Chapter 72 Brutal Suppression


Chapter 72 Cruel Suppression

Hearing the sound of gunshots and explosions, Purficott immediately realized that he had been assassinated.

But she did not panic. She just knocked on the car with her cane and instantly changed the material of the car. All the outer layers of the original wooden car were turned into steel plates, and the windows were woven A wire mesh emerged.

In this era, whether it is bombs or bullets, because they use black powder, their lethality is very limited. As long as the bomb is not thrown into the car or she runs out and gets shot, a layer of steel plate is enough Guaranteed her safety.

And now that there are so many knights protecting the carriage, Purficott is not worried that something will really happen to him here.

If you want to assassinate yourself under the protection of an honorary knight and several great knights, you can't even think about it without an entire infantry battalion carrying heavy weapons launching a formation attack.

The era of knights is indeed over, but this does not mean that knights have been eliminated from the battlefield.

Steam carriages are not like ordinary carriages. After being attacked, the horses pulling the carriages are frightened and run around or cannot run.

While it continued to move forward, Purficott looked out of the car window and saw only two knights of the Knights of the Sword and Rose who had galloped towards the crowd and found the attackers. , the threat is being eliminated.

The other knights were still guarding themselves, using their swords and shields to cover the carriage and resist the assassins' shots.

It may sound unbelievable, but for a formal knight, it is not very difficult to hit a flintlock or an older matchlock bullet with a sword.

After all, knights are also an extraordinary profession. Although they do not have all kinds of magical methods like mages, nor can they build tall buildings from the ground like alchemists, they do have a strong body and fighting ability.

Otherwise, knights would not have always been the absolute main force on the battlefield in the past thousand years.

The powerful knights gave Perfectcott a great sense of security. Sitting in the carriage, she even thought about what the scene would be like if the knights protecting her today were all wearing steam knight armor. look.

"It's still a little too brutal..." Purficott recalled the scene when Foster was testing the Steam Rider at Brandless Manor, and felt that this kind of heavy equipment on the battlefield should be used to deal with assassins. Still too brutal.

After all, the Steam Knight is, in a sense, the tank of this era, and it is highly mobile.

Perfect did not stop at all. The steam carriage and the knights who protected her quickly escorted her back to the White Jewel at the dock.

After learning that Perfectcott had been assassinated, the infantry company, which had nothing to do, directly set up various light and heavy weapons on the dock, set up barricades, and assumed a defensive posture of being ready. The entire dock was blocked.

The knights are also fully armed and ready to fight at any time.

Before, because they were only protecting Perfecticot for the banquet, and because they believed that this was an imperial city and there was not much danger, they only carried swords and shields, and they were not in full armor, not even a helmet. None. But now that Purficott has been assassinated, the situation is completely different. All the knights quickly armed themselves, and even their horses were covered with full sets of vests, including muskets for charging. The ammunition was also loaded.

"Miss, I suggest that the White Gem immediately light a fire and retreat to the sea. These assassins dare to assassinate you on the street. It is really too dangerous here." Foster was very nervous at this time. He really didn't expect that Purficott could be assassinated in the bustling cities of the empire.

However, Purficott did not pay too much attention to this. He just shook his head and said: "They should be independents. Today's assassination is probably an impromptu move or not aimed at me.
< br>It is possible that my high-profile appearance today attracted the attention of these independent factions. They may think that assassinating me can attack the empire and gain more support for their independence movement, right?

I have to say that this is true? Very good, but the execution is not very good. You want to assassinate me without the participation of extraordinary people?

There is no need to retreat to the sea, just let the guards block the port. I don't believe they can pull out a team to break through the defenses of the guards and knights. "

"Miss, your safety must..." Foster wanted to say more, but Perfectcott raised his hand to stop him.

"Grandpa Afu, Go and get that thing out. The rescue of the Morrigan didn't come in handy before. Now it's time to show off. I need you to take Arthur Knight and his standard team to eliminate the assassins who assassinated me and their colleagues. party. "Perfect's eyes were a little cold at this time, as well as a hint of hesitation and intolerance, but he finally said to Foster: "The best way to defend against assassination is not to avoid it, but to uproot all those who want to assassinate and let them go. The colonial authorities cooperate with you. Tomorrow morning I will see their corpses hanging on the street lights of the harbor. "

"Miss..." Foster never expected that Purficott would issue such a cold and cruel order.

"Grandpa Afu, I understand what you want to say. , I am not a cruel person, but sometimes we must use cruel means to scare the enemy. "Perfect's tone was deliberately cold and trembling that she was not aware of: "You know what kind of situation we are facing. At this time, if I am merciful, let the New World side If a large-scale uprising really broke out and disrupted the situation in the New World, it would not be a good thing for the empire or myself.

I can only use the cruelest means to scare everyone, make them afraid, and make them dare not cause trouble to me at this time.

So go and carry out my orders! Even if I am called a cruel devil, I must do this! Let the corpses of those independents hang all over the street lights in the harbor! I want to see rivers of blood! "

Foster understood what Perfectcourt meant, and the loyal old housekeeper had a sad expression on his face at this moment: "Miss, this is not something you should bear..."

“But I’m just in the right place, right? Fate plays tricks on people! "Perfect sighed with emotion, then turned to look at Foster, and said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Afu, your hands will be stained with blood. "

"Miss, you don't need to apologize. I am your housekeeper. I have sworn allegiance to the Brandlis family in your grandfather's time. I just kill people. "Foster pretended to smile easily, then saluted Purficott, then turned and left.

However, the figure behind the old butler's departure was full of iron blood and killing.

(End of this chapter)

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