The mob was faced with three choices. A road on the left leads to a bush and grove with Swiss Guards, a path in the middle leads to a fountain and a small two-story building with snipers, and a road to the right leads to a hedge maze.

Eventually, the mob split into three strands and headed in three directions. This is the advantage of having a large number of people, just like Li Yunlong's attack on Ping'an County, "The main direction of attack?" There's no main direction of attack, it's all fucking main direction! ”

By this time, the mob on the left had already advanced to the edge of the bushes with shouts and shouts against the incoming bullets, and they poked into the bushes with their pitchforks, hoping to poke the soldiers hiding inside. But they were doomed to disappointment, for the soldiers had already begun to retreat deeper into the woods in the rear, and at a distance of a hundred meters they lined up again, and then bullets flew again at the mob that had squeezed into the bushes and forests.

After all, this is a royal garden, and it is not an exaggeration to call the woods here "forests", covering an area of several hectares, if there are only a few trees, where is worthy of the noble royal family!

At this point, the mob in the woods was desperate, and instead of becoming a barrier for them, the trees became a cover for the Swiss Guards, who were constantly hit by bullets and fell to the ground in a terrible scream.

Fighting in the woods is definitely a big test for inexperienced, demoralized troops, as you never know where a deadly bullet will come at you (shè). Also, due to the obscuration of trees, you won't be able to spot the exact number of enemies at all.

Coupled with the use of semi-automatic firearms by the Swiss Guards, Mauser rifles, and the snipers' focus on the care of the exposed mobs, the mobs in the forest directly became suspicious, and they looked at everything like enemies, so the weapons in their hands were scattered indiscriminately. However, most of them were empty-handed, and they didn't even touch the side of the Swiss Guards!

So how did the Swiss Guards get to them? Very simple!

First of all, the mob is already dense, so you only need to find a general direction to shoot; Second, the Swiss Guards were lying on the ground, and they could see the mob's feet through the cracks in the woods and hear the rustle of the leaves as they moved.

In the end, Han Xing himself (shēn) was in the middle lane and turned himself into a radio, informing the Swiss Guard mob of movements in real time through a psychic link.

The poor mob, who don't know where the enemy is, how many they are, how big the woods are, in this situation of not knowing what to ask and don't know (qíng), they just let their imagination fly! Never underestimate the brain-replenishing ability of humans, they directly brain-made up the picture of thousands of armies lying in ambush waiting for them in front, at least in terms of firepower, they think so.

In the end, in this state of grass and trees, the mob on the left collapsed directly, and ran towards the gate, some dragging the corpses of their companions or relatives and friends.

The mob on the right encountered the same view as the one on the left, except that the woods became a maze of hedges. They frantically poured into the hedge maze, then took the fork in the road, and then spun around the maze like headless flies. And from time to time, the nobles took them down with a black gun.

In fact, this is not a labyrinth, if you look down on this hedge labyrinth, you will find that it is not difficult to walk at all, but it is just a secluded place for the royal couple to escape the noise of the world and take a walk with peace of mind. It's not about building a mausoleum!

What's even more explosive is that people in this tense situation will definitely become more neurotic and sensitive, and then when two mob forces meet at some corner - they are not professional soldiers after all! Some people just opened fire! As a result, as soon as the people on the opposite side heard the gunshots and saw someone falling, they immediately fired back at this side in a daze, and as a result, (rè) (rè) fought for a long time, and found that it was all their own people.

And even if there were times when they didn't go off because of nervousness, the nobles under Han Xing's command also held back their bad intentions (shè) to kill people on both sides and help them lead the battle, and the result was that the entire labyrinth was full of gunfire, so that the mob didn't know where the enemy was!

Moreover, the crowd is unusually crowded, coupled with the constant sneak attacks, which causes them to be nervous, and it is naturally easier to be trapped in the maze! They went around the maze for a long time before a clever soldier made a suggestion: Why don't we just break the hedges?

Now the mob finally reacted, instead of going around in circles inside, just cut down the hedges! But before that, they had already suffered enough and paid thousands of casualties before they finally got their senses.

So the question arises: where are the nobles hiding to shoot their black guns?

In fact, it is very simple, the nobles have never entered the labyrinth, they are directly outside the hedge maze, they can easily see the mob inside by stuffing the binoculars through the gaps, and then they put the muzzle of the gun in and aim it at the enemy, just pull the trigger.

It stands to reason that the nobles would have made a lot of noise when they ran around outside the hedge labyrinth, but the mob was louder than them, so it naturally muffled the sound of their movements. Even if a few mobs occasionally found the barrel sticking out of the hedge, the deadly bullet had already entered their chambers, and they never had a chance to speak of their significant discovery.

The mob in the middle lane can be said to be the smoothest, because there is no shelter along the way, the entire middle road is full of roads, fountains and squares, and only the two-story building with snipers and Han Xing is the only barrier.

Of course, openness makes them have a clear goal, but it also makes them themselves clear targets, just as they shout "Kill all the nobles!" When the slogan came to the bottom of this two-story building. Suddenly, all the windows came out with the muzzles of black holes, and Han Xing's ambush soldiers also appeared on the balcony of the main building and various windows a hundred meters away from the rear, so they were tragic!

Countless dense bullets roared towards them, catching them off guard, and in the window of the two-story building (shè) came out of the shotgun, a bullet composed of dozens of steel balls, flying directly into the crowd, and in an instant blood (ròu) flew sideways, some people were hit in the head, and the whole head exploded.

Some people were hit in the limbs, holding their blown up hands and feet and let out an earth-shattering wail, one of them was directly hit in the right hand, blood gushed out from the wound, the entire right hand to the wrist disappeared, turned into broken limbs (ròu) and splashed everywhere, he looked at his right hand with only a wrist left directly magic barrier, crying and scurrying, "My hand! My hand! Naturally, everyone who came across it was terrified.

There were also a few elite officers in the middle of the lane, with about 200 elite soldiers, who were the main force of the attack, and their commander was Second Lieutenant Pierre. The second lieutenant looked at the chaos before him, and experience taught him that the enemy would need time to reload his ammunition after the first bullet was fired.

So he stood up and said to the people on the side (shēn): "Citizens, rush with me!" They have already fired one shot, and they didn't have time to reload the ammunition for the second shot! Come on! For the republic! With that, he took the lead in waving the tricolor flag and rushed straight to the gate.

However, this second lieutenant Pierre is a good man, and saying that the other side has no time to reload ammunition is also fooling the mob and letting them rush in first to consume the other party's bullets, so that they can stand up for their elite troops. After all, at the moment when he spoke, the soldiers inside should have finished loading.

So he stood directly on the steps of the doorway, waving the tricolor flag in his hand, as if he were a revolutionary hero in an oil painting. Just as he had imagined, there was a crackling of gunfire inside, and only a few of the mobs who had been hiding behind were spared.

"How's it going inside (qíng)? How many enemies are there? Ensign Pierre asked, grabbing a mob.

"I don't know, a lot of people! That's a lot of people! All dead, all dead! The mob was visibly frightened, and the pale machine repeated the words, his eyes wide open with horror.

"They used pistols! I see it! The words of another mob allowed Second Lieutenant Pierre to finally gain a little useful information, "Pistol? No wonder their (shè) speed is so fast! This explains why they didn't show up (shēn) before and didn't open fire until we got close. Second Lieutenant Pierre muttered thoughtfully.

He came out again (tǐng) (shēn) and delivered his speech with great righteousness and awe, "If we want to defeat the aristocracy and the king, sacrifice is indispensable, how can we give up great ideals because of small setbacks?" Citizens, rush with me again! He was the first to rush in, but his steps froze after a gunshot, and then with a thud, his body fell to the ground, blood staining the tricolor in his hand.

He was even dying, wondering, "Impossible, impossible, how could they reload so quickly!" Even if it's a pistol, it needs to be reloaded for at least fifteen seconds! No way! I'm not convinced! "He has no choice but to talk to Satan!

His elite soldiers were immediately enraged and swarmed in, only to be struck by the 无 (qíng), often as soon as their bodies were exposed, with bullets hitting their exposed joints, heads, and any part, even their feet.

The enemies in the building seemed to have an endless supply of bullets, and the fire almost never stopped, and after paying 20 casualties, they finally killed them, but they were faced with the nobles with a strange pistol in their left hand and a fancy bayonet sword in their right hand.

The Marseille Volunteer Army as a grass-created unit, the long-range combat effectiveness is okay, but the melee ability is quite average, they pick up the bayonet to play (ròu) with the nobles, but unfortunately some nobles don't give them face at all, directly raise the revolver and give them a shot, some soldiers are not dead, carry a bullet and continue to rush over, but wait for the second bullet.

At this time, the philosophy of the aristocracy is: if there is something that cannot be solved by one bullet, then another shot!

Even if they are lucky enough to get into the (ròu) state of fighting, they will be scarred by the stabbing swords of the nobles, and in the end they will not escape the fate of being killed.

Eventually, the mob in the middle lane also fell into a rout, after all, the inability to storm the building meant that they would continue to be exposed to the guns of the main building garrison, and the mob in a dilemma finally chose to retreat, after all, the "professionals" like the soldiers were already dead, right?