The long river of time is flowing slowly, and the sun that used to be at noon has gradually set. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe faint dusk gradually covered the land, and before the golden light could stain the rooftops of Baal Town, darkness had slowly descended on the Silver Coast. It was already about eight o'clock in the evening, and Levi looked down at the pocket watch in his hand, and he had a detailed grasp of the time. And he looked up at the already dark street outside the window, and nodded slowly, "It's okay." ”

The Ottoman sailors behind him were squatting behind, and the scimitars at their waists were already held in front of their chests, all with solemn and solemn faces, listening to Levi's nodding, their squatting figures also stood up slightly. But they didn't straighten up and make any big moves, they all retreated lightly and cleanly, staring at the door of the warehouse in front of them, and one by one they had already put their hands on the hilt of the knife.

But now, whether it was Levi or the Ottoman sailors, they had a wide linen black robe on their bodies, and a hood that could hide most of their faces at the back of their heads. These black robes and black hoods were in a room in the warehouse, and it was obvious that this was an important stronghold in the past, but with the complete death of Celli, all the secrets were buried in the dilated pupils.

First Officer Green was dressed in the same way, crouching behind the door and looking vigilantly at the outside through the gap. The rooms that were supposed to be lit with candles on both sides of the street are now gradually turning off the lights, and even the faint crying of children is finally disappearing with the scolding of the parents. All the inhabitants seemed to be afraid of something, and as the sky darkened completely, only the light of the stars and the moon appeared on the land, gently illuminating the streets of Baal Town, as if everything was normal.

"The night is dark and the wind is high? It doesn't look like it..."

The corners of Levi's mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, but his eyes were extremely cold. He was the first to stand up and walk in front, and at the same time he pulled up the hood behind his head and put it on, and his whole face was already shrouded in darkness, and he could no longer see it. The same is true of the wide linen black robe on his body, the scimitar hanging from his waist and the windbreaker on his body are also covered inside, which is almost no different from the drowning believers that Levi encountered before.

The door opened, and a mysterious man in a black robe and a black hood had already walked out of the warehouse door. First Officer Green also covered his entire cheek with his hood, and at the same time closed the door firmly with his backhand, and locked the door firmly with a thick bronze lock. Although they didn't need to care if there was a thief, Levi didn't want to wait until he came back and was accidentally discovered by a thief who didn't have long eyes, so as to startle the snake.

They walked briskly along the street, the moonlight shining down so that they could see clearly. Their hurried footsteps seemed to be heard in the surrounding houses, but apart from the occasional barking of dogs, there was not a single pedestrian. Only in the direction of the wooden wall, near the masonry gate, there were four fellows in black robes and black hoods, but judging by the seemingly skillful appearance of the spears, these four fellows could be known to be the former militia of Bal.

"Why are you here so late?"

Torches had been lit at the city gates, and a militiaman in black robes was holding a torch in his hand, carrying his spear very casually, and his face in the hood was also impatient and confused. Although so many people came over, he still didn't have the slightest vigilance, just stretched out the torch to look at Levi and them, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he asked suspiciously: "What part are you from, why do you look like I've never seen you?" ”

"Which part?" Levi's voice sounded under the hood, flat and without the slightest mood swing. Raising his head slightly, his cold eyes were already filled with indifferent killing intent, and the pace under his feet also quickened a little, looking at the four militiamen who had already looked a little strange, but had not yet reacted, the hand under the black robe had already grasped the handle of the scimitar, it was just a wrong face, and the blade that was still shining with the moonlight had already slashed through the fragile throat in an instant, and it was also reinserted into the sheath with a slick of blood, only the sound of the corpse falling to the ground appeared.

"Puff" "Puff" "Puff"

The militia next to him, who was also unwary, had fallen to the ground, and First Officer Green and the other two sailors had also put the scimitar back into its sheath. They were all well-trained infantry of the Ottoman Empire, and many of them had practiced swordsmanship since childhood, and an Ottoman sword technique that focused on actual combat and lethal moves was famous in modern times. Although the musket has been declining with the development of muskets, it is still deadly in this close-quarters combat.

The corpses of the four militiamen were already lying at the wooden gate, and immediately the sailors stepped forward tacitly, and quickly carried the corpses to the corner next to them, and when they returned, it was as if there had never been a fight or murder at the gate, and even if it was dawn, no one went to the corner to carefully search the pile of wood that seemed to be placed randomly, and no one would find that there were still four militiamen's corpses hidden inside.

The darkness did not envelop the stars and the moon, and the sea breeze, though still blowing, did not produce a whimpering wail. But it was indeed a night of killing, a night that had been defined in Levi's mind as a night of fighting and slaughter. Although Levi is modest and polite, all this is based on his kindness, and if someone really touches Levi's bottom line, then he doesn't mind turning into a terrifying war butcher. As long as the people of this world are regarded as NPCs, then Levi's slaughter will have no scruples, and there will be no moral pressure, which is the darkness hidden in Levi's heart.

Then they came out, and everyone calmly dealt with this horrible night of killing, and as regular soldiers, they were already stained with blood, whether it was a European heresy, an Arab rebel, or the natives of this world. For this group of sailors from the game system, despite their temperament, the fact that they are combat units will never change, because they are in the game for the sake of war!

"Captain Levi, our men are ready."

Walking down the rugged mountain road, Hall had already led the group of Spanish sailors to meet quickly, all of them with flintlock pistols in their hands, and looked at Levi with grim faces. Although they stayed at the dock and the warship in the afternoon, the strange atmosphere was not imperceptible at the moment, and even in the afternoon, their warship slowly sailed away from the dock for a distance, and only after the militia who wanted to get closer to them dispersed did they hold the 7-pounder gun back to the shore, carefully and vigilantly watching the situation in Bal Town, while continuing to wait for Levi's instructions.

But now they didn't need to cover up, except for the more than 20 people left behind, the rest of the 50 people had formed a line phalanx and quickly came to Levi, the flintlock pistols in the hands of the three columns had been clenched, and it seemed that they had been loaded. It was a sudden, but expected war, and when they saw the arrogance of the drowning believers, and Levi's brazen murderous methods, they were mentally prepared.

"Very well, I'd like to see what's in the hills behind Barr."

Looking at the sailors who had already been prepared, the corners of Levi's mouth were already curled into a smile. Nineteen melee infantry armed with scimitars, plus fifty musketeers with flintlock muskets, would be an innovative advantage in a world still in the era of feudal cold weapons. What's more, those so-called drowning believers are just a group of conspirators under the cloak of religion, and in the face of Levi's current absolute strength, even if there are many conspiracies, they are just fragile and ridiculous scarecrows.

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