Paris struck to his feet, and he noticed an unusual movement, and in the whistling of the storm outside, he heard the sound of horses' hooves.

It's so late, it's impossible for a few deputy commanders to mobilize the army, so who is coming?

He no longer had the heart to talk to the priest, and pushed the door open from the room, what was the commotion?

"Enemy attack!" The guard in charge of guarding at the gate of the Supervision Department stumbled over, his face full of panic and horror: "Your Excellency, a team with an unknown flag has attacked us!"

"How many!" Paris asked sharply, for there were troops in Tallinn who dared to attack the Inspectorate, "How many lieutenants are the troops?"

This is absolutely impossible, those deputy commanders who hold military power have been under the close surveillance of the Supervision Department, even if the other party calls a team, they will report here, and the deputy commander of the family has no reason to attack the Supervision Department at all!

"The armor on their bodies does not have the number of the troops, and the number of them is about a hundred, all of them are cavalry!"

"Damn!" Paris felt his eyebrows skip a beat, he drew his sword, and walked towards the door, thinking as he gave the order, "Blow the rallying call! Deliver my order to seal off the Inspectorate immediately!"

A group of bastards with no one in their eyes, do they want to break through the Supervision Department with just a hundred people?

Look down on me too much!

The number of gendarmes stationed in Tallinn City by the Inspectorate is 1,200, not counting the external staff, although there are only more than 300 in the base camp, but it should not be a problem to resist for a while.

Coupled with the strength of several deputy commanders, this attacking cavalry team will be wiped out in the blink of an eye like dust dripping into the sea!

But the truth is not as rosy as Paris imagined.

When he walked out of the corridor, he found that the front of the Inspectorate had already been stained red with blood, and there were panicked cries and cries for help everywhere: "Help!

"Notify the troops on duty!

"Light the torch!

And the initiator of all this was the black-clothed cavalry who were galloping and killing in the crowd at this time, they were wrapped in pitch-black armor, and their faces were covered with masks, and it was impossible to identify them, but Paris saw that the horses they were riding were far taller and stronger than the warhorses equipped by the Norrington family.

It seems to be a foreign enemy!

Paris, who came to this conclusion, felt that his heart was half cold, if the foreign enemy invaded, then the city gate must have been breached, and the number of enemies may be far more than what is in front of him.

"Quick! Tell the Command to gather their troops immediately and blockade Tallinn!"

The herald took the order, and the Inspectorate at this time also needed Paris to preside over the overall situation, otherwise with this chaotic state, there would be no need for the enemy to kill at all, and many of the gendarmes who fell down died under the trampling of their own people.

Pariston felt a moment of weakness, and in the darkness of the attack, the gendarmes were not prepared at all, and some even went to the battlefield with their clothes on, but the result was predictable, and the unarmed gendarmes were harvested in unison like a whole crop of wheat in front of the black cavalry.

The rain washed the blood on the ground, the corpses of the gendarmes fell to the ground in puddles, the torches could not be lit in such weather, and in the darkness there were panicked gendarmes fleeing in all directions, but more frightening than those was the collapse of the will to fight.

"The enemy has entered Tallinn! We are surrounded by them!"

"Surrender!

"Bastard, who allowed you to surrender!

An officer angrily grabbed the fleeing soldier.

"My lord, I want to fight too, but where are the weapons?" said the soldier, shuddering, pointing to the warehouse where the weapons were placed, which had become a ruin.

Dirt and rubble buried spears and swords at the bottom.

Paris gritted his teeth and shouted, "Assemble me! Assemble me!"

In the midst of the cacophony of confusion, Paris's voice was silenced, and no soldier obeyed his orders.

But someone noticed.

In the midst of the warband, one of the black-clad cavalrymen looked up in the direction of the entrance to the Inspectorate, Paris was still waving his hands, trying to calm the panicked army, and it had begun to work, and the gendarmes began to consciously gather towards the room.

Paris was in a state of panic as the armed guards arrived, raising torches under the eaves to make the rally even more apparent.

But soon, he paid the price for his actions.

A black shadow broke through the wind and rain and stabbed straight at an unstoppable speed, and the gendarmes heard only the sharp sound of the wind breaking and the coolness of brushing their scalps.

Paris's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and he saw this flying black shadow, flashing with a sharp light in the front!

It's a spear!

Paris's mind went blank, and almost in the blink of an eye, the spear flew past his earlobe.

There was a scream behind him.

The guards standing beside him were nailed to the walls of the Inspectorate by the spear.

Paris felt his pores tremble, he never thought that death would be so close to him, if that spear had been more accurate, then I would have been nailed to the wall at this time!

He felt the touch of fluid circulating on the back of his hand, and when he turned his head, he realized that his ear was bleeding.

Can't light a torch!

In this pitch-black environment, standing in the range of the firelight, it is simply a live target!

Paris shouted loudly and ordered the guards to extinguish the torches.

At this time, he realized that it was not an easy task to command the army to fight, and he was more suitable to sit in the office to fill out the lawsuit or wholesale arrest approval, and the combat ability of the gendarmes was far inferior to that of the army, and the more than 300 gendarmes had almost no ability to resist, and were chased by the cavalry and slaughtered like pigs.

"Hasn't the Command responded yet, why hasn't their army come to their aid!" Paris exclaimed, the defeat came too quickly, and in the case of a surprise attack, his side was forced to engage the enemy without even carrying weapons, and the ranks could not be lined up or even able to distinguish the enemy's position.

"My lord, the herald has been killed!"

Paris chuckled in his heart, the other party had obviously made a lot of preparations to prevent himself from asking for help, "Then you will be replaced!

"Yes, my lord!"

In the darkness, the soldier stepped on the corpse of his companion and fled in the direction where the cavalry blockade was most sparse.

"Whose team is the other side!Why are they attacking us!" Paris gritted his teeth and cursed, looking at the enemy's uniform black robe and black armor, and said to himself incredulously, "Could it be ......?"