"emission!"
The barrels of the two cannons erupted with a deafening sound, and a ball of flame flew out of the muzzle. After drawing a parabola, it landed in the middle of the simple fortification. The shells that exploded in an instant destroyed everything nearby, from bunkers to people. Torn apart by the storm of steel.
"They fired! They really fired!"
Panic spreads in people's hearts.
Arizona punched the window hard, failing to completely stop the cannon from firing.
Furious, he picked up two axes, jumped from the second floor to the shed on the first floor, and rushed towards the crossbowmen who were shooting at the opposite side.
More people followed him and attacked from both sides, and hand-to-hand combat made the situation even more chaotic.
"Attack! Attack!"
Joel, who looked haggard, raised the weapon in his hand and encouraged his comrades to move forward. They ran towards the cannon's muzzle.
Almost at the same time, the city guard troops were attacked directly in front and on both sides. The enemies seemed endless, blood was flowing everywhere, and screams were endless.
Huberton rode a war horse and watched everything calmly.
On the surface, his troops were indeed suppressed, and there were enemies from three directions, but a war could never be won by suppression.
Londinium's security forces were all veterans who had been on the battlefield, and were by no means comparable to ordinary people. Although the battle was fierce, as time went by, the balance gradually tilted towards their side.
"How can the combat resilience of these civilians living in peacetime be compared with that of real troops?"
…
"Arizona! Help me!"
Arizona, whose face was covered in blood, heard someone shouting his name in the noisy crowd. He suddenly turned around and saw his friend lying in the snow, with blood flowing all over the ground around him, and a pair of eyes full of desire for life.
He struggled to knock down a guard, ran over panting, threw down an ax, dragged the guard's body, and yelled: "Hang on! You'll be fine, hold on! We're almost victorious!"
But there were fewer and fewer people around her, and more and more enemies. Arizona was unwilling to let go, but her friend's chest no longer rose and fell, his eyes lost life, and he was dead.
"go to hell!"
Arizona, who was almost crazy, clenched the ax with both hands and smashed a guard's head until it was bloody and bloody. His violent state made the surrounding guards dare not approach.
call out!
A crossbow arrow came through the air and pierced his thigh, causing blood to flow out.
Half-kneeling in the snow, Arizona felt all the strength in his body recede like a tide, the ax in his hand became extremely heavy, and the pain made him almost faint.
Seeing an opportunity, the surrounding guards immediately pounced on him, trying to chop off the young man's head with a sharp blade.
boom!
With a gunshot, the guard's head exploded, and blood splashed out like a fountain. It was very scary. The headless body took two steps forward, and then fell straight down.
boom!
Another shot, and the second guard was headshot by an unknown sniper.
Then the third and fourth, especially the non-commissioned officers wearing epaulettes, four non-commissioned officers were killed in just two minutes.
The city guard force, which had already gained the upper hand, fell into chaos. Even Huberton was alarmed. When he learned that there was an unknown sniper, he broke out in a cold sweat. He was riding on a horse, as eye-catching as the lights in the dark night. Likewise, if the opponent's target is him, he should be the one killed in the first shot!
The major general immediately dismounted his horse to dodge. As soon as he got off the saddle, he saw a spray of blood burst out from the horse's head. The hot horse blood splashed on his face. The horse neighed miserably and fell to the snow. It twitched a few times and then stopped moving. .
A stream of blood rushed to Huberton's Tianling Cap. He raised his fist in rage and roared: "Damn bastard! How dare you kill my horse!!!"
boom!
Just as he screamed, a bullet flew between his legs, and the fabric on his crotch was torn open, revealing white cotton.
It's hard not to think that the original purpose of this bullet was to eliminate his descendants.
No matter how furious he was, Huberton knew that this was a warning. If he stayed any longer, the third bullet would be to his head.
"Damn, shameless sniper! All snipers deserve to die! All deserve to die!!"
He didn't dare to stay where he was, so he hurriedly fled surrounded by several guards.
As soon as the coach ran away, the fighting will of the city guard force quickly dissipated. More than a dozen combatants were sniped. They fled in all directions and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
This difficult battle gradually subsided, and large snowflakes fell on the dead bodies. There were also some injured people who struggled to breathe their last breath in the cold because they could not get medical treatment.
In the front hall of the police station, Joel, who had a cut on his face, looked at Arizona on the stretcher. He wanted a surgeon, but no one was willing to help him. If this continues, Arizona will die from excessive blood loss. die.
At this time, a man in rags hurried over. What was striking was that he was carrying a rifle.
"Are you...Mr. Four?!"
The visitor was none other than Zhou Jinru. He was also carrying a backpack that he had snatched from a medical soldier of the city guard force, which contained battlefield first aid supplies.
"I'm late. Sorry, get out of the way. I have to deal with emergency matters."
Having a doctor there will make you feel more at ease.
Zhou Jinru treated Arizona's thigh injury skillfully. Half an hour later, he finished the work with a sweat on his face. Then he went to check on other wounded people. With the help of supplies in the police station, he treated more than a dozen wounded people one after another. All of them were finished. By then, the sky had darkened.
"Mr. Fourth, thanks to your help today, many people would not be able to survive otherwise."
William's face was gloomy, and the brutality of the battle was beyond everyone's imagination.
Zhou Jinru washed his hands and asked hurriedly: "Where is the monk?"
"The monk should not have gotten involved. I asked her to leave early."
Why is Kelsey gone?
With Kelsey gone, the 50% chance of winning is gone...
Zhou Jinru was silent for two seconds. William had William's plan. He couldn't ask more questions. All he could do now was make amends.
"William, the battle can no longer go on. My suggestion is that you leave Londinium immediately. Victoria has a vast territory. If you escape to other mobile cities, you will have a chance to make a comeback."
William raised his head and glanced around at the people who were still following him. Including the wounded, there were only a few dozen people, which was in sharp contrast to the mighty royalists during the day.
"Mr. Fourth, the remaining people really have to leave the city. Staying in Londinium will only lead to death. Where do you think is the best place to go?"
"I have already thought of the route. Without further ado, we must start taking action immediately. Otherwise, when the city guard troops react, they will not have a chance to escape."
