Chapter 68: Murder Incident in Caravan Accompanying the Army (21)

Keir once again clenched his hands on the wooden crossbar amid noisy laughter, gasping for air without saying a word.

His feet hit the wooden floor with two thumps, and the soles of his boots rubbed firmly against the wooden floor, making a squeaking sound that was inconsistent with before.

The wailing and laughing in the room blocked these detailed sounds that were not easily noticeable. Kil's feet were slightly staggered forward and backward, and then his body lowered.

"Huh-chi-"

That was the sound of heavy breathing from Keir.

"Huh-chi-"

As Kil's whole body shook, although he couldn't see clearly, the entire wheel connecting the crossbar made a creaking sound that was not seen before.

The gang leader who was nailed to the ground knew this sound very well. It was the normal sound of the wheel in the early stage of being pushed.

But how is that possible?

That thing requires at least five young and strong men to barely activate it. In this way, five people have to shout slogans and work together to push the mechanism to take effect. If one person is missing and uncoordinated, it will not be able to activate. .

But at this moment, in the creaking sound of the wheel, he clearly heard the sound of Keir's moving footsteps.

"impossible!!!"

He screamed, a high-pitched scream that didn't come out of his mouth even if his fingers were cut off by the sword just now.

"This is impossible!!"

He tried his best to turn his head to look in the direction of the mechanism, but his eyes were still white and he couldn't see anything. He plucked at the ground with his hands, trying to crawl over to investigate, even if one of his legs was still nailed to the ground by a long sword. do not care.

"Ah!!!" Dragging his body, the long sword hunting that directly cut off the tibia of the calf tore the gang leader's calf again. The pain once again made him fall to the ground and howl.

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Kil gasped for air, his eyes wide open, and he seemed to be looking in front of him, but in fact all his energy was focused on the legs, feet and waist muscles inside his body.

A large amount of life energy in his body was gathered here under his barely controlled control, and then attached to his muscles, assisting him in completing his movements.

The horizontal bar and the wheel, which could not be pushed at all, finally began to rotate with the help of the muscles strengthened by life energy.

Kil suppressed his desire to cheer and tried his best to concentrate. The mechanism had not been pushed to the end, and the trapped local soldiers had not been rescued, so he could not stop.

Breathing heavily, Kil's arms and legs swelled, and he stepped heavily on the ground. His hands even pinched the horizontal bar in his hand to make an impression on the surface. As he pushed, his whole body It also moves in circles as the wheel keeps turning.

Just like a donkey pulling a mill.

The runner stirred, relying on the only mechanism gear installed to transmit the rotational power to the horizontal transmission wooden pole, which penetrated far into the wall and drove the heavy mechanism at the other end of the house.

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The soldier captain Furlong was leading his men to resist the attacks of spears protruding from several places in the enclosed space.

These damn gang thugs, when they raided the hall of the house before, they obviously defeated the soldiers in one battle, but now they were hiding behind the shameless mechanism and attacking them with long guns through the wooden wall. On the other hand, all of them were very active, spitting obscene words at their mouths, and fiercely moving their spears back and forth to attack them.

The soldiers had to use shields to block the holes on both sides of the house, but this was only a temporary solution, not the root cause. No matter how strong the wooden shield or leather shield was, it would still be punctured by repeated spear pokes. The only way to do this was to destroy the thugs. The spears left them without suitable weapons to attack, or they could directly kill the gang thugs behind the wooden wall of the machine.

Furlong tried to chop down the wooden wall blocking the road with the two-handed ax in his hand, but the wooden wall was not only thick, but also made of strong materials. Although it could be broken, it was not a method that would be useful in a short time.

He had no choice but to instruct the soldiers not to disperse, but to gather three of them together and retreat as far as possible to the middle of the room, allowing the thugs to take the initiative to extend their spears and attack. Then with courage and skill, he turned around and attacked from the side. During the attack, several spear shafts were broken with an axe.

All of a sudden, the thugs on the other side of the wooden wall had no weapons to attack them.

"A good hand with a throwing spear! Throw it in and kill them!"

Furlong also became cruel and stopped trying to arrest the gang's thugs, because the gang's thugs did not hold back during the fight, but came to kill them.

In the small formation of three soldiers, one person immediately drew a short-throwing gun from behind. He didn't even take a run to accelerate, he just raised his hand and threw a vicious shot into the hole the size of a human head in front of him.

This soldier was very skilled. He threw his spear and flew directly into the hole. A wailing sound was immediately heard from inside, as well as the sound of falling to the ground.

"Great! Come again!"

Furlong then went to the right side and cut off several spears attacking from the right side in the same manner.

Afterwards, after the broken shaft of the spear retracted into the hole in the wall, the soldiers who had been well prepared threw four or five hurling spears neatly.

However, the hole was just that big, and after the collision, only two of them finally flew in, and two squeaking sounds of being penetrated were immediately heard from inside.

But Furlong had no time to be happy, and the crisis came in an instant.

At this time, more than a dozen of them soldiers had rushed from the gate through the entrance corridor and entered the hall of the house. However, the hall opposite to the house had long been blocked by a thick wooden wall that had suddenly risen. Several wooden doors are also extremely strong. After being closed from the inside, they cannot be broken open for a short period of time.

At this moment, the ground connecting the hall and the walkway rose again.

"Oops! They are going to separate us! Get out!" Furlong was shocked and immediately realized the other party's plan.

However, several injured soldiers in the middle of the hall slowed down the pace of some people. There was no way the soldiers supporting their injured companions would leave their companions behind and retreat.

Furlong followed several of his soldiers and retreated to the corridor where they came from, but the back door of the house when he came in was completely blocked by the same thick wooden wall at some point, making it impossible to get out of the house.

"Damn it! This is a trap! Let's go back and get together with the others!"

When he realized that the other party had locked them up and wanted to divide them, it was still a step too late. The wooden wall rising between the corridor and the hall gradually rose and closed amidst the shouts coming from the underground.

More than a dozen soldiers were separated from the front and back by this thing.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaae but the wooden wooden door in front of the wooden wooden block in front of him being wooden. Although the ax still penetrated the wooden wall, it probably knocked him out. , it’s hard to break this thing open.

Furlong gritted his teeth angrily, hearing the shouting of killing coming from the opposite hall, and eagerly kicked the thick wooden wall in front of him with his feet.

"Damn damn damn damn!!!"

What he didn't know was that the more than ten gang thugs who rushed in from the opposite side were not able to directly capture the few soldiers left in the hall. Although half of these people were injured by sneak attack spears and were unable to fight, The other few people were in good condition and resisted tenaciously in the face of more than a dozen gang thugs.

The gang thugs were completely helpless with the soldiers holding guns. No one wanted to rush forward and be the first to kill the dead souls of the soldiers, although everyone knew that as long as they swarmed up, they would be able to capture these people very quickly. But no one wants to die like this.

In the end, the gang leader who commanded the area persuaded these people to surrender and put down their weapons. The gang thugs would not do anything to them, and would even immediately treat the injured lying on the ground.

Those soldiers surrendered anyway. There was no point in throwing their lives away here. After all, they were just arresting some gang thugs. These soldiers didn't think that their knight lord could not be taken at the front door. At this time, they pretended to surrender for the sake of the injured. Wait a moment for the knight. Just break through here and fight again.

So these people were detained on the second floor of the house. The thugs just threw them a jar of ointment and ignored them, leaving them to apply medicine to the injured.

Although the soldiers without weapons were angry, they had no choice but to stay in the room.

What they didn't know was that the gang leader didn't intend to let these people go. After finishing the remaining soldiers and the captain, he would come over and kill the surrendered soldiers together, and then lead others from there. A passage under the house leads away from here.

Turning to the soldier captain Furlong, when several of them were tightly locked in the corridors that were blocked in front and back, they realized that they were locked up by the agency.

Then, as expected, several holes were opened in the walls on the left and right sides of the passage by thugs inside, and spears suddenly emerged from inside.

However, Furlong showed his power in anger. One man swung an ax and cut off all the protruding spears, and then commanded his soldiers to shoot the spears along the hole to the thugs on both sides.

"Give me the death blow! Kill them!"

Furlong shouted in command.

The soldiers immediately fought back, and several thugs were shot in the torso with spears. They fell to the ground vomiting blood. Instead, the thugs were forced to close the holes in the walls on both sides, thus preventing their own losses.

The thugs then received support and launched a counterattack, but they were all broken by Furlong. So the thugs stopped and there was no movement after closing the cave entrance.

"Be careful. I can feel it. They haven't given up yet."

Furlong knew that the two sides had already started fighting, and the two sides would not stop until one side failed completely.

He is not worried about the overall situation. After all, the Knights of Anwena are leading them in front. Their manpower far exceeds that of the gang's thugs, and support will arrive at any time.

He was just worried about the subordinates who were separated in front. If he had known that they would be locked up by the agency, he should have sent the wounded out here early. It should be safer on the streets outside.

I don't know what happened to them.

But Furlong put his ear close to the wall of the machine on one side of the hall and could no longer hear the noise on the other side. He shouted a few times, but there was no response from the other party. He felt vaguely that something was not good, but he didn't know where the danger came from.

As he walked nervously in place, battle cries and wails came from the underground of the house.

He was overjoyed. Although he didn't know what was going on, it seemed that someone was already fighting underground.

"Everyone is ready for battle. Support seems to have arrived and has already penetrated the underground of the house." He told his men, but then there seemed to be no change except for the permeating laughter coming from the underground?

Until the mechanical wooden wall blocking the back door behind them gradually lowered amidst the rumble.

Furlong's eyes widened, wondering what was going on.

Suddenly, a roof above the head was lifted from above. There was also a hole that could be opened, just like the machine holes on both sides that could be extended with spears for sneak attack.

"Oops! Everyone, be careful!"

But Furlong's warning words were ridiculed by the people above.

"Haha, this #x-on: is careful? It's useless. You will die! This is poison, it will poison you!" A thug said sarcastically in excitement.

"Why are you telling these dead people this? They have no place to run anyway, so hurry up." Another thug urged.

The scalps of all the soldiers below were numb. They did not expect to have such a trick, pouring deadly poison from the top of the sealed passage!

But everyone is looking at the back door that is gradually opening, and they are confused? What does it mean.

When Furlong heard the words of the two thugs above, he wanted to immediately ask everyone to evacuate from the gradually opening back door, but when he looked at the back door he had entered through before, he hesitated.

Because when the back door opened, it was not a smelly poor street outside, but darkness.

No, it's not darkness, but a kind of billowing black smoke. The black smoke that is pouring into the passage swallows up all the light, like night, or something more evil.

This made Furlong and other soldiers stop in their tracks, afraid to go inside, even if there were gang thugs who wanted to kill them.

"What's going on?" Furlong thought, wondering if the situation outside was actually fatal, and the two thugs above his head were telling lies to drive them into the black smoke.

But just when he hesitated, a voice came from the smoke outside: "Captain! Captain! Are you in there?"

Furlong immediately recognized the voices of the soldiers who had previously arranged to block the carriage passage on the side of the house at the back door.

Poof, a pungent-smelling yellow liquid was poured from the hole at the top of the passage. As soon as the suspicious liquid came into contact with the wooden boards on the ground, it emitted a lot of yellow smoke.

The soldiers immediately moved away from the suspicious-looking thing. After seeing it, Furlong no longer hesitated and immediately called his soldiers, and all rushed into the dark and suspicious smoke.

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"Whirring whirring."

Kil gasped and leaned against the wheel's bar.

"They should be saved, right? Probably? As long as they're not too stupid."

Keir shook his head, stood up, and moved his body. He was particularly surprised.

He calmly picked up a machete used by the thugs from the ground, reached out and carefully held both ends of the bloody machete, and broke it with force.

With a crunch, the entire thicker machete was bent by him.

He pushed harder again, bang!

After all, the entire machete is not a sophisticated weapon. It does not have excellent toughness and breaks directly into two pieces in the middle.

However, Keir threw this thing down casually, and his whole body became excited.

"It's done, it's done!" He kept mumbling to himself, ignoring the other people in the room, who couldn't see anything anyway.

He came to the wall, and Kiel directly clenched his fist and punched the wooden wall.

Boom! There was an extraordinarily loud bang.

Kil looked at his fist in surprise, and then at the place in front of him where he was hit by the fist.

His own fists were fine, but the thick leather gloves were a little loose from the previous punch, and a three centimeter-deep dent had been made in front of him where the fist hit him.

There were splinters and cracks all around the depression. It was obvious that this punch completely destroyed this small piece of wood.

Kil thought for a moment, such a punch could probably kill a normal person directly.

As long as it is the body, trunk or head, it will die instantly. If a limb is hit by a fist, it will definitely be broken. In severe cases, the limb may be detached.

He walked around in excitement a few times, then jumped again, and hit his head directly on the roof planks of the house.

Kil touched the top of his helmet and was so excited that he couldn't find it.

After calming down, Kil discovered that when he no longer concentrated on controlling the life energy in his body, although some of the life energy had returned to other parts of his body, most of it was still concentrated in the muscles of his body. middle.

It was this life energy that made him so powerful just now. He could easily break metal knives and smash wooden walls with one punch, and he could hold his head on the ceiling when he jumped up.

He was determined to test how long this situation could last, so he stopped regaining control of the life energy in his body and instead dealt with the current situation.

Hey, Geer pulled out the hunting sword that was pinning the little boss. He didn't care about the opponent grinning in pain, and simply tied the opponent's severely injured area with a rope, and used the method of compressing the blood vessels to stop the opponent's bleeding. , and tie up this important guy by the way.

"You don't deserve to die. You don't know who you've offended, do you?"

This little leader lost a lot of blood, and although he was a little depressed, his words were still vicious.

Kil was in no mood to deal with him: "You know, you know, the Thieves Guild, right? I know it completely. But do you know what the consequences will be for you?"

"What?"

"Hmph." Kil snorted softly: "If you obediently were defeated and arrested by the lord's soldiers, the consequences would be nothing more than jail time and a simple punishment. And what are the consequences of your stubborn resistance? Have you really considered it carefully? ?”

"What is it?" The person who asked the question was not the silent little leader, but the gangster who surrendered to Kiel not far away. Obviously he was very concerned about this issue, and he didn't even bother to huddle in the corner.

"Humph, after killing a lord's soldiers, how many thugs from the Yisi Bladehead Gang do you think the lord will kill?" Kil did not answer clearly because he did not know what the laws in this regard were in the Western Province. , but it must be similar to the Northwest Province.

It's probably the death penalty.

Keir's answer defeated the thug, who huddled up and started crying, obviously anticipating his death.

He walked over and tied up this man, and then tied up the gang thugs who were still alive in the middle of the room, although he didn't know if these people would die in a coma without being treated.

He shook the long sword in his hand and shook away the blood stained on the sword.

Then Kil picked up an oil lamp that illuminated the room, held it in his hand, kicked open the wooden door of the room, and went to explore other places here.