and the army outside the city was also getting closer and closer. Just as Knight Roger was about to give the order to break out of the encirclement, a beam of dazzling blue magic signal tore through the dark sky and bloomed over the East City.
Knight Roger was overjoyed and immediately gave the order:
"Sound the horn, gather the army and get ready to break out!"
"Yes!"
Wooo — —
The low and rhythmic sound of the bugle resounded through the night sky of White Dew City. The Blood Cavalry who were still fighting in the East City immediately woke up, stopped fighting with the enemy, and began to retreat in an orderly manner.
Clive wiped the blood stains on his face, pulled the messenger who was passing by and hurriedly said:
"We haven't received the people of the Hall Family yet. I just saw them running south. Why are they retreating now?"
"I don't know. Execute the military order! "
Clive sighed and had no choice but to turn his horse around and shout, "That's right.
"Brothers, let's go back with me!"
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