C632 The dawn of death

A cold wind blew. A north wind blew. The hooves of the horses galloped past, and the blade flashed.

"Why ?"

Before he finished speaking, his head had already separated from his neck and rolled to the side. Astonishment and anger could be seen in his widened eyes, while his face was filled with doubt and fear. He opened his mouth and wanted to say more, but he could not find a single word to say