Chapter 1248 This is the Art of War (seeking a monthly ticket)
"Is there a fourth division outside the city?" Lord Brad gripped Bender's collar and roared angrily.
The Lord of Brad City was born into a royal family and received the most elite systematic education of the Semitic people since he was a child. Moreover, when he was young, he also practiced in the central area for many years and saw a lot of storms and waves. He has rich political experience. He can also be considered to be in charge.
An old bureaucrat.
Although Lord Brad has no ambition, it does not mean that he is weak and incompetent.
A group of assassins with evil intentions are just a bunch of petty thieves at best. They pop up in groups of three or five every year and month.
The city lord, who was extremely powerful and had a lot of troops, didn't care about them.
As long as those little thieves dare to jump out, the city lord can easily destroy them with a flip of his hands.
After all, Caribbean City has tens of thousands of city defense garrison troops, enough for a full regular division, and a fleet of escorts that can be mobilized into the city to assist when necessary.
Not to mention, the city lord himself brought thousands of personal guards.
Except for regular field forces for regional defense, this powerful armed force has no rivals in the entire Caribbean.
As long as he gave an order, the troops would seal off the city and search every house, and maybe catch all the thieves while going to the toilet.
It's just that City Lord Brad didn't want to go to such a big scale, and he caused chaos in the Caribbean because of a few petty thieves, which only showed that he, the City Lord, had failed.
Lord Brad City is a noble, so he can lose other things, but he must not lose his face~!
but……
But once the Fourth Division got involved, the flavor of the whole incident changed completely.
From a general public security criminal case, it suddenly became a serious political incident.
It is no exaggeration to say that this will be a conspiracy and mutiny~!
Therefore, Lord Brad had to seriously consider the worst case scenario.
Since the establishment of the Fourth Division until now, he has never taken this unit stationed in the Caribbean Defense Zone seriously.
He knew very well in his heart what kind of thing the Fourth Division was.
From top to bottom, they are the lackeys of Prime Minister Madolins. None of the officers are children of the seven royal families. They are all junior officers selected from below.
A discerning person will know at a glance that the purpose of their establishment is to check and balance the seven royal families.
If that's all it is, then it's not a big problem.
After all, this kind of struggle between the royal family and the undead happened not only once but twice. But in the end, both sides ended up compromising with each other.
But this time it's different.
When they selected officers, they specially selected those young officers who were fanatical, reckless, radical, eager for success, and simple-minded to serve as the backbone of the army.
The more you can brag about 13, the higher you can climb and the faster you can be promoted. In this way, more and more officers have joined the team of bragging about 13.
These officers are becoming more and more fond of bragging13, and they are becoming more and more able to brag13.
So much so that the army was filled with a strange morbidity from top to bottom, like a patient with a high fever of fifty-two degrees, talking all kinds of nonsense all day long.
The Semites are the most outstanding people in the world.
Why use iron and blood methods to kill the national traitors within half a month?
Why fight for Semitic revival? Fight for greater living space.
What kind of expedition with tens of millions of troops across the sea, overthrowing Ruman in thirty days, annihilating the human race in seventy days, conquering the earth in one hundred days, and conquering the underground devil prison in one hundred and fifty days...
Anyway, there is no limit to how to brag.
If they smacked their lips and forgot after bragging, forget it. The scary thing is that the crazy proverb comes true - 'A lie repeated a thousand times becomes the truth'.
Those idiots had been bragging for so long that they actually believed it.
Each and every one of them was so excited, as if they were the only ones in the world who were the most powerful, they were all little strong men who would never die, and they were invincible in fighting all over the world.
Proud and complacent and ignorant of awe.
This is no longer morbid. This is crazy~!
However, City Lord Brad thought that since he was not their biological father, he had no need to worry about these bastards.
Therefore, he has been waiting by the side to watch their jokes, just to see when those idiots will go crazy and rush to the human race to fight with them, and then everyone will die.
By that time, he will definitely be happy.
But now, he discovered that these crazy dogs were coming for him first~!
First there was a riot in the city, and then the Fourth Division, which had been waiting outside the city, broke into the city under the pretext of quelling the chaos.
Rioters besieged the city lord's palace, and then the fourth division went to "rescue" them.
During the chaos, he, the city lord, was killed by a hidden arrow shot from nowhere...
Or simply set a fire and burn the city lord's house to ashes. The city lord and his wife unfortunately died in the fire.
City Lord Brad couldn't help but tremble: Those mad dogs can definitely do such a thing.
Under such circumstances, the city guard troops under him could not play their role at all.
"We must not let this happen~!" Lord Brad made up his mind.
He pinched Bender's throat and asked sharply: "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely!" Bender was frightened out of his wits, his head nodding like a rattle, and said, "That's what that person told me to say."
"Huh?" City Lord Brad frowned, keenly catching the doubts in Bender's words, pinching Bender hard, and shouted: "That person? Who is it? Tell me the truth, or I will kill you now~
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Only then did Bender realize that he had let slip his words. His face suddenly turned pale with fright, and his whole body was trembling violently. If Brad hadn't caught him, he would have collapsed like a ball of soft mud.
Lord Brad suddenly felt something strange. He lowered his head and saw that a large area of Bender's crotch was wet, and it dripped on the carpet.
Under the eyes of Lord Brad who wanted to eat people, this guy was scared to death.
City Lord Brad curled his lips in disgust, let go of Bender, took a few steps back, and rubbed his hands vigorously on his clothes.
Bender was so frightened that his whole body was paralyzed. He knelt on the ground softly, sticking out his big butt and crying: "He was wearing black clothes. I didn't know who he was. He appeared directly in front of my bed in the middle of the night."
.Let...let me surrender to your lord.
Sir~! I never thought of cooperating with them, I was forced."
City Lord Brad rubbed the beard on his chin, frowned in thought, and secretly thought to himself that there was more than one of these men in black. How did he fall to the ground?
Bender was lying on the ground and nervously peeked at the city lord with his little eyes. His life was now in his hands, and his head would be separated from his neck with just one word.
"What did they ask you to say?" Lord Brad looked at Bender and asked.
Bender took a breath and said obediently: "He...he told me that there were people from the Fourth Division outside the city who were ready to take advantage. They knew all about the conspiracies and troubles in the city. Let me figure it out myself. I
How dare you, I will report it to you, the City Lord, immediately."
Lord Brad said: "How are you planning to cause trouble?"
Bender said anxiously: "We just want to find a group of people to shout in front of your door, sir. We don't have the courage. It was the man named Carl Homan who forced us. Sir, I am a good person, I am really a good person~!"
City Lord Brad sneered. The big fat man in front of him was cheating, skinning, and bone-sucking. He had done all sorts of bad things, yet he still had the nerve to call himself a good person.
City Lord Brad paced around with his hands behind his back and a gloomy expression. After thinking for a quarter of an hour, City Lord Brad suddenly stood in front of Bender and said, "I'll give you a chance."
Bender nodded quickly, his expression as obedient as a primary school student.
Lord Brad said: "You will continue to cause trouble for me tomorrow."
Bender was so frightened that he knocked his head on the floor and cried mournfully: "Sir, I really don't dare."
Brad was so angry that he kicked him and cursed: "I allow it. If you don't do it, I will kill you right now."
"Yes, yes..." Bender nodded tremblingly.
City Lord Brad finally showed a smile and said: "Just pretend you have never been to my place. Butler, find a few people to send Mr. Bender back."
The housekeeper bowed, stepped forward and helped Bender up.
Bender kept bowing to the city lord while retreating, until he walked out of the room.
Several guards in civilian clothes took him out of the city lord's palace through the small door. It wasn't until he got into the carriage that Bender felt a dampness on his crotch.
City Lord Brad faced the dimly lit sky outside the window, raised his hands and stretched. He murmured: "It will be dawn soon."
An hour later, with the crow of a rooster, the bustling Caribbean City woke up from its sleep.
People walk out of their homes and start a busy day of work. Poor people have no time to appreciate the sunrise.
From their point of view, this day was as usual, busy and hard, but boring at the same time. No one knew that a huge crisis was hanging over their heads.
At ** o'clock in the morning, it was the busiest time for the people in the city. People in twos and threes walked up the hillside.
Fritz and his men mingled among the crowd, wearing the same clothes and attire as ordinary citizens.
Fritz pinched the weapon in his arms through his clothes and nodded to his accomplices not far away to show safety.
It was business as usual in the Caribbean, and the city guards patrolling by were still lazy and complaining about the scorching weather.
There was nothing unusual about the military camp in the city.
Fritz secretly breathed a sigh of relief: a good start is half the battle.
The men who went out to inspect the gate in the morning also told him that the city gate was still open without any reinforcements.
As an experienced killer, Fritz knows that no matter how good the plan is, he cannot keep up with changes and can only take everything into his own hands.
At this time, the crowd slowly walked up the mountain road, walked through the wealthy areas of the city, and walked onto the square in front of the city lord's palace.
The soldiers guarding the city lord's palace didn't seem to feel anything unusual.
The square in front of the gate is the place with the best view of the Caribbean. People come up every day to enjoy the magnificent scenery of Caribbean City.
As time went by, more and more people came up, and finally attracted the attention of the guarding soldiers.
Fritz walked around the city lord's palace with a professional eye and carefully observed the soldiers in front of the city lord's palace.
After traveling around the country for more than ten years, Fritz has a sharp eye, and he can tell whether there is anything unusual about the soldiers at a glance.
Obviously, the soldiers in front of the city lord's mansion didn't know anything yet.
Fritz felt more confident about today's action and couldn't help but give a 'things are normal' gesture to his companions who were not far away.
He felt excited in his heart: as long as he made this move today, killed that old guy, and sneaked into the barracks of the Fourth Division, he would have a lifetime of glory and wealth.
No longer do you have to hang your head in your belt just to make a few small bucks.
The soldiers guarding the city lord's palace saw that the crowd was getting bigger and bigger, and the crowd was slowly approaching the gate. They immediately stepped forward to stop the crowd and waved their hands to drive them away. They said impatiently: "Go away, go away. Go away quickly."
"Why?" A young man strangled his neck and shouted unconvincingly: "Is it from your family?"
The soldier was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He waved the long sword in his hand and cursed angrily: "Get out of here, I'll slap you if you don't leave."
"Come on, come on," the young man stretched his neck in front of the soldiers and shouted: "If you beat me like this, you're a son of a bitch if you don't beat me..."
The soldier's anger was instantly ignited. He picked up the scabbard of his sword and struck it on the young man's neck, knocking him to the ground with a "snap".
After the young man fell to the ground, he held his head and shouted loudly: "The city guard is beating someone, the city guard is beating someone~!"
The surrounding tourists gathered around and started making loud noises.
"Is there any justice~!"
"Our taxpayers' money has fed a bunch of vicious dogs."
"We must give us an explanation today."
"Let the person in charge come out and it will be reasonable to beat people."
"..."
The anger of the crowd was quickly ignited, and they gathered in front of the city lord's palace to make a fuss.
When the soldiers guarding the gate saw that the situation was not good, they immediately called for reinforcements and set up a human wall in front of the gate to block the crowds who were squeezing inside.
The troublemakers and soldiers pushed and pushed each other, forcing the soldiers to retreat.
"We must give us an explanation for what happened today~!"
"The city lord comes out. We have a grievance."
"Lord City Lord, we want to file a complaint."
"..."
People's dissatisfaction is getting higher and higher, and some people have begun to punch and kick the soldiers who block them.
The soldiers were not polite and immediately punched back.
The situation in front of the gate suddenly turned into a pot of porridge. The noisy crowd was getting closer and closer to the city gate, with only a dozen steps remaining.
A moment later, another group of soldiers emerged from behind the door.
They stood under the gate and directly showed their weapons.
The leading officer shouted: "Those who trespass will die!"
The soldiers behind him shouted loudly in unison to build momentum.
The loud voice suddenly drowned out the noise at the door and reached the ears of everyone present clearly.
The crowd fell silent for a moment.
Those ordinary people were immediately afraid. Although they shouted loudly, they did not dare to go forward.
"It's almost time." Seeing this, Fritz nodded to his companions. He sent out the signal to prepare for action, concealed himself in the crowd and slowly took out his weapon.
After the incident broke out, if the city lord didn't come out, they would fight in.
Fritz's people spread out, spread the radioactivity, and slowly moved forward.
The noise lasted for more than ten minutes. Lord Brad didn't seem to hear it, and no one from the gate came out to appease the crowd.
As a result, the people who felt slighted became more and more angry, and their roars became louder.
Fritz looked around and thought to himself: That idiot city lord must have been frightened.
In his opinion, these nobles are all a bunch of weaklings and incompetent guys. They have no real ability at all except showing off their power and bullying others.
Fritz nodded to his men and gestured to prepare for an attack. Since the old guy didn't come out, they would go in.
This is better. I have long heard that the Caribbean City Lord has made a lot of treasures through smuggling. As long as he smuggles a few items, he will be able to make a lot of money.
Suddenly there was a "dong" sound from the drum.
This sound hit Fritz's heart like a heavy blow, and Fritz was instantly frightened - it was the sound of war drums.
"Dong, dong, dong dong..." The transparent drum sound became faster and louder.
The soldiers blocking the crowd in front of the gate withdrew in groups. The troublemaking crowd was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on.
Fritz and his accomplices were shocked and looked at each other through the crowd with panic in their eyes.
"I've been discovered~!" Fritz cursed secretly: "I knew I shouldn't trust that pretty boy."
At the same time, he put away his weapon and stepped back step by step, not caring to greet his companions.
Fritz and the others knew very well that they couldn't run especially at this time. Once they started running, they would immediately become conspicuous targets.
Suddenly a loud bugle sounded from inside the gate.
"Advance~!" Following the officer's order, a group of heavy armored infantry with helmets and shields walked out of the gate with heavy steps.
Along with the sound of their footsteps, the armor also made a clanking sound.
The soldiers' indomitable momentum immediately shocked the people outside the door, and they hurriedly retreated to avoid it.
Fritz knocked down several people one after another, and soon squeezed his way to the back of the crowd. He raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, and was about to turn away. The sound of the footsteps of a large group of soldiers approaching in order could be heard on the road behind him.
Fritz looked back and saw that the retreat path was blocked by dense soldiers. The front row was still heavy armored soldiers, followed by pikemen and archers.
Even if he was given a team of men, Fritz couldn't break out.
The soldier who walked out of the gate showed his weapon, pointed at the crowd and ordered: "If you don't want to die, squat down with your head in your hands."
"Squat down~!"
"Squat down~!"
"Squat down quickly~!"
"..."
As stern orders came one after another, everyone saw the panicked expressions on the other side.
"Oops, I've fallen into a trap~!" Fritz immediately took out the weapon in his arms, put it against his thigh, then let go of his hand, letting the weapon slip, and then pretended to swim with the crowd until he came to another intersection.
I was pleasantly surprised to find that this place had not been sealed off by soldiers.
Fritz whistled to signal his companions, and then walked quickly along the road for a few steps. When he saw a small alley, he immediately plunged into it. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly made up his mind to turn around and go there.
Settlement with Karl Hohmann.
At this time, a fishing net fell from the sky and covered Fritz with the head of the bag.
Fritz's feet stumbled and he fell heavily to the ground. Fritz, who was trapped in the net, was dragged by a strong force into a small door.
Several gleaming swords were pointed at his neck.
Fritz's heart sank when he saw a tall officer standing in front of him.
The officer bared his big white teeth and laughed loudly, and said proudly: "Boy, do you know what this is? This is the art of war, surrounding three buildings. Hahahaha..."
The soldier on the side immediately came up to flatter him and said diligently: "Your Excellency is wise."
"That's..." The officer raised his neck, his face flushed, and said, "This was taught by Mr. Lei back then." ^-^^-^
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