"The most dangerous moment has arrived,"

I turned to Mrs. Chen, who had a happy and relaxed expression.

"The dying struggle of the trapped beast is the most terrible ......"

"The other party only has two possibilities and choices, and it will be out of control, or desperately pull us to the funeral ......"

"Wouldn't you be too pessimistic......"

The enigmatic creature muttered.

"Sister ......"

I didn't respond to her, but turned to Mrs. Chen and said solemnly.

"How sure are you that the rescuers who came this time are the men and horses you want......

Trying to figure out the worst-case scenario and the heart of defense, the other side also has other ideas and positions, and only a slight relaxation of the offensive is enough to cause us more casualties and other consequences.

I don't want to use the safety of the people around me to test this probability, especially when this kind of fight is about to turn around at the last moment.

"Got it......"

Mrs. Chen nodded

"I've handed it over to you......"

Then he pulled his head and squatted and said to the mysterious creature,

"We'll find the safest place to hide......"

After arranging them, I reassembled the rest of the people.

"Pile the bodies on the windowsill and hide them so that they don't show themselves"

I commanded in a loud voice

"Beware of ......"

"Non-combatants rushed to the lower floors to ......"

"Concentrate weapons and water on the upper floors......"

"Maybe we have to do the last one to get out of this predicament......"

"If you don't want to be injured or killed by mistake or something, just cheer me up for the last bit of energy"

In just a quarter of an hour, the situation in the courtyard had changed unexpectedly.

The rebels were shaken and divided, some stopped and stood in place, some hurriedly turned back to support the rear team, and others began to flee in both directions, running out along the breach.

Only the hundreds of people at the very front, led by a general with beast pattern black armor and red skin, continued to advance desperately.

They shouted slogans, even more excited, even if someone fell and tripped, they were trampled without hesitation,

"Rush in to survive......"

"Find out who we want, and there will be a chance ...... life"

They roared so angrily that it took them only a short time to rush to the front and sweep away the obstacles in front of the door.

Because the ground floor hall had been abandoned, they rushed in almost without hindrance, found themselves empty, and then were smashed into a daze by the masonry and furniture that had been pushed down from the prefabricated positions overhead, followed by a volley of firearms and crossbows, leaving them dead and wounded.

But more people stepped on the corpses of their comrades, and continued to pour in and quickly fill the hall

The narrow stairwells and the entrance of the corridor have become the focus of fierce contention, and people are constantly being cut and rolled down by barbs, and then some people are desperately stepping on corpses and slippery blood to make up for it, and the bows and crossbows and firearms on the upper floors can cause fixed damage to their heads with almost no aim.

But this advantage, after the red cloak and a small poke man beside him, personally entered the battle, immediately changed, just like a sharp knife inserted into the grease, or a heavy hammer that brutally smashed a qiē, and was suddenly broken by the condescending insistence of others.

These are warlike veterans and men of the dead, and when facing an enemy with absolute numerical superiority, they can make full use of the protection of armor and less critical wounds in exchange for casualties of the opponent almost without blinking an eye.

Under their embrace and cover, the red cloak almost took the lead in killing the stairs, leaving a bloody mess all the way, and the red cloak quickly became tattered.

Then the soldiers stopped and waited in formation, and easily blocked the guards who were rushing over to support the rest of the corridor, and blocked the square inch in front of the staircase, covering the red cloak and continuing to kill upward.

There were fewer guards on the third floor, and they were mostly gunners and crossbowmen, who braved what they could find and threw themselves into close combat.

At the narrow intersection, he almost did not avoid the knife and spear, and the moment he was alone, he turned slightly sideways, and the tip of the spear was driven by the armor and stuck under the ribs, and the horizontal knife that slashed also changed from the vital point of the neck to the shoulder armor splattered with blood.

Then he slashed his knife like a fly, and immediately cut off the guards who were blocking his face, slashing several people one after another with broken legs and hands, and then he didn't even look at it, as if he was not willing to spend any more effort at all.

The sword in his hand fell and fell, almost no one could stop him, whether it was a spear, a hand or a sword, he was almost cut and chopped together with people and weapons, and he couldn't fall a few times.

It's like a humanoid meat grinder, leaving behind a shattered human body. Even if there was a slight obstacle, it was like being swept away as garbage, and through his strong arm, he was thrown to the side, or he slammed into the walls and railings, and fell straight down, letting out a dull scream.

Touch, my handcuff was also loaded and shot out, but unfortunately he was sideways and deflected, only on the shoulder that was not very important, poofed a few bloody nail leaves, wearing such a tight armor, and was injured, but I didn't know that I could still maintain enough agility and fierce movements.

In the blink of an eye, he had already killed the third layer, and blocked the guards of the second layer and the third layer behind him. I can really see Han Liangchen and Bo Fu, all kinds of worried and indignant expressions. Instead, I calmed down a bit.

The tattered red-skinned wind, which had also turned into a dark sauce color soaked in flesh and blood, was glued together, like a tail made of several rolls of cloth, and with the movement of his slashing, it flew with a strange sense of grandeur.

Several experienced horsemen and guards, with their knives and cards, finally stopped him, and then he was shot again, but unfortunately it was a handcuff. Although it hit the chest, it was blocked by the shattered metal heart guards.

With great hatred in my heart, I dragged a long gun again, refilled it, but I couldn't stand the shaking of my hands, spilled some powder, and then screamed so badly that my whole stick fell to the ground. But it is

With a bang, the red cloak showed a flaw, and at the cost of being pierced in the leg, he put one of the riders again into the guard, breaking their cover at once, and then cutting off the sword and arm of the other guard, and slammed him against the wall with his chest,

Then I could not hold back any longer, and raised my long guns, a little sour and a little firm, and finally the two riders and guards seemed to have made up their minds

, wrapped around him, and then pierced, taking advantage of this moment of stiffness, I also pulled the trigger.

Touch, the red cloak shook a little, blood splashed from the position of the collarbone, he laughed like a ghost, and freed the broken armor pocket, revealing the dark lining inside, dragging the long war knife with his backhand, limping towards me,

A small figure rushed against the wall, waving his hand to splash the liquid on him from close range, he waved his hand, but he made a snorting sound, steaming up a lot of smoke, and couldn't help but snort. Backhand knife past,

I was shocked and tried to stop it with a firecracker, but my whole body was cut off, but it also blocked the downward momentum, and slashed diagonally into the plastered wall, falling a few pieces, and a large fork of hair falling down.

Then she moved again, another pungent liquid, slanted above Redskin's shoulder, and this time he couldn't block it all, as if he was a little late in reacting from the fatigue of the battle or from excessive bleeding.

Then I saw that there were several translucent patches on his head and face, and on his lips, nose, and ears, the skin quickly turned yellow and withered, and then rolled and peeled off, revealing a layer of bright red flesh inside.

Then he did the most wrong thing, with his free hand, trying to touch the position of the hand on his face, and unsurprisingly he screamed again, which was a real unbearable pain.

He picked it up again, screaming down the hallway like a wounded beast, but there was no threat anymore, because he couldn't see it anymore.

The action of touching his face seemed to stain the remaining corrosive matter on the gloves to the corners of his eyes, and the whole piece of blood-red eyelids drooped down and turned into gray and cloudy crystals.

Almost stuck in my thigh, cutting heavily into the ground of the patterned bricks, I can even feel the stinging sensation of the splinter hitting the side of my leg, but this is it,

"Go well, don't send ......"

I muttered softly, kicked the mutilated guardrail, shook off a few pieces, and then, with his reflexive slashing motion, the whirring blade swept over my head, and the red cloak fluttered into the air and weighed heavily on the unbearable guardrail.

In the sound of BearingPoint shattering, I watched coldly at the red-skinned wind, which was desperately trying to catch something, just past me, and with gravity and inertia, swooped out of the railing.

There was a dull bang, and then the rebels who were fighting below invariably let out a miserable cry and cry like a mourner, as if they had lost their sanity and fighting spirit, and turned around and ran away regardless of the fight, and then fell to the ground one by one.

In the end, under my hurried order, there were still some prisoners left, probably dozens of people, but there seemed to be only the color of dead ashes left in their eyes.

For the guards who paid a heavy price, they vented their beatings and insults, and they did not react like a corpse.

"Why did you run out ......"

Only then did I breathe my breath, and looked at the mysterious creatures whose little faces were as white as snow, and which were also spread out on the ground

"Because I have a bad feeling......"

She replied.

"Is this the three acids and two alkalis?"

I looked again, at the little empty bottle that had been thrown on the floor.

"It's so easy to ......"

She tilted her head, as if she hadn't recovered from her palpitations, and replied subconsciously.

"This is just a little bit of real fruit extracted by hand from the exhaust gas of ironmaking......"

"The old lady only has the basic principle, and there is no process demonstration of large-scale production......"

"Then again, you're a girl, what are you doing with these high-risk chemicals......

"You have to take care of it,"

Speaking of which, she seemed to glare at me meaningfully, which made people feel a little inexplicably injured

"Actually, this is for those suspicious lolicensons......"

After recovering a little bit, I helped her to stand up again, but she squatted down again with a "yo".

"What's wrong......

Her face changed suddenly, like a frightened fawn, she wanted to run, but her legs were weak and her feet were weak and she knelt on the ground again.

"Are you hurt......

I nervously lowered my head to look and ask, but was pushed away by her flushed face

"I said I don't want you to care......"

Seeing her like this, I became more and more worried,

"In this situation, do you still want to hold on......

Almost without saying a word, I forcibly picked up the writhing enigmatic creature and placed it in the nearest room in the corridor.

A moment later,

After a sudden scream and crackling slapping sound, I walked out with a sneering expression, leaving only the mysterious creatures curled up in a mass of water traces on the walls and on the ground, as if squatting with their heads in their hands, and continuing all kinds of entanglements and troubles inside.

Well, even if I'm mistaken, you don't want the birds to bite and crawl, and I seem to have done something worse than a beast.

Well, in fact, it is not a particularly shameful thing to be scared to pee between life and death, and I would have liked to comfort her so much, but as soon as I showed my head, I crackled and threw something out of my mind, so that I dispelled this thought.

It's just that afterwards, because of the intense love and action, it splashed on my body again in front of me, and for a woman of her age and mentality, it was a bit of a shame to train patty.

actually let her, a black creature with a belly like a Tianshan Tong, cry like a little girl

At this time, a voice from upstairs diverted my attention.

"Sister, now you can sue me,"

I sighed a little tired at Mrs. Chen, who had come out of the hiding place again

"These rebels, at the cost of death and injury, what do they want to get......

"As it should ......"

She nodded apologetically, and led me to the warehouse on the top floor, a secret door that was opened by her own hands and hidden behind a huge sundries cupboard, revealing the passage inside.

The person who came out of the inner room with a probe still surprised me,

"This is? ……”