"Don't say anything depressing. It's been good for us so far. Go and have a rest. You've played a very important role."
William patted Joel's shoulder gently, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous.
A large number of people came to help, constantly moving furniture and other heavy objects out of the police station, building fortifications on the spot, and some even moved things out from the Burlington Market.
Time passed quickly, and a cavalryman in a Victorian uniform, holding a flag, galloped over from the end of the road, his horse kicking the snowflakes. He shouted loudly: "Ken William, Chief Huberton of the City Guard ordered you to surrender immediately. ! Blatantly attacking nobles and infringing on private property, you are committing treason!"
"Major General Huberton would not say such a thing. You can go back. If the nobles can represent the country and the nobles can judge His Majesty the King instead of the law, is this still our country?"
William suddenly stood up and stood in front of the cavalry, raising his head without fear, even if the cavalry could kill him if they drew their weapons.
The cavalryman's voice softened and he said calmly: "William, I have conveyed Commander Huberton's order. The city guard force is one kilometer away with four cannons. You have no chance of winning. These simple fortifications cannot stop them at all." Bombardment, and in an hour, if you have not surrendered, the attack will begin."
"knew."
William nodded without any intention of giving in.
The cavalry left in a hurry, and the scene fell into silence. Many people stopped what they were doing and looked at each other, and many figures quietly retreated.
"Does the City Guard really use artillery?"
someone asked softly.
The citizens have no idea about cannons, but they can still understand the word "cannon".
William chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid. I know the shortcomings of the cannon very well, and it will be easier to solve them."
Everyone started to be busy again, but as the time got closer and closer to the hour, people kept leaving, looking for a safer place.
Arizona frowned and said, "William..."
The Liboli man raised his hand to signal his companion to stop talking, and said softly: "This battle is for our King. There is no need to force those who are unwilling to fight to stay. Even if the ruler is changed from His Majesty to those nobles, life will always go on. of."
Joel, who was originally resting in a temporary tent, also stood up. He saw many people sneaking away. Nearly half of the royalist team dispersed, and almost all of his spells were ineffective.
If a dream can make people fight to the death regardless of their own lives, then what's the use of willpower?
That Mr. Fourth, did he see this situation from the beginning? But does Qicheng really have a chance of winning now?
The latest news came back from the front. The city guard force has been launched. They are really dragging four cannons.
William nodded: "We are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and weapons and equipment. If we blindly defend, we will only be eliminated. According to the plan, except for the team that stays behind, the other four teams can start taking action."
The crowd was in an uproar, and soon, several teams disappeared into the streets.
A snowflake fell on William's face, and it was ice cold. I don't know when it started snowing again.
…
Sylvia leaned her body on the horse and tried not to think about Cotterman, who was left behind. Facing so many guards, it would be difficult to survive.
She rode her horse and ran wildly through the deserted streets of the Western District. She saw no one on the road, not even a passing guard.
The wind was blowing hard and she was very tired, and riding a horse required a lot of energy. It felt like she had gone back to those years of fighting on the battlefield. Those who had no strength would only be killed by the enemy.
"After a few years of peaceful life, I also became degenerate."
The Dragon Cavalry General was thinking secretly in his heart. When he passed through the Western District and was still three kilometers away from the Leon Mansion, a heavily guarded checkpoint blocked his way.
A heavily armored soldier motioned for her to stop.
"No traveling forward, please go back."
Sylvia looked at the emblem on the other person and recognized that he was from the military. She quickly said: "I am the commander of the dragoons. This is my ID. Let me pass."
"no."
The heavy armored soldier didn't even look at her ID and replied coldly.
"Hehehe..."
Sylvia lowered her head, as if thinking to herself: "Is even the military department collaborating with the new nobles?!"
No one responded to her.
Holding the spear hanging on the victory hook in his right hand, the nearby soldiers were immediately alert and drew their weapons and pointed them at the Dragon Rider General.
"General Dragoon, don't do anything stupid!"
"Will you get out of the way?"
Vaifan's roar overwhelmed the heavy armored soldiers, but at this moment, a man on a horse came out of the defense line, also holding a long spear, and said coldly: "Sylvia, the royal family appreciates you, Let you be the riding instructor of the royal family, the military will appreciate you, and let you be the commander of the Londinium dragoons, what else do you want?!"
"General Sean, my dragoon commander was acquired shot by shot on the battlefield. The royal family trusts me, and I will be loyal to the royal family!"
"Mind your identity, Vaifan!"
The man named Sean scolded coldly.
This rebuke made Sylvia's expression freeze. The wind blew on her face like a knife. She wanted to laugh, so she laughed.
"Hahahahahaha..."
The Vaifan woman laughed so hard on horseback that she even burst into tears. Sean frowned while laughing.
"General Sean, thank you for reminding me that living in Londinium these past few years has made me almost forget that I am a savage Waifan, a tribal immigrant."
"That was not what I meant."
"No need to explain, I know very well that you are polite to me on the surface, but you are always giving advice behind your back. Even that fool Frank is like this. My husband said that Victoria's politeness is based on indifference, Sean General, thank you for reminding me."
She raised the spear in her hand and said in a serious tone: "Someone protected me here with his life. I can't let him down. Even if you are one of Victoria's three dragon generals, General Sean, if you stand in front of me, you are my enemy." !”
"Colonel, you are too arrogant. You are also one of the three dragon generals, the last dragon knight general. You should know the difference between you and me. If you fight with me, you will die."
Sean waved his hand, and the heavily armored soldiers surrounding him moved aside, leaving a clear space for them.
This was the first civil war between Victoria generals.
Sylvia urged him to sit down on his horse, straighten up his spear and move forward. The blade of the spear was wrapped in flowing fire and stabbed straight into Sean's body.
Sean stayed where he was, with deep eyes as he watched the tip of Vaifan's spear getting closer and closer.
puff!
The tip of the spear penetrated the heavy armor and stabbed into Sean's shoulder, causing blood to spill out!
Sylvia's eyes widened, he didn't hide!
