I will be crowned king

The moment he saw the other party's smiling face, Major David, whose expression changed with fright, immediately jumped forward and crouched down to hide.

"boom!"

Golden-red fireworks flashed past, and the lead bullet that nearly penetrated Major David's head grazed the left cheek of Major David, tearing a gap in his eyeballs and skin, and blood mixed with broken flesh flowed on his swollen cheek.

The severe pain that penetrated the skull cavity stimulated Major David's skull cavity. He endured the severe pain and immediately rolled to the left side the moment he threw himself.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Round after round of lead bullets clung to his body, like the footsteps of a stalker, constantly exploding with flashes of fire on the stone floor as he rolled across.

At the same time, the other five remaining Guardsmen were completely attracted by the girl's two guards; Anson, with his left hand in his pocket, held up the revolver with one hand, and walked slowly towards David under the gas lamp pole. The Major approaches.

The hook-nosed officer kept rolling back and forth, leaping forward, crawling, and dodging the lead bullets that kept chasing him. His only eyeball flickered with fear, and he did not dare to move away from the approaching figure for a moment. open.

"Click."

That was...the sound of the magazine emptying.

Is he out of bullets? !

Major David, who keenly captured the crisp sound, was shaken all over. He almost rolled up from the ground with excitement, and decisively drew his gun and shot.

Anson, who had used up all his bullets, did not pause and walked straight towards the hook-nosed officer.

"Bang! Bang!"

In the pitch-black night, there is no such thing as an "accurate shot" for a revolver twenty meters away; but for a large living person to rush across twenty meters, no matter how slow it is, it only takes a few seconds.

"clang!"

In a moment of panic, the hook-nosed officer barely used the barrel of his gun to block the bayonet that almost penetrated his body; just as he was about to pull out the dagger on his belt, Anson's fist had already rushed towards his face.

Damn it!

Major David slid back to dodge, dodging Anson's punch while holding the handle of the knife tightly with his left hand, and stabbed out at the moment he pulled it away and raised it.

Anson's face remained unchanged, as if he had guessed it a long time ago. The bayonet he thrust out fell from the gun body, and he smashed the dagger away.

This kind of dagger designed for easy portability can only be regarded as a temporary emergency auxiliary weapon. It cannot be compared with the military bayonet in terms of length and quality.

"呲鎯!"

There was a crisp sound, and dazzling sparks bloomed out of thin air between the two of them.

Major David, who was tired of parrying, had no time to attack. He kept dodging behind him as he retreated. In just tens of seconds, he almost passed by the shimmering bayonet countless times, and every time he was shocked. He successfully dodged it before it touched the vital points of his body.

The thrilling and frequent attacks almost gave him the illusion that "the other party was doing it on purpose."

Is he planning to capture me alive?

No, how is this possible? !

Major David, who had been shocked too many times in just a short moment, gritted his teeth and roared behind him:

"Anson Bach is here!"

"Help me catch him!"

Impatient shouts rang out in the streets. Four Guardsmen who were cooperating to besiege the church guards abandoned the enemy and surrounded them from the left and right sides with revolvers raised.

They worked in groups of two and kept moving at the same pace. After confirming that the hook-nosed officer was in close combat, they did not fire immediately. Instead, they drew out their daggers, one to the left and one to the right, one far and one close. When fighting, the cooperation is extremely tacit.

"clang!"

Major David, who seized the opportunity, suddenly raised his dagger with his backhand, and was able to stop Anson just before he thrust out the bayonet. When Anson stopped, he immediately noticed that the enemy on the left was rushing towards him at the same time, and on the right. The other raised his gun and aimed it at his torso.

At this moment, he was besieged by nearly five enemies from different directions at the same time!

Anson had to admit that compared with the scumbag soldiers of the First Regiment, the quality and training level of these Guards were not at the same level, let alone comparable; if the conscripted army could have three skirmishers of this level, I am afraid that Thunder Castle will be captured in less than nineteen days.

Even among the regular army, they are definitely qualified elite skirmishers.

Seeing the ferocious smile on the hook-nosed officer's face, Anson, who was calm and unhurried, rushed forward suddenly, grazing the edge to avoid the dagger from the side and rear.

At the moment when the two figures passed each other, Anson turned to the left without warning. The bayonet swung away by the hook-nosed officer slipped from the edge of the dagger and tore the throat of the Guardsman open.

The moment blood spurted out, the dazzling gun flame also lit up behind Ansen.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time as the gunfire rang out, Anson kicked the corpse towards the Guards who opened fire. At the same time, he snatched the dagger from the corpse and decisively threw it to another guy who was still hesitating to shoot.

"puff!"

A flash of cold light flashed, and the sharp blade sank into the forehead of the Guardsman. Suddenly, his body lost strength and fell to the ground together with the gun in his hand.

At this time, the Guardsman who was knocked down by the corpse finally stood up under the "cover" of his companions. The remaining two people immediately adjusted their postures at the same time, switching positions left and right.

Seizing the gap, Anson held the dagger behind his back and crashed head-on into the hook-nosed officer within three steps; a hint of panic flashed in the eyes of the grinning Major David, who instinctively continued to dodge backwards.

The moment he retreated, Anson grabbed his right hand that was holding the gun. At the same time, he suddenly dodged behind Major David and strangled his neck and arms from behind like he was hugging a lover.

"Crack!"

There was a clear cracking sound, and Major David, whose face was distorted, only had time to feel a heart-pounding pain.

His right arm was broken off!

Letting go of his broken arm, Anson took the gun from the hook-nosed officer's hand and fired three shots at the Guardsmen who were still looking panicked, emptying the magazine.

The clear sound of impact exploded on the head and torso of the Guardsman, like stepping on the drums of gun flames and his own screams, one shot between the eyebrows, one shot in the throat, and one shot in the heart.

Since fighting against certain people who "can dodge bullets out of thin air" and "cannot be killed by headshots", Anson has become much more cautious; he would rather waste ammunition than be sure to be safe.

The screaming and twitching body fell to the ground like a broken puppet, constantly smearing the smelly blood on the stone bricks of the street.

"Stop, don't move!"

The only Guardsman left among the four looked at his companions who fell to the ground one after another and the hook-nosed officer who was being held hostage in horror. He clutched the gun in his hand and pointed it at Anson:

"Let Major David go, or I'll shoot!"

Oh, so this guy is still a major?

Somewhat surprised, Anson threw away the revolver that had been drained of ammunition, put his bayonet against the hook-nosed officer's neck, and stepped closer to the Guardsman.

"Stop, I said stop!"

"Don't think that I won't shoot if you have a hostage!"

"Back off, or you try to take two more steps?!"

"Stop! Don't come any closer, or I'll really shoot!"

The frightened Guards retreated continuously. The calm Anson controlled the hook-nosed officer who was still trying to struggle. While pressing forward step by step, he had completed the final plan in his mind:

In the first step, the opponent will be unable to withstand the mental pressure and shoot after five seconds. You can seize this opportunity to let go of Major David and step forward to subdue him;

In the second step, the opponent will try to resist. You can kill him and disarm him, but it will take at least three seconds. Major David will take this opportunity to try to escape;

The third step was to seize the pistol from the opponent's hand and hit Major David's left calf, causing him to lose the ability to escape.

Very good, perfect!

Anson's face showed a confident smile.

"boom!"

At this moment, a gunshot sounded behind him; the frightened Guards soldiers stared in disbelief, their bodies swayed, and they collapsed to the ground.

Anson turned his head before he could take action. A girl panting slightly appeared behind him at some point. She snorted and looked at him coolly:

"You said you wanted to cooperate before...is that what you meant?"

Anson looked at the proud expression on her face:

"Uh... there may be a slight difference..."

"the difference?"

"No, you heard wrong." Anson looked at the still smoking revolver in her hand again, and judged the possibility of the muzzle pointing at him as quickly as possible:

"That's what I meant."