The explosion of gunpowder resounded over the city, and the flames and flashes illuminated the night as if it were day.

In front of the main gate of the Knights of the Twilight West, the corpses of the fallen could be seen everywhere, most of them were soldiers of the Order, and a small number of the dead were those who attacked.

More than 30 surviving soldiers of the Knights hid behind the main gate, blocked the door with tables, chairs and benches, and erected a temporary barricade.

As the temporary commander of this group of survivors, Ennis, the deputy captain of the 3rd Heavy Infantry Wing of the Knights of the Twilight, a man who looks young but has participated in dozens of battles in Twilight City, is a veritable veteran commander.

"Hold the gate!"

Ennis, dressed in makeshift armor, knelt behind the barricade of tables and chairs, wiped the blood from his face, looked at the crowds of enemy troops in the darkness outside the door, and yelled behind him, "Where's the reinforcement?!!"

A dusty soldier, dressed in single clothes and holding a shield he had stolen from the enemy, cried out in mourning: "The armory, the gates, and the stables have all been captured by the enemy, we have no weapons or armor, and many brothers have been killed before they even come out of the camp!"

Ennis's eyes were furious, and he could only hear him shout: "Traitors! A group of traitors! This must have been a premeditated rebellion!"

Before the words fell, a dense burst of muskets rang out in the dark and oppressive enemy formation.

Lead bullets, with powerful kinetic energy, pierced the wooden planks of the tables, chairs and wooden units with low defensive power, and swept away the remaining soldiers behind the barricades.

Accompanied by the splashing of blood, screams continued to sound among the soldiers.

Watching his subordinates die one after another, Ennis's eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists and struggled to rush forward.

A sharp pain suddenly came from his back.

Ennis gasped and stumbled to the ground, a sharp dagger deep into his back, blood running down his spine and onto the ground.

With the last of his strength, Ennis turned to look behind him, and a familiar face of panic appeared in his sight.

"Hug ...... Sorry, sir, I have a family ......."

Ennis fell to the ground, all the voices getting farther and farther away, he slowly closed his eyes, and said the last sentence unwillingly.

"A bunch of ...... Bastard ......"

Standing on the clock tower in Twilight, the patriarch of the Daurson family, Rutledge, took a telescope and looked at the city.

The citizens of the city were overwhelmed by the sudden battle, and the originally lively bazaar, busy port, and happy shopping street suddenly became a mess, and people ran back to their homes crying and howling, locking the gates, leaving only a gap in the window, and peeking out.

While Ratledge was observing the situation in the city, a panting aristocratic messenger climbed up the tower, walked behind the former, and whispered, "Lord Daurson, the city security team and the military camp of the Knights of the Twilight West have basically ended the battle. ”

"How's it going?"

"In the security team, before the battle began, we bribed all the officers on duty tonight, and controlled the chief and deputy officers of the security team in advance under the pretext of the banquet, so the whole occupation process went relatively smoothly. ”

"As for the military camp of the Knights of the Twilight West, it took a lot of effort. The sentries of the Order were strictly disciplined and well-trained, and it took us a great deal of effort to secure the gates of the barracks. The armory, however, is a big problem, and there are three checkpoints at the gate. Even though we tried a lot of tricks, we still couldn't buy off the commander of the last level, so we had to resort to a strong attack......"

Ratledge put away his binoculars, stared at the person behind him, and said coldly: "Idiot! There is no one in this world who money can't buy, and if there is, it just means that the price you paid is not high enough!"

The messenger hurriedly lowered his head and said yes again and again.

"If you had done things safely, you wouldn't have made such a big fuss at all! Now that the whole city knows about our actions, those cabinet members must have begun to prepare for escape!"

Ratledge, who was still angry, shook his head and said, "There are also the Kingdom Navy and the North Island Knights, how are those two barracks?"

The messenger swallowed: "The Imperial Navy has already controlled the plank road and barracks, and now there is a fierce battle between the warships in the port, and I believe it will not be long before we can control all the ships." ”

"The North Island Knights' side, something is not going well......"

Rutledge's eyes widened: "What do you mean it doesn't go well?"

"Excluding those who returned home and accompanied the ship, there were only about two hundred people left in the entire camp of the North Island Knights. At first, we thought that these barbarians, who only knew how to drink and fight, had no skills at all, so we didn't send many people. But ......"

The messenger said this, a look of fear flashed in his eyes: "Those North Island pirates are simply a bunch of monsters, they don't wear armor, they don't fall when they are hit by an arrow, and killing people is as casual as drinking water and eating...... Especially their deputy leader, the giant named Little Jerry, who wielded that wheel-sized axe that could easily shatter the strongest of giant shields......"

"Shut up!"

Ratledge listened to the messenger's more and more outrageous words, and stopped the other party in annoyance: "I don't care what method you use, whether it's bribing or attacking, in short, you must capture the military camp of the North Island Knights for me!"

Watching the messenger leave in a hurry, Ratledge slammed his fist against the wall in front of him and roared, "A bunch of waste!"

"Young Master. ”

The old butler of the Daurson family, appeared behind Ratledge and reminded, "The mercenary group and pirate group we paid for are approaching Dusk City, and they need our answer. ”

Ratledge took a deep breath: "Tell those stupid silver-ring nobles to let them give me the task assigned in advance, to block the road and set up barricades. Order the scout ships in the port area and the scouts outside the city to light the signal lights and guide the pirates and mercenaries into the city!"

Speaking of this, Ratledge thought for a moment and added, "Whether it is a pirate or a mercenary, I must send an army to supervise them, and let them put their hands and feet clean for me, so that they will not contaminate the city!"

The old butler nodded, made a knife gesture towards Ratledge, and whispered, "Regarding the Minister of the Interior of Boanse and the Guy VII of the Silver Ring Kingdom, do you want to dispose of it now?"

Ratledge thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Now is not the time, if I want to control Twilight City, I still need the help of those Silver Ring nobles." ”

The old butler nodded yes and left the tower.

Turning his head to look at the firelight in Twilight, Ratledge grabbed the railing in front of him, his face was surprisingly calm, and he whispered with a smile on his lips, "Come on, let the fire and fear come more intensely...... After tonight, this city will no longer belong to the Holy King!"