Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

The northeast, southeast and southwest corner walls are 2 meters high and all have crenellated turrets.

But only facing the northwest side of the mainland, the sub-wall is very short and there is no position for the muzzle.

As a result, the Portuguese soldiers could not use the bunker to shoot from above.

Why leave a weak link in the bastion?

This was to show that Portugal built forts mainly for overseas defense and as a friendly gesture towards the Qing Empire.

More than a dozen survivors cried and gave incoherent explanations.

Zhao Chuanxin finished taking care of the southeast corner fort, but this time no one was left alive.

When Zhao Chuanxin went around to the northeast corner, he found that the Portuguese soldiers here had disappeared.

Chui Shuijiao's face turned a little pale: "Master, are there any Portuguese soldiers alive?"

"No lift."

A group of Portuguese soldiers held their rifles and listened with dull faces.

As usual, Zhao Chuanxin kept ten people alive.

The sound below is stagnant...

He ran back fifty meters first, broke the latch of the main door, and let Li Zhitao and others in.

"There is a devil, it is the devil who sneaks up on us..."

Zhao Chuanxin approached quietly and put his hand on the shoulder of a survivor.

"I didn't say anything."

Li Zhitao led the whole team of adjudication team and stood in a safe position between the southeast corner of the fort and the main gate.

The other one was holding a gun, spinning in circles in fear, not knowing where to point the muzzle of the gun into the air.

The Portuguese soldiers in the southeast corner were still cursing when they saw a dozen people running towards them shouting in the distance. They said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you here if you don't keep watch over there? Our voices are louder than theirs, so we don't need your help." "

So the leader shouted: "Qing Empire?"

"waste!"

"You shouted wrong, they are not from the Qing Empire, they are from Zhao Chuanxin."

"Ah...there really is a devil...uh..."

Everyone looked at the broken limbs and corpses all over the ground, and the smell of blood made them sick.

They inserted countless torches under the city wall, but only one torch was inserted in the drainage hole above. The firelight flickered outside the wall. This made it difficult to aim upward with the light of the fire.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Today, we will use the sixth plan to attack the east and attack the west."

The original builders had to know that the impoverished Qing government was so weak that they might jump out of the coffin and rebuild the fort. What kind of friendly gestures were there? Don't they need to know?

Therefore, when Zhao Chuanxin arrived at the northeast corner, there was no one there.

I blanch, Yang Ying is really toothless, despicable and shameless.

"Weakness."

Chui Shuijiao blushed: "Hey, let's go up from the main entrance."

No need to give orders, it also knew that it had to quietly deal with the enemy at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin did not panic. He ducked to the corner of the wall and squatted down. No one knew he was there.

How much more help?

"The devils...are all dead."

Then the whole army was wiped out.

However, as soon as the tribunal came, the Portuguese soldiers were immediately confused.

This attracted all the Portuguese soldiers on the southwest corner fort, and everyone ran over to watch.

"They're all dead..."

"What happened there?"

Chuishuiju pretended to be smart and said: "Then there must be no one willing to defend here. Let's find a way to get a ladder to attack from here."

Zhao Chuanxin Yile said: "This is because I don't know the method of this mage."

Suddenly, something like a rope strangled his neck.

That was just the right time to tie his head with the whip of judgment to gain strength.

Chui Shuijiao shrank his neck: "Boss, they actually said that the leader would not be promoted. It is really a vicious curse."

"inability."

"We also scolded."

"Shameless."

So, the leader shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin?"

Li Zhitao paused, and sure enough, there was no more yelling and cursing from the fort, but the sound of crying for father and mother.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his sword finger there, and the smart gyroscope sensed that it passed by quietly, it was a real meat grinder.

Zhao Chuanxin waved the whip of judgment, and for every Portuguese soldier who was about to fall to the ground, he would roll up the gun in his hand to prevent the rifle from making too much noise when it fell to the ground.

In the darkness, corpses fell limp and silently.

"This is unreasonable. The real anger is killing me. We must fight back."

"mean!"

The commotion in the northwest corner could be heard by the Portuguese soldiers stationed in the northeast and southwest corners. Only the Portuguese soldiers in the southeast corner of the opposite corner were shouting at each other with the adjudication team below, like fools comparing their voices. He said he wasn't tough, he said he didn't lift, it was very lively.

There was joy on his face: "The leader has succeeded, follow me to the fort road."

Chi, chi, chi, chi...

The Portuguese soldiers were crowded at the entrance to the west wall and the southwest corner. This was a position where the group could be wiped out.

The Portuguese soldiers on the fort have already noticed the presence of the adjudication team and are on guard, waiting to invite you into the urn.

"Zhao Chuanxin?"

"They were swearing."

Seeing that the smart gyroscope wanted to kill the last dozen or so Portuguese soldiers here, Zhao Chuanxin picked his sword to stop it.

finally exposed.

Although the smart gyroscope's expressive ability is unreliable, in fact, after a long period of running in, it already understands Zhao Chuanxin very well.

"what did they say?"

It was nine meters high, and there was a slope below. When he fell, he let out a scream and immediately twitched.

"ugly."

Sure enough, in the corner, the Portuguese soldiers were densely packed, looking like they were guarding the wall tightly and not even letting a fly in.

A group of Portuguese soldiers panicked and looked around for the enemy.

The others shouted: "Idiot!"

"Can't hit them?"

"Shameless!"

"What are you scolding?"

Zhao Chuanxin strolled to the northwest corner and looked at the bustling Portuguese soldiers in front. At this time, each of them had less than 0.5 square meters of standing space.

He wanted to scream for help, but his neck was strangled so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

The man and the sword merged into one, Zhao Chuanxin moved forward, the smart gyroscope was about five meters in front of him.

Two six zero three: c zero two four: c zero zero a: c four one one:: one one two zero

"Portugal?"

"It's haunted, it's haunted..."

"Ah...run quickly."

The distance of a hundred meters is reached in an instant.

"It's probably said that we are despicable, nasty, and incompetent..."

The sword finger was stretched out, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped to a height of seven meters. When the smart gyroscope was almost exhausted, he originally wanted to hold onto the gap in the brick wall, but unexpectedly, a Portuguese soldier looked down at him in a desperate attempt.

It was really weird, there were only screams and no gunshots.

Although the Portuguese soldiers knew that there was an enemy attack, they did not know where the enemy was.

The Portuguese soldiers in the southeast corner were obviously fine, because they were still quarreling with the people below the city, and their voices could be heard far away in the dark night.

Below, Li Zhitao was still scolding.

Seeing the two idiots next to him, Zhao Chuanxin simply helped them, hugging his legs and sending them up, and one of them fell off the city wall.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while: "You go to the southwest corner and lie in wait for news from me."