"emission!"

The barrels of the two cannons erupted with a deafening sound. A ball of flame flew out of the muzzle, drew a parabola, and landed in the middle of the simple fortification. The shells exploded in an instant and 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, but failed 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 in the opposite direction.

More people followed him and attacked from both sides, and hand-to-hand combat made the situation even more chaotic.

"Attack! Attack!"

With a haggard look on his face, Joel raised the weapon in his hand, encouraging his comrades around him to move forward, and 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, with enemies from three directions, but a war cannot 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 around, and yelled: "Hold on! You'll be fine, hold on! We're about to win!"

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 had stopped rising and his eyes had lost their life. 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.

The surrounding guards saw an opportunity and 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 terrifying. The headless corpse took two steps forward, and then fell straight down.

boom!

Another shot, and the second guard was shot in the head by an unknown sniper.

Then the third and fourth, especially the non-commissioned officers wearing epaulettes, four non-commissioned officers were killed by snipers 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 head of the war horse. The hot horse blood splashed on his face. The war horse neighed miserably and fell to the snow. It twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

Already.

A stream of blood rushed to Huberton's Tianling Cap. He raised his fist in rage and roared: "Damn bastard! Dare to 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 wool.

It's hard not to think that the original purpose of this bullet was to wipe out his descendants.

No matter how furious he was, Huberton knew 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 bodies of the dead. 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 tattered clothes 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 field first aid supplies.

"I'm late. I'm sorry, please get out of the way. I have to do emergency treatment."

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 get 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, so he couldn't ask more questions. All he could do now was make amends.

"William, the battle can no longer be fought. 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?"
Chapter completed!