Chapter 539 Rebellion 7
“He...he...seems to be cooked?”
Paul covered his nose and looked at the "Teppanyaki" in front of him with nausea, which was obviously overheated. .
Fortunately, this wave of attacks was repelled again - just after that person was roasted, from the side, the identity of this person should be very important, although Paul did not know about the red-hot iron armor. Whose face is below - or should I say whose face it is originally. Of course, he has no interest in confirming it. If he sees that scene, it will be unforgettable for him.
Paul even half-hoped that his family knight Fergus was inside the armor. He now hated the traitor so much that he had already cursed him a hundred and eighty times in his heart.
This is the first time he has encountered such a dangerous situation since time travel. Ah, I can't say that. Another time I met a crazy wizard halfway.
"Ugh——" A guard lying next to him made a painful sound. The brave and dedicated guard just used his body to block Paul's knife. After being bandaged, he could no longer fight.
Paul knelt down and carefully moved his guard to a more comfortable position.
"Thank you, sir." "Stop talking and have a good rest."
He silently prayed for the health of the guard in his heart. Alas, such a deep wound, but he has neither Penicillin also does not have sulfonamides.
"Lord Grayman." Ladi reminded him from the side, "After suffering so many defeats, the rebels are likely to launch a fire attack. The fire starters they brought are not just for barbecue. "
"Are you...confident to protect everyone?"
Paul looked at La Di with some suspicion. Although my camp was set up in an open field, there were lush weeds growing on the ground.
"I will do my best."
Do my best? Hearing what Ladi said, Paul felt a little bitter, but the other person's next words cheered him up.
"In addition, I have good news for you. The Eighth Infantry Battalion is already on its way here."
"What?"
Paul screamed, this is huge Good news.
"Everyone!" He summoned up all his strength and shouted to everyone in the camp, "Our reinforcements are coming, and the 8th Infantry Battalion closest to us is coming here. As long as we can hold on, we will win. The dawn will surely shine upon us with the morning sun!"
Sure enough, as soon as the good news was announced, the dull and anxious atmosphere lingering in the entire camp disappeared almost instantly, although no one was excited. Yelling, but hope shines in everyone's eyes.
"But!" Paul thought about it again and again, and decided to tell everyone in advance, "Next, the traitors may use the method of setting fire to the forest to deal with us. Everyone must be mentally prepared. Ms. Setia will use a Special method to protect everyone, so everyone doesn’t have to worry too much.”
These words made everyone’s hearts tighten again, and the serious look returned to everyone’s face.
As for Ms. Setia’s special method, in fact, after the battle just now, everyone had a rough idea of what was going on, especially the flame that suddenly shot out. Very impressive.
Although her possible identity may be a little disturbing due to some legends, everyone has a deep respect for this beautiful lady who fights side by side with everyone. People who have faced life and death disasters together, no matter how strange or even separated they were from each other before, there will always be a mysterious force that makes them resonate in some way.
In the next battle, crisis and hope coexist!
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The tragic situation in Chacon caused the morale of the rebels participating in the siege to collapse instantly. After the failure of the previous sieges, rumors began to spread quietly among them: The tyrant lord Paul Grayman mastered evil black magic and could directly take human lives regardless of the opponent's defense. Now a fire dragon sprayed out from the camp and killed Chacon, which confirmed the legend that Grayman mastered black magic.
Under great fear and oppression, the besieging thugs retreated again, leaving the corpses on the ground and the wounded screaming repeatedly, and they retreated to the place where Fergus and others were staying. .
“Asshole, what did you say?” Old Warren learned about his son’s death from the defeated soldiers. His eyes were wide open, and his skinny hands grasped the narrator's arms tightly.
"Impossible! This is impossible! My Chacon is a child blessed by the gods. How could he be under the evil black magic of Grayman."
The old man's crazy look frightened the narrator. fear.
"Master Warren, please have my condolences." His voice trembled, fearing that the harsh man in front of him would stab him.
“Ah-ah-ah-”
Old Warren looked up to the sky and shouted, “Paul Graiman, I must avenge my son!”
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Fergus looked on with cold eyes, letting Old Warren vent for a while.
When the other party stopped to take a breath, he put his hand on old Warren's shoulder.
"This is a sad thing, Chacon was a good young man, he died for justice."
"Fuck justice." Dimit Warren shook off Fergus's hand, "I'm going to send Paul Greenman to hell now."
He hurriedly walked to a torch in a few steps, reached out and held it up.
"Fergus, carry out your final plan now. Sacrifice Grayman and his minions in flames to soothe the soul of my poor child."
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Lieutenant Colonel Carter Hawley of the 8th Infantry Battalion once again whipped the horse's butt. The horse that had just slowed down immediately stiffened and raised its four limbs as it did not long ago. hoof.
Before departure, the city hall where the garrison was located was very cooperative with the army's requirements and collected more than 400 horses from the city overnight, which was enough for the 8th Infantry Battalion, which is currently only half-strength. All the more than 260 people in the camp were on horseback, and the remaining horses were also taken away for transportation on the road.
Carter Holly is now extremely fortunate that all the soldiers in his battalion have received riding training, otherwise even if he could recruit horses, it would be in vain.
"Report!" A signal soldier ran over from the front of the team. Salute to the lieutenant colonel.
"What's going on?"
"We're going to reach Babol Village ahead."
"Okay!" Lieutenant Colonel Holly geared up happily.
Lord Graiman’s letter said that several people in Babor Village were participants in the rebellion.
"Immediately block all roads in and out of the village."
"Yes!" The signal soldier also rode back to the front of the team.
The lord's letter only said that he was trapped in a nearby forest, and Lieutenant Colonel Holly needed to get a more specific location from the traitor's family.
(End of this chapter)