Pirates: Crime Killers

Benedict is going crazy, why is the centaur that the general said not yet?

"What about the Great General? Hurry up and let him come to support with the rest of the people!

"The general fled overnight last night, and the so-called support was just fabricated out of thin air by him in order to get more military salaries before, and it simply did not exist." The old man next to Benedict looked sad.

He followed two generations of kings and witnessed Brudeau's rise from strength to prosperity to corruption.

"This can't be! How dare he do that? How dare he! Benedict tugged at the old man's collar and roared.

He also finally figured it out, no wonder so many ministers did not come today, no wonder the general disappeared today.

It turned out that the so-called support was just a lie to him, and his confident backing did not exist at all.

"It's not true, it's not true!" Benedict sat down on the ground decadently, feeling like he was over.

The artillery stopped sounding, the Kingdom Army in the artillery position had been killed cleanly, this place had been occupied by the revolutionary army, and the morale of the revolutionary army had risen again, and it fearlessly charged forward.

Dorag and Kildeo's battle situation gradually improved, and after destroying the people who surrounded them one by one, the rest began to look struggling.

"Damn, can anyone else join the fray? If there's no one, I'll just leave. A one-eyed strong man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, in order to resist Dorag's attack, his armed color was very little, and even so, he was still not lightly injured.

"Vern, are you going to escape?" One of Brudo's generals glared at him angrily, "We paid for it." "

Money?" Fern spat out a mouthful of blood: "Thirty million Bailey is not enough for me to take my life to deal with this kind of monster, I have dragged it out for so long, it is already the end of benevolence."

He also understood that Brudo should have no other hidden power, looking at the teammates around him who died at the hands of the two, he only felt his scalp numb, when he broke into the Great Channel, if he encountered such a powerful opponent, it was estimated that he would have died.

Kildeo slashed out, and Fern dodged and jumped to the rear, he stopped fighting, and Brudo's anger was exhausted.

"Verne!" Someone roared loudly.

But he turned a deaf ear, and life is the most important thing.

And without Fern, Brudo's side has one less combat power, they have not been able to resist Dorag and Kildeo for how long, and it is only a matter of time before they lose.

The battle below was also nearing its end, and without the cover of artillery positions, the Kingdom Army was defeated and retreated.

The rain melted with the blood, spilled out of the large square, and flowed towards the street outside.

The hand holding the gun is numb, and the arm wielding the knife is like machinery.

"Aaaaaa Someone in the Kingdom Army collapsed and wanted to turn around and run away from this nightmare.

But he was shot off in the head by his commander: "No one is allowed to run, we are Brudo's soldiers, and we swear to defend Brudo's glory to the death!" Long live King Benedict!

"Long live King Benedict!"

The commanders of the other units also shouted, and the morale of the soldiers was slightly improved, and they continued to fight.

The battle had been going on for four hours, and the rainstorm had begun to slowly decrease, leaving only the thunder still ringing in the sky.

The inhabitants knelt in their homes and prayed, hoping that the war would end soon, hoping that the new king would ensure their lives and make their lives better.

With the exception of a handful of beneficiaries of the Old Order, no one hoped that Benedict would win the war. Because of his onerous taxes and laws that flouted the lives of the people, they had to live a hard life every day, working as hard as slaves without rest, and being wary of nobles who appeared out of nowhere, suddenly giving you a shot.

It's too tired and depressing.

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

"Chop and break the steel!"

The last two Brudo masters are settled by Dorag and Kildeo, who are now facing Brudo's king and ministers.

"What do you want to do?" Benedict was so frightened that he hid behind the old man beside him.

The old man is much calmer, he has enjoyed everything that ordinary people cannot enjoy in his life, he has seen the scenery that ordinary people cannot see, it is worth it, and he dies without regrets.

"Surrender, you have no possibility of turning over." Kildeo was expressionless, the king surrendered, and the battle below would stop immediately, which could reduce certain casualties.

"Okay, I'll cast..."

"Bang!"

White smoke came out of the old man's sleeve, and it was clear that he had a gun hidden inside.

The bullet pierced Benedict's head, and he smiled bitterly: "No matter how incompetent the king of Brudo, it is also the king of Brudo, who can die on the battlefield, can die in the assassination of the enemy, but must not surrender."

"You've already lost." Dorag was expressionless.

"yes, lost." The old man took out the gun and aimed it at his chin, "I hope you can manage this place well." With

a bang of a gunshot, he also committed suicide and followed the king, but in his mind before he died, what came to mind was the years with the old king, the original spirit.

It seems that this old man in a position of power also looks down on Benedict.

"I surrender, I surrender." The rest of the courtiers knelt down one after another, looking flustered and regretful.

Why didn't you prepare a ship yourself? Now there is no escape.

Dorag took out a loudspeaker and returned to the main square: "The king is dead!" The battle, it's over! The

square became silent, the gunfire stopped, and everyone looked in the direction of Dorag.

There was no sound other than thunder and rain.

The people of the Kingdom Army hoped that someone in the palace would come out to prove that this was fake news, but after waiting for a long time, no one came out.

From beginning to end, it was the leader of the revolutionary army.

"No, it's not true!" A small captain of the Kingdom Army refused to accept reality and wanted to rush into the palace to find out.

But he was held back by his colleagues: "Archer, don't go, we've already lost."

Achill cried, not frowning even though the enemy's bullet pierced his thigh, but now he cried.

Because his faith has collapsed, the glory of his struggle has disappeared.

After no one came out, he already knew that it was all over, but he just didn't want to face it.

Decadent sat on the ground, waiting for the judgment of fate.

On the contrary, it was the camp of the revolutionary army, and the crowd cheered, celebrating the victory and the liberation of Brudeau.

A blood-stained soldier smiled, his white teeth stained blood, but he didn't care, just as he didn't care about the severed ears.

He took out a cigarette and smoked it, coughing twice and coughing up some blood clots.

But this is the most comfortable cigarette he has ever smoked, his father was directly shot because he was not good at the eyes of the passing nobles, his son was born, he did not want his son to live carefully like the dead father, and finally it was difficult to escape death.

That's why he joined the revolutionary army, he wanted to change the country, and now, he succeeded.