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The biting cold wind beat against the crumbling walls of the slums, and the dilapidated wooden houses were full of holes. Heavy rain and cold wind entered the rooms unbridled, causing the flames in the firewood to sway and hiss.At this time, a man was kneeling on the floor of the building that had turned into mud, lowering his head towards a makeshift altar in the room.

His jet black cloak was draped over his shoulders, and a large amount of rain poured down from the gaps in his arm armor. His steel hands were crossed to support the hilt of the sword, and the sword touched the ground in a knight's habitual gesture.

His eyes were still closed, the helmet was placed beside him, the devout prayer was not over yet, and he was in no hurry to put it on.His face was lean and sharp, his hair was meticulously arranged, and his whole person looked like a carefully polished sword, sharp and elegant.

The altar was very small. It had been carried along with him as a salute by the old King Kantu since his death. It was made of mahogany, and the lightning-like image of the divine power was carved on the worn surface.To be honest, this is an extremely shabby altar. With his hard work in the army over the years, he is fully capable of replacing it with a new altar that is gold-plated or even entirely gold. However, he still continues to pray to the same altar for several times. Year.I will pray every time I go on an expedition, it has never changed, and it will remain the same today.

"My master, the master of Canrabbit, His Majesty Gregory!"

He muttered silently, his breath rising into a layer of mist in the cold.

"I will always be loyal, and will always be. I will remember today that serving you has made me fearless of death, pain, and trials. I only admit to fearing one thing, and that is failing to complete what the Empire has given me. Mission, bringing disgrace to the Empire.”

There was a whooshing sound outside the door, and carriages kept driving in outside the slum, and the stream was like running water.As for the poor people in the slums who usually had difficulty in providing food and clothing, they all walked out in the heavy rain. In their eyes, there was no longer the aura of weak people who were willing to be slaughtered and insulted, but a group of people with sharp eyes and perseverance in their faces. A soldier determined to die.

They came to the carriage and untied the strong horses from the carriage. These horses, which were originally used to pull goods, immediately raised their heads after being untied and began to lick their former comrades beside them. They gently stroked them. The horses even buried their heads in their manes, and they obeyed.

Once upon a time, they were the beloved imperial cavalry, and they worked with their partners to expand the territory of the empire. Now their partners have returned, and the burden on them has been lifted. Tonight, they will regain their glory!

The things on the carriage were opened, and they were a set of armors and various weapons, including swords, spears, and even many magic guns.The two largest carriages were not unloaded, and they were not carried by a single horse, but by four strong horses. Their wheels were not simply made of wood but were inlaid with iron frames. Deep trenches will be carved in the land.What was placed inside was two powerful magic cannons. A single shot was enough to easily destroy a solid house made of pure stone.

"When I kill, in your name. When I face darkness, in your name. When my service ends, grant me the honor of proving my loyalty."

The rain fell harder, and the horses outside the door began to neigh. The sound of falling rain was like a war drum hitting a soaked drumhead, stimulating the already thirsty hearts of the knights and their mounts.

"So be it."

"No one can question my dedication. Maybe no one will talk about me after my death, and even all my records and files will be burned, but I have fulfilled my loyalty, to His Majesty and to the Empire!"

The man opened his eyes, stood up straight, picked up the long sword and put it into the scabbard, pulled the lightning symbol off his breastplate, threw it into the flames and bowed deeply to it. , tonight he is no longer the ever-victorious general of the empire, but a ghost without belonging, hunting the ghosts of those who threaten the empire.

The wind slapped the simple walls, and the skirts and armor were washed away by the cold rain.He touched the helmet beside him, grabbed it in his left hand, and walked towards the gate.

Outside, they were waiting for him.

Virgil opened his eyes full of anger in the violent storm, and his beard looked wet and dirty in the rain.He is an alcoholic and irritable person who lives with alcohol all day long. Even the smallest things can make him so angry that he beats people half to death.But today he didn't drink at all. He usually wouldn't give in to anyone, but he knelt obediently in front of the door of a wooden house, unmoved by the cold wind and rain blowing on his body.

Mitchell knelt in the shadow of Fei Geer. He was a slightly frail man. He usually had eyes that looked frightened no matter who he saw. But at this moment, his posture was unprecedentedly savage. , carrying a large and exaggerated scabbard on his back. At this time, the huge and heavy long sword had been unsheathed and was inserted into the ground of the slum, which was called a corridor but was actually a mud pit. His glasses had already been thrown to an unknown place. Where he is, he is not short-sighted but just trying to cover up the ever-present ferocity between his eyebrows.The steel plates they wore were plain but extremely strong, like eagles hunting prey. Although their wings were not brightly colored, they had deadly sharp claws.

Standing behind them were ordinary soldiers, holding weapons that stood like a dense forest, half-kneeling silently in front of the simple wooden door.

As the door opened, they raised their weapons high and shouted out the name.

"Douglas!"

"Douglas!"

......

The warriors roared, and the mounts dug into the earth and neighed.Douglas's name rang across the sky, and some people whose families were not well off and could only live close to the slums were awakened by the sound and huddled in the corner shivering.I can only secretly curse that these past few days have been extremely unlucky, with robberies and sieges happening one after another, and at this time, such an unknown person appears.

Douglas raised a hand, and the roaring stopped instantly. Everyone looked at their general with expectant eyes, hoping to hear an inspiring speech.

"Every one of you was once a very good warrior, and each of you can defeat many with one." He was silent for a while, and then continued to speak.

"But, that's useless! This is a completely different battle from the past. We are attacking the opponent's most elite troops in the opponent's base camp. Do you know what this means?"

"This means that we have no support, and they have a steady stream of support. It's like sinking in the sea, and the opponent is the sea over there. It's impossible for us to survive. Do you know? Brat? So! Are you afraid?"

"It's an honor to die!!!!" Looking at each soldier yelling this sentence hysterically, Douglas nodded with satisfaction.He came to his mount and sat on it.

"Gentlemen." He pointed forward. "Then let us set off."

"Sir! A new pair of opponents has appeared in the west of the battlefield. They are rushing here quickly. There are probably hundreds of them, including a dozen cavalry."

A rose who was always observing her surroundings jumped onto a tall building and knelt down in front of Arvite.

"Is it finally here?" She was not surprised at all by what Rose said. Instead, she looked like she had been waiting for a long time.There will be new opponents coming, this is a matter of course.Arvette didn't believe that the other party would look down on her so much and thought that these gangsters alone could defeat her.

This is simply impossible!Gangsters of this strength only need police to deal with them. Not to mention Rose, they can't even defeat ordinary police. The first group of cavalry are actually very strong, but if they fight alone, they will definitely die.Risking death, there is only one possibility. They still have a backup plan, and all they can do is sacrifice themselves to buy time for their trump card.And this is the time.

A team of several hundred people?There is no doubt that these hundreds of people must be elites, and they are very different from those gangsters who can't even hold a gun.

"That should be their main force. Go ahead and crush those ants to death." Arvite waved her hand lightly, and the roses under her feet immediately climbed down the tall building and conveyed Arvite's orders to each team.

The attacks on the gangsters have become more intense, which is a matter of course. Soon the opponent's main force will come over. If these gangsters are not dealt with at this time, Rose's side will be faced with enemies from both sides. This is Asia's What Ervite absolutely didn't want to see was that all the Roses gathered their strength and killed all the gangsters around them, leaving no one alive.

The bloody and brutal methods greatly damaged the morale of the gangsters. Kyle and Lin, who were favored by many as spiritual pillars among the gangsters, were now in a tough fight. It was already very difficult to just protect themselves, let alone the past. help.The number of roses around them was still increasing, and roses from other streets were arriving one after another. Some gangsters who were hopeless about victory began to run away. It was impossible to win such a battle.This is the idea of ​​those gangsters, the most practical and stupidest.In Rose's hands, there were not only knives, but also many magic guns. The moment they left the bunker and prepared to escape, they had surrendered their gods to the gods.

boom----! !

The sound sounded like the horn of death, and every time the gun was fired, someone was destined to die. Just like the god of death, no one could escape.There were also some people, perhaps blinded by anger or simply crazy, who began to take the initiative to attack Rose. The result was very obvious. These improvised soldiers were facing those experienced people. The Rose Warriors who fought hundreds of battles were so vulnerable that they were naturally slaughtered to pieces.

In the end, there was only a small group of people left. They neither chose to escape nor take the initiative to attack. Of course, they also did not choose to stay in the position like most people.Staying in the position is just a slow death, and they will die when the rose comes.They thought of another possibility besides these methods, and it was a very possible possibility to survive.

surrender!

Although it is surrender, ordinary surrender is not feasible. During the battle, this kind of surrender was not accepted by Rose. There are too many living examples. Those who ran out rashly would only be shot in the head with a shot, and they were not given anything at all. A chance to speak and want to survive.Just surrender is out of the question.Appropriate "chips" must also be added. Just in time, they know where there are still chips for roses to see.