Roland's face was full of ferocity, and the pistol was held against the head of a thug.

And the thug was frightened by Roland's this, and thought of the eleven barrels of the guns that were spewing fire just now, and knelt down at that time.

"My lord, spare my life, Sir James told me to do this, and if I didn't, he would kill me on the spot!" the thug cried out with tears in his eyes, pointing his finger at another thug not far away.

"Taylor, you traitor, I'll kill you now!" saw that he had been betrayed, and immediately pounced angrily at the thug who had identified him.

"Go to Nimma!" the Roland knight flew up, and before Sir James could fly, his big foot was already imprinted on Sir James's chest.

The gap between a third-level knight and a first-level knight is even greater than the gap between a first-level knight and ordinary people, Roland's kick was a little weak, and he almost didn't die when he kicked Sir James, constantly coughing up blood, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Come, kill me, they're afraid of your weapons, but I'm not afraid!" Sir James breathed a sigh of relief, and a mouthful of blood foamed on the ground, raising a cloud of dust and making himself face, but adding a touch of cruelty.

"Don't talk to me about these useless things! If you want to die, why didn't you just block the muzzle of the machine gun? What picture are you looking for here? You go and look with it?" Roland sneered and pointed to the "Vulcan" machine gun that was still emitting a trace of gunsmoke on the sentry post behind him, and looked Sir James in the eyes with a mocking face.

Sir James was silent, but the cruelty in his eyes did not fade in the slightest, but grew stronger.

"Who's the mastermind!" Knight Roland put the muzzle of his gun to James on the forehead.

Judging from the situation on the scene, this James is just a relatively loyal pawn, and the mastermind behind the scenes must still be alive, hiding in this prisoner of war camp, and his knighthood or former status in the rebels must not be low, otherwise it would be impossible to mobilize so many people to riot.

However, there were more than 20,000 people in the prisoner of war camp in front of them, and there were more than 200 people above the baron level alone! If everyone did not let go, there would be no way to find them.

Sir James faced the muzzle of Captain Roland's gun, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Phew, you're all butchers, you're all executioners, kill me, I'm not going to die!"

James suddenly burst out, spat on Roland's clothes, and yelled.

"Then you're going to die! Look at the misery of Crescent City!Tell me who the butcher is? Who is the executioner? It's you!" Roland was furious, grabbing Sir James by the collar with his left hand, and shoved the muzzle of his pistol into James's mouth with his right hand, two pairs of blood-red eyes staring at each other.

"Bang!"

Roland was still grumpy after all, and directly shot Sir James in the head, lifting the entire back of the latter's head into the air, and the skull with bullet holes flew out more than ten meters, and the white brain and blood mixed together, turning into a strange color.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, click......"

Roland's eyes were blood-red, and he held the gun and continued to vent his anger on James until the revolver's nest empty, and Roland stopped pulling the trigger.

Roland, who had recovered his strength, threw the pistol to the ground with a "snap", and the soldier next to him immediately handed over his rifle with exquisite workmanship and a magazine full of bullets.

"I've been damn sorry for you!" Roland wiped his face and spat on James' corpse.

Roland pointed a gun at a young man not far from James, who had been paying attention to for a long time.

When Roland and Sir James were arguing just now, all the prisoners of war looked at this side in fear, but this one Rao's eyes were very calm, which made Roland suspicious.

"You, stand up!" Roland pointed at the man with his rifle in one hand, and with the other hand he was not idle, he touched his waist and placed it on the bayonet, as long as the man made any abnormal move, he could be eliminated immediately.

But fortunately, this man was very obedient, glanced at the corpse of James on the ground, and stood up honestly.

"Who are you, and who is the mastermind behind it? It's better not to know to me, or this guy on the ground, or I'll send you to him." ”

Seeing that the man was honest, Roland put the rifle pointed at him on his shoulder, but his left hand remained on the hilt of the bayonet.

"My lord, I am Brown, the second son of Earl Ankru of the Earls of the Nian River in Delis, Kannasshire, and my father and eldest brother have been killed in this war, and I know who is behind it. ”

The young man bowed to Roland, and left half of his words behind, as if deliberately hanging Roland's appetite.

"Very well, Earl Brown, I can call you that now, who is the mastermind behind the scenes? Don't try to use your status as an earl to press me, this is Remlos Castle, not your family's Nyan River, the status of a nobleman will not work here, don't ink with me. ”

Roland is a little impatient, he has been here for sixteen or seventeen minutes, the soldiers are almost finished cleaning up the pile of corpses behind, and after a while, I am afraid that the people from His Highness's side will come over, if he doesn't find out, then he Roland will be a little embarrassed.

"The mastermind behind this is Earl Owen Fox, the Earl of the Low Realms of Delis, and an enemy of our family for generations, who instigated this riot. Brown said calmly, unhurriedly.

"Isn't he dead, where is he now?" Roland lowered his voice.

"In the prisoner of war camp over there, he came in with a concealed identity, and his reputation in this prisoner of war camp is very high, and many prisoners listen to him, and I can't fight him, so I can only obey orders. Brown looked left and right for a moment, then lowered his voice and told Roland.

"Very good, if you have offset your merits, I will not hold you responsible this time, take us to arrest that guy, and I will apply for a reduction in your sentence. Roland patted Brown on the shoulder and said lightly.

"Please come with me, sir!" Brown was also aware of the situation, and he was sure that Roland would take Fox seriously after he reported it, and that he would be protected by the soldiers.

"Anyway, when I was cleaning up that James just now, why didn't you stand up?"

Roland followed Brown's footsteps and asked, a little puzzled.

"This James is one of Fox's loyal followers, and the guy who was sent to spy on me and plan the riot, and when the 'big guy' roared just now, James pushed me forward, but luckily I reacted quickly to dodge. ”

is also a calculating master! Roland said secretly in his heart, but he still led someone to follow.

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