As soon as the battle boat left, the captain of the city guard wanted the remaining thirty or so city guards to set up a defense on the street in front of the hotel, but Marceau only glanced at the avenue where twenty men were still free, and objected to the bad idea of the captain of the city guard: "You must be crazy, any commander of the evil god rebel army with a brain and a small team of cavalry can kill you like a bunch of bedbugs." ”

"But we can't give up any of our companions who might be saved!" replied the captain of the city guard.

"All of us retreated to the four-story hotel, and we could make a flag out of the sheets and bed frames and hang it on the roof, telling all the friends who were still resisting that we were holding out here. Pointing to the tallest building in this block, Marceau looked at the captain of the city guard in front of him, "Are you willing to let your subordinates be killed without cover, or do you want them to kill a few more rebels and cultists behind the wall before dying?" ”

The ugly old wound on the captain's face twitched twice, but Marceau was right, and finally he nodded, "You're right. ”

So a group of city guards, under the command of the captain of the city guard, first stormed the hotel and began to clean the lobby, while the few city guards who were left behind helped Marceau move their house, and the one with a penetrating wound to his chest was ...... Well, the four lucky men survived, and the two city guards carried him into the hotel after the moving procession.

At this time, the lobby of the hotel had been cleaned, and several cultists dotted the lobby floor, and when they saw Marceau and them enter, the captain of the city guard asked his subordinates to block the back door of the kitchen, and then asked a few subordinates to drag those cultists to the third floor.

It's a good idea, as the survivors will understand when they see the façade of the inn - the Shalishi are now having a party in the city, unlike the champions who love and kill each other...... At least after the fight, they will not strip their own people naked and hang them on the wall for decoration.

These city guards are doing good things. The sheets and boards were taken down again, apparently they had dismantled a bed, and Marceau placed the sheets on the ground on the ground on the first floor and took a bottle of soy sauce from the kitchen, and used it to draw an emblem between the guards under the direction of the captain of the city guard, which is said to indicate that the place was controlled by the city guards.

"Hey, I never thought that this emblem, which had been used in the exercise for half my life, would one day walk out of the exercise. "Watch Marceau finish the last stroke. The captain of the city guard sighed with emotion.

"At least it will give more people who see this thing a chance to survive. Marceau smiled at the middle-aged man.

Marceau, Constantine, and the captain of the city guard went up to the fourth floor with four of their subordinates, first nailed the bed boards into a flagpole with iron nails, then decorated them with cylindrical sticks taken from the head of a bed to form a flagpole, nailed the flag to one of the bed boards, then nailed the bed board to the flagpole, and finally supported it into the flagpole and inserted it.

As soon as the city guards let go, Marceau heard the whistle of a light signal not far away, and the kitten turned to see the second signal rising from a small three-story building not far away.

"Your name is Marceau...... Thank you. The captain of the city guard looked at the cat cub with a look of gratitude.

"It's fine. Can you get in touch with them by means of guò lights?" asked Marceau.

"No problem, we have torches, and the city guards and the regular army use the same set of signals...... "After the captain of the city guard, one of his subordinates took out a torch from his backpack, but he stopped his subordinates from igniting the fire: "The rebels will also see these signals, and they may react faster." ”

"Then let's go downstairs to welcome the guests, how about leaving them on the rooftop. ”

"No problem, Jason. Stasi, Hill. You stay on the rooftop to protect Mike, who is responsible for recovering to all distant targets that signal you...... It is said that the captain of the city guard is here to hold on. ”

"Yes, sir. After Mike finished speaking, he lit the torch and began to signal, and since he had this layer of assurance, the kitten cub followed the captain of the city guard down the rooftop.

"Pointed ears! You go up to the roof with a megaphone. Sue sù Are we guests or enemies...... Lin, Walt, Whitman, Joe, and Lynch, Sherman, Choi, and Carl, the eight of you who are the best at crossbows go up to the second floor, use the windows as cover, use crossbows to block the streets, and the others give them all the crossbow arrows!" The captain of the city guard began to assign tasks: "The others put clutter near the stairs to the second floor, and don't let those bastards take advantage of the chaos to go upstairs." ”

"Wait a minute, let's get our little priests and mages up. The kitten pointed at Eleuk and Jingliu - although they can fight, this kind of melee has always been unfriendly to the villains: "Keep them away from hand-to-hand combat, they can help us better with muskets." ”

“…… Well, by the way, simply...... Let's let this Miss Paladin go up too. Glancing at Anne, who was wielding a giant hammer, the captain of the city guard thought about it for a while before deciding to mention only Yang.

Marceau also expressed her helplessness about this, the all-metal hammer in Anne's hand was obviously the big killing weapon she got from Martha Tier - she could feel the weight just by looking at it, so there was no one standing around her at all, and the city guards were not stupid, standing next to the girl waiting to be killed by mistake?

Soon, the first wave of guests arrived, and fifteen city guards rushed into the hotel with each other's arms, and after the detection of the priest of the army, the three crossbows they brought were immediately taken up to the second floor by the three city guards with the best marksmanship, and the most seriously injured of the six wounded was immediately carried on the second floor to receive emergency surgery from Yang - the unlucky man's leather armor was gone, and the bandage on his chest was still oozing blood, and if he didn't operate in time, Marceau was sure that this guy would be dead.

"I see the cultists!" the spiky-eared half-elf's voice came from upstairs, "Number fifteen!"

"These damn evils!" Looking at the gate in front of him, the captain of the city guard drew his long sword from his waist and rushed out first: "Let them taste the blade!"

Well, the cultists are usually those civilians, these citizens have become believers in evil gods, and those who believe in evil usually encounter a level of about 0-15, for this kind of war scum, if you want to rub some experience, the cat cub just rushed out, and saw that the city guard captain had cut down the last cultist. However, Aleuk, who was upstairs, reacted quickly and killed a cultist with a musket, becoming the first member of the team to gain experience after the start of the defensive battle.

"Hurry up and retreat! I see those damned rebels! they are wearing plate armor and leather armor!" came the news of the pointed ears again, this time the captain of the city guard chose to retreat to the hotel, and of course, before retreating, the captain of the city guard brought back the three spears that were still intact in the hands of the cultists.

"At least we can give our back row something to do. After distributing the spears and spears to the counter as a subordinate of the reserve, the captain of the city guard explained to Marceau, "The biggest thing I regret now is that I didn't bring our spears and axes. ”

Marceau glanced at the tip of the spear, a standard three-edged armor-piercing spear head, and then the kitten heard the floor-to-ceiling windows with wooden planks on both sides of the gate being knocked open, and looked at the evil rebels who appeared in front of him, and the kitten raised his hand and shot his own hidden arrow.

The silver-seeping arrow passed through the observation slit of the latter's helmet, so the rebel fell to his knees with his head up, and the next second, his body was knocked away by the evil companion behind him, and the latter, who was 'flying' in the greasy technique, was not much better, and directly stuck his head on the stone floor. (To be continued......)

ps: It's also helpless, I used the keypad to click the wrong ...... I can't change it, I can only make it wrong......

PS2: Yesterday's head was really mushy, and there were still errors in yesterday's text, but they have been fixed.

ps3: Please spare my teachers......_(:3ゝ∠)_