Dark Blood Age

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“Boss, there's a raid in the direction of the warehouse! ”

Andieru sat at the gate of the town warehouse and personally commanded the final battle. The guards inside had become fatigued an hour earlier, but only if they pushed harder, they would be able to break their last line of defense at 12 noon.

At this critical juncture, the crew lurking on the roof of the tallest nearby building sent a short alert through the walkie-talkie.

At a moment's pause, Andrew picked up the walkie-talkie and walked to a slightly quieter place, clinging to his mouth and ears, screaming carefully and carefully: “Who is it? Police or Marines? ”

The outposted post had been set up to guard against local police stations in the city. At first, Andorra's biggest concern was only the intervention of the police or the army, but at this point it was more concerned about reinforcements from the warehouse owner.

But where did he know that it was neither the police nor the reinforcements, but the absolute mainstay of the main force, although there were less than twenty!

“I don't know, they're riding, they're fast, our people can't stop them. God, they're accelerating again! Bullets, bullets…" The walkie-talkie's end sent a whistle shouting in horror and urgency, like seeing something incredible.

“Pass the picture around.” As Andrew walked up to a laptop, a young man with yellow hair adjusted his communication settings and the disturbing rough images were intermittently transmitted from the cameras on the roof of the outpost in the heavy rain.

In the scene, you can see a dozen sheathed horse shadows in the street. When the first person seemed to be wearing a medieval armor with a whirring bullet, he was unharmed. In the sword shadow, the men and horses arranged by Andrew in the periphery were destroyed and killed like rotten horses.

Andrew sucked in a breath of cool air, the image was really too shaky, intermittent and inconsistent, so he rushed to copy the binoculars, climbed the nearest water tower with heavy rain, stood at the top and searched in the direction of the enemy.

Less than a moment later, in the binoculars, although still blurred, you can see more clearly than the images coming from the cameras that a total of nineteen people like the medieval cavalry are marching down Long Street.

Their swords are cold, they are like demons, horses are like monsters, they ignore bullets, they ignore stops, they ram straight, they trample on vehicles that block roads, they jump the railings of Yokochen, they whistle straight in, they raise their hands and fall between them, they fly flesh and flesh, they are immortal and they are also killed or stepped on by their kinky horses.

Behind them, blood stained streets and bodies crumbled. In front of them, the men sent by Andrew fled in horror, spreading in horror, coming down several times and not even daring to fire again.

More than a dozen medieval cavalry fighters were able to beat a group of people with modern weapons to the brink, and instead of stagnating at any speed, they were speeding up again and again, like an accelerating arrow, chopping thorns, under the leadership of the armored knight.

Without any method of warfare, without any form of formation, or disrespect, all interceptions are smashed like paper with unparalleled force, and the wind and hegemony are at their peak!

The partners behind Andilu were all scared, and the group lost their voice. Only he showed a hint of excitement and shouted two words at the railings on the water tower: "Retreat now! ”

This is one sentence, and the second sentence is: "One day, I'll be just like him! ”

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Andelu and others fled and retreated quickly. Chu Yunsheng entered the warehouse with Butni, and the seventeen-blooded cavalry pursued the remnants of the mob.

From Warehouse 59 in the suburbs, chased all the way to the main city, Andrew and others in their cars, they could not run 17 horrible horses, countless deaths and injuries, until finally met only a small team of explosion-proof policemen, seventeen demonic cavalry seemed to return with some hesitation, Andelu and others dare to stop counting the number of people, more than 300 people left, in the last half hour, less than thirty killed!

Along the way, many other organized thugs and piecemeal fishermen saw the scene, as did the police, who were terrified and overwhelmed by the sudden emergence of the fierce medieval cavalry of the group.

Especially as they retreated, one of the cavalry threw the head of a thug in front of his horseshoe and threw a sentence at the surrounding crowd, even the police: "My king commanded that the murderers be cut off, the looters be cut off, the rioters all be cut off! ”

Then he turned away, and vanished into a cloud of rain, leaving nothing but a crowd of people in opposition to each other.

More people are strange, the medieval costume book is amazing, suddenly another king, more mysterious and weird, is it really going to be a mess, overnight return to the medieval century?

Andrew sat on the roof of the steep rain point, looking in the direction of the retreat of the seventeen cavalry members, and together with his partners, he gathered the handicapped team members, but he was not as upset as his partner, but more excited. For him, the more chaotic the times, the better, the more people now dare to claim the king, indicating that the previous idea was right, the road was right, only a small setback was encountered!

He stood on the roof of the car and inspired the partners: "Don't be discouraged like a bitch, cheer up! We're alive, aren't we? We have to do something alive. Our own warehouse is still here. The foundation is still there. It's no big deal! Besides, it's not all bad, at least we see more power, and one day we'll be as powerful as they are! Girls, our time has come! ”

It has to be said that the bloody massacre was more deterrent than the explosion-proof police when the seventeen-blooded Long Street pursued, stained with human blood. That afternoon, the rioting downtown sharply eased by three or four points, especially after the news spread, other honest citizens poured around warehouse 59, which the mob would never dare approach for fear of being looted again.

It's just a pity that the owner of the warehouse always refuses to meet with the people's representatives, even government officials send people to invite them back.

Thus, among the citizens of Kelvin, the mysterious king became more mysterious, rumours broke out and riots subsided again, waiting until the next day, when the Government, which had been trying to contain the riots with all its might, finally bulldozed the situation throughout the city.

The flood is in sight. As mayor's representative, Drew. George, you must meet the mysterious king today, his predecessor ate a closed-door spoon in front of the warehouse door, tried to barge in and almost got his head chopped off by a knight who flushed out, so the mayor immediately replaced him with something more gentle in his image.

But he said all the good words, still ate the door spoon, the warehouse door closed, except for three or four knights to patrol back and forth, can't see half the person.

Sitting in a black car, Zales waited patiently, waiting for the night to arrive, before coming out of the warehouse a very beautiful woman with a gloomy face, but unable to conceal her angelic appearance.

Just a glance at her, Zolls felt confident that she might fall in love with this beautiful woman. Of course, he would never say that he could fall in love with any beautiful woman at any time, mainly because of his emotional abundance.

“Beautiful lady, my name is Drews, and it's an honor to meet you, Mayor Cohen's representative.” Zales got out of the car immediately and followed him up with an umbrella, and he reached out and politely greeted him.

Asher stood in the rain of Shawther with an umbrella, the water spot splashed her blue jeans, her shoulder seemed injured, although she changed clothes, there was still blood soaking out of her white clothes, her pale face appeared more tender and weak at the moment, the cold wind came with the rain water, not cold, she trembled, as if it would fall at any time, without saving personnel.

Chelsea scolded the king who didn't know how to pity Xiangxiaoyu. Everyone was seriously hurt like this. She even let her rain come out to meet herself. Did you know that dirty rain on the wound would inflame and then fever?

In times of flooding, fever and lack of medicine is a fatal thing!

Asher did not shake his hand, but said weakly, "Go back, my king will not see you. ”

“Why?” Drews deliberately gave a strange look, surprised: “The flood is coming soon, we can organize people to help you retreat together, can't there be a good model of cooperation or start? ”

Asher seemed really badly hurt, frowned painfully, and said reluctantly: "My king has asked me to tell you that the door to the new world is about to open, if you mayors want to do something, get ready for the new world, whether there is a flood or not, it won't be long. ”

Zulus was very reluctant for this beautiful lady to say “I the King”, the city did not recognize any king, had always characterized her as the leader of a vintage organization, and such a beautiful woman bowed to the feet of a king who rudely knew only to kill, making him feel even more sorry for himself.

But he's an adaptive man, he doesn't get tangled up at the end of the branch, and when he hears that Asher can't flip his head, he's surprised, not pretending this time, it's really surprised--

Why isn't the flood over yet? What is the New World?

He wanted to ask for more details. Asher had returned to the warehouse with an umbrella and the knight had slammed the door shut, leaving him no chance.

After a moment of reflection, he decided to report back to the mayor immediately, and he was not needed to decide how to do it, whether it was true or false.

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Chu Yunsheng sat in the warehouse, put down the cable phone, through the easy communication, learned that the fleet was blocked in Phoenix, it would not arrive at all for a moment, at least three more days, and the original prepared fleet, due to the flooding, could not leave the warehouse full of supplies.

In other words, if they want to take this shipment away, they'll be stuck here, inclined.

At this point, I think of the advantages of the material character, no matter how many things, one character, all of them are stored in it, there is never any need to worry about this kind of thing.

The seventeen blood riders who chased the mob also returned, Chu Yunsheng did not ask the results. At this moment, the situation is extremely critical, let alone the mob leader of a district, Noriko, who has no time to worry, has been rushing to contact the guardian, he needs to know the cause of the storm and flood.

But the guardian was never connected, as if he had vanished into silence.

After another three days of waiting in Kelvin City, Phoenix's phone calls came up again and again, and it was finally certain that everything could be done to reach them. There were too many and more refugees on the west coast. Their fleet was struggling. Before Phoenix, they had been completely surrounded. They had to detour into the Great Flood Peak, take great risks, and kill many people before they could rush to a speedboat, which should be able to reach Kelvin City that night.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Hung Feng approached Kelvin City for less than 100 kilometers. Chu Yun Sheng immediately decided to abandon all materials from Warehouse 59 and retreated to the third position in a speedboat.

Before he leaves, there are two things he must resolve immediately.

First, he had agreed to Butni's request to distribute the goods stored in warehouse 59 that could no longer be transported to the citizens of her hometown, but not in his name. After the space corridor was proved to exist, he reached a tacit agreement with the guardian again. As an important part of the deal between the false spirit and the new guardian, he knew that his “character” would rob the Sixth Century, so let it go. He could not rob the Seventh Century anymore.

The whole bloodline had to withdraw with him immediately. The good thing about doing a good deed was to cheap the local government. But when Chu Yunsheng accidentally found out that city officials, in organizing the escape from Hung Xi, in all kinds of material deployment and security protection, white people and a small number of black people in the city were the center of absolute priority. They had the absolute priority, while excluding all other races, including Asian people, and leaving them to die. Although in such an approach, in times of turmoil and even extermination, it would be inevitable to prioritize the protection of the native inhabitants of the country with limited resources, Chu Yunsheng was not American, thus rejecting the original plan to take over Warehouse 59 by the city government.

Chris, who wandered from a low-lying area, with the help and tactics of the elites, thickened his face and with the relationship of “knowing” Chuyun and others, came many times to plead, thought that there was little hope, but was extremely fortunate to be hit by a large pie falling from the sky, defeated the city government and obtained the power to take over Warehouse 59, and directly fulfilled his promise to inspire morale in the most difficult times in the low-lying area, “to reach Calvin City, there must be food”, when the popularity grew, the modifiers - the street lighters were praised by the believers.

After he leaves, who's going to take over Warehouse 59? It's no big deal. The real big deal is the second one. Ashley's dying!

^ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)