I Will Be The Crowned King

Just as the guard officer and his adjutant stared in disbelief at the figure that they thought was an illusion, the gray tide pouring in from the door smashed by artillery had surrounded them on three sides.

The cluttered footsteps and the slightly chaotic formations seemed insignificant under the cover of numbers; when the Guards found themselves with at least three rifles pointed at their heads, it was too late to laugh at the new recruits. they are.

There was no resistance, let alone any resistance; the guards, who had not received an order and had no idea what was going on, were stunned, unable to imagine that there was an army in the capital that would point their guns at them, or even Many people thought it was reinforcements.

Of course, not everyone thinks that way.

"What are you doing?!"

The guard officer roared angrily, stepped forward with a few soldiers pointed at him with guns, no fear in his eyes, and walked towards a slender figure dressed most like an officer in a sea of ​​gray:

"What does this mean?! The security forces of the dignified order church, with the thugs who occupied the factory and destroyed production, turned their guns on the loyal guards of the royal family - is this what the church means, ready to break the saint's fourth calendar The seventeenth year public order meeting proposal, declare war on the kingdom?!"

"Feel sorry."

Feeling the flying spittle star, the female judge Sera interrupted the guard officer who was still talking: "May I ask who you are..."

"Shut up! Lieutenant, you are not qualified to negotiate with me!" The guard officer interrupted her unceremoniously:

"I'm Major Sander Ross, let the head of the Storm Corps come and see me!"

"Major Sandroth, I urge you to calm down."

The expressionless Sera raised **** of his right hand at the furious major: "Before answering your question, I want to tell you two facts."

"First, this incident involves the Old Gods, so the Order Church's security forces have the right to be responsible."

"Second..." She slowly put away her index finger: "Whether you accept the first point or not, you have to accept it. This is also the power granted to the Church of Order by the second public order meeting."

Staring at the **** raised by the female judge, the major's expression was extremely ugly. As a guard officer, he had never been insulted like this before.

"Well, even if you really have the right to deal with this matter." The black-faced major raised his hand and aimed his saber at the rifle beside him:

"Then what's going on here, who gave you the power to point your gun at me and the Guards?!"

"Also! Who gave you the power to use cannons in the urban area of ​​the capital - and the muzzles are not aimed at the thugs, but at the loyal guards!"

"Do you know how badly this will affect the city of Clovis? Do you know how badly this will damage the relationship between the kingdom and the church, and how many incalculable consequences will develop? !"

The ferocious major cursed with spittle, but Sera Virgil, who was standing in front of him, seemed to be completely unable to hear his voice, and looked at him with some kind of "sympathy" on his face. he.

"Call your commander out now, I'm going to confront him and make him pay for his actions!"

"I'm going to complain to the Army, the Privy Council, and the Church of Order about his brutal behavior, and let the Army deprive him of his allowance! Let him... Hey, did you hear me?!"

Looking at the major who was still roaring furiously, Serra Virgil suddenly sighed and stepped aside.

The stunned major snorted coldly, thinking that the other party finally knew he was afraid.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a petite figure, holding a rifle taller than herself, and pounced on him with big cute eyes.

"Boom!"

Lisa, who was holding the rifle backwards, half-bowed her body, dragged the afterimage and slammed forward, and the **** of the gun slammed into Major Sander Rose's lower abdomen.

Because she is too small, Lisa is still not using the Leopold rifle of the Storm Corps standard, but the Borne purchased by Ludwig at a high price during the Battle of Thunder Castle - specially designed for the nobles who love hunting, Not only does it have the advantages of low recoil and straight ballistics, but the gun body is also imported natural oak.

And taking into account the comfort of holding the gun, a metal bottom bracket was designed at the end of the buttstock very intimately...

The major's eyes bulged out of surprise, and his instantly stiff body even had the illusion that his feet were floating in the air.

The afterimage of the petite body jumped up, and the backhand was another gun butt, hitting the major's face with prominent eyes.

"puff!"

Foaming blood with a few teeth spewed out of his mouth.

"Bang!"

The confused major fell to the ground on a ninety-degree turn like a swinging pendulum.

The little girl with big eyes still showed no sign of letting him go, and threw herself straight on the screaming major, her cute little feet in large military boots raised high, and stomped straight on the chest of his exquisite military dress.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of breaking carrots echoed in everyone's ears.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!"

Lisa's blushing face let out a crisp and sweet roar, her two little hands raised the rifle high, and the iron-clad **** cut a beautiful semicircle in the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

In front of the dead silent factory gate, all the soldiers of the Guards and the Storm Corps froze in place, looking at the scene in front of them with extremely strange eyes:

As a young and promising middle-ranking officer in the Guards, Major Sander Ross was able to climb to the current position not only because of his family advantage, but also because of the strength of his bloodline.

And now, this young and promising officer, a talent who has awakened the power of blood, a guard with rich fighting experience... was beaten to the ground by a little girl who looked at most ten years old? !

Because the scene in front of me is so shocking that two minutes have passed, from the storm regiment to the guards, not even a single person thought to stop her!

They just watched Lisa waving the rifle in her hand and smashing it at the bloodied guard officer on the ground; once, twice, three times...

Two minutes passed, three minutes passed... Lisa, panting, picked up her rifle and snapped! ', and stabbed the bullet into the major's mouth.

"What are you going to do to Anson?! Say it!"

Lisa, who pursed her lips, shrewdly opened the bolt, filled the cardboard bullet into the magazine, locked the bolt, and squeezed the trigger with her fingers.

"Don't say I'll kill you!"

"Mmmmm...ummmmmmm...ummmmm!!"

The blood-stained major opened his eyes desperately, looked at the female judge with begging eyes, and hesitated desperately.

"Miss Lisa Bach, get the gun out of his mouth."

Stepping forward slowly, Serra looked coldly at the guard officer on the ground who was already miserable: "Our Major Sander Rose has understood his mistake, and he will never dare to be an enemy of Lieutenant Colonel Anson Bach again. ."

"Really?!"

Faced with the girl's questioning, the bloodied guard officer nodded desperately.

At the moment when his mouth was covered with a gun, he did indeed feel unparalleled terror from the little girl in front of him; as if the one standing in front of him was not some innocent girl, but something more terrifying and more terrifying. A thousand times evil, ten thousand times existence!

That kind of terror made him a talented person, and even forgot to resist... No, it wasn't that he forgot to resist, but he was so scared that his hands and feet were cold, and his body didn't obey at all.

"And you." The female judge suddenly turned around and looked at the soldiers of the Guards surrounded by the storm group:

"You didn't see anything, didn't hear anything today, leave quietly, and leave the matter to the Storm Corps to deal with - if anyone asks, just say..." Sera suddenly stopped, with a cold face Suddenly a smile appeared:

"No, you won't say anything."

The words fell, and the soldiers of the Storm Regiment, who were aiming their guns, took a half step forward in tacit understanding.

So the Guards chose to cooperate decisively and rationally.

"Guardians—Assemble!"

The bloodied officer of the Guards was carried on his shoulders by his adjutant and another soldier, and the remaining soldiers, armed with rifles and wounded, rearranged their ranks as if nothing had happened, and sent them from the storm. Open the road with a head held high and stride forward.

As the Guards left, more Storm Troopers streamed in from the gaps in the barricades that had been smashed by artillery; they quickly unfolded according to the division of tasks among the companies.

Although the Storm Regiment itself is a new and unrenewable army, it benefits from having a sufficient number of veteran lieutenants and graduates of the Royal Army Academy to serve as junior officers; without the leadership of the Supreme Commander, it can still follow past experience and textbooks. With the experience of being an intern, using shouts and batons to get the soldiers to do their jobs.

As it turns out, they did a decent job.

Four companies of line infantry, two companies of skirmishers, one company of grenadiers... More than 800 "quasi-recruits" who had just completed less than half of their training, took only three times as long as the Guards. All entrances and exits of the factory were blocked, streets and cards were controlled, and the siege of the factory was completed.

Almost at the same time as the storm group was operating, the rioting workers in the factory also began to riot; at first, there were very fierce shouts from behind the gate, as if the people inside were arguing about something.

But soon, as more and more troops appeared outside the factory, the quarrel began to subside, turning into panicked screams and chaotic cries.

When the storm group of more than 1,000 people completely completed the siege of the factory, the entire factory fell into a strange dead silence, and there was no sound.

Under the sky shrouded in dark clouds, the flags of the workers' resistance were thrown into the ruins of the barricades, and the original position was replaced by the unicorn flag symbolizing the Clovis royal family.

"I said, wouldn't this be too much?"

Cole Second Inquisitor Skirmisher Captain Dorian pushed aside the line privates in the front row and stepped forward, followed by the Deputy Captain of the Artillery Company and four three-pounders.

"To a bunch of incompetent and arrogant idiots? That's just right."

The expressionless Sera glanced at Lisa who was still stomping anxiously beside her, and said softly:

"The lovely sister is worried about her brother's safety, and bravely stood up to defeat the bad guys who wanted to hurt her family - this is an act of justice that even the Ring of Order will bless."

Cole rolled his eyes.

"What should I do next?" He couldn't help but said, "Anson Bach is still in the factory, do you want to find a way to rescue him first?"

"All the entrances and exits of the factory are blocked by workers, how are you going to go in and save him?" The indifferent "Adjutant of Internal Affairs" Sera sneered.

"Okay, then let's wait for him to escape with Viscount Bogner?"

"No, we're running out of time." Lawrence Bernat, the "artillery company commander" on the side, said in a hoarse voice:

"It took a lot of time to move the artillery, and now the news that Viscount Bogner was besieged by the factory has begun to spread in the inner city; tomorrow, there will be a round of voting in the Privy Council. If the problem cannot be properly resolved as soon as possible, it will cause a lot of damage to the "Public Administration Act". Impact."

"So what should we do?" Cole twitched the corners of his mouth:

"Ansen Bach is not here, who of you knows how to command the army?"

The three "fake officers" fell into silence at the same time, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"I said, what are you doing?!"

Just when the three of them were at a loss, an extremely anxious voice suddenly rescued them; Lisa, who was jumping in a hurry, shouted at them with a blood-stained Borny rifle:

"The army is assembled, Anson is behind the door, what are you waiting for?!"

"I, we..."

Just as the three of them looked at each other, Lisa, who was stomping her feet in a hurry, rushed directly to the front of the line of infantry, with a loud "Bang!", and fired a shot into the sky.

"The whole army is ready - Lisa is the captain of the guards of Captain Anson Bach, Liza Bach! Now the captain is trapped in that fortress, you must follow Lisa to rescue him!"

"The first, second, and third line of infantry companies are in position in four columns, ready to charge the gate of the fortress!"

"The 5th and 6th Skirmisher Company, spread out in front of the line infantry column to the left and right, squat and shoot slowly, and alternately cover the attack!"

"The artillery company was in place immediately, filled with solid bullets, fired quickly in one minute, destroyed the main entrance of the fortress, and quickly replaced the shrapnel to cover the charge!"

"Grenadier company, 4th line of infantry company in reserve! Now all - bayonet!"

Under the stares of frightened eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stared at everyone, Lisa imitated the appearance of a certain adjutant giving orders, and screamed at the crowd.

As her screams echoed around the factory, the Storm Corps immediately began to move; the pitch-black gun barrels were quickly aimed in the direction of the gate, and the reloading was completed in just fifteen seconds.

"The artillery is ready-"

Looking at the little girl standing in front of the cannon, calmly raising her rifle, Cole Dorian with a strange expression suddenly came to the side of the female judge and whispered in a low voice:

"I said, about Anson Bach, this inexplicable 'sister', did you find anything when she was packing Major Sander Ross..."

"no."

Serra said coldly, slightly lowered the brim of her hat to cover her eyes:

"At least...not yet."

"Fire--!"