Of course, Jiang Tian was not blinded by the sudden force, nor did he get carried away with his passion. It’s just that the plug-in he just renewed is finally online again. Because before, Jiang Tian was on the wall and killed the armor-piercing Milanese officer; he seemed to be a person with considerable status and background.
Therefore, after a short feedback delay, it added "0.11" units of free energy to him. It also made the gray interface that had fallen into silence flash green light again; it also made Jiang Tian understand one thing; only 0.1 energy unit can activate a mode.
It just depends on the consumption and demand of the mode, and it can only be maintained for a very limited period of time. Despite this, Jiang Tian changed his mind and skipped the usual modules such as "guidance", "sustainability" and "dimensional bubble". Select activates a new "zoom in" mode.
As the saying goes, if there is one, there are two, and is there still a lack of existence in this town that is more valuable and more influential in time and space than this armor-piercing officer with the family crest? Even if it was a 50/50 possibility, it was enough for him to give it a try.
Of course, you can't be so straightforward about what other people say. Jiang Tian just told them that the Milan army in this town was actually more empty and weaker than expected, and had just been wiped out by his own side, with one-third of its effective strength.
On the other hand, a large amount of food and supplies for the army of the Principality of Milan were stored in this town, enough to feed thousands of people; as well as military pay that has not yet been distributed. Then everyone suddenly became restless and excited, as if they had forgotten their hard work and fatigue.
Thiago, who was watching coldly, knew in his heart that things might not be that simple. He was about to stand up and say something to everyone, but was held down gently but firmly by the smiling bald Porthos. He lifted his shoulders and shook his head calmly at him...
The town of João is neither big nor small. After getting inside, I discovered that along a handful of streets, various randomly stacked and erected buildings almost everywhere blocked the views and shots in the streets. boundary; therefore, it also provided convenience for Jiang Tian and his entourage to blend in.
In the dim streets, drunken laughter could be heard from time to time, mixed with the faint sounds of women's sobs and cries. Occasionally, you can see townspeople lying on the ground with bloody heads and blood, and then they are trampled by soldiers wandering on the streets without hesitation.
Even when walking in the town after dark, there is neither a strictly enforced curfew nor a patrol or a decent sentry; there are only scattered soldiers wandering the streets; and from time to time, they explore the darkened houses, waiting for opportunities to break down the doors. Someone who does something.
However, Jiang Tian and his party, who were wearing robes from the Principality of Milan that didn't fit very well, became the ones who looked most like regular soldiers among them. Therefore, after he scolded him in simple Italian in short bursts, the scattered soldiers who did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy were also scattered and driven around.
Occasionally encountering a certain person who is suspected of being a leader, Jiang Tian will deliberately say a few more words, and use scolding and questioning as an excuse to move him to a blind spot or a dark place away from the street; then he suddenly turns against him and controls him, and violently assaults his companions everywhere. There was a random fight with swords, and no one was killed without hatred.
Then stuff the freshly produced corpse into a pile of firewood under the wall of the vacant house, in a broken cupboard, or under an abandoned stove; leave some slow-burning fire, and cover it with some wet firewood. Rags or something; wait for it to take effect.
It wasn't until they walked through a few streets within a limited distance and explored several key points in the town that they returned to the small three-story office building where the mayor was located, when they were suddenly stopped by someone. But a disheveled middle-aged sergeant jumped out of the alley next to him.
His upper body was naked and soaked with sweat, and his lower body was only wearing a short crotch that was full of stains, and his two hairy legs were exposed. Only on his head was he a broad-brimmed hat representing his status as a sergeant; it looked both funny and ridiculous. But he held a flat and wide five-finger sword in his hand and asked sternly:
"Why are you leaving your post without permission? This is not the place you should be!"
"Where is your commander, Warrant Officer Allende? Why are you leading the team!" Before he could reply, he glanced at Jiang Tian, who was also wearing a sergeant's wide-brimmed hat, and continued to ask: "Wait, why? I have never seen you before, and who is your subordinate?"
The next moment, Jiang Tian just moved his eyes. Thiago, who had already reached the blind spot of his vision, suddenly took action. In an instant, he swung his sword like a snake, pierced his neck from the side, and nailed the rest of the sound. It was stabbed on the wall; and it struggled in vain to drag down a bloody mess.
At this time, two Milanese soldiers who were also disheveled and wearing small folding hats walked out of the dark alley again one after another. He couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this; the next moment, Tiago and Portos grabbed his face and pressed his mouth hard against the wall respectively.
Only a dull crash was heard. One of the soldiers whose face was scratched by Portos immediately turned his eyes and passed out. The other soldier whose mouth was pressed by Tiago was cut by his other hand. After opening his throat, only the slightest movement of breathing was left; then there was another sound in the alley.
However, a woman with disheveled hair and naked body rushed out. The moment she saw Jiang Tian and others, she couldn't help but scream in despair. Then, he was slapped to the ground by Jiang Tian, and he suddenly died. But the woman's scream still attracted attention.
For a moment, in addition to the three naked soldiers who were chased out of the alley again, several soldiers appeared from the nearby houses or corners at the same time; and they all looked at the soldiers who were knocked unconscious by Jiang Tian's palm. woman; then noticed the bleeding body lying on the ground.
"Blow the trumpet! Everyone does it." Jiang Tian shouted in an instant, and at the same time, he suddenly kicked the nearest Milan soldier in the stomach, causing him to roll back into the alley with a muffled scream. Then he had no time to catch the other two soldiers who wanted to turn around and pick up their weapons.
Suddenly, the two of them collided violently inward; only a dull thud was heard; and they fell into unconsciousness immediately. At this time, Madurand, who was standing next to Jiang Tian, still blew the small flat-mouthed horn in his hand; with the echo of the whine, the town was filled with the sound of killing.
Just a dozen breaths later, Thiago and Portos, who had finished killing the enemies in front of them, each led their second team members and roared in the outer circle of the chaotic and fireworks-filled town. Along several streets, there were chases and killings.
At this time, the soldiers of the Principality of Milan who were wandering on the streets realized that they could not find their leading non-commissioned officer, and they did not know how many enemies were in the smoke. They only felt that the sounds of killing and shouting were everywhere. As a result, it was easily scattered and collapsed at the touch of a button.
However, the members of the first team led by Jiang Tian hastily piled up temporary fortifications, firmly blocking the center of the town and the intersection in front of the town hall. Then use the fire guns and hand crossbows hidden at the street corners to sneak attack and kill on the spot the scattered soldiers or non-commissioned officers who kept running for help.
At this time, some of the soldiers of the Principality of Milan who stayed in the town office finally reacted; as two guards in chain armor walked out from the porch, each holding a long knife and an axe; the closed door of the small building of the town office also It suddenly opened, revealing several figures who were also wearing armored stomachs.
However, the next moment, there were suddenly several bangs and bangs, as well as military hand crossbows and standard crossbows that were fired at each other, almost at the same time within a very small range where they were. He also hit him and suddenly fell backwards to the ground; but he whined and screamed for a while and could no longer stand up.
At this time, Jiang Tian had already dropped the musket in his hand, and without hesitation, he rushed across the small open space in front of the building and hid under the wooden colonnade of the town hall. He had a curved blade saber in one hand and a single-edged hand ax in one hand. He fell to the ground facing Yu Zi. The soldiers struggling in pain on the ground, with quick eyes and quick hands, continued to strike one after another;
Because, just after killing one of the corridor guards, there was an additional 0.03 energy unit in his field of vision. And above his head, there was also the sound of the inferior glass window being smashed from the inside.
; Apparently the soldiers of the Principality of Milan inside the building also began to fight back.
Just listen to the buzzing of the strings that sounded one after another; the subordinates who followed Jiang Tian for a while, but could not run as fast as him, were suddenly forced back to their original position under the deterrence and force of the continuous crossbow failure. He went behind the bunker at the intersection, leaving Jiang Tian alone in the corridor.
At this time, dense and rapid footsteps were heard again from the half-open door where several bloody arrow clusters had exploded. At the same time, a kite-shaped shield wrapped with an iron heraldry was also stretched out first. Then, Jiang Tian ducked sideways with quick eyes and hands, and threw in a gunpowder bag.
With the crackling sparks, and under the hurried footsteps behind the shield, a red-black cloud of smoke exploded, along with many debris and debris, splashing out from various gaps in the porch. The air waves; the many rushing and noisy sounds inside seemed to suddenly disappear.
Then Jiang Tian, whose ears were buzzing because he was also so close, saw through the gap between the torn but still stubbornly hanging door panels the armor-piercing soldiers lying on the ground, moaning and struggling. What a good opportunity, he couldn't help but mutter to himself:
The next moment, he activated the "zoom in" template in his field of vision again; crashing into pieces of the thick and incomplete door panel; and facing the soldiers who fell to the ground unconscious, or whose ears and noses were bleeding, and who were trying to hold themselves up, exposed the He gave a cruel smile, and then waved his axe.
A moment later, in the lobby on the first floor of the town office, as a large amount of blood quickly flowed and soaked the floor, there was no one left alive. At this time, he picked up a lightweight helmet again, discarded the curling blade axe, and replaced it with a Jiang Tian was stunned before he stepped onto the stairs to the second floor again.
After a while, Tiago and Portos, who each led their men to kill and overwhelm the outer circle of the town several times, also met again at the intersection in front of the town hall; but they stopped involuntarily. Then he stared dumbfoundedly at the fierce movement and screams that resounded in front of the town hall.
Immediately, there was a loud bang out of thin air, and a huge gap suddenly opened in the outer wall of the second floor of the town office. And amid the flickering of lights and the flickering of figures chasing each other, another person screamed and was thrown out one after another, and then fell to the ground in front of the building dully.
Seeing this scene, whether it was the bald Portos, the gloomy Thiago, the vicissitudes of Madurand, or the Corsican volunteers who fought side by side all the way, they couldn't help but take a deep swallow. saliva, and even shuddered several times...
