On the Seven Towers

Teams poured out of the warehouse and rushed in all directions of the town. They met with the mutual aid groups that were ready to go at the pre-arranged location. For the sake of confidentiality, the activists selected from these mutual aid groups did not know the content of tonight's operation. When the backbone of the mutual aid association met with them, they knew they were going to attack the Baron Mansion.

Most of the people who entered the selection already had a grudge against the Baron, and most of them agreed without hesitation; there were also smart people who, although they were scared, knew that they had to advance and retreat together at this time. However, it is inevitable that some people will shrink back when things get tough.

Sova was unlucky. Two of the five people in the group he met refused to join the fight.

"Brother Suowa, I, I am the only son in the family. I have done all the hard and tiring work. This, I can't do this job." One of them said. The other person didn't speak and just nodded vigorously.

Although Wang Xiaofeng had told him that if he met someone who didn't want to go, he could just keep an eye on him on the spot without forcing him. But Sowa knew that if the score was settled after the battle, those who fled before the battle would definitely not end well. He wanted to fight for the sake of the fellow villagers not to look bad. 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 really fight. We are just harassing you." Don't worry too much, just follow at the back. After this battle, we will judge the merits. If you escape, the reward will definitely be gone, and it will be no good if you are not welcomed by the mayor and others. "

"Um..." The man in front looked at the man next to him hesitantly, "Marin, what did you say?"

"I, I have a question." The man named Marin approached Sova and asked.

"What." Sova leaned over and asked.

"What will happen if you die?" When Marin said this, he already had a dagger in his hand that came from nowhere, and stabbed Sova in the abdomen. Suowa turned pale in shock and stepped back, but did not completely avoid the opponent's attack. The dagger pierced his waist. Marin wanted to stab him again, but he saw the person behind Sova rushing over with an angry shout, "Asshole, what are you doing!"

He was just a spy, not a master. When he saw two long swords coming, he threw the dagger in his hand in the direction of Sova, turned around and ran away.

"Stop him." Some members of Sowa's group went to help their vice-president, while others chased after him.

Marin turned into the surrounding alleys before running a few steps. The houses in the civilian area were winding. If he ran in, he would not be able to catch him for a while.

"Get out of the way." A voice shouted from behind, and a gray shadow flew from the air and chased after Marin. After a moment, the gray shadow penetrated Marin's body. He let out a scream and fell to his knees.

"He can't run anymore, catch him." It turned out to be Crete, and the blow he just sent was the magical ghost arrow of the Tower of Spirits. It can not only damage the opponent's body with negative energy, but also cause weakness. Effect.

Crete stepped forward to check Sova's injuries, and saw that he was holding his waist, and blood was constantly seeping out.

"I'm not seriously injured. Give me a piece of cloth and prick it. I'm still going up." Sova said.

Crete saw that his face was pale and his whole body was trembling, and he said: "No, you must go back to rest and wait for my teacher to come to rescue you. This group will be under my control for now." He nodded at two people and said, "You two send the ropes Go back to the warehouse and take good care of him. Take this Moro with you and keep a close eye on him."

Crete was a magic apprentice and had a high prestige. The two members of the mutual aid association nodded in agreement, supported Sova and were about to leave.

But Sova suddenly stiffened and spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and then the blood pouring out of his wound turned black.

"Poisonous!" Crete hurriedly cast a glowing spell and looked in front of Sova's eyes. He saw that his entire face was blue, with black blood flowing from his nostrils, ear holes and lips. His eyes were half closed and already Lost consciousness, "Damn, did you catch that assassin?"

Two men from the mutual aid association had dragged Marin back, who was lying limply on the ground. This guy who had so brazenly hurt others kept begging for mercy: "F, Master Mage, the dagger was given to me by the baron's guard captain. I was just confused and wanted to make a little money. I just wanted to stab Sova and I didn’t want to kill him.”

"Where's the antidote?" Crete asked.

"No, no." Marin said desperately, "I, I was also deceived."

Crete raised his hand and hit Marin's face with a ghost arrow. The latter's head bent back unnaturally, and then hung down weakly.

"Mr. Crete, Sowa has gone." When he returned to Sowa, although he was being held by someone, he had lost his heartbeat and breathing.

Crete remembered what Chen Hansheng said to him: the victory of the revolution is shed by blood. But he didn't expect that the first drop of blood was shed by one of his own.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and then said: "Put down Sova. We don't know if the toxicity of this poison will be transmitted to others through the skin. Put him here first, and we will go find the baron's manor." Take revenge!" Crete pointed at a Mutual Aid Association soldier and said, "Take Moro away and lock him up. Others, follow me!"

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The other teams went more smoothly than Sowa. Most of them quickly rushed to the designated positions around the Baron's Mansion, prepared various ignition materials, and were waiting for the final instructions.

Wang Xiaofeng's team was the last to arrive with the oxcart. They stopped at the end of the small square in front of the Baron's Mansion. They hid at a bend, which 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 commanding the last team, uncovered the tarpaulin on the oxcart, which was covered with four pneumatic cannons. These cannons were mixed in with the cargo and transported into the town of Alano on the first day.

In addition to the cannons, there were wheels and axles on the car. Eight artillerymen began to assemble the wheeled gun carriage. Finally, Wang Xiaofeng and another warrior with fighting spirit took the gun body off the car and helped the artillerymen install the gun on the gun carriage. Wang Xiaofeng took out a space bag, took out shells one by one from it, and placed them on a small cart.

These shells were very different from the shells used in the first test. Magic patterns emitting a faint glow were drawn on it. This was the result of the joint efforts of the industrial group, the technology group, and the magic group. Because the pneumatic cannon does not produce the high heat of gunpowder explosion, it will not damage the magic array previously engraved on the shells. These magic arrays were carefully selected by Morey and his team, including: acceleration, stability, piercing and other effects. Two red magic crystals were attached to the last few special shells 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, the four pneumatic cannons, pushed by the artillery, turned out of the corner and faced the front of the Baron's Mansion.

The wheels made a creaking sound on the gravel road, which obviously attracted the attention of the guards on the opposite side.

Wang Xiaofeng sneered, looked at the guards running on the opposite tower, and slowly raised his hand.