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"Boss, someone is attacking in the direction of the warehouse!"
Andrew was sitting at the side door of the warehouse, personally commanding the last battle. The guards inside were already tired an hour ago. As long as they worked harder, they would be able to break through their last line of defense before noon.
At the critical moment, a team member lurking on the roof of the tallest building nearby urgently sent a short alarm through the walkie-talkie.
Andrew was shocked. He picked up the walkie-talkie, walked to a slightly quieter place, and asked cautiously and carefully, "Who is it? Police, or Marines? "
The sentry post was originally set up to guard against the local police station in the urban area. At first, Andrew was most worried about the intervention of the police or the army, but now, he was more worried about the reinforcements from the warehouse owner.
But he didn't know that it was neither the police nor the reinforcements, but the absolute main force of the main force, although there were less than 20 people!
"I don't know, they are riding horses, and they are very fast. Our people can't stop them at all. Oh my god, they are accelerating again! Bullets, bullets … "The sentry's horrified and urgent cry came from the other end of the walkie-talkie, as if he had seen something incredible.
"Send me the video." Andrew walked to a laptop computer, and a yellow-haired young man adjusted the communication settings. The rough video of shaking in the heavy rain was intermittently transmitted from the camera on the roof of the sentry post.
In the video, more than a dozen horse shadows could be vaguely seen galloping through the rain in the street. The person in the front seemed to be wearing a medieval armor, and he was unscathed under the whistling bullets. In the flashes of swords, the people arranged by Andrew on the periphery were easily killed.
Andrew took a deep breath. The video was too shaky and intermittent, so he couldn't see clearly. He hurriedly picked up the binoculars, climbed up the nearest water tower in the heavy rain, stood at the top, and searched in the direction of the enemy's attack.
In less than a moment, in the binoculars, although it was still blurry, it was much clearer than the picture from the camera. A total of 19 people, who looked like medieval cavalry, were galloping on the long street.
Their swords were like cold glints, their people were like demons, and their horses were like monsters. They ignored bullets and obstacles as they charged forward. They trampled over the vehicles that blocked the road, leaped over the railings, and charged straight in. Between the rise and fall of their swords, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Even if they did not die, they would be crushed or trampled to death by the unbelievably abnormal war horses they rode on.
Behind them, the long street was stained with blood, and the corpses were scattered everywhere. In front of them, the people sent by Andrew were fleeing in groups in panic. After a few times, they didn't even dare to shoot anymore.
More than a dozen medieval cavalrymen had actually defeated a group of people armed with modern weapons. Moreover, not only did they not slow down in the slightest, but under the leadership of the armored cavalryman, they sped up again and again. They were like a sharp arrow that kept on accelerating, cutting through the thorns and advancing forward with an indomitable will.
There was no battle technique, no formation, or perhaps it could be said that he was disdainful. He only relied on his unparalleled strength to smash through all obstacles as if they were pieces of paper. He was mighty and domineering to the extreme!
The partners behind Andrew were all terrified, and they collectively lost their voice. Only he showed a trace of excitement. He patted the railings on the water tower and said loudly, "Retreat immediately!"
This was the first sentence, and the second sentence was: "One day, I will be like him!"
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Andrew and others quickly retreated as if they were running for their lives. Chu Yunsheng took Buterne into the warehouse, and the seventeen blood cavalry chased after the remaining thugs.
From the No. 59 warehouse in the suburbs, they chased all the way to the main city area. Even though Andrew and others were driving cars, they still couldn't outrun the seventeen terrifying war horses. There were countless casualties. When they finally encountered a small group of riot police, the seventeen devil-like cavalry seemed to have some scruples and retreated. Only then did Andrew and others dare to stop and count the number of people. The remaining more than three hundred people were killed in the last half an hour, and only less than thirty people were left!
Along the way, many other organized thugs and random people who wanted to fish in troubled waters had seen this scene. The police had also seen it. They were terrified by the sudden appearance of the ferocious medieval cavalry and did not know what to do.
Especially when they retreated, one of the cavalrymen threw a thug's head in front of the horse's hooves and said to the surrounding crowd and even the police, "My king has ordered that those who kill will be beheaded, those who loot will be beheaded, and those who cause riots will be beheaded!"
Then he rode away, disappearing into the heavy rain in the blink of an eye, leaving only the crowd looking at each other in confusion.
More people were confused. The medieval attire was already surprising, and suddenly a king appeared. It was even more mysterious and strange. Was the world really going to fall into chaos and return to the Middle Ages overnight?
Andrew sat on the roof of the car, looking at the direction where the seventeen cavalry retreated. He and his partners were gathering the remaining members, but he was not as dejected as his partners. Instead, he was even more excited. For him, the more chaotic the era was, the better. Now that someone dared to call himself a king, it meant that his previous idea was right, and the path was right. It was just a small setback!
He stood on the roof of the car and encouraged his partners, "Don't be dejected like a bitch, cheer up! We are still alive, aren't we? If we are alive, we have to do something. Our own warehouse is still there, and our foundation is still there. It's not a big deal! Besides, this matter is not all bad. At least, it shows us a more powerful force. One day, we will be as powerful as them! Girls, our time has come! "
It had to be said that the Seventeen Blood Cavalry's bloody massacre was more deterrent than the riot police. That afternoon, the riot in the city was reduced by thirty to forty percent. Especially after the news spread, the other well-behaved citizens were afraid of being robbed again, so they flocked to the area around Warehouse 59, which the thugs didn't dare to approach.
It was a pity that the owner of the warehouse refused to meet with the people's representatives. Even the government officials who sent people to invite them were all rejected.
Therefore, among the citizens of Kelvin, this mysterious king became even more mysterious. Various rumors spread, and the riot weakened again. The next day, the government, who had been trying to control the riot, finally controlled the situation in the city.
The flood was right in front of them. As the representative of the mayor, Dros George must see the mysterious king today. His predecessor was rejected in front of the warehouse door. He wanted to force his way in, but he was almost beheaded by a knight who rushed out. Therefore, the mayor immediately replaced him with a more gentle image to negotiate.
But he was still rejected. The door of the warehouse was closed. Except for three or four knights patrolling back and forth, no one could be seen.
Sitting in the black car, Dolos waited patiently until night came. An extremely beautiful woman came out of the warehouse. Her face was very haggard, but it couldn't hide her angelic appearance.
Just by looking at her, Drolth felt that he might fall in love with the beautiful woman. He was sure of it. Of course, he would never say that it was mainly because his feelings were overflowing, and he could fall in love with any beautiful woman at any time.
"Beautiful lady, my name is Dolos, the representative of Mayor Cohen. It's an honor to meet you." Dolos immediately got out of the car, and his entourage held up an umbrella. He reached out his hand and greeted politely.
Ashe stood in the bleak rain with an umbrella. The water splashed on her blue jeans. Her shoulder seemed to be injured. Although she had changed her clothes, there was still blood soaking through her white clothes. Her haggard and pale face made her look weak and weak at the moment. The cool wind blew over with the rain. It wasn't cold, but she shivered as if she would fall unconscious at any time.
Dolos secretly cursed the king for not knowing how to be tender to the fairer sex. She was seriously injured like this, and he still let her come out in the rain to meet him. Didn't he know that the wound would be inflamed and then have a fever?
In the flood season, a fever and lack of medicine would be fatal!
Ashe didn't shake hands with him. She just said weakly, "You guys go back. My king will not see you."
"Why?" Dolos deliberately showed a strange expression and said in surprise, "The flood is coming soon. We can organize people to help you retreat together. Can't we have a good cooperation model or start?"
Ashe seemed to be really seriously injured. She frowned in pain and said reluctantly, "My king asked me to tell you that the gate of the new world is about to open. If your mayor wants to do something, hurry up and prepare for the new world. Whether there is a flood or not, we can't stay here for long."
Dolos was very disgusted with this beautiful lady who always said "my king". The municipal government did not recognize any king. It had always been determined that she was the leader of a retro organization. Moreover, he felt it was a pity that such a beautiful woman surrendered to a rude king who only knew how to kill.
But he was a flexible person, and he would not get entangled in the details. When he heard Ashe's confused words, he was very surprised. This time he was not pretending, but he was really surprised.
Why is the flood not over yet? What is the new world?
He wanted to ask for more details, but Ashe had already returned to the warehouse with an umbrella and fiercely closed the door, leaving him no chance.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to go back and report to the mayor immediately. Whether it was true or not, he didn't need to decide what to do.
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Chu Yunsheng sat in the warehouse and put down the telephone. Through the communication that was finally connected, he learned that the fleet was blocked in Phoenix City. They would not be able to arrive in a short time. They would need to wait at least three more days. And the originally prepared fleet also could not transport the materials in the warehouse because of the flood.
In other words, if they still wanted to take this batch of materials away, they would be trapped here.
At this time, he thought of the advantage of the storage talisman. No matter how many things there were, one talisman could store them all. He never needed to worry about this kind of thing.
The seventeen bloody riders who were chasing the thugs also came back. Chu Yunsheng did not ask about the result. At this moment, the situation was extremely critical. Let alone a thug leader, he didn't even have time to pay attention to the leader. He had been urgently contacting the guardian. He needed to know the cause of the rainstorm and flood.
But the guardian couldn't be contacted. It was as if he had disappeared.
After waiting in Kelvin City for another three days, the phone calls from Phoenix City came again and again. Finally, it was confirmed that they really couldn't make it in time. There were too many refugees flocking to the west coastline, and there were more and more. Their fleet was struggling to move forward. Before they could pass Phoenix City, they had been completely surrounded. They could only take a detour and enter the flood peak. Taking great risks and killing many people, they finally managed to get a speedboat. They should be able to reach Kelvin City that night.
In the early morning of the fourth day, the flood peak was less than 100 kilometers away from Kelvin City. Chu Yunsheng made a prompt decision to abandon all the materials in the No. 59 warehouse and retreat to the third stronghold by speedboat.
Before leaving, there were two things that he must solve immediately.
First, he had agreed to Buterne's request to distribute the materials stored in the No. 59 warehouse that could not be transported to the citizens of her hometown, but not in his name. After the existence of the space channel was confirmed, he reached a tacit understanding with the guardian again. As an important part of the deal between the fake spirit and the new guardian, he knew in his heart that he, as a "supporting character", had stolen the limelight of the sixth era's leader, but he couldn't steal the limelight of the seventh era's leader.
All the vampires also had to retreat with him immediately. Originally, this good deed of doing a good deed and accumulating a good reputation would benefit the local government, but when Chu Yunsheng accidentally discovered that the municipal government officials were organizing to escape from the flood, in terms of the allocation of various materials and safety protection, all the white people and a small number of black people in the city were the center. They had absolute priority, and all other races, including Asians, were excluded. Although this approach was understandable in times of crisis or even extinction, Chu Yunsheng was not an American, so he rejected the original plan of letting the municipal government take over the No. 59 warehouse.
Chris, who staggered from the low-lying area, with the help and advice of a group of elites, shamelessly came to plead with Chu Yunsheng and the others many times. Originally, he thought that there was no hope, but he was extremely lucky to be hit by a big pie that fell from the sky. He defeated the municipal government and got the right to take over the No. 59 warehouse, which directly fulfilled the promise he used to boost morale at the most difficult time in the low-lying area, "when we arrive at Kelvin City, there will definitely be food". His popularity immediately soared, and the modifier, "the street lamp", was added in front of it.
After he left, who would take over the No. 59 warehouse was not a big deal. The real big deal was the second one, Ashe was going to die!
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