White smoke continued to emit from the tail of the grenade, making a hissing sound as the fuse burned.
Although her brain was shaken by the gunfire just now and she was still dizzy until this moment, Ilerda still saw the grenade at her feet at the first glance.
The people around saw the grenade that was about to explode at the same time. They shouted with all their strength: "Be careful, grenade~!"
In fear, they screamed loudly and as sharply as a soprano, as if they were afraid that the peacekeepers on the opposite side would not hear them.
Everyone around him immediately hugged his head and lay on the ground again.
People near the grenade looked horrified and tried their best to escape.
Some people were so frightened that their hands and feet became weak. They stepped on the empty soil covered with shrapnel and fell to the ground. Then they used their hands and feet to roll and crawl away to escape.
Ilerda stared blankly at the smoking grenade at her feet, her face expressionless.
Ilerda is no stranger to weapons like grenades.
In fact, everyone in the Southern Army was familiar with it.
After all, they suffered a big loss from this seemingly inconspicuous weapon.
Grenade, like artillery, is an advanced weapon that only shined in this war. The purpose and impact of this weapon have even attracted the attention of the undead.
As the most advanced technological weapon today, artillery is treated like a treasure within the peacekeeping forces.
However, it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to access it, and not every soldier can mobilize artillery support on the battlefield.
The grenade is different. It is designed for individual soldiers and is easy to carry. It is no problem for one person to insert more than a dozen of them on his body.
It is simple to use, has moderate power, and has a killing range of more than ten feet. Whether in offensive operations or defensive operations, it is the favorite weapon of peacekeeping troops.
At a critical moment, throwing a grenade can save the lives of several people.
Therefore, grenades have become the most sought-after weapon among peacekeeping forces.
However, although this kind of weapon is simple to make and cheap, for the sake of confidentiality, Lorraine has been strictly controlling the quantity. Therefore, the quantity is very limited. Except for the half-orc heavy infantry, which can be distributed in full, other soldiers can only pray.
There are some left over, and from time to time a squadron can only get a few.
There are even professional grenadiers among the Orc heavy infantry, who carry a basket of grenades on their backs and throw them as hard as they can during a battle. With the physical strength of the Orcs, it is not a problem to throw them two to three hundred feet.
The Confederate Army turned around and ran away when they saw the grenadiers.
Lorraine was extremely proud of those Ork Panzergrenadiers. Those brats were basically capable of carrying a small mortar.
What pleases Sir Alex the most is that these guys are far cheaper than a mortar.
Those heavily armored grenadiers have also become the nightmare of all Confederate soldiers, although they are not panzergrenadiers in the true sense, and it is not wrong in name.
Due to their frequent use, the Southern Army knew more about grenades and had a thorough grasp of their lethality.
Moreover, limited to the current level of technology, the quality of grenade fuses is not too high. There were a large number of unexploded dumb bombs on the battlefield that fell into the hands of the Confederate army due to fuze failure. Ilerda had studied this weapon carefully.
After the fuse is pulled open, there will be a burning time of five or six seconds, and then the metal pattern shell of the grenade will explode into more than a hundred small and deadly shrapnel, flying all over the sky.
He knew that no matter what, he would not be able to escape the explosion range of the grenade. Ilerda thought that he was dead, and his mind went blank.
At this time, he was staring blankly at the grenade. Ilerda had heard that when people are about to die, they will recall their life experiences. Ilerda felt that she should think about something desperately.
For example, I can barely consider it a brilliant experience.
For example, what would the Confederate Army do after his death?
Or maybe it was that New Army brat who got lucky and killed him.
Ilerda kept telling herself what to think about, what to think about, but her mind was still blank.
Seeing the people next to her rolling around and running away, Ilerda even felt ridiculous and said in her heart: He looks like a dog.
"Are we going to die now?" Elelda thought to herself. After she was sure that she couldn't escape, the suffocation she had been holding in her heart suddenly dissipated. Her whole body felt relaxed and completely relieved.
When she was ordered to return to aid Haligard, Ilerda thought that she would probably die on this trip. He originally imagined that he would die vigorously in the last battle.
I just didn't expect this day to come so soon.
The Southern Army, the King's hegemony, the dream of founding the country, and perseverance to the end have nothing to do with him from now on.
Unlike Hadou himself, and different from the confident Confederate Army in its glory days, Ilerda, who was ridiculed as a mad dog by her colleagues, had long been sure that Hadou was on a dead end.
But even so, he remained loyal and fought for an illusory goal.
When the death he had dreamed of countless times finally came, Ilerda found that she did not feel regret or disappointment.
He went from a commoner with a lowly career to a powerful feudal official who dominated the country. He had eaten, seen, and played in his whole life. His life was even more exciting than he expected. He had no regrets in this life.
"Then die." Ilerda even smiled slightly, looking at the grenades on the ground, waiting for that moment to come.
At this moment, the grenade had been burning on the ground for two or three seconds. Those who were still screaming in fear were still running for their lives, while Ilerda stood beside them stupidly.
Suddenly, a figure rushed up from behind Ilerda, jumped on the grenade, and pressed it tightly under her chest.
Then, the man raised his head and glanced at Ilerda, with a mixture of relief and reluctance in his eyes.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the man lying on the grenade jumped up and then fell back to the ground. Gray-white smoke came out from under him, and blood instantly soaked the soil under him.
Ilerda stared blankly as all this happened before his eyes in less than a second.
"Tok," Ilerda called out the man's name in a daze, as if to make sure she had recognized the wrong person.
Then he seemed to suddenly wake up, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted anxiously: "Tok~!"
Ilerda knelt on the ground and hurriedly turned her adjutant over.
I saw bluish-white smoke still rising from the soil above and below him, his clothes had been blown to pieces, and there was a bloody mass between his chest and abdomen. He was already dead.
Seeing this adjutant who had been with her for almost ten years die in front of her eyes, Ilerda instantly felt anger burning from her chest to the top of her head.
This is his most trusted subordinate. Whether in war or in life, this adjutant always works for him with all his heart and soul. There is never a complaint or dissatisfaction. It even makes him feel more comfortable than Ilerda's son.
.
At this moment, he died in front of himself to save himself.
"Tok, you idiot." Ilerda gritted her teeth and said fiercely. Then she stood up, clenched her fists and cursed in the direction of the peacekeepers: "Damn Julius, damn the New Army, damn it.
, I swear I will never be done with you..."
The people around stared blankly at the corpse lying on the ground, unable to relax for a moment. They could never imagine that there could be such a person who would stupidly pounce on it when it was about to explode.
They were grateful to this brave man from the bottom of their hearts. He at least saved the lives of several people, but they felt that he was really stupid.
Ask yourself, even if they knew they were dead, they would not have the courage.
While everyone was still in a daze, an officer covered in mud walked up to Ilerda limping with a serious look on his face, as if he wanted to eat someone.
He whispered in Ilerda's ear: "Sir, the grenade was thrown from behind."
Ilerda was shocked suddenly, pinched his shoulders with both hands, put her face in front of his eyes, and said viciously: "What the hell did you say?"
The officer solemnly said: "Sir, the grenade was thrown from behind us."
"Did you see it?" Ilerda gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, like a wounded beast.
The officer nodded seriously.
"Who is it?" Ilerda said in a deep voice, "I'm going to skin him~!"
Behind them is naturally the direction of Haligad. The new army cannot hit here yet, let alone throw a grenade from behind.
The only ones who can do this are the defenders of Haligard themselves.
The officer gritted his teeth and whispered: "This is the person who just informed us to come here."
Ilerda was stunned for less than a second, and then said word by word: "Mara, you are the bastard, I am not done with you~!
Call me someone to arrest Mara."
The surrounding soldiers looked at each other in shock. They did not expect that things would suddenly take a turn for the worse and turn into an assassination within the Confederate Army.
But no matter what, these people all knew that this meant something bad was about to happen.
However, the supervising team did not hesitate, shouted loudly, and surrounded Ilerda, turned around and walked into the city, heading straight for the Second Army's defense area.
On the way, Ilerda recruited all the soldiers loyal to her, formed a team of two to three thousand people, and rushed directly into the position of the Second Army.
When Ilerda arrived, she found that the Second Army had already been prepared. The soldiers blocked in front of the Second Army's frontline command department and pointed their swords at Ilerda's people.
This further solidified Ilerda's suspicion of Marat. As soon as the failed assassination occurred, Marat prepared a defense, which was obviously his fault.
Ilerda pointed to the headquarters and shouted: "Mala, you shameless villain, you are plotting rebellion, come out~!"
General Marat, escorted by soldiers, appeared behind the defense line and said loudly: "Don't spit on anyone, Ilerda. Although General Hardou is gone, the Southern Army is not your world."
"Bah," Ilerda spat out and said contemptuously: "Since I don't know your little calculations and dare to do things that I dare not do, I now order, as the acting commander-in-chief, that Mara be relieved of his duties, and the soldiers
, arrest him for me."
"Mad dog Eli," Marla shouted angrily: "Are you the one who is conspiring to rebel and want to dominate the Confederate army? We veterans will not agree.
Ilerda wants to kill us, brothers, and there is a reward for killing him."
Following his order, all his soldiers roared angrily and raised their swords.
When Ilerda saw this, she immediately became furious and said sternly: "Rebellion, brothers, please do it~!"
The war team and soldiers shouted, brandished their weapons and rushed towards Mara's men.
The two groups collided in front of the position and started fighting fiercely.
At the same time, both Ilerda and General Marat were calling for reinforcements, summoning all the Confederate soldiers in the city to come for reinforcements.
Ilerda was confident that with her acting commander-in-chief and Angel in charge, other legions would definitely follow the order.
General Marat, on the other hand, conspired with Count Andracou, Lakht and others, connected in private, and reached an agreement.
This civil war certainly alarmed the entire Southern Army. The generals who held military power were faced with two choices and all hesitated.
This concerns their ultimate fate.
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"It didn't succeed?" After hearing the news that the assassination failed, Count Andracor slammed the wine glass in his hand against the wall, and the dark red wine spilled on the wall like blood.
Then he raised his hand and slapped the person opposite him on the face, yelling: "I raised you to be a waste~!"
"My men were unfamiliar with using grenades for the first time, and we didn't expect..." the man defended in a low voice.
Count Andracor raised his foot and kicked the man hard, saying: "I'll kill you."
General Rasaul stopped the furious Andrako and said: "Now is not the time to get angry. Ilerda will definitely find us. What matters now is what should we do?"
Count Andracor said: "What else can we do? Pull all of us together to rescue Mara, fight with Ilerda, and send a signal outside the city. As long as we can hold on until the peacekeeping troops enter the city,
We will win."
Lakht shook his head and said: "But you and I only have two thousand people in our hands. The attitude of the other people has always been ambiguous. If they still listen to Ilerda, we will die before the peacekeeping troops come up."
It’s light.”
Count Andracor hesitated.
General Rashall whispered: "The key now is that Hadou and Angel, as long as they die..."
Andelako's eyes lit up. Hadou was the soul of the Southern Army, and Angel was the legitimate heir to the Southern Army. As long as they died, the war would lose its meaning, and surrender must be their choice.
"But, how to kill Angel." Count Andracor asked worriedly.
General Rashall said sternly: "The second young master is taking care of Hadou at home. If we want the peacekeeping troops to trust us, we have to get a letter of surrender."
After Angel heard about the rebellion of Mara's Second Legion, he was so furious that he smashed the entire living room to pieces, and then sent an order for all the legions to come over to put down the rebellion.
However, after sending out teams of messengers, except for a few people who sent some soldiers for reinforcements, they received helpless answers.
They are resisting the attack of the peacekeeping forces, and their strength is still insufficient. They can still mobilize manpower to deal with the Second Army.
Until this moment, Angel suddenly felt a sense of despair.
After venting his anger, Angel walked to Hadou's bedroom in desperation. At this time, Hadou could only stand up and calm them down like last time.
Angel hurried all the way to the inner courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he felt a chill that penetrated his bones. The light seemed to be much dimmed here.
There was a strong and pungent smell of medicine floating in the air, which made Angel feel extremely uncomfortable and a little frightened.
Angel rubbed his cold palms, opened the thick curtain and walked into the room. He saw Lakht sitting alone at the table, holding a large bottle of wine in his hand and pouring it into his mouth.
Angel's anger suddenly surged up. He stepped forward and waved his hand, and slapped the bottle of wine in Lakht's hand away with one palm.
Then he grabbed his collar and said angrily: "You worthless thing, this is where you drink, is this when you drink?"
Lakht looked drunk, squinting his eyes and opening his eyelids to look at Angel, and said with a chuckle: "It turns out to be big brother, hello big brother, hiccup..."
Lakht smelled of alcohol and said to himself: "When you see your elder brother, you have to salute. You must salute."
Lakht twisted his body to get away from Angel, swayed drunkenly, and said vaguely: "Salute, see... see the crown prince."
Angel's face darkened, he slapped Lakht in the face, and cursed: "The enemies are already at the door of our house. When will you be able to act seriously? Where are the people? Where are the doctors? Where are the attendants? Where are they all?
Gone?"
Lakht laughed stupidly and said: "Are you the heir apparent? You are enough.
People? I let them all go. After leaving, my father didn’t wake up anyway, so it’s useless. It’s useless to keep them.”
"Just wake up," Angel slapped Lakht several times in the face until his cheeks bulged, and threw him to the ground, saying, "I'm going to see my father, and I'll take care of you when I get back."
.Don’t think I don’t know about Mara’s relationship with you.”
Lakht collapsed to the ground. He tore his clothes and laughed loudly: "Mala? I have a very good relationship with him. We even slept with girls together, and it was more about who lasted longer. Hahahaha... you know,
I won."
Angel pointed at Lakht and said contemptuously: "How come the Hadou family has such a thing like you? Trash~!"
Then he turned around and walked toward the inner room.
"Trash?" Lachter said coldly from behind.
Angel frowned and was about to turn around and teach his younger brother a lesson when suddenly he felt a sudden coldness on his back, his whole body went numb, and he felt severe pain.
"Ah~!" Angel screamed, turned around suddenly, and pushed Lakht hard. Then he felt that his strength disappeared quickly, his legs went weak, and he was leaning on the table.
Angel stared at Lakht and said, "You dare to kill me? Someone, someone!"
Lakht took a few steps back and fell to the ground, his eyes turned blood red, and he looked at Angel with hatred, and said slowly: "People? Didn't I say that? I drove them all away.
There are only two of us here now, no, plus my father, there are three of us. All the men in our Hadou family. Hahaha..."
Lakht laughed loudly, his voice as shrill as a dying lone wolf.