The team that emerged from the warehouse ran in all directions of the town. They met with the mutual aid groups that were ready to go at the pre-arranged locations. For the sake of confidentiality, the activists selected from these mutual aid groups did not know the content of tonight's action. When the backbone of the mutual aid association met with them, they knew that they were going to attack the Baron's Mansion.
Most of the people who had been selected had long held a grudge against the baron, and most of them agreed without hesitation; there were also some smart people who, although they were afraid, knew that they had to go forward and retreat together. However, it was inevitable that some people would back down when the time came.
Sova was unlucky. Among the five people in the group he met, two of them refused to join the battle.
"Brother Sova, I am the only son in the family. I do all the hard work. But I can't do this job." One of them said. The other one didn't say anything, but nodded vigorously.
Although Wang Xiaofeng had told him that if he met someone who didn't want to go, he should just keep him under guard on the spot and not force him. But Sova knew that if the battle was over and the score was settled, those who ran away would definitely not have a good ending. In order not to embarrass his fellow villagers, he still wanted to fight for it. He put his arm around the man's shoulder and said, "Brother Moro, I know you are usually timid. But this time those Chinese are the ones who are really fighting. We are just harassing them. You don't have to worry too much. Just follow behind. After this battle, those of us who have made contributions will be rewarded. If you run away, you will definitely lose the reward. Besides, it will not be good for you to be disliked by the mayor and others."
"Well..." The man in the lead looked at the man next to him hesitantly, "Marin, what do you say?"
"I, I have a question." The man named Marin approached Sova and asked.
"What?" Sova asked as he leaned over.
"What if you die?" When Marin said this, he already had a dagger in his hand that came from nowhere, and stabbed Sova's abdomen fiercely. Sova was horrified and stepped back, but he did not completely avoid the opponent's attack, and the dagger stabbed his waist. Marin wanted to stab again, but he saw the person behind Sova rushing over with an angry roar, "Asshole, what are you doing!"
He was just a spy, not an expert. Seeing two long swords coming at him, he threw the dagger in his hand towards Sova and turned and ran.
"Stop him." Some members of Sova's group went to help their vice president, while others ran after him.
After running a few steps, Marin turned into the surrounding alleys. The houses in the civilian area were winding, and if he ran in, he would not be caught for a while.
"Get out of the way." A light shout came from behind everyone, and a gray shadow flew from the air and chased Marin. A moment later, the gray shadow pierced through Marin's body, and he screamed and fell to his knees.
"He can't run anymore, catch him." It turned out that the one who made the move was Crete. The attack he just launched was the magic ghost arrow of the Spirit Tower, which could not only damage the opponent's body with negative energy, but also bring a weakening effect.
Crete went forward to check Sova's injuries, only to see him holding his waist with blood constantly oozing out.
"I'm not seriously injured. Give me a piece of cloth to bandage me. I want to go up again." Sova said.
Seeing that he was pale and trembling all over, Crete said, "No, you must go back and rest until my teacher comes to rescue you. This group will be under my charge for the time being." He pointed to two people and said, "You two take Sova back to the warehouse and take good care of him. Take this Moro away as well and keep a close eye on him."
Crete is a magic apprentice and has a very high prestige. The two people from the mutual aid association nodded in agreement and helped Sova leave.
But Sova's body suddenly stiffened and he spat out a mouthful of black blood, and then the blood flowing out of his wound also turned black.
"Poisonous!" Krete hurriedly cast a light spell and got close to Sova. He saw that his whole face was blue, and black blood was flowing from his nostrils, ears and lips. His eyes were half closed and he had lost consciousness. "Damn it, did you catch the assassin?"
Two men from the mutual aid association had dragged the limp Marin back. The guy who had brazenly attacked and injured others kept begging for mercy: "Master Mage, the dagger was given to me by the captain of the Baron's guard. I was just confused for a moment and wanted to make some money. I just wanted to stab Sova, not kill him."
"Where's the antidote?" asked Crete.
"No, no." Marin said desperately, "I, I was also deceived."
Crete raised his hand and shot a ghost arrow at Marin's face. The latter's head bent back unnaturally and then drooped weakly.
"Mr. Crete, Sova is gone." When he returned to Sova, although he was being supported by someone, his heartbeat and breathing had stopped.
Crete remembered what Chen Hansheng had said to him: the victory of the revolution was won with blood. But he did not expect that the first drop of blood would be shed by his own people.
He was stunned for a few seconds, then he said: "Put Sova down, we don't know if the toxicity of this poison can be transmitted to others through the skin. Put him here first, and we will go to seek revenge on the people in the Baron's Mansion!" Krete pointed at a fraternal aid soldier and said, "Take Moro away and lock him up. Everyone else, follow me!"
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The other teams were much smoother than Sova. Most of them quickly arrived at the designated locations around the Baron's Palace, prepared various ignition materials, and waited for the final instructions.
Wang Xiaofeng's team followed the ox cart and was the last to arrive. They stopped at the end of the small square in front of the Baron's Mansion. They hid at a bend and could not be seen from inside the Baron's Mansion. The guards and militiamen holding rifles and air guns were divided into several combat teams, spread out in all directions, and each found a shelter and entered the combat position.
Wang Xiaofeng, who was in charge of the last team, lifted the tarpaulin on the oxcart, revealing four pneumatic cannons. These cannons were mixed in with the cargo and transported into Arano Town on the first day.
In addition to the gun, there were also wheels and axles on the cart. Eight artillerymen began to assemble the wheeled gun carriage. Finally, Wang Xiaofeng and another soldier with fighting spirit took the gun body off the cart and helped the artillerymen install the gun on the carriage. Wang Xiaofeng took out a space bag, took out the shells one by one, and placed them on a small cart.
These shells are very different from the shells used in the first test. There are faintly glowing magic patterns drawn on them. This is the result of the joint efforts of the industrial, technology and magic teams. Because the pneumatic cannon does not generate the high heat of gunpowder explosion, it will not damage the magic arrays previously engraved on the shells. These magic arrays were carefully selected by Morey and his team, including: acceleration, stabilization, piercing and other effects. On the last few special shells, two red magic crystals were attached as the core of the explosion array.
There is no doubt that these shells are extremely expensive, but the effect is also quite exciting.
Under the command of Wang Xiaofeng, four pneumatic cannons, pushed by artillery, turned the corner and faced the front of the Baron's Mansion.
The wheels squeaked on the gravel road, obviously attracting the attention of the guards on the opposite side.
Wang Xiaofeng sneered, looked at the guards running on the opposite city wall, and slowly raised his hand.