The narrator-kun looked at the only room on the second floor that had not completely collapsed, this room was Natiri's, and the opponent released a toxin that could paralyze the nerves before invading the annex, and then launched an attack. I don't know what kind of attack it was, there was no shrapnel. The narrator immediately turned on the emergency communication:

"Dana! This is the narrator, please answer immediately when you hear it."

"This is Dana, and it's a good signal. Please speak. Dana's emotionless voice came through the headphones.

"This coordinate location, immediately give me a detailed scan map of the entire area, plan the attack and retreat points! I'm limited right now. Our collaborators were taken captive. Your tactical assistance is needed! ”

"aye!captain!Tactical logic system is being activated, scanning, the probe cannot be connected, the required roadmap cannot be given, it is recommended to launch a near-earth probe."

"Do you have a near-Earth probe there? If so, launch immediately! ”

“aye!！ captain！ The NEO has entered the launch state and requested a launch command. ”

"Launch!"

A small hatch on Dana's broken hull is gradually opening, a cylindrical cuboid is pushed outside by the mechanical arm, and as the hatch closes, the probe uses a little energy to adjust the angle in the universe, and then the engine ignites and flies to the predetermined position.

"Four hours before the probe arrives at its destination, the order corrects whether to continue tactical planning."

"Pause planning and let me know when the probe is in place. Narrator-kun OUT. ”

"The order has been followed, and it is expected that the captain will be contacted again in 3 hours and 59 minutes, and the captain is requested to keep up the communication."

Narrator-kun returned downstairs. The rest of the servants were all panicked, but fortunately, the guards were basically fine, except for the guards in charge of the second floor, most of them were sent to the arena by the narrator to join the group of slaves.

Taking out a few rifles and a series of equipment ammunition from the compressed pocket, the narrator said to the panicked maid who survived:

"I know you're scared now, but I can't take your feelings into account right now, and your visit with the princess proves that you have the consciousness to sacrifice for the country."

The two maids nodded, and only the mother of the new child, still frightened, replied:

"We are also trained in martial arts, Master Mage, we are going to save the princess with you!"

"I.... I'll go too!" The last maid also raised her hand, indicating that she would go too.

The narrator nodded at the three and began to teach them how to use the weapons and what to look out for. Then he said to the three of them:

"This time you use the weapon I provided, be careful not to injure the princess by mistake. But before we can save the princess, we must first free the slaves and gladiators in the arena outside the city, or we will not be able to leave the castle. ”

"Why don't you go and save the princess first! Ten thousand untouchables are no match for the princess! ”

A maid with a double ponytail stared at the narrator with wide eyes and looked at the narrator incredulously, and another short-haired maid with eyes also nodded in agreement:

"That's right, Martha is right, from our standpoint, we should save the princess first, and the princess's reputation must not be tarnished."

"If you want to go, I won't stop you, but you have to be good at three people to face the interception of hundreds of guards, including an unknown number of psionics, that is, the mages you call them. I can lend you weapons and equipment, but I can say that even if you run out of bullets, you may not even be able to touch the door of the Viscount Castle. Narrator sighed and continued:

"I know your Savior's heart, but I can guarantee that Natiri will be safe."

The two maids were silent, they knew that what the narrator said was the truth, this magic prop in his hand that he had never seen before, and he had also seen its power in the gladiatorial arena with Her Royal Highness Natiri, but they didn't expect that they could use it without a little magic power, if every soldier in their country had such a weapon, maybe there would be no opponents on this continent.

But even such a weapon has its drawback, which is that there must be enough bronze objects called bullets inside the small iron box. Even if a single bullet kills two people, the three people together can't kill more than the people in the Viscount Castle. What's more, once the viscount is in a hurry, I don't know what kind of thing he will do to His Royal Highness Natiri. The abduction of the master was already the biggest dereliction of duty of the attendants, and after strengthening their beliefs, the maids decided to believe in the narrator.

Outside the gladiatorial arena, the soldier in charge of the night sentry sighed, he had been on the night shift for two consecutive days. The Viscount has lost a large part of his territory, and the fire is booming, although the loss of that group of knights has made most of the knightly positions vacant in the Viscount Castle in an instant, but it is almost impossible for a small guard who can only be sent to patrol the perimeter every day, and the knights can only be filled by the children of nobles.

It is said that the group of nobles who died of their children are applying to the viscount to go to war against the Black Dragon Empire, anyway, these things don't need to be taken care of by him as a guard, and he poked a snow monster that kept howling in the cage with a spear, and after the snow monster finally stopped howling, the guard turned around and planned to return to the outpost to replace people.

Suddenly, the guard felt as if he was flying. Then suffocation and pain in his neck hit instantly, and the last thing the soldier saw in front of him was a pair of huge orange eyes, and the Longling wolf spat out half of the corpse in his mouth. Raising his head and rubbing the narrator who was hiding in the bushes, several soldiers quickly walked out of the outpost next door, the soldiers closed the door, checked left and right, sorted out the formation, and walked to the gate of the arena.

"Hey! Open the door, change of the guard! ”

The soldier knocked heavily on the door, and a small window on the door opened suddenly, and the guard inside looked at it strangely and asked:

"Aren't you old Tom's class today, who are you?"

The soldier replied with a grin:

"Don't you know, weren't all the Viscount's knights dead some time ago? The Viscount has already begun to recruit civilians into the Guard! We are the new guards."

"It's new, hurry up and change, I'm tired to death."

With that, the huge arena door opened, and after a smooth change of guard with the other side, the group of soldiers laughed and hooked their shoulders and walked towards the city. When the new guards saw the old guards walking away, they immediately opened the door, and the narrator-kun and a white wolf shadow flashed into the arena. A group of people walked straight to the area where the slaves were held, and opened the cage door to the cheers of the slaves.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, the archmage has something to say to everyone!"

After the guards gathered the gladiators and slaves, they stood in the huge square of the arena, and the narrator, standing on the mine mule, wept silently about the capture of Princess Natiri:

"Think about it, although you are free now, how long will you be free! They even plundered the princess of a country! They were even able to break their gladiatorial oaths! The country is already rotten! Only by taking away their full strength can we be a real free man! ”

In the narrator's gassing and grief-stricken speeches, the slaves gritted their teeth, they were also suffering and suffering from the atrocities of the viscount. Someone in the crowd raised their hands and shouted loudly:

"Overthrow the Viscount! We are our own masters! ”

At first, it was sparse, but as more and more people shouted! Until a huge wave was formed, the narrator nodded:

"Listen to me, I need everyone's help, my plan is like this......."

Eight hours after Princess Natiri was taken captive, the sky in the distance turned white, and the soldiers guarding the city gate sighed, waiting for the arrival of the changing of the guard, the soldiers seemed to hear something in the fog, and the soldiers on the watchtower of the city wall rubbed their eyes. I listened closely.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As the sound grew louder and louder, the silhouette of a spider was revealed in the smoke, and the soldier just wanted to shout! A silent bullet pierced his head, and the guards collapsed on the wooden watchtower, and the narrator grabbed the fishing net covering the mule with one hand and hung it on the mule, whose six large feet were dug deep into the city wall, thus forming a rope ladder that everyone could climb.

"Rush!" With a roar, the gladiators who had been assigned the task followed their respective leaders, former guards soldiers, armed with weapons that could be found in the arena, and launched an attack on the city walls.

The soldiers at the head of the city, unable to form an effective resistance, were suppressed by the continuous gunfire and could not raise their heads, they knew that this terrible magic tool, as long as it was hit, the body would definitely be punched out of a hole. Therefore, when Narration Jun led a few soldiers armed with magic props to easily destroy the guards on the city wall, the other guards all put down their weapons and surrendered.

After each gladiator entered the city, they began to go to the place where they needed to attack according to their squad assignment, and the position of each squad was projected on the holographic screen of the narrator, and the near-earth probe dropped by Dana has begun to work, and the low-earth probe powered by solar energy can be used for nearly ten years. If you stretch the holographic screen to show the entire city of Wind Cliff, you can see that all the main paths are marked red, yellow, and green.

Each team will have 2-3 lives of fully modernly armed guards as the leader, although the gladiators are a group of people who strive to survive by brute force and force, but it does not mean that they have no brains, in the end it is better to follow a person who gives you relative freedom or another person who does not give you freedom and kills each other, presumably a pig will understand, the Chamber of Commerce, the barracks, and the patrol house are controlled first. Subsequently, the various castleheads were controlled.

The morning sun cleared the fog and the coup was complete before the inhabitants even reacted. Residents got up and were told not to go out today, and martial law was imposed throughout the city.

After using his knowledge as a political commissar of the empire to publicly execute several diehards with extreme cruelty, most of the ordinary soldiers laid down their weapons to ensure their own safety and began to assist the gladiators in maintaining order in the megacity. Except for the necessary personnel, everyone else was busy in the city.

Knowing that the entire city of Xiacheng was occupied, the viscount ordered the nobles' private soldiers and his own remaining guards to gather in the thick walls of the noble district. At noon, the only eight mortars opened fire on the walls of the aristocratic district, this time using mortar shells called white phosphorus shells, which were originally used as smoke grenades (note 1), which were very easy to burn through clothing without protection, and the loud noise that spread through the air was very frightening, causing great panic in the aristocratic district.

Everyone alive in the aristocratic district stared at this spark that roared into the sky, and then exploded in the sky, falling like a small meteor, for fear that they would stick to the slightest bit and the fate of the person who got this spark, everyone has seen a lot. Every loud noise in the air stirred the nerves of the nobles.

The grandfathers and ladies of the aristocratic district ran to their respective shelters in a panic, and the wooden houses still made the aristocratic district soon ignite with thick black smoke, when everyone was concerned about the gladiators and viscounts' guards who were fighting head-on. On the high cliff face of the castle, a six-legged mine mule is slowly climbing upward. The maids all tore off their long skirts. Only the length of the apron is left, making it easy to move. Under the skirt was a snow-white thigh in white suspender stockings.

A standard pistol was stuck in a holster on his thigh, and he carried a powerful assault rifle on his shoulder, and an apron that had been used to gird his waist and hold odds and bits and pieces was full of grenades. The three maids clung to the fishing net with pale faces and supported each other tightly, with a cliff as deep as 100 meters under their feet.

A long rope hangs behind the mule, and the carabiner at the end of the rope is fastened to the belt of the narrator, who adjusts his foothold from time to time as the mule crawls on an irregular path. The space on the top of the mine mule is limited, and it is already very difficult to accommodate three maids, so the narrator can only be dropped underneath, carrying a parachute bag and a series of equipment.

The mule had climbed over the cliff to reach the castle made of boulders, and had already learned of Natiri's location, and the narrator drove the mule up the high spire, and finally, when he reached the top of the tower, he heard Natiri's screams. The narrator turns on the scanner, scans the room, and then determines Natiri's location.

Narrator-kun climbed up the windowless tower, took out a cloth-like object from the zip bag, stuck it to the wall, and then took a deep breath and shouted "Natiri!" Get down! ”

As the words fell, the paper-like thing erupted with terrifying directional power, and the huge stone seemed to turn into powder in an instant. Then blow it inside and scatter. This is a directional concussive explosive that uses a special wavelength band to drive the breaking of the molecules of an object, causing the object to split into extremely fine powders. The disadvantage is that a large amount of dust, smoke will be formed.

After the explosion was opened, the maid named Martha entered the room first, fired a magazine at the wooden door as agreed, and then kicked out of the door, controlling the other servants who were still in a daze, and another cold short-haired maid was on guard in the room, and the narrator-kun and the village woman who was saved by Natiri hurriedly ran to the bedside to check Natiri's injuries.

The narrator, who didn't care about the reserve, quickly tore Natiri's clothes, and the snow-white jade rabbit was exposed to his chest, but at this time, the narrator didn't have any thoughts at all. He quickly pressed the scanner to Natiri's forehead, and a visible laser swept across Natiri's body. Then it was projected on the watch-style holographic screen of Narrator. The initial diagnosis, in addition to some bruises on the face and hands, and cartilage contusions, also had a slight concussion. Basically, it doesn't hurt much.

A few days later, Aunt Ei knocked on Natiri's door. After no one reacted for a long time, she held the tray and opened the door independently, and saw the depressed Natilly shaking her head softly when she saw curled up in the quilt:

"Your Royal Highness Princess, it was you who saved me, it was you who gave me hope and allowed me to take revenge, but if you still don't eat, you will hurt your body, although I am a village woman who can't say anything too high-sounding, I just know that if you don't cheer up, Princess, your people will not be saved."

After speaking, he put the tray on Natiri's bedside table, bowed and gently closed the door and walked out, the other two maids at the door immediately surrounded and asked about the situation, Aunt Ai just shook her head gently, and Martha and Ciara also sank their faces. There was no way to be anxious, so the three of them discussed it and decided to go to Narrator. Although the current narrator-kun has been busy as a dog.

When the maid walked out of the door, Natiri just put her head under the quilt and said softly:

"I can't even protect Abbott, how can I protect the whole country."