Chapter 549 Rebellion 17
At this time, Paul was constantly sweating on his forehead. He did not dare to make a sound, but his eyes kept wandering between the fire outside and the witch beside him.
From his feeling, La Di's current situation may not be very good.
The witch's brows furrowed tightly, and veins even appeared on her temples. She was trembling all over, as if she was enduring great pain.
Beyond the transparent cover used by La Di, the fire was still raging.
Paul felt sorry for La Di and was afraid for himself, but he couldn't do much to help him. He could only pretend to be calm by her side to stabilize his morale.
Fortunately, La Di's state only lasted for half an hour. After half an hour, the green-haired witch returned to her previous state, and no longer had that high physical and mental tension.
Paul was very surprised about what happened just now, but he couldn't bother her loudly.
The whole camp spent second after second in anxiety.
I don’t know how long it took, but a tapping sound suddenly appeared in everyone’s ears.
Paul looked up and saw raindrops falling from the sky. The raindrops hit La Di's transparent cover, just like hitting glass, flowing down from top to bottom, forming thin streams falling to the ground.
“Oh my god! It’s raining! And it’s not small.”
Paul shouted excitedly. To be honest, he was not sure whether Ladi could hold on until the fire went out on its own. He was beating a drum in his heart, and he had no confidence, but water defeated fire, which he had known for a long time, and now God actually sent such a rain to him who was in a desperate situation.
The guards in the camp also saw the falling raindrops. Everyone suddenly felt relieved, and the tense atmosphere lingering on everyone was instantly gone.
“Long live!” “We are saved!” “Merciful Heavenly Father!”
The cheers were endless, people jumped, danced, hugged each other, and used all the exaggerated movements they could make to express their joy for the rest of their lives. Many people even knelt on the ground and prayed to the gods with their hands on their chests.
The rain falling from the sky and the fire covering the forest had a wonderful reaction. At first, the powerful flames quickly evaporated these raindrops, turning them into a large amount of white mist that filled the woods. For a while, it felt like falling into a mysterious realm, but as the raindrops continued to drip, the original sound of pattering began to become more and more intensive, the sparse raindrops turned into a dense rain curtain, and the witch's protective shield began to rain. The water flowed down, and the heavy rain quickly suppressed the flames that tried to fight against it. From the time Paul felt the raindrops, it only took more than half an hour for the raging fire to be extinguished. .
After confirming that the rain could extinguish the surrounding flames, Ladi no longer maintained the motionless casting posture before.
"Sir!" she said to Paul: "I just used the fire to give those traitors a blow, but I don't know how effective it was. The distance was too far..."
"What? You attacked them?" Paul couldn't help but be stunned. In such a desperate situation, should he be called a master?
The transparent film that covered the entire camp had disappeared without a trace, and everyone entered the tents that were still on the ground to take shelter from the rain.
In the tent in the middle of the camp, La Di was sitting cross-legged, her chest rising and falling slightly as she adjusted her breathing.
Paul and the captain of the guard Victor discussed the next step.
"If the news is conveyed successfully, the 8th Infantry Battalion should be nearby. We should join them immediately." "Sir, I just don't know what they think of us. They think we are finished. I still think we are still alive. I’m afraid that when they see this fire, they think we are finished, and then..."
Victor hesitated to speak, "It would be bad if they choose to withdraw. So I suggest sending someone to the direction of Babol Village to investigate the situation."
Paul nodded: "Okay. , just as you said..."
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"Touch!" Along with the flash of fire, a crisp sound sounded in the dense forest.
Fergus, who had participated in the battle against pirates, immediately recalled that this was the sound of gunfire.
He was shocked for a moment, what? Are Count Grayman's men ambushed here? They...shouldn't they have died in the fire? Even if they could escape and ascend to heaven, how could they possibly run in front of them and set up an ambush in advance.
Things began to develop in the direction he least wanted to see. The gunshot just now seemed to be a signal. On the road they were passing, gunshots began to sound in front, in the middle, and behind. It came from the dense forest on the left side of the direction they were traveling. Pieces of flames flashed from the forest, one after another.
The team that was suddenly hit by fire from the side was in chaos. They were originally a temporary team put together by various families. The coordination between them was very problematic, and they were even more chaotic after being attacked by the fire. And most of these people have never seen firearms, and after being shot by muskets, they can't even figure out what is attacking them.
People in the team were shot one after another, and some were killed on the spot. Those who were not hit in fatal parts fell to the ground, either twisting their bodies in pain, or unable to move. Mouths were shouting for help, and the panic created by the tragic situation of the injured soon spread to the entire team. Everyone desperately tried to escape from the forest that was constantly shooting out deadly things, and ran towards the river.
In just a few minutes, the team that Fergus had finally gathered collapsed.
From the intensity of the gunshots, Fergus concluded that this was definitely not something that fifty guns could produce. At least... there had to be more than two hundred guns.
There is no doubt that being able to use so many muskets must be Arda's regular military regulations. But Paul Grayman only brought fifty guards with him this time. Where did these more than 200 people come from? Until they took action, Fergus had not received any report of an army suddenly appearing nearby. In other words, this team should have just arrived tonight.
What's wrong, how did they know that the lord was going to be assassinated? Could it be that there was some kind of mole among themselves or the people from other major families who stayed at home, and they looked for opportunities to kill them after they entered the forest to hunt? The matter was reported.
This is very likely to be the case, but... But they have already controlled the nearby signal tower according to Burgan's request. How did the message be transmitted to the nearby garrison so quickly? Even if it is estimated based on the distance It’s impossible to ride a horse.
Fergus ruled out methods such as homing pigeons from the beginning. They had been planning for this operation for a long time, and they would also think of various possible leaks. In addition to strictly guarding against moles, pigeons were also strictly prohibited in their respective manors. Possible messenger animals appear.
But no matter how the secret was leaked, Fergus knew one thing: with the armed forces around him now, Alda's regular army was an out-and-out rabble, not to mention that the opponent's numbers were not inferior to his own.
At that moment, he no longer hesitated, raised his whip and whipped the horse's butt hard, trying to take advantage of the chaos to escape from the battlefield.
(End of this chapter)