Mareno led seven or eight relatively strong men and squatted on the east side of the Baron's mansion, holding the strung crossbows in their hands, but forbidding them to fire.
"Brother Mareno, what are we doing? Why don't we do something over here? I know this is the woodshed. We can definitely start a big fire." said a man.
"We are going to occupy the Baron's Mansion, not burn it down. Shut up and look up to see if anyone is climbing over the wall." Mareno patted him on the back of the shoulder and said.
"Then we should block the back door."
Mareno smiled and said, "Do I need to tell you that? A squad of the escort team is already blocking the way there. To the west is the civilian area, and there are people from our mutual aid society everywhere. As long as the person escaping is not an idiot, he will definitely run to the east."
"Really, someone has found out." Another man said, "Brother Mareno, do you want to shoot him? What if he is a master..."
Mareno squinted his eyes and almost laughed out loud: "What kind of expert is so fat? Looking at the way he climbs over the wall, I know he is a pig that can't even run. Wait until he comes down and tie him up first!"
The fat man was not alone, there was a slender woman behind him. As soon as the fat man picked up the woman, two spears were pressed against his back.
He knelt down without saying a word and said loudly: "I surrender, I surrender. Don't kill me, gentlemen of the Tower of China. I am just an ordinary small businessman. Please let me and my wife go. I have five gold coins on me, and I can give them all to you." said the fat man.
Mareno sneered, "Five gold coins are enough to buy you a piece of fat? Tie these two people up. We can talk about it after this is over."
"Oh, this girl is so beautiful. Look at her waist." A member of the mutual aid group said with a smile while holding the rope. The woman was so scared that her face turned pale and she was trembling and couldn't speak.
Mareno frowned and said, "Listen carefully, Chinese people have their own rules. If anyone is dishonest to women, I will not forgive you. You will all be beaten and sent to the Women's Association to work for a month."
When he heard the word "women's meeting", the man who was smiling just now immediately became serious, and when he was tying the rope, he didn't even touch the woman.
Seven or eight people were captured one after another, and the noise inside seemed to have died down. Just when Mareno was considering whether to retreat, a very agile figure climbed over the wall lightly.
"Shoot! Shoot and retreat!" Mareno shouted. He pushed a militiaman beside him and said, "Go to the back door and call for help. This is a real master!"
As he spoke, he drew out his air pistol and long sword.
The Mutual Aid Society militiamen's shooting was completely inaccurate. The sparse arrows only caused a little trouble to the man climbing over the wall. He stopped, used the long sword in his hand to deflect the two arrows shot at him, and then turned over and jumped off the wall.
He was a middle-aged man covered in blood. He was obviously seriously injured, but Mareno had a feeling that he was definitely no match for him.
"Run, run!" Mareno pointed his gun at the man and said to the people behind him.
"Well, that man is Baron O'Farrell!" someone said.
No one knew the Baron's specific strength, but everyone knew that he must be a master. The militiamen ran away, and one person even wanted to pull Mareno along, but Mareno remained unmoved and kept pointing his gun at the Baron.
The Baron stared at the strange weapon but did not dare to move.
"An imperial man... do you really want to die?" the baron said in a deep voice.
"At least the Imperials will not hesitate to kill you." Mareno swallowed his saliva. He knew that the three bullets in the air pistol would hardly hurt a real fighting spirit warrior, but after three shots, it would be difficult for him, a person without fighting spirit, to hurt the opponent again. It might be difficult for him to escape from here alive. However, it seemed that the opponent was very afraid of firearms. It seemed that he had experienced the power of firearms in there, but he did not understand the power and range of this air pistol.
What should I do? An idea flashed through Mareno's mind. He quickly made up his mind, as if there was no better way.
"Go to hell!" Mareno shouted. He shook the air gun in his hand, but nothing flew out of the gun. He shouted in horror: "What's going on? Why is it useless?"
He acted anxious, stamping his feet on the spot, still waving the air pistol in his hand.
The baron was so scared at first that he dodged to the side, but the crackling sound he imagined did not happen. Then he saw the other party's frustrated look, and he finally realized that there was something wrong with the weapon!
He seized this opportunity and rushed towards Mareno with all his strength. He even thought that if he could seize this weapon, he might be able to imitate it and expand his power further.
Because of his serious injuries, the Baron did not rush forward very fast. Just when he rushed to within three meters of Mareno, he suddenly found that the other party's expression changed from panic to ferocious, and his hands no longer shook, but held the weapon steadily in his hand. In the dark cave, gray shadows flashed, and three soft sounds were made.
The baron had no time to dodge, so he could only swing his sword and chop at it. He seemed to be stabbed three times in the chest and abdomen, and the few protective fighting spirits seemed unable to stop those little things. Then, his sword met Mareno's sword.
Mareno felt a huge force that knocked his sword away, but the Baron seemed to use too much force and the sword in his hand also bounced out. Then the two of them collided and fell to the ground. The Baron grabbed Mareno's neck, and the latter grabbed the Baron's neck in return.
Fighting a warrior with fighting spirit, I will die soon, right? Mareno thought to himself, but he refused to let go. Even if he died, he had to hold this guy back. As long as the rest of the guards arrived, they could avenge him.
It seems my neck is quite strong, it didn't break, Mareno thought to himself with self-mockery.
As the air in his lungs became less and less, Mareno began to struggle in pain, his body twisting as his lungs contracted. As his movements became more and more violent, the Baron began to sway with him. After swaying for a while, he was suddenly able to breathe. The Baron's eyes were dull and his hands were loose. Mareno pushed hard, and the Count actually fell down stiffly and fell beside him.
Mareno greedily took a few deep breaths to recover. He put his hand on his chest and found that the leather armor was wet. He raised his hand and saw that it was all blood. The baron was no longer breathing, but some blood was still seeping out from the hole in his chest and abdomen.
"The Baron is dead? Killed by me?" Mareno said to himself in disbelief.
He turned over and saw the Baron's body frozen in a position with his hands pinched in front of him. This position was ugly and weird. He shook his head, bent the Baron's body to lie flat, and then looked at the castle in the firelight and said, "It's time to end it."