Chapter 2814 on the Way to Escape

The sound of horseshoes from far and near interrupted everyone's chatting, and they all put away their smiles and cast spells to investigate.

Sure enough, the group of cavalry who escaped not long ago led a large group of companions and killed them back. Visually, there were no less than 300 cavalry, which was almost the size of a cavalry battalion.

What made everyone feel even more shuddering was that this cavalry battalion brought in eight cannons!

"Damn it! It's a 6-pounder cavalry gun!" Edward's face turned pale. "Now we're in big trouble!"

The chasing soldiers learned the lesson of the previous aggressive advance, and stopped a thousand steps away from the garbage dump. Eight cavalry guns lined up.

The cannonballs streaked across the night sky in flashing curves, and fell into the garbage dump one after another, exploding violently!

Master Rawls released the 7-ring "group bouncy ball" in time, covering himself and the three students beside him in a force field shield to protect them from the sputtering of shrapnel.

Those "activated scarecrows" couldn't take care of them. They could only watch them being torn apart by the cannonballs, and broken pieces of cloth and straw flew all over the sky.

"Damn it! It's too much for you to bombard the mage with cannons!"

Thomas was so angry that he scolded the enemy for not talking about martial arts, but there was nothing wrong with being angry.

The enemy's position is far beyond the range of the spell, but the cannons can easily bombard it. If this continues, there will be no good fruit to eat.

Master Rawls sighed, pulled out a teleportation scroll from his pocket, and said to the students beside him:

"We've tried our best. It's not easy to delay until now. Before the enemy comes up, let's retreat!"

"It would be great if Brother Joan was here, he must have a way to silence those annoying cannons on the opposite side!" Allen said to himself unwillingly.

The young warlock didn't expect that his inadvertent emotion touched the "Myth Alert" network, prompting someone on the other side of the ocean to cast a glance at this gunfire-ridden garbage dump.

"Tinco!"

Through the remote viewing mirror, Joan remotely displayed the psionic version of "Rust Technique".

Fingertips slid across the cannons lined up along the mirror surface, and the eight bronze cannons were immediately rusted and mottled.

Before the cannonball was fired, the severely corroded cannon barrel exploded on its own, and the copper fragments splashed wildly, blasting many cavalrymen, men and horses to a bloody mess.

Eight cannons exploded at the same time. This strange scene made the pursuers feel inexplicably frightened and lost their positions.

"Súré!"

Qiao An silently recited a mantra in front of the mirror, and added a "mythical whirlwind technique", which caused a tornado storm on the flat ground, blowing the pursuers upside down, screaming one after another, and scrambling to flee, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

In just a few seconds, only two high-level spells were used to destroy eight cannons like a storm and scare off three hundred cavalry. The four teachers and students of Rawls witnessed this scene with their own eyes. Fa Li was in awe, and at the same time, they both felt a sense of deja vu.

Thomas punched his palm, his fat face glowing with excitement.

"Hey! I dare to bet on Edward's head, the caster who just shot must be Joanna!"

Edward kicked the fat man angrily, but did not question his guess.

"Brother Joan, is it really you?" Allen looked around in surprise and shouted, "Did you follow us invisible?"

As if responding to the call of the young warlock, a beam of teleportation light suddenly rose on the flat ground opposite the garbage dump, and a familiar figure slowly emerged.

"Joan! It really is you!"

The first time he saw the young and handsome black-robed mage in the teleportation formation, Master Rawls was so excited that he almost burst into tears, and rushed over to hug the student he was most proud of in his life.

"Teacher, long time no see."

After reuniting after a long absence, Joan was also very excited, hugging teachers and classmates one by one, asking why they fell into such a dirty and messy place.

After listening to Master Rawls's brief account of the ins and outs of escorting the remaining teachers and students to escape, Joan couldn't help wondering.

"Has Leiden City been breached by the enemy so quickly?"

"Yeah, I didn't even last half a day, what a shame!"

Thomas shook his head and smiled wryly.

"How could it be so miserable, no one stepped forward to organize defense?" Qiao An asked in disbelief.

"It's going to be a long story to talk about in detail."

Edward took the rebuttal with a heavy expression on his face.

"In the Battle of Prince's Port, Isaac Hook led his troops to join the enemy, causing my father's troops to suffer a disastrous defeat. The Continental Army's Southern Corps was wiped out. There were not many troops in Leiden Port to defend. The negative impact of the gun scandal has left no one willing to lead the fight against the enemy."

"Where is your Excellency the governor and the chairman of the council?" Joan continued to inquire.

"Sir Norfolk served as the minister to the Ashan Empire last year. Now the biggest official in the city is our old headmaster, Mr. Alexander Jefferson, the chairman of the parliament. I haven't seen anyone, and now I don't know where I am or if I'm still alive."

In Edward's words, there was vague dissatisfaction with Mr. Jefferson's dereliction of duty.

Joan has always been critical of Alexander Jefferson's inconsistencies in his words and deeds. However, he is his old principal after all, and he has been kind to himself. Knowing that his life and death are uncertain after the city is broken, he is somewhat worried, so he Take out the "remote viewing mirror", which can obviously track the whereabouts of Mr. Jefferson.

Silver psychic ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror, slowly showing a scene. On the field under the night, torches illuminated a caravan, and the reflection of the river was faintly visible in the distance.

Judging from the characteristics of the scenery presented by the mirror, this place is close to the wharf by the Ivene River, not less than a hundred miles away from the city of Leiden. The Jefferson family is obviously on the way to escape, and most likely plan to cross the river to the south of Alfheim for refuge.

From the current position of the team, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion.

Long before the fall of Layton City, the Jefferson family had packed up their belongings and hurried out of the city to flee.

If this is an ordinary family, it is of course understandable to make the decision to flee with the whole family when the disaster is imminent.

However, the venerable Mr. Jefferson was the representative of the Continental Congress and the drafter of the Declaration of Independence. What's more, he also held the important position of the chairman of the Leiden City Council. In times of crisis, he did not sit on the front line to command the defense of the city, but fled. This is undoubtedly the most important thing. Serious malfeasance!

Qiao An took a deep breath, suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and turned his eyes to the mirror again, and soon realized that something was wrong.

The motorcade in which the Jefferson family was traveling stopped halfway and was surrounded by a group of ragged black slaves, who seemed to be arguing fiercely.