Wang Zifeng and Chang Yujie had already entered the ambush position. There were soldiers holding air rifles and militiamen from the Mutual Aid Society on the roof of the Baron's Mansion and behind every window. There were also two squads of soldiers and more Mutual Aid Society militiamen outside the Baron's Mansion, ambushing in the surrounding houses. Each of these militiamen was equipped with a crossbow, and the most elite ones were equipped with air rifles. The last four pneumatic cannons were also hidden in several houses. When the time came, as long as the window panels were removed, they could form a situation of closing the door and beating the dog.
In the front yard of the Baron's Mansion, a large number of crystal grenades were buried underground. Originally, as long as the enemy reached the designated location and detonated the grenades, they would be able to inflict heavy damage to the enemy, and then attacks from all directions would completely defeat the enemy.
But now, if the attack was launched as originally planned, the two hostages would not be spared.
Under the gaze of Wang Zifeng and the others, the enemy team had already arrived outside the wall of the Baron's Mansion. Matos was very cunning, so he held two hostages beside him, and any attack against him would fall on the hostages.
Wang Zifeng held a small magic device in his hand, which was a remote detonator. As long as he inputted his fighting spirit, the crystal grenades buried under the door would be detonated at the same time. Seeing the other party slowly approaching, they would soon be close to the detonation center.
"Lao Chang! I, I must explode." Wang Zifeng said gritting his teeth.
"Don't think about anything. As long as enough enemies reach the center of the explosion, press the button to detonate without hesitation. No matter what happens, you must press it. Do you understand?" Chang Yujie said seriously.
"I know. I'll press it and I'll take responsibility!" said Wang Zifeng.
Chang Yujie stood up, drew the long sword from his waist and said, "Then I'll go downstairs."
"What do you mean?" Wang Zifeng's eyes widened, "You want to save people?"
"I won't give up until I give it a try." Chang Yujie grinned, "I will rush over at that point. Even if the enemy reacts, they will fight on the spot. It only takes me two seconds to push the two hostages out."
"You must be kidding! That's more than 20 crystal bombs put together! Do you know how powerful a crystal bomb is? How can you escape if you are entangled by the enemy?"
"That depends on my ability. Besides, I have fighting spirit, but the hostages don't."
Wang Zifeng glanced around and was about to say something.
Chang Yujie waved his hand to interrupt him: "If we blow up the two hostages and the enemy without hesitation, how can we still say that we are here to save them? How can the school plan be carried out?"
"But what if you go in there and risk your life in vain?"
"If the person kidnapped down there was a young widow, would you go and save her?"
Wang Zifeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"That's it." Chang Yujie shrugged.
"That's different. You don't even know those two people."
"But I am a soldier. I have received so much education in the army. How can I hold myself to the same standard as a student like you?" Chang Yujie strode out of the room, turned around and said, "Some things, whether they succeed or not, are different if you have done them or not."
"Old Chang!" Wang Zifeng said, looking at his back, "Don't torture yourself to death."
Chang Yujie made a victory gesture and said, "We must blow it up on time!"
"Wait, wait a moment." Jenny, who had been standing silently by the side, took off an amulet from her neck and ran over to hand it to Chang Yujie. "This amulet was given to me by my father. It can resist some magical damage. Take it."
Seeing Chang Yujie holding the amulet with some surprise, she said: "I think what you want to do is right. If..., forget it, I don't have any other intentions."
Chang Yujie put the amulet around his neck, touched Jenny's head and said, "Thank you!"
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In a house outside the yard, guard Xu Tianle led a squad of militiamen in an ambush. The militiamen under his command were already elite among the militiamen, and one out of every two men was holding an air rifle.
A militiaman suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Sergeant! Isn't that your nephew Makaya? He was kidnapped by the damn noble private army."
"Yes, and his neighbor, Aunt Delia!" said another militiaman.
The militia squad leader was a middle-aged man. When he saw this scene, veins popped out in his hand holding the air rifle and his teeth knocked against his lips. He leaned to the window to observe carefully, and the more he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed.
"Captain Xu, squad leader, if they were in the middle of us, would we still fight? Aunt Delia is a good person." said a militiaman.
Xu Tianle didn't know how to answer these people for a moment, so he could only say: "I believe the commander and his men will have a way, but before the new order comes, we still have to follow the old plan."
"But if Macaya and Delia were there, I wouldn't be able to bring myself to shoot," someone said.
"Stupid, if you don't shoot, the enemy will attack us and we will all die! How can we resist those combative soldiers if they get close to us?" Some people hold different opinions.
After all, the militia was established not long ago, and its discipline is far from that of the guard.
Although everyone lowered their voices, the buzzing discussions made Xu Tianle very irritated. He said, "Please believe me, if there is a chance to save them, I will not let it go."
Everyone was still discussing. Then they heard a voice: "Shut up!"
This is the squad leader who spoke. As a veteran hunter in the town, his words still have a lot of authority. The squad leader turned around and said in an annoyed voice: "Have you all forgotten the discipline? Let me ask you, we rebelled against the baron, and many of us participated in the battle that night. If the baron's son fights back, will he let us go?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"So, we have been in a life-and-death relationship with these nobles for a long time. If anyone falls into their hands and is killed by them, it can only be considered bad luck, right?" The squad leader asked, looking at everyone.
"Yes. If I were caught by them, they would definitely kill me if they knew I set fire to the Baron's mansion last time," said a militiaman.
"So, whether it's Macaya or Delia, it's hard for them to survive if they're captured by the Baron's men. If a fight really breaks out, the first thing they'll do is probably kill them with a single sword. We can only assume that they're dead now, because they're just unlucky. If we show some mercy, it'll give the nobles a chance to kill more people!" The squad leader raised his air rifle and said, "Anyway, I'll take the lead in shooting, and you guys follow me. We have to kill a few enemies to be worthy of Macaya and the others."
"That's what the squad leader is saying." The man who just insisted on shooting said, "If I get caught, don't be a coward, just shoot me."
"If they want to hate, they can hate me. You just follow my orders and shoot arrows. Do you understand?" asked the squad leader.
"I understand." Everyone responded.