Release that Witch

"Adults, there seems to be something wrong with the West Wharf area," the guard who was in charge of blocking the street suddenly walked to the Count of Meade. "I heard a strange sound from there, and sent two teams to investigate the situation. They didn't come back alone."

"What?" Jacques frowned. "You won't be wrong?"

"No, I heard it very clearly, like a person who constantly inhales the sound of anger, snoring like this..." The guard also simulated two times.

"Not the tramp is screaming?"

"The people who sleep outside this weather have frozen to death, adults," the pro-guard insisted. "And if a person can make such a loud snoring, it must be at least a giant line of people close to the city wall."

The count stared at him for a long time before he turned his head and shouted, "Sirkan Dokan!"

"Adult, you call me?" A nobleman with a maple leaf emblem on his chest came over.

"Bring your guards, go down with my hand and check the docks in the city," Jacques patted him on the shoulder. "If there is any news, report it to me immediately."

“Hey... can you find someone else?” the young aristocrat hesitated. “My father told me that I must enter the castle with you.”

"How long does it take to go to the dock to see a circle? There is still a lot of money here," the count laughed. "Even if the honeysuckle rebelliously surrenders, I will wait for you here."

"okay then."

Looking at the two leaving, Jacques's face was cold, what stuff, thinking that sending a son to join the castle with me would have the same credit? This abacus is also playing very well, and I can only mention me alone in my secret letter!

Not long after, he vaguely heard the sound of gunshots in the west.

what happened? When Jacques was wary, the parents of Maple Leaf did not even have a musket.

Just as he was planning to adjust his knight to check the situation, the previously reported guards stumbled into the camp. "Big, adults... not good!"

"What is wrong?"

"Rebellion... the rebel king is coming!" he said with wide eyes. "There are thousands of people who are coming to the castle!"

"You mean Roland Wimbledon's team?" Jacques raised his hand and gave the guard a slap. "How many thousands of people? In the camp, nonsense, I believe you will hang you up to the city gate now?"

"Adults, they are indeed holding the flag of the gray castle royal family." The guards did not dare to dodge, so they had to kneel down. "I want Sir Daokan’s embarrassment to catch two people to ask the situation, and they Just rushed over, just,..."

"What happened?" asked the count.

"It was knocked down by a dense array of guns." The expression of the guards seemed to have seen something terrible. "At the time, there were countless sparks in the darkness, and the sound of screaming in it was almost stopped! More than 20 talents just rushed. When I went out less than a hundred steps, I fell on the ground, and even the horse didn't have a stand!" He swallowed his mouth. "Adult, I have never seen such a dense shot, if not for more than a thousand People, how could they get rid of the Jazz guards in an instant?"

"What about the eldest son of Maple Leaf?"

"Already... ran away."

How is it possible for the count to sit softly on the chair? In his head, he was in a mess, counting the time when the news came and went. At the noon yesterday, the four big families started to move. The four princes will be able to rush to the long song fortress this evening. Doesn’t he mean that he can travel to and from the two places in one day? This speed is impossible even if it is a sailing boat. And thousands of people are more like the Arabian Nights, can transport so many people in one breath, at least need a huge fleet, and intelligence from Bianbu Town shows that they did not even have a ship before winter!

How could things become like this?

No, the more so, the more calm, Jacques Meade wiped the sweat on his forehead, the number of people should be guarded by the nonsense, he was scared by the other party’s volley, and there was no torch lighting, who Know how many people stand in the dark lacquered dock area. Moreover, the range of the musket is only about forty steps. Although the power is amazing, the filling speed and hit rate are extremely low. Even if they are equipped with such weapons, the streets leading to the castle area can only accommodate the next twenty. Many people. Just inform the wild Rose family and the savage wolf family, put the knights together, wait for the other party to launch a charge immediately after a round of shooting, and other mercenaries and guards will be able to beat the opponent.

After all, fighting in the streets is no better than the wild, and the filling time of the musket is too fatal.

"Damn," Jacques slammed the arm of the chair and said to the guard, "Go to the Count of the Wild Rose and the worms, and I want all the people with the musket to block the castle." The entrance to the district, go!"

Anyway, the firearms are trained much faster than the bows. Let the group delay the progress of the other party. It is not a pain to die. When necessary, the Cavaliers can step on them directly from them.

The news that the guardian could bring was to let the count be in the same place. "The two of them have left the camp with their men!"

In order to make Pelos have nowhere to escape, the four families each occupied the castle area, and they did not expect that they actually received the news faster than themselves.

At this time, a lot of gunshots have been heard outside the castle area, just like the ones reported before the guards, like the dense drums, even in the snowy nights can be heard clearly.

"This group of bastards!" Jacques felt cold in his heart. He finally glanced at the castle and had to order the retreat. Of course, he and his guards alone. As for the people who remained in the castle, he had no time to take care of them.

Out of the castle area, the count found that the big event was not good.

The outside is full of enemies. Any knight who tries to cross the blockade will be knocked down mercilessly. The weapons in their hands are like no need to be filled. They can be used in several rounds, and the guns sent by Tiffco are completely Not the same thing! The scene was chaotic, except for the first hurried Sir Daokan, the other three people were trapped here.

"Adult, what should we do?"

"Call the armored team," he shouted. "We are behind the iron shield and rushing in one direction!"

When the three armored teams that had come together finally moved forward with the shield, the rest of the knights also noticed the movements here, and almost followed the same. If this time, they could not break through the defense line of the other side, I am afraid there would be no chance. Escaped from here.

However, Jacques’s abacus is lost... When there are hundreds of steps away from the other side, the enemy’s weapon spurts a dazzling fire, which should be able to block the shot of the lead ball’s shield from being hit by a bullet. The shield man was instantly shot, the splashing metal debris penetrated a body, and the iron shield raised a thick **** fog.

The count did not have time to call out the command of the charge, and was directly knocked over by a round of volley. (To be continued.)

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