The thick smoke of gunpowder lingered for a long time, and the city of Sovatore had become a dead city by this time. ，

From a small town to a fortress, mechknights roam back and forth, and soldiers digging trenches as if waiting for war.

"Something doesn't seem right." Oginets put down the binoculars in his hand and said with a solemn gaze.

Looking at the heavy-faced Oginets, Hannis's face was also full of doubts and worries.

"What is he doing here?"

He could not understand Count Pol's intentions, and it was clear that the information that Mineva had told them did not match what they saw at the moment, and that the army stationed here was much stronger than they thought.

"I don't know. It's just that this trip to the troubled waters seems to be getting more and more interesting. Instead, Oginets said with interest.

"Ha~~" Hannes sighed speechlessly, "I can only let them ask for more blessings." "Although there are some worries and surprises, but at present, these changes have not affected the operation of the plan too much, after all, the mecha army under Kesman is not vulnerable. As long as they create chaos, they will have a chance.

Outside the city was an empty wasteland, and Chuikov drove the carriage, and behind the carriage were the tyed up of Lady Minerva and Grand Imam Isdel.

The carriage approached slowly, getting closer and closer to the city gates.

"What people!"

The soldier aimed his gun at the carriage, so that Chuikov had to stop his horse.

"I'm ・・・・・・ I'm Chuikov, I'm here with the Grand Imam!" Resisting the fear in his heart, Chuikov stumbled and shouted according to the lines given by Oginets.

Sure enough, as Oginets expected, the soldier slowly lowered the gun in his hand, but remained vigilant. And the surrounding mecha knights had no intention of approaching each other.

"Tsk-it looks like the infiltration plan needs to be delayed!" Oginets said with a little annoyance, biting his thumb.

Count Pol's caution exceeded their expectations.

"Calm down, don't panic." Oginets said to Chuikov on the walkie-talkie, although he had explained the matter clearly, but for this rough man in the countryside, even he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

That's a gamble with the Grand Imam! Although this was the consent of Archimam Isdell himself, this risky move might have made their mission futile.

・・・・・・

And not far away in the wilderness. A tattered locomotive is on the verge of going berserk.

The cold Seryosha drove like a wild thug, and a light locomotive gave the illusion of a tracked chariot under his command.

Even Constance Dante had the illusion that he was close to collapse, and the explosions behind him kept sounding, and it was not impossible for even heavy mechs to catch up with the locomotives in the plains, not to mention the huge repeating guns in their hands that were constantly bombarding them.

If it weren't for Seryosha's constant dodge, they would have been reduced to pieces by this time.

Looking at the potholed road behind him, Constance Dante had palpitations, it seemed that they also underestimated the horror of the mecha knights under the command of Grand Duke Vladimir.

"Shoot them again, or they'll get too close." Seryosha remained unmoved, still with a cold face. Even when the explosion in front of him stirred up dust, there was no panic. Obviously, this man has long been accustomed to the brutality of war, and this is obviously not the quality of an ordinary mercenary.

"Understood!" Constance Dante nodded, reloaded his individual gun, and once again aimed at the leg of a knight's saddle, pulling the trigger.

But Cons Dante's movements were captured by Sergei, who was sitting in a mecha.

"Disperse!" At the sound of an order, all the mechs made evasive moves, causing Conseidante's attack to fail.

"Tsk-" Seeing that the other party had already taken precautions. Constance Dante frowned, and had to give up on continuing the attack.

But Seryosha seems to have expected it. Due to the evasive actions of the other party, the distance between the two sides has widened a lot.

"How are you doing here?" Oginets' voice came from the headphones, "Chuikov has already gone in, twenty minutes at the latest, can you rush back?" ”

"No problem, how are you there." Seryosha asked lightly, as if asking about something that had nothing to do with him. The peace of being out of the way.

"Half and half, maybe exposed." Oginets said unconfidently, "The situation seems to have changed, the power under the command of Count Pol seems to have swelled a lot, and it seems that the Holy See has benefited him a lot." ”

And Seryosha on the other side just shrugged his shoulders slightly. "It's just a dog, I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Understood!"

The two cut off the conversation at the same time.

・・・・・・

Watch the burned corpses pile up. It's like walking in hell on earth.

"Hurry up and burn these corpses, or the plague will be in trouble."

"What a hassle! Aren't we just going to stay for a few days and leave, do we need that? ”

"Bastard, Lord Count can't stand the smell of corpses!"

Listening to the cold words between these mercenaries, Chuikov's back was covered with cold sweat, and he finally knew what the demon's whispering was like. These people are completely dehumanized, immersed in killing, and they do not see the person under the butcher's knife as a life.

Grand Imam Isder covered his mouth and nose, unable to bear to look directly at the tragic situation in front of him.

"Hurry up!" The soldier leading the way shouted.

"I know!" The hunting knife in Chuikov's hand rested on the neck of Mineva, who was being held hostage, and continued forward. To Chuikov's surprise, the other side did not immediately open fire, but let them into the city, which was exactly what Oginnets had expected.

Walk into the dilapidated Town Hall, the largest building in the city of Sovato.

"Oh? It's really coming, it's fun, it's fun. But there was not the slightest look of pleasure on the man's face, the cold town hall was empty, and the smell of blood still lingered in the air.

"Welcome over, Cuikov-kun. Although it was the first time we met, I always wanted to see what the person who took my prey away looked like. But I'm slightly disappointed! Count Pol sighed slightly.

"People I've brought! What about my wife and the other villagers? Chuikov roared tremblingly, he only really realized how terrible the other party was after seeing this man with his own eyes, but that spontaneous aura was not fake, and because of this, it was more and more unsettling, it was the breath of a murderer.

"Although I am very surprised that you will come, but after all, the courage is commendable, and I will not break my promise." Count Pol snapped his fingers, and the guards around him pushed the huge cage cart in.

"Uncle Chuikov!"

"Chuikov!"

The cries of women and children were heard, and the heart-rending cries broke people's hearts. In the eyes of Count Pol, they were as humble as pigs.

"Chuikov, why are you here!" In the cage, there was a woman's weak voice, although faint but so familiar to Chuikov.

The weakened Katyusha was emaciated, and the wounds on her body were swearing the atrocities of those evil deeds.

"You bastard!" Chuikov's eyes were so wide that he almost pounced, "Let them go now, or I'll kill her!" "The hunting knife cut through Minerva's neck, and Chuikov tried to blackmail the other party!

But he's going to be disappointed.

"Why? A person with no use value, do you think I will care? Count Pol said casually and slowly. (To be continued.) )