The first person to enter through the second-story window is actually a decoy. This skilled rogue wants to attract the enemy's attention so that teammates who suddenly pass through the wall can give the enemy a huge surprise.

This is the most dangerous job. Although his teammates can get a lot of tactical surprise, he still has to face the enemy's instinctive and violent counterattack.

Although each time he served in such a raid, he received a hundred talers, except for a few thrill-seekers, even the most confident rogues in their skills did not completely volunteer for this role, and those who were interested in such excitement did not fully volunteer for this role.

People who are obsessed with feelings die quickly.

Therefore, in most cases, the dual incentives of military law and heavy rewards are indispensable.

Although breaking in through the second-floor window itself is somewhat tactically sudden, the defenders obviously have a high density here, and it is impossible not to have thought of this attack method.

So after breaking through the window, the wanderer immediately rolled over with force. This moment was a matter of life and death. If the reaction was slow, he would be sieved.

However, the expected swift and violent blow did not come as expected. When the wanderer's feet landed again, not even a single magic missile or bow and arrow landed beside him.

"Is it possible that the enemy is so exhausted from being besieged that he can't think clearly? He really didn't think that the second floor would be attacked? Or is his manpower so exhausted that he can't even send out the minimum number of security personnel?" This thought was in the wanderer's mind.

Just a fleeting moment.

Because he was also a man who had experienced hundreds of battles, he immediately realized the problem. Not only were there no magic missiles or bows, but there was not even a single person in his sight.

This is absolutely impossible. There should be at least a few wounded people who were evacuated from the first floor.

Not only was there no one, the entire second floor was peaceful. Although the defenders had not shot the attackers through the second floor just now because the shooting range of the internal building was poor and the windows were not designed for combat, the tranquility was obvious.

This is unreasonable. After all, the attacker had just thrown arrows and incendiary bombs at the second floor.

In order to climb just now, he had no weapons in his hands, but during the rollover, he had already held the weapons at his waist.

Holding the weapon, he took stock of the situation in front of him again. It was still so calm. So weird.

What made him even more uneasy was that there was no sound coming from downstairs, where the main assault team led by Lao Tan Shuer should have been fighting fiercely with the defenders.

The instinct for the battlefield told this wanderer that hesitation and hesitation at this time would inevitably lead to crisis or even death. He no longer hesitated, rolled back and jumped towards another window behind him. The height of the second floor was not a problem for him at all.

Anyway, he has already come in. In any case, it has already played a containment role.

The moment he took off, he realized something was wrong. It seemed from the outside that the distance between the windows shouldn't be so close!

However, the momentum of the jump was irreversible, and the wanderer felt a sharp pain in his chest.

This "window" suddenly became no longer flat, and a sharp protrusion had penetrated into his body.

Another commando team passed through the gap between the shadow world and the material world created by Lao Tanshur, and entered the Orsini chapel from an unexpected position.

But they also saw an unexpected scene. There were no resisters on the first floor of the entire chapel.

The fierce and gorgeous magic aura and the dense rain of weapons no longer existed. But the peaceful scene seen by the wanderer who died on the second floor was different. The traces left by those magics and weapons were still there. Lao Tanshu

Er and his men could see traces of what was obviously a recent magical bombing, as well as some broken weapons.

The enemy obviously saw the appearance of the French elite troops, so they abandoned the first floor and retreated to the second floor.

This shrewd choice killed the subordinate who broke in from the second floor, and made the magic that Old Tan Shure cast to tear the gap in the plane completely wasted.

The enemy's correct and timely response made Lao Tan Shuer hesitate for a moment whether to attack up the only staircase. Just now, he felt that there was an enemy with very high illusion magic. It should be an old opponent he had not seen for many years.

here.

There are very few people who can recognize him at a glance and know his combat characteristics, because it is really difficult to escape from him.

But Misrilla more than once escaped the pursuit of Laotansur in the Pyrenees.

‘Perhaps it would be safer to mobilize more archers to use rocket volleys?’ This thought flashed through Lao Tan Shuer’s mind.

Why should you always be a rational and perfect person? There is nothing wrong with not following the rules every once in a while.

What's more, Lao Tanshur also needs to show the great power of the Kingdom of France in front of his Roman allies. During this trip to Rome, he clearly felt that the Italians no longer fear or respect his motherland as they did in the past.

The successive defeats by the Habsburg family have greatly damaged the majesty of the great French Kingdom.

If Sazastan was in front of him, Laotan Shuer might be more cautious in order to win, but now he decided to attack directly.

Maybe directly attacking Misrilla is still not the best choice. However, it is still possible to deal with her Laotan Shu'er. Misrilla's skills are not inferior to Sazastan, but her fighting will is not enough.

Always inclined to run away and avoid, Lao Tanshuer is confident that he can handle her more than enough.

Lao Tanshur finally raised his arm quickly and then waved it down. Seeing his ordered subordinates, they attacked upwards along the stairs without hesitation.

Although the enemy who had taken up a defensive position might fire back fiercely, these soldiers obeyed the order without hesitation.

Lao Tanshur has such an elite bodyguard, no wonder he is so confident.

These French people swarmed in. The key to conquering this kind of position was not to be blocked and to quickly invest overwhelming force.

Lao Tan Shuer, who was in the middle and back of the team, entered the second floor within half a minute after being the first pioneer to rush to the second floor.

Although he is not as old as Sazastan, he possesses much sharper skills than the red-robed old mage, and is not far behind a few rogues.

Jumping to the second floor, Lao Tanshur saw a completely different scene from the dead wanderer.

"Haha, Misrilla, long time no see." He said hello to where others thought a big bed was. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at Qidian.
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