I Will Be The Crowned King

"How is this going?!"

Looking at the mess in front of him, Carl Bain felt his head getting bigger.

After going through Thunder Castle, Dawn Bingfeng, Eagle Horn Pass, the countries of the vast land, the Royal Court of Iser... After so many trips to death, Anson Bach can always prove with facts that it is really a thing for him to be the chief of staff. Challenge both physical and psychological challenges at the same time.

In front of him, the entire large warehouse has turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the fire is very likely to start spreading to the surrounding buildings. Unless there is a heavy snow or heavy rain immediately, it will not be able to be effectively contained.

As for the Faithful Alliance who came to "help"... To be honest, it's enough to be thankful that they don't continue to cause trouble.

Not only are these people completely disobedient to the command, they even seem to have no idea what they are here for - the so-called "commander" only knows how to call people over, and has absolutely no idea of ​​what to do, except for a He doesn't even have the most basic common sense to fight a fire.

After stopping the madmen who didn't know how many times they were holding buckets and rushing to the sea of ​​fire, Carl Bain simply let them be responsible for transporting water trucks, and formed a blockade with human walls around the community to prevent a vicious stampede.

But no matter how bad the fire is, the storm division still has to rescue, not only because there are thousands of Beluga Port residents living in the warehouse, but also because once the fire is allowed to blow up the entire warehouse, the damage to Beluga Port will not only be One community, displaced immigrants and Aboriginals alone, can wash away the Beluga Harbor Council.

Of course, this result may be very in line with someone's idea - the bombed warehouse can make room for his new factory, the displaced immigrants can directly enter the factory as workers, as for the washed-out Beluga Harbor Council...

Well, he thought the place was a little crowded, didn't he?

"Has the reinforcements of the Storm Division arrived? We need support!"

Watching Colonel Alexei rush over with a group of cavalry, Karl, who was already in a panic, shouted to him hysterically: "There are only 600 soldiers in the city, and we can't do anything with your 2nd Infantry Regiment alone. !"

"You know why you are yelling at me?!" Alexei's expression was even more broken than his:

"Without reinforcements, the Storm Division is still assembling urgently - I just escorted the navy men from the city gate into the city and brought them to the port!"

"Navy?!"

"You don't think we can put out the fire, do you? If it really spreads, I think it's a good deal to use one or two 68-pound bullets to put it out."

"Are you crazy?!" Carl widened his eyes and pointed at the warehouse: "There are thousands of living people in there, and you think that one shot will break them into pieces, which is very good for the image of the storm division. Help?!"

"Even if you don't think about them, I just got the news that Lisa Bach is still inside. Don't you think this will have a little negative impact on your career?!"

"Of course I don't dare, but what do you say?" Alexei yelled at him in turn:

"We only have 600 people, and support will take an hour at the earliest - wait for an hour for such a big fire, how many people will there be in the closed warehouse?!"

"So we can't wait any longer, just rush in!" Carl Bain said decisively:

"Bombing the warehouse door with a cannon, I rushed in with a group of people to save people, and then figured out a way to support Lisa - people must be saved, and one can be saved."

This is not only about the image of the storm in Beluga... Thousands of young and young laborers were burned alive, which is a very heavy blow to the strength of Beluga - Anson has expressed it explicitly or implicitly more than once, the storm division After getting more from Beluga Harbor than Hantu, the officer corps has begun to treat the colony as its own industry.

Someone must rush in, find a way to extinguish the fire, or at least open a safe passage to rescue the people inside as much as possible, and at the same time support Lisa Bach, who is probably already killing the Quartet... Even if the risk is really high.

"No, you can't go in!"

Alexey grabbed Karl, who was about to lead someone to rush up, with an extremely firm attitude: "The risk of doing this is too high, and we don't know what the situation is inside."

"Then what do you say?!"

Carl Bain said with a broken face, he was almost driven crazy.

"There is only one way." Grabbing Carl's arm, Alexey said solemnly:

"You continue to guard here and direct the fire, and I will lead people to rush in to find a way to meet Lisa Bach, and rescue the people inside as much as possible!"

"Alexie..." Carl Bain was stunned.

His evaluation of the Storm Division officer corps has always been quite low. Basically, they are a group of cannon fodders who are addicted to money, timid and cowardly. Never take any responsibility.

But now Alexei even knew that the situation was critical, but he took the initiative to ask to take the risk and put out the fire on his behalf... "Touched" is not enough to describe Carl's current mood, and his eyes were slightly sore:

"I-I don't remember our friendship being so good, do I?"

"What does this have to do with friendship?"

Alexey was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Ah! You misunderstood, I'm mainly worried that if you go in later, you will most likely cause trouble for Miss Lisa Bach, and then I have to save you; so let's It's better not to make such a hassle, just do it one step at a time, and everyone can worry about it."

"Also, remember that you owe me a favor—when the Legion's farm is cleared, the Second Infantry Regiment will be assigned to the one closest to the port."

Carl Bain: "..."

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While the two were still struggling to save people, the Faithless Knights in the warehouse had completely lost their minds, and began to think about another crucial question: how could they escape alive? go?

The raging fire, the panicked and fleeing crowds, the gangsters who were desperately trying to maintain order but the situation became more and more broken, the explosions one after another... The explosions intensified in the warehouse, and everywhere was burning, every escape route was possible. They were all crowded, and with the screams one after another, it was enough to instantly collapse anyone's confidence in escaping.

As the community with the densest living environment, the warehouse was originally a fairly "orderly" place. However, as the mercenary group that controlled the periphery of the warehouse was completely emptied by the Storm Division, the gang that had just established its rule was still unsteady, and was taken by Lisa. Sheriff Bach killed all by himself,

The old order was completely broken under the disaster, and chaos was completely inevitable.

Although a few surviving gang members are still trying to maintain order, threatening the crowd they once oppressed and ruled with their weapons; they are soon surrounded by so many people that they are trampled to death before they can even scream; or they simply join the crowd and fight desperately. flee.

So the desperate crowd either tried to find a way out in the fire and escaped from the warehouse that was doomed to be engulfed by the flames; The gate, ransacked him and continued to flee...

As for how many lucky people can escape, it is destined to be an unknown.

"So what are we going to do? If we drag it on, we will all be ruined, and no one should try to escape from here!"

He chopped off the head of the native who was trying to rush up, and Derek, the Wild Hunt Knight who was guarding the entrance of the passage, roared behind him: "First make it clear that I won't last long - it seems that some guys have already noticed this!"

"Then hold on for a while longer!"

The pale-faced Ian leaned against the wall and stood at the other end of the passage, holding the revolver in one hand and raising the other over his head, maintaining some kind of weird gesture, covering the entire passage with a hidden breath and an external mask.

In the center of the passage, Karno, holding a spear, knelt on one knee, closed his eyes and nodded slightly, the tip of the spear in his hand sank into the floor.

The current situation has completely exceeded Ian Clemens's plans.

Originally, in his expectation, the Faithless Knights only needed to cause a small-scale commotion, and it was enough to attract the Stormtrooper and the Faithful Alliance; the rest of the riots or the riots of the indigenous pagans had nothing to do with them.

But things didn't go the way he wanted.

First, there was an explosion in the warehouse. It was suspected that someone rushed into the warehouse directly from the tunnel, and "accidentally" detonated the heating facilities; then the entire warehouse became a mess, Philby and the others completely lost contact, and did not follow the agreement to reach the retreat location. .

The plan was disrupted, and Ian no longer cared about whether the Knights of Untrustworthy would cause Anson Bach's suspicion. He had to find a way to find Philby and the others who had lost contact as soon as possible, and retreated from the warehouse with everyone.

"Have you not found them yet?!"

The Wild Hunt Knight shouted angrily, slashing recklessly with the double knives in the oncoming crowd, slashing heads full of surprise and horror from their necks one after another, and the gushing blood plasma He was washed red from head to toe.

In the eyes of those desperately fleeing, they only saw that the person in front had lost his head out of thin air before hitting the wall, and his body was torn to shreds without warning, and the plasma mixed with internal organs was sprayed everywhere.

But even so, this still can't stop their "determination" from hitting the wall. Even if they watch the guy in front of them being completely torn to pieces and half of their heads and intestines stuck to themselves, they are still unswervingly in the bump up.

"Crazy, these guys are all crazy!"

"Calm down, Derek, we are still safe for the time being - this is right above the warehouse, as long as you find Philby and the others, you can retreat at any time."

That's what I said, but in fact Ian's expression was also extremely anxious.

The storm division has completely surrounded the entire warehouse, and if they are dragged down, they will likely rush in directly. If you want to explain to Anson Bach what is going on at that time, the possibility of retreating without injury is very low.

In contrast, he is not very worried about the indigenous pagan organization; although it is said that they have the power to "destroy the entire Beluga Harbor in an instant", they will not do such extreme things unless it is absolutely necessary.

In addition, the trump cards in the hands of this group of indigenous "beast slaves" are very limited, otherwise, the mad believers of Universal Sect would not be able to live with them for such a long time, and it is even more impossible for the mercenaries to arbitrarily capture beasts. slaves, so that it has become one of the most prosperous sunrise industries in Beluga Port.

"Karnuo, haven't you found them yet?"

Ian asked behind him while pulling the trigger of the revolver. The figure at the end of the passage fell to the ground and rolled down the blood-soaked stairs.

"It has been found."

Karno said solemnly, his calm voice was mixed with a slight trembling: "They just left the warehouse with other refugees and entered the 'safe area' controlled by the garrison, and did not reveal their identities...for the time being ."

Both of them had surprised expressions on their faces at the same time.

But looking at Karno, who was still kneeling on one knee, Ian, who had no time to celebrate, immediately realized that something was wrong, and asked carefully, "Then... what else did you see?"

"A person."

Karno clenched his teeth, his trembling voice could not be concealed.

"Who?"

Ian asked without looking back.

"Ha...ro...de?"

The unbelievable voice of the Wild Hunt knight rang in his ears.

Um? !

The stunned Ian didn't even have time to look back, a bone-piercing chill suddenly poured into his body, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Desperately fighting against the fear that came from his heart, he turned around little by little, doing his best to turn his eyeballs that seemed to be boiling~www.wuxiamtl.com~ looked behind him, trying to see the figure that suddenly appeared.

Then, he...

shocked.

A thing resembling "Speaker Harold" appeared in front of him: it looked very kind, with three eyes that almost fell out of the sockets and forehead, exuding a soft light, and the corner of the smiling mouth grinned upwards to the roots of the ears. Showing white teeth and bleeding gums, the pus-stained tongue swims along the wriggling cheeks, gently licking the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Exquisite black dresses and white shirts are only strips of rags. The open "chest" will be covered with "moss". The heart and lung lobes are completely exposed, and the twelve toes on the left and fourteen on the right completely burst through the boots. The eagle-like nails pierced into the flesh, and the pus that came out was extremely pungent even in the thick smoke.

But compared to his unusually stout, tall, twisted body, and his hair that squirms like octopus tentacles, all of this is nothing at all.

"First meeting, good evening, everyone."

Facing the stunned three people, Harold smiled and greeted; the sticky pus overflowed between his teeth and flowed down his tongue to his whole body.

"I guess...you are the Faithless Knights who killed me...right?"

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