"Drive! Drive!" With his legs firmly clamped on the horse's belly, a young man wearing expensive clothes galloped on the road.
Pedestrians on both sides fled one after another. No one knew what happened, and they were pointing and talking.
The recent situation is really not peaceful. There are rumors of popular riots everywhere outside. People in the towns are panicked and don't know what is going on.
Early this morning, there seemed to be frequent military mobilizations in the royal city. The troops near the palace seemed to be changing their defenses. Many ministers were coming in and out. Ordinary people could not understand what was going on.
Now, they were avoiding a young man riding a war horse. Before they could complain, they saw several cavalrymen running towards them in the distance, carrying terrifying muskets.
Everyone immediately moved out of the way again, watching these ferocious cavalry rush past in front of them.
"What's going on..." A man looked at the cavalry going away with slight dissatisfaction, fanned the dust in front of him with his hand, and complained impatiently.
"Who knows!" Another passer-by squinted his eyes and curled his lips in disgust, looking at the cavalry going away and saying in a strange way.
The young man who was obviously being chased took the lead. When he rounded the corner, he saw a long queue of soldiers. He was slightly startled, and then a smile appeared on his face.
As a result, he grabbed the reins, turned over and dismounted under the gunfire of the guarding soldiers, and led the horse to the mounted officer facing him: "You are so impulsive! You led the troops out of the barracks just like that.
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"I was a little uneasy before. I didn't know if what I was doing was right...but when I saw you, I felt that I was in the right place." The officer sat on the horse, looked down at the young companion holding the horse, and said with a smile.
"Sumir led troops to surround the palace. The two sides were at war with each other at any moment." The young man leading the horse raised his head and brought a very important message: "Did you know this news in advance?"
"No! I just received a warning and was assassinated again, so I led my troops to find an explanation for the bastard who wanted to kill me." The young officer replied with a smile.
"It seems I might as well go directly to the palace." The young man holding the war horse laughed and laughed at himself.
"So, am I giving Sumir a surprise when I appear here?" The young officer flashed the dandelion ring on his finger: "It seems you brought me a gift?"
While he was talking, he saw the cavalry running in the distance. Those cavalry had begun to slow down and were preparing to fire.
"Stop them! Prepare to fight!" The young officer on the horse ordered coldly.
The troops he brought immediately took off their rifles from their shoulders, pulled the bolt, and heard a crash.
These soldiers raised their guns without hesitation and pointed them at the cavalrymen who were galloping towards them. Hundreds of rifles stood in a dense forest, and their momentum immediately frightened the cavalrymen who were running towards them on horseback.
"We are ordered to arrest the traitors!" The leading cavalryman did not dare to face hundreds of rifles. After tightening the reins and making the horse stop, he shouted angrily.
"By order? Whose order?" The young officer who reined in the reins asked with a sneer.
"Yes, it's Lord Sumir!" The knight was a little nervous and flustered, but still replied.
"It's him..." the young officer said as if he suddenly understood. This tone made the knights who were chasing him breathe a sigh of relief.
Who knows, the moment they relaxed, the young officer's attitude changed 180 degrees, and he ordered in a cold voice: "Catch them all!"
Before these knights could recover, a group of infantrymen rushed up and surrounded these knights. Their cold bayonets and black muzzles made these knights immediately give up the idea of resistance.
They handed over their weapons obediently, and then raised their hands high. But the leading knight had the courage to shout a few tough words when he was being held down: "Sir Sumir, don't you?"
I will let you go! You are all finished! You are finished!"
"Should we go to the palace now, or should we go to Sumir's home first and take care of his lair?" The young man leading the war horse got on his horse and asked.
The officer leading the troops waved his hand and said: "It's your business to lead people to find trouble with Sumir's family. I am an officer of the Kingdom of Dorne. If I don't go to the king at this time, how can I explain to His Majesty the King?"
"If you go a little later, you don't have to explain." The young man in rich clothes pulled the reins and turned the horse's head and said with a smile, then he put his hands on the horse's belly and rode away.
"March to the royal city!" the young officer ordered loudly, waved his arm forward, and his army continued to move forward.
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"It will be dangerous if we don't attack!" Next to Cyric's contact, Military Minister Sumir walked around like an ant on a hot pot, muttering impatiently.
The man from Cyric smiled and comforted him: "Be calm! Lord Sumir! We have 1,000 people here! There are only 300 guards in the kingdom, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm worried about those disobedient bastards from the 1st Army Corps!" Sumir became angry when he thought of the troops who didn't listen to his orders.
Originally, he was the Minister of Military Affairs, and all military affairs should be under his control. However, many officers were unwilling to obey his orders.
Only then did he truly accept the conditions offered by Cyric and prepare for a military revolt to completely take control of Dorne's political power.
The person in charge of Cyric looked at Sumir and asked, "Didn't you already send someone to deal with him?"
"But that is an unsafe method after all." Sumir said immediately - although he sent assassins and prepared to rely on assassinating the commander to plunge the troops who did not obey orders into chaos, this was not a safe method after all.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If the assassination fails, the other party will definitely become angry and angry, and it is hard for him to say what will happen by then.
The lack of confidence could be seen on Sumir's face. The man from the Cyric Consortium touched his chin and compromised: "Then attack! Don't wait for His Majesty the King to compromise."
"Okay, okay..." Sumir was stunned for a moment, then became ecstatic, rubbing his hands together and eagerly agreed.
"Let people attack!" Cyric's person in charge looked at the men beside him and ordered.
The subordinate nodded slightly, and then shouted to the soldiers surrounding the palace in the distance: "Attack!"
"Bang!" Picking up the weapons in their hands, these soldiers pulled the triggers at the soldiers who were also preparing to fire at the gate of the royal city. The gunfire was intense.
Immediately, the soldiers guarding the palace fell down, and the remaining palace guards began to fight back. Gunshots suddenly erupted, and the civilians who were still watching the excitement dispersed in an instant.
"The fight is about to begin!" A civilian who was hiding in the corner watching the gunfight shouted loudly as he ran into the distance.
Behind him, hundreds of soldiers with bayonets were already rushing toward the palace gate.
The gate was soon lost, but the battle in the palace was still going on, with shouts and gunshots everywhere.
At this moment, an army suddenly appeared on the street. After arriving at the square in front of the palace, the army suddenly formed a formation.
The soldiers pushed up a Maxim machine gun from behind the carriage. The shooter hid behind the machine gun shield and was skillfully prepared to fire.
When he saw this army, Sumir's face was already ashen. He looked desperately at the person in charge of Cyric beside him, not knowing what to say.
The people in the Cyric Consortium were also a little panicked. Although he had gathered thousands of people for today's operation, most of them were outside the city now.
"Didn't you say that your people are the best killers?" the somewhat rude head of the Cyric Consortium asked angrily.
At this time, he did not mention that he had 1,000 troops. Because at least 700 of these 1,000 people had already invaded the palace and were fighting with the guards inside.
"Get out of the way! We are here to protect the palace! If you continue to stay here, you will be treated as a rebel!" A soldier shouted at the top of his voice to the rebels led by Sumir in the square.
What answered him was the gunfire of the rebels.
"The other side opened fire!" Seeing a soldier on his side fall, an officer drew out his sword and slashed it forward: "Fight back! For His Majesty the King!"
"Thud, tug, tug!" This time, the response to his order was the imported G1 machine gun. This Maxim machine gun was spitting out tongues of flame crazily, and the bullets flew across the square and swept into the crowd of rebel troops.
The screams immediately became one after another, and the unprepared rebel troops fell into chaos in an instant.
Although they have heard of the fame of the G1 machine gun, they have never seen the performance of this weapon in actual combat.
Today, the soldiers in these units all saw the G1 machine gun and its terrifying suppressive power.
In the phalanx formed by the rebel troops gathered on the other side of the square, the soldiers were beaten by bullets and turned upside down. Some soldiers were even shot through by bullets flying in the direction before they could fire another shot.
Row after row of soldiers were shot and fell. The rebel commander, who had not yet figured out what happened, had to turn his attention to Sumir, who had a chance of winning before.
He was waiting, or rather they were waiting, for Sumir to issue a new order that would allow them to escape from this coup that seemed certain to win before.
As a result, his soldiers suffered heavy losses in an instant, and even their positions were disrupted by machine guns. The rebels who stayed in the square were defeated in panic, and when they turned back, many of them were knocked down by machine guns from behind.
The rebels who had already rushed into the palace did not know their way back, and seemed to have been cut off by their enemies.
