Drawbridge

Massacre in the Great Hall!

Those being slaughtered were all rebels.

Qin Ran had witnessed it with his own eyes.

If they were from the same faction, why would the other side—or the other side's organization—massacre the rebels in the great hall?

A new doubt arose in Qin Ran's heart.

Meanwhile, Hans's expression grew increasingly grim as he watched the Armored Rhino charge over and the rebels swarm in.

He raised a hand and tugged Qin Ran.

"Go!"

He did not make a sound, merely mouthing the words to Qin Ran.

What happened?

Or had he discovered something?

Qin Ran saw that something was wrong with Hans's expression.

In fact, ever since the masked man had appeared, Hans had been acting strangely.

However, Qin Ran agreed with Hans's suggestion to leave.

The battle between the castle guards and the rebel main force was not something the three injured and poorly equipped men could join.

One careless mistake would mean instant death.

But Lawless was still atop the city gate.

Since earlier, Lawless's battle against the dozen or so elite guards had never stopped.

"I'll go help!"

"Cross the drawbridge first!"

Qin Ran pointed overhead and mouthed the words as well.

Hans immediately nodded.

Hans, whose attributes had dropped drastically due to the Fatal Wound Status, was utterly unsuited for a frontal battle.

Knowing this perfectly well, Hans naturally understood what he should do.

Hans immediately led his warhorse through the city gate and onto the drawbridge.

Qin Ran, meanwhile, turned and climbed toward the top of the gate.

Throughout the entire process, both the castle guards led by Jock and Gratton and the rebels led by the masked man saw them.

Yet, none of them stopped them.

Or, more accurately, they lacked the ability to stop them.

Their savage fight