Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 396

2022-01-18

Chapter 396 Storm (IX)

The clearing of St. Paul Street is just a prelude, the old town is still burning, repression Violence and restoration of order are urgent.

In order to avoid complications, Winters pretended to be injured and handed over the command of the North City Liberty Cavalry to Colonel Bern.

His false identity can't stand up to careful scrutiny. Although he can scare the citizens without military background, it can be broken in front of people who are familiar with the inside story.

Now that the real Solingen Supreme Military Commander is on the stage, Captain Bern doesn't mind taking center stage.

However, Winters' Guards were really eye-catching, and they looked out of place wherever they stood - Colonel Bern had no cavalry, and the North City's militia cavalry were not so well-equipped.

Winters spoke a few words with Pierre and Charmi, and the two of them led the guards away from the garrison, and continued toward the city along the river ice road.

Winters himself and Kaman donned military police burqas and remained with Colonel Bern to guard against possible beheadings.

In addition to arresting robbers and deterring lawlessness, the garrison in Montague State also has an important responsibility—suppressing rebellions.

The garrisons in each state have secret plans to take over major towns in their states, so Colonel Bern's "capture" of Fort Steel was a no-brainer.

The orders he issued were clear and precise and in clear order:
(1) Control the main road of Steel Castle to ensure that the routes entering and leaving the city are unobstructed;
(2) Occupy the bridges along the river, Crossroads and landmark buildings divide the steel castle into disconnected blocks;
(3) Starting from the main road along the river, sweep the thugs block by block and advance to the edge of the city.

The plan was initially carried out smoothly, and with the support of the Beicheng Militia Cavalry, the efficiency of the garrison was greatly improved.

Steelcastle's "Free Men" are clumsy with their sabers, but with their tall horses under their crotch, a few riders can often disperse the gathered rioters with a feign charge.

Even if individual riders were trapped in a crowd and besieged, the following infantrymen were able to rescue them in time.

The suppressing troops entered the city from the north and south at the same time, occupying intersections and bridges all the way, and attacking the lakeside pier in an imposing manner.

But the further you go into the city, the greater the resistance you will encounter.

Because the main perpetrator of this disaster tonight is no longer the rioting unemployed workers, but the fire.

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Winters had experienced the fire in the Victory Arsenal, and thought that he would never see the doomsday scene that could mention on equal terms.

But now the steel castle in front of him seems to be re-enacting the play of the Jade City fire.

The heat wave was surging, and the helmet breastplate was scalding hot. The smoke was so thick that people couldn't open their eyes.

The silhouette of the main road on both sides of the Rose River is full of light and candlelight.

Taking advantage of the robbery, the thieves stumbled through the crowd with stolen goods in their arms, and slid into the alley. The citizens who fled took their families with them and fled out of the city lost one's head out of fear.

The essence of the steel castle is the densely distributed large and small workshops along the river. The "workshop belt" is not only the area with the highest building density in the steel castle, but also the most convenient transportation area in the steel castle.

However, most of the workshops along the river have been looted at this moment, and the warehouses and workshops with high walls and gates that managed to escape were set on fire.

The road, which at its narrowest point could accommodate two trucks abreast, is now crowded with carts and carriages of various items.

Suddenly, a fully loaded trolley lost its balance and overturned with the screams of its owner.

The clothes, china, and silverware piled high on the car were scattered all over the floor, attracting others to loot.

At a glance, everyone is carrying their belongings, but they have no time to take care of the spread of the fire.

In mid-air, flocks of pigeons circled their homes, which had turned into fire sea, and couldn't bear to leave. There have been pigeons whose flight feathers have been burned, falling to the ground and dying.

Churches, houses, workshops, everything was ablaze; the flames roared horribly, and roofs that had lost their support collapsed.

The riot troops entering the city and the refugees leaving the city face each other, blocking the arteries of Steel Castle from both ends.

The army can deal with the fully armed thugs, but the unarmed refugees are helpless.

The soldiers guarding the intersection and bridge tried their best to maintain order, but all their efforts were in vain.

Those who want to get in can't get in, and those who want to get out can't get out. The sound of wood bursting mixed with the cries and scoldings of men, women and children flooded the streets.

...

Colonel Bern's temporary command post is located in the [Church Covered Bridge] over the Rose River.

The Chapel Covered Bridge is one of the landmarks of Steel Castle. The interior of the Covered Bridge was originally occupied by nearly half the width of the stalls, and now it has been swept away roughly.

Dusty, smoke-colored messengers ran in and out, bringing back worse news and sending away the latest orders.

Standing on the top floor of the octagonal water tower in the middle of the covered bridge, you can clearly see the fire in the old city.

It is very different from the disasters caused by fires in the past. Tonight's Steel Castle fire obviously has multiple fire points and spreads all directions together.

The Old Town is ablaze with fire. From a distance, the Nancheng District and Beicheng District, which have not yet been affected, are like sandbars hanging in the red sea, precariously.

Finding that the plan could not keep up with the changes, Colonel Bern immediately revised the main tasks to "evacuating the people" and "extinguishing the fire".

But compared to suppressing riots, putting out fires and evacuating people is not at the same level of difficulty.

Two battallion soldiers entered the city and were instantly diluted by tens of thousands of refugees. Not to mention putting out the fire, it is not enough to evacuate the people, it is simply an utterly inadequate measure.

Colonel Berne was watching the fire on the top floor of the water tower. His hands seemed to be just holding the window frame, but his fingers on the red brick were already blue.

"That won't work," said Winters, who was standing behind the colonel.

The Colonel asked, without looking back, "What did you say?"

Sanity warned Winters - don't talk too much.

As an outsider, how Steelcastle is not directly related to him after tonight. Even the more tragic the fire, the more beneficial it will be to him in the future.

But something still drove Winters to speak up: "I said 'it won't work.'"

Colonel Berne turned and looked at Winters coldly: "How?"

"You know better than I do."

But "clear" is one thing, "Start" is another.

Only from the top of the octagonal water tower with a wide view can you truly understand how bad the situation has become.

The Steel Castle is now a wok on a fire, filled with tumbling boiling oil. The oil pan was pouring at an accelerated rate, and once the hot oil was poured over the firewood, the whole house would be on fire.

The time has come when the defeat cannot be turned around without drastic means - no! It was the time when Steel Castle might not be able to be saved even with drastic means.

It takes courage to stop an entire house from turning to ashes.

Lieutenant Colonel Thomas squeezed through the fleeing crowd, galloped to the end of the Chapel Bridge, and returned to the temporary command post from the front line.

He jumped off the saddle, ignoring the leash of the horse, and rushed into the covered bridge in three steps and two steps, and ran up the water tower.

"It can't go on like this! Our troops stayed in the city and blocked the road." Thomas's cheeks were already blackened, and he said eagerly: "Or else, while the fire is still there for a while. Distance. Temporarily order the Hundred Men Squad to retreat. Make way for the civilians to evacuate."

In the past, Winters may not have understood, but now he can understand what Lieutenant Colonel Thomas is really saying.

"Our troops stayed in the city but blocked the road" means "If this goes on like this, our people will be trapped in it."

"Let's make way out and let the civilians retreat first" is the high-sounding reason given by the lieutenant colonel to the colonel.

The duty of the garrison is to suppress riots and suppress rebels, not to fight fires.

Even if Legion sits and watches the steel castle turn to ashes at the moment, and someone wants to be held accountable later, it can be excused by being too late and doing everything in its power. But if Legion voluntarily jumped into the quagmire, it would never have the chance to wash itself clean.

The more you do, the more you go wrong. This is the case, helpless and sad.

Bern ignored his deputy, but gave Winters a sidelong glance: "Boy, do you still need to make up your mind for me?!"

The colonel took off his hat and smoothed it out. Gray hair: "Lieutenant Colonel Thomas."

Thomas subconsciously tapped the heel of his boot: "Sir."

"Send my orders to the Hundred Men Squad." Putting on the hat, straightening the hat body: "As the highest military commander of Solingen State appointed by the Grand Resolution of the Republic Army, I believe that the Steel Fort has been 'totally out of control'. Granted in accordance with the non-disclosure clause of Item 17 of the Hornford Agreement My power, I have decided to activate the emergency plan - [Steel Rain]."

Lieutenant Colonel Thomas startled, his expression suddenly became nervous: "Sir, that is a secret payment that can only be triggered by the rebels occupying the city... ..."

"From now on." Colonel Berne stood still in front of the window, staring at the Elin cathedral in the fire sea, and continued to state without any influence:

"All property of Steelcastle, whether private, municipal or republic, is taken over by the Solingen Garrison; all adult males of Steelcastle, citizens and non-citizens, are called up by the Solingen Garrison;

Civilians who were not conscripted were brought under military control; any civilians who disobeyed their orders, their property and personal safety would no longer be protected.”

Dizzy, dry-mouthed, Lieutenant Colonel Thomas Too late to speak.

Colonel Berne glanced at the adjutant: "Tonight, there are those who leave without permission, shy away, and say that they have failed, and they will all be engaged in military law."

Thomas Adam's apple flipped, it was difficult He spat out the answer: "Yes."

"Repeat my order."

Thomas took a deep breath, and recited what Colonel Bern said in its entirety, word for word.

"Form a written order, file." Colonel Berne was expressionless: "Convey now to the Hundred-Men Commanders."

Lieutenant Colonel Thomas raised his hand in salute, gritted his teeth, "dong dong dong dong" ran down the tower.

“What is steel rain?” Winters asked softly.

"You don't need to know that. You just need to know that I have the power to kill myself." Colonel Berne took out his personal wine bottle from his arms, slowly unscrewed the lid, and replied peacefully: " Tonight."

......

In Steel Castle, the originally scattered garrison troops clenched into fists again.

There is a Hundred Men Squad on the south bank and north bank each to retreat to the outskirts of the city and set up camp.

The rest of the Hundred Men Squad, led by officers at all levels, set out to clear the main roads out of the city.

The method of "dredge" is simple and direct: all the carriages and carts that block the road will be pushed forward to the Rose River.

Monta soldiers execute orders silently, efficiently and ruthlessly.

The military tradition of the Land of the Mountains sees "shouting" and "battle cries" as self-consolation for the weak and without any practical effect. Soldiers had to keep quiet in order to hear passwords and drum beats. So the first lesson the Montans learned when they were recruited into the army was silence.

In addition to the belongings that many people brought with them, the other things they brought from their homes could not help but be pushed down the river bank along with the carriage.

This rudeness immediately sparked a strong backlash, with some citizens throwing old fists at Legion soldiers in a hurry, and then being fiercely taught by the butt and hilt of their guns.

The soldiers were not good at words, but someone spoke on their behalf - freemen riders from the North City patrolled along the road, shouting tirelessly:
"Listen! Steel Castle has officially been taken over by Legion!"

"All adult males, report to the nearest sergeant and officer at once, you have been called up!"

"Women and children out of town at once! Go east! St. Paul Street and St. There is a temporary settlement on John Street!"

"Only bring what you can hold with both hands!"

"The order of the highest military commander of the garrison, only people are allowed to leave on the main road out of the city! No traffic!"

At the same time, just beside the road, a makeshift gallows was pulled up.

A still-warm corpse swayed from side to side under the gallows beam. A huge wooden board hung on the corpse. On the wooden board was a short sentence written in red to dazzling paint: [I stole]
Under the burning red sky, the fleeing people walked out of the city with tears and grief.

......

At the intersection of Flying Fish Street and Swan Lane, a double heavy-duty carrier was stopped by the road card of the fourth Hundred Men Squad.

“Untangle the horse and take what you can take with you.” The sergeant guarding Luca repeated the superior’s order: “Carriage can’t go forward.”

Driver The people ignored him and instead waved the whip.

"Lance hand!" The sergeant responded quickly, and immediately took a step back: "Let's level the lance!"

Lance like a forest forced the draw horse back, these two strong The animal neighed and raised its front hooves, not daring to take a step.

A total of five people were seated on the carriage. Facing the surrounding soldiers, the leader took off his hood, revealing a pampered face: "Call your Hundred-Men Commander."

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Hundred-Men Commander came on horseback.

"I am the Reformed Reverend Johannes." The middle-aged man at the head revealed the holy emblem on his chest: "The car is loaded with the sacred relic and books of the Elin cathedral."

The Hundred-Men Commander's voice was hoarse: "Isn't the cathedral over too?"

The priest shouted the head.

The Hundred-Men Commander glanced at the sacred relic on the carriage and the four priests: "Take what you can, the carriage can't go any further."

Pastor complexion changed, and argued loudly: "But..."

"Orders are orders. Church property has also been put under military control." Hundred-Men Commander wrinkled his nose and said, "I sent a few I'll give you a horse and carry everything to the chapel corridor."

Some of the priests exclaimed: "Don't go outside the city?"

"It's not as good as the chapel corridor outside the city. The bridge is safe, and Legion's command post is at the covered bridge."

Several priests in the car repeatedly thanked: "May the Lord bless you."

"Don't worry." Hundred -Men Commander whistled, the fence of the patted carriage: "Everyone, get out of the car! One goes to the covered bridge with something, the others take off their burqas and assemble at Swan Lane - you too have been drafted !"

The reins were cut, the wagon cover was taken off, and the horses left with sacred relic and books, and the other four priests were led to Swan Lane with three steps.

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[Rose River]
"Be careful!" The warning sound echoed on the river: "Go down!"

With shouts, a heavy four-wheeled carriage was pushed down the Rose River.

At first, only the hull of the car slowly protruded out. When the front wheel was completely suspended, the carriage suddenly fell and fell over and fell into the river with a height difference of one person.

A huge hole was smashed into the frozen river, and the carriage itself stubbornly refused to sink.

On the north shore, more than a dozen men, who were so smoked that they could not see clearly, carried wooden barrels through the crowd of refugees, ran to the shore, and threw water from the ice hole.

The men finally poured the water on themselves instead of drinking it.

Rao is that they are all wearing thick felt coats, and they are poured with ice water on a cold day, and their teeth are fighting from the cold.

After drenching all their clothes, the men fetch water again, then lift the buckets and leave.

"What is that?" a young voice asked.

The leading man turned his head to watch, just in time to catch the scene of the Legion soldier pushing the cart into the river. Taking a closer look, the dark river bank is full of floating carriages and wrecks.

Looking back at the riverside road on the north bank, although the fleeing citizens are still crowded together, after the thrombus-like carriages and horses have been removed, the river of people has begun to "flow" smoothly - even fully armed ones. Soldiers are maintaining order.

I listened carefully, and I could vaguely hear the sound of houses collapsing from the south bank. It's just not clear whether the house was burned down or someone was demolishing it.

The young voice asked in surprise: "Legion came to put out the fire?"

"humph." Another old voice was full of resentment: "Legion doesn't care about us. What! They will only go to rescue the rich people in the southern city and the northern city!"

"You bring water back." The man in the lead handed the bucket to his companions and wiped his face vigorously: "I'm going to see the garrison. My lord.”

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[Church Covered Bridge]
In the temporary command post, a few orderlies were hurriedly carrying tables and chairs, bringing the vendors to set up stalls. The table is reassembled into a large table.

Everyone else's attention was on mysterious little Captain Bern.

Under the gazes of everyone, the little Captain Bern of mysterious rolled up his sleeves, held a graphite bar, and flew his pen on the uneven tabletop.

His movements barely paused, only occasionally closing his eyes for a moment to recall, and then continuing to wave the graphite bars.

The map of Steelcastle's Old Town is thus sketched on a long makeshift table—to the road and the neighborhood.

Legion did not carry the city map of Steel Castle when he set off. Fortunately, there was a young Captain Bern who "raised up in Steel Castle since childhood and was very familiar with Steel Castle" in the command post.

A lookout posted on a water tower, continuously returning the latest fire situation.

Lieutenant Bernie was drawing while the clerk next to him placed a freshly cut wooden wedge on the map, indicating the location of the fire.

As a result, where the fire has spread can be seen at a glance.

"Southeast! Ulway Church!" A hoarse shout came from the water tower: "Fire!"

"Ulway Church." The secretary hurriedly searched on the map, But he couldn't find it no matter what, so he kept saying, "Ulway Church, where is it? Where is it?" The empty space on the edge of the long table: "Here."

tone barely fell , and the orderly brought in another table and connected it to the edge of the long table.

Lieutenant Bernie's map continued to extend outwards. After outlining the vertical and horizontal streets, he drew a circle at the place he had just pointed: "Ulway Church."

The secretary hurriedly placed the wooden wedge on it.

Several officers at the command post compared the location of Ulwe Church on the map with their memory, and there was almost no error.

On the side of the long table, Colonel Uncle Erney, who personally held the lamp for "son", suddenly smacked his lips.

Winters threw away the graphite bar, and a muffled voice came out of the helmet: "Personal hobby." : "The fire on the south bank is about to burn up the mountain."

The other officers of the command also gathered around the map all around, silently watching the clerk continue to place wooden wedges on the table.

The situation was so obvious at a glance that the officers didn't know what to say.

Most of the blocks on the south bank have been engulfed by flames. Several fiery snakes have converged to form a huge fire field like an arch, extending from the lakeside to the steep mountain forest in the south of the city. The fire field is moving towards the Rose River.

The situation is slightly better on the North Shore than on the South Bank, where fires are only present in a few blocks alone or in close proximity, and haven't been concentrated in one place -- but only slightly better.

"What do you want to think about?" Colonel Bern said sternly: "This fire can't be extinguished! Demolish all the houses around the fire! When there is nothing left to burn, the fire will disappear naturally."

While the Colonel was speaking, black soot wafted into the covered bridge with the wind, hovering on the long table.

A dozen meters away, on the street separated by two walls, the shouts of men, the quarrels of women, the cries of children, and the screams of the wounded made a murmur, and strikes were present. The nerves of all soldiers.

"Sir, we have done our best to evacuate the citizens." Some officers hesitated: "But after demolishing the house, there will definitely be people who will come to us for compensation, maybe even more. "..."

Colonel Berne called out loudly: "Secretary!"

"Yes!" The clerk who was putting the wooden wedge was shivered.

"Record!"

"Yes!"

"I alone make all decisions tonight by the Solingen Garrison." Bern The colonel's voice was calm and powerful: "When I made the following decision, I, Max Bern, was conscious, normal in thinking, fully capable of acting, and knew what responsibilities I would take - did you write it down?"

The secretary licked his quill and swallowed: "Write it down! Sir!"

"Gentlemen." Colonel Berne supported the long table and glanced at his subordinates : "I will be responsible for everything after the incident, whether to fight or kill, and it will not affect you. Tonight, you only need to think about how to save the city."

The colonel punched the On the long table, all the wooden wedges jumped up: "Or at least save the part that can be saved!"

"Colonel!" Thomas strode into the covered bridge and led a coke-like The man of the man: "You must see this gentleman."

Everyone present was hearing this, and they all turned their attention to the person who came - he was not tall, he was strong, his clothes were soaking wet, and he was dripping water when he walked. ; The left side of the face, another one, smeared all over the place, as if it had just been fished out of muddy water.

Lieutenant Colonel Thomas took the coke man to the long table: "He is the Captain of the Fire Defense Team of Steel Castle." All the members of the institute were in awe. Regardless of whether they were officers or soldiers, they took the initiative to make way for the coke man.

As much fear of fire, people admire those who dare to fight with fire. As a part-time job, firefighters have no salary to receive, but they have to fight fires as soon as possible. They are warriors of warriors, respected wherever they are.

"Mr. Ulrich and his mates have been fighting fires on the North Shore." Lieutenant Colonel Thomas coughed. "He's a real expert. The fire on the North Shore can be contained, it's all down to the fire brigade. Fight hard."

Hearing this, the others couldn't help but glance at the coke-like fire-proof Captain.

But the man named Ulrich was restrained, probably because he was surrounded by officers.

His eyes lit up when he saw the map drawn on the table. But when he saw the wooden wedges all over the map, his eyes dimmed again.

Colonel Bern narrowed his eyes and asked bluntly: "Can you understand?"

Upon hearing this, the clerk hurriedly re-adjusted the mess that had just been shaken by the colonel's hammer. Wooden wedges.

"The little piece of wood is fire?" Ulrich asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes."

"Then I can see what it means."

The map on the table is still being updated, and the clerk keeps putting it up More wooden wedges. Every small wooden wedge means the fall of a block and an important building.

“There is no time to waste.” Colonel Berne made a decisive decision: “Since you are an expert, then you will draw a line. Wherever you draw, my people will tear it down.”

The Fire Captain stared at the map: "The line has been drawn."

"Where?"

"Here."

The Fire Captain walked to the map, stretched out three fingers, and cut the old town in half along the winding Rose River.

Silence.

Silence.

Silence.

The officers present were in an uproar.

"What does this mean?" someone asked.

"That's what it means," Ulrich replied humbly: "My comrade is still waiting for me, gentlemen, please allow me to leave."

Colonel Bern stared at The back of Captain on fire: "There is no cure for the city on the south bank?"

"Instead of wasting manpower on the south bank, it is better to concentrate on the rescue of the hopeful north bank." Ulrich turned around. , weary and heavy whisper: "If you could have come earlier, if you could have come two hours earlier...an hour."

"You don't know what's going on." Lieutenant Colonel Thomas said : "We have tried our best."

"nonsense." Colonel Bern interrupted his deputy impatiently, and continued to ask the Fire Captain: "Draw a line along the river, that is to make the two sides of the river. Are all the buildings demolished?"

"Yes."

Some officers were surprised: "Sir, all the buildings along the river are workshops and workshops!"

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Those ramshackle houses in the old city were demolished and demolished. But every workshop and every waterwheel along the Rose River belongs to those who really own the city.

And the clerk continued to place wooden wedges on the table.

"The workshops that are already on fire can be demolished, but in these places, the fire line is still five or six blocks away from the river." Another officer pointed to the map and asked quickly, "We are separated by two Is it too late to demolish one block, three blocks?"

"No."

The officer who had just made the suggestion turned his head sharply: "Who is talking?"

"Me." Winters' voice overflowed the helmet and clearly entered everyone's ears: "I said no."

The officer immediately asked, "Why not?"

"Because I've been through a fire of the same size. That time we were two blocks apart, no." Winters paused for a moment, then said slowly, "In Jade City."

" Jade City?" Some of the officers present remembered.

Ulrich returned to the map table and tried his best to explain to the officers: "There is very little land in the old city, and the old houses have been built with three or four floors, and the top floor is still there. It will expand outward and take up more space. The house facing the street looks like it is separated by a road, but there is actually a wall between the top floors. When a house catches fire, it can immediately affect a large area. The fire can even walk on the roof, like The canopy of the forest is on fire..."

"Then don't waste any more time!" Colonel Berne directly made up his mind: "[The pit viper stings the hand, the strong man relieves his wrist]. If the south bank can't be protected, then only the north bank. Just follow the river, and demolish all the structures that may cause fire! Send the Hundred-Men Commanders to shrink the troops to the river bank. Let's go now!"

The officers present saluted and turned to leave.

"I have a way." Only Winters stood still: "Maybe... save a few more things."

"Say!" Colonel Berne was true.

Winters' face is hidden under an iron mask: "With fire, attack fire."

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[South City]
South City Security The line of defense set up by officials on Republic Street has in fact disintegrated.

Unprepared militias have neither the ability to manage refugees nor enough space to evacuate refugees. After several rounds of crowds, the refugees completely broke through the barricades and poured into Nancheng uncontrollably.

"How's it going?" Fuller stood behind Mrs. Baron, circling in a hurry, and kept asking, "How's it going?"

Ana looked through the crack of the window, looking at The crowd of noisy people in the distance, comforted: "Don't be afraid, Mr. Fuller."

Anna, Berrian, Fuller, and the guards who couldn't go to North City with Winters are all hiding in Covillian, the hotel foreman. 's home.

Covillian's home is a second layer townhouse. The old foreman went to Beicheng with Winters, and now there are only Covillian's wife and a pale-looking little girl at home.

Covillian's wife is a fat timid woman. Since Anna and the others stepped into the house, she took the little girl to hide in the master bedroom and never showed her face.

At the moment, the personnel distribution of the small building is as follows: five guards stay on the first floor for defense, and Bellion accompanies Anna and Fuller on the second floor.

"Can I not be afraid? Think about it, just the few of us, wouldn't we all die when we encounter a mob?" Fuller covered his heart: "Madam, when will Lord Baron come back? ?

"Mr. Fuller. "Berrian reminded: "Don't you have a gun? "

"Gun? Oh yes! gun! "Fuller hurriedly pulled the gun out of his jacket: "But I've never used it!" I don't even know how to use it! "

Berian pushed the muzzle of the gun pointed at him: "Remember, never let the muzzle of the gun point at your own people." "

"Mr. Fuller." Anna took the short gun, opened the cover of the gunpowder slot, pushed the flint crank, let the flint touch the friction wheel, and put the trigger in the ready state: "That's it. ”

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[Constitution Street]
A considerable number of residents of the old city were also evacuated in the northern urban area. Compared with the route out of the city and the route to the southern urban area, the evacuation operation in the northern urban area It should be more orderly.

On the one hand, it is because there are not many civilians fleeing to the North City, and on the other hand, because the management is strong.

And Paul Wupper finally found The job that suits him best—showing.

No matter how much others persuade him, he insists on standing at the branch in the middle of the barricades, greeting every civilian nodded who enters the North City.

But I have to say that the Lord Mayor was not afraid of the cold, and he personally sat in town - and wore a very eye-catching costume to ensure that everyone could see him, which did greatly reduce the panic among the fleeing crowd.

The sound of hooves from far