I Will Be The Crowned King

"boom!"

A buckshot hit the center of his eyebrows, and blood like paint spurted out from the pierced skull cavity, splashing an irregular fan shape on the door behind the imperial soldier.

Almost at the same time as the corpse fell, the thin figure hiding in the shadows had silently touched the door, pressed the **** of the gun against the corpse, and carefully pushed open the wooden door that was still dripping blood.

"Squeak~~~"

Just as the corpse lost its support and was about to fall, a rifle with a bayonet suddenly stretched out from the shadows and fired towards the door without hesitation.

"Pfft!"

The cold bayonet penetrated the gunpowder smoke from the muzzle, directly pierced through the soldier's jaw behind the door, and fell to the ground with the drawn bayonet without making a sound.

The battle was very short, and there was not even a single extra sound.

After laying the two corpses flat on the ground, and after carefully confirming that there were no guards around, Lisa, who nodded to herself, cocked her waist triumphantly, and waved her little hand behind her.

With a long sigh of relief, Carl and Anson took the soldiers of the 1st Corps carefully out of the remote corner and entered the main fort through the wooden door.

"The chain will be deployed on the spot on the city wall, relying on the protective wall to guard outside the door, and report the situation to the surrounding people at any time. Once exposed, immediately seal the wooden door and retreat into the main castle."

"The people of the second company, the regiment commander and I entered the main fort, and the squad leaders kept in touch with each other at any time, waiting for orders as ranked units; the rest covered the wounded soldiers and rested on the spot!"

After a series of orders were issued, Carl Bain, with a heavy expression, looked at Anson: "I know the big and small places in the main fort - the structure is very tight, and if there are too many people, it can only be used as a target. One company is enough."

"Next, I'll lead the way, and you will command it when encountering a battle and deciding the direction, okay?"

Anson, who had no objection, nodded. He originally thought so:

"Do you think that if the commander of the Imperial Army, that is, Kroger Bernard, is not commanding the army outside, where is he more likely to be now?"

Carl, who frowned slightly, pondered for a few minutes, and speculated very seriously: "There are about three places."

"The first is the commander's bedroom, which is the safest and most sturdy room in Thundercastle. It's in the middle of the third floor of the main fort; by the way, we're on the fifth floor now."

"Then there is the map room, on the second floor near the spiral staircase on the right; there is also a warehouse facing the stables at that location, and it is also very convenient to run;"

"Finally, there is the main hall on the bottom floor. The room is very empty and relatively long. If he is going to die with the levies that rushed into the main fort, it would be a good place."

"In other words, can we search all the way down the stairs?" Anson responded immediately.

"Well, it seems so."

Carl took out his cigarette and lit it, and nodded ceremoniously.

"Then why did you think about it for so long?"

Carl, who was smoking a cigarette, coughed twice, a little embarrassed: "Cough... It's not so easy to get to a place where it doesn't get wet, so I wanted to take the opportunity to smoke a cigarette and be lazy..."

"...Go, lead the way ahead!"

Carl, who was full of complaints, was pushed to the front by Anson's butt, and grumbled and walked towards the depths of the main castle.

Under the leadership of Carl Bain's "local", the group successfully found the spiral staircase in the main castle and went down the stairs.

After going down to the fourth floor, the team began to split up - Anson, Karl and Lisa took a platoon to the main hall, and the remaining two platoons searched the bedroom and map room separately.

This will not only save manpower, but also ensure that as long as Kroger Bernard, the commander of the imperial defenders, is exposed, no matter whether he can be killed immediately, the rest of the layers will have troops to contain them, ensuring that no fish slip through the net.

Although the Thunder Fort looks like a "modern building" from the outside, the internal structure still looks no different from the previous era.

The corridor is so narrow that it can only accommodate two people in parallel, but the front and rear are transparent and there is no place for protection, and a shot can be shot from one end to the other; The wall was blown open, and anyone trying to escape from the stairs was taking a risk.

These structures are absolutely outdated at the moment, but in the era of cold weapons, the narrow passage means that a small team of elite knights can block the entire corridor; the spiral staircase near the wall can let the enemy detect it. A must for the castle owner to escape in time.

In other words, the castle is definitely old.

Watching Anson carefully around him, of course, he was not studying archaeological or historical truth - that was the hobby of the "former Anson" - he was thinking about another more realistic issue.

Since this castle has a lot of "history", then the reason why the "Old Gods" who cooperated with the empire went to Thunder Castle so enthusiastically to do things, shouldn't it be because there is something incredible buried under it? !

Only at this time can Anson remember that this is a world where, in addition to steam, steel and artillery, there are "old gods", magic, supernatural power and blood; buried in history, in addition to the truth, there are also terrifying Uneasy horror!

An epitaph engraved on a stone tablet, a coffin buried deep in the ground, a page full of curses, a box of gold coins sunk at the bottom of the sea... all may contain some kind of terrible, unknown strange power .

While Anson was still thinking about it, Carl Bain's voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

"The two teams sent out have already heard back. Kroger Bernard is no longer in the bedroom nor in the map room - there is not even a single person, and the upstairs is completely empty."

Anson nodded, which meant that the other party could only be in the main hall at the bottom of the main castle.

Carl, whose expression was gradually dignified, snuffed out the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Anson silently, waiting for his order.

"Tell those two platoons not to follow and go to the opposite stairs to ambush." ​​An Sen, who pondered for a while, quickly made a judgment:

"Let's make a surprise attack from our side first—if the number of people on the opposite side is dominant, use volleys to warn them, then retreat toward the gate while fighting, and then let them rush down from the flanking stairs to flank, and finally..."

Boom!

An Sen, who came to an abrupt stop, widened his eyes like a sculpture, and froze in place.

"Captain? Hello...Captain..."

Carl, who noticed the strangeness, immediately held his shoulders to block the sight of the soldiers behind him, lowered his voice and shouted something in Anson's ear.

He vaguely remembered that on a foggy morning, the guy in front of him had a similar situation.

But Karl was only half right, but this time it wasn't his head.

But the heart!

The mark left by the spell is burning Anson's heart!

The moment he tried to use his powers to "see" the scene in the main hall, the scene in his mind seemed to burst into a mess, and the hexagram brand began to burn his heart.

just... like...

It's like some kind of warning!

"Captain!"

"what?!"

The awakened Anson was stunned for a moment~www.readwn.com~ With cold sweat on his forehead, he looked sideways at Carl Bain, the other party's expression was extremely nervous.

Almost as soon as he was awake, the supernatural ability also began to subside, and the burning sensation from his chest gradually weakened, leaving only a slight tenderness to remind him.

"How are you feeling now, if it doesn't work, it's a big deal..."

"I'm fine."

An Sen, who was still breathing slightly, interrupted directly: "Listen, the plan has changed, two orders; first, you immediately take everyone in the group and evacuate to the top floor of the main fort, and be alert at the wooden door."

"Then, as long as you notice anything unusual, immediately withdraw from the main castle—remember, anything unusual! Don't hesitate, withdraw immediately!"

"Okay!"

Carl said without hesitation, then pursed his lips and looked at Anson:

"how about you?"

"Uh... This is the second order." Anson's mouth showed a wry smile:

"Do not ask."

Looking at each other, Carl's expression finally became solemn: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." An Sen nodded earnestly with a wry smile: "This is the best way to keep as many people alive as possible."

"Including yourself?"

"Do I look like a murderer?"

"It wasn't like it before, but it's a bit different now."

"..."

Carl, who was looking at Anson, stretched out his hand to extinguish the cigarette butt, exhaled, and said calmly:

"Okay, I'll take them to the top floor to wait for you."

After he finished speaking, he waved to the person behind him and turned away without looking back.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away behind him, An Sen, who was tensing his heartstrings, began to walk down the stairs to the bottom.