Zhou Jinru didn't sleep all night, and opened the corner of the curtain to look outside.

The winter nights are extraordinarily long, I don't know when it snows, and it's cold in the room.

It must have been when the bomb exploded, which damaged the heating pipe, and there would be no city personnel to repair it in such an environment.

There are still many tenants in the apartment, and the occasional shrill cough from those who are struggling to withstand the cold is destined to be a difficult night.

There were occasional patrolmen carrying lanterns on the side of the road, but the number of patrols had dropped sharply compared to the previous two days, so they had to reduce the number of patrols to ease the fatigue of the officers.

The night was not peaceful, and when you looked into the distance, you could still see a few fires on the horizon.

The silence was shattered without warning by the sound of horses' hooves, and the fiery red figure appeared in the window, and the returning dragoon would turn over and dismount, and rush into the apartment as fast as possible, nothing could stop her.

In order to prevent Sylvia from making a bigger noise, Zhou Jinru had to take the initiative to go out to greet her.

As soon as he opened the door, the dragoon walked in angrily and said coldly, "What's wrong with Your Majesty?!" ”

"Your new nobles have imprisoned the king in an attempt to kill him for the greater good."

"How dare they?!"

The dragoon was furious, her eyes became even colder, and she asked, "How can I believe that what you say is true?!" ”

"Have you seen this?"

Zhou Jinru has an extra rivet in his hand, which looks no different from ordinary rivets, which can be seen everywhere, and can even be picked up on the side of the road.

Sylvia looked solemn, took the rivets and examined them carefully, and said in a deep tone: "You actually have a token of the royal family, who gave it to you?" ”

"I can't tell you that you came to me so late for more than just that."

"I want you to go somewhere with me."

"Where?"

"My personal arsenal."

This time it was Zhou Jinru's turn to be surprised, and hurriedly asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Guess."

……

The dragoon Sylvia's personal arsenal is located in the vault of her mansion, and no one can enter it without her own leadership.

"You brought all the equipment in the barracks home?"

Zhou Jinru looked at the dazzling array of weapons and equipment, and only felt that his eyes were not enough.

He was holding a revised version of the Lee Enfield rifle with a new sniper scope and a burst grip.

In addition to this, he also saw several steam mechs, most of which were missing parts, and the only one that was intact was the experimental Fox type.

"Steam mechs are all controlled equipment, how can I get them whole?"

Zhou Jinru laughed dryly, even if there is really one, it can't be used, a steam mecha suddenly appeared in Lentinium, and it won't take long to find out Sylvia's head, who will bear this responsibility?

After thinking about it, he realized that Sylvia probably already knew something, and she was just looking for herself to confirm it.

The Dragoon was a Victorian soldier with an extraordinary sense of smell in some respects, and his suspicion of the new nobility was never dispelled, and by deduction the opposite, it was easy to draw conclusions.

"You can choose from all the weapons and equipment here, and even some of the latest technology products from the Big Ben Research Institute, understand?"

Zhou Jinru put down the rifle in his hand, pointed to a row of firearms that could be hung on the wall, and asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"The new nobles have taken control of the core area of Lentinium, I need a helper who can at least help me enter the palace, and if you don't have the guts, I won't blame you."

"As far as I know, the royal family is not in the palace now."

Sylvia frowned and said, "You don't need to be reminded of this, are you going?" ”

Zhou Jinru fixed the short knife on the outside of his arms and asked, "What if I say I won't go?" ”

"This is my home, my arsenal, you can't run away."

"Okay, this threat is very powerful, I count myself as a self-defeating man?"

Of course. ’

Zhou Jinru paused and said with a smile: "I take the liberty of asking, I saw the wedding photo of you and your husband when I came in, by the way, you also have a lovely daughter, are they all safe?" ”

Sylvia walked to the weapon rack, reached out and held a spear, looked up at the snowy blade, and said lightly: "I will not put my family in the most dangerous place, they are long gone in Lentinium." ”

The dragoon's hand slowly exerted force, and he raised the spear.

"They all call you Mr. Four, what is your real name?"

Zhou Jinru thought for a moment: "Thomas Courtman." ”

"Hmph."

……

As the snow slows down, a glimmer of light appears in the sky, and the whole land begins to rejuvenate.

In the shops on both sides of the road, the royalists organized their men to surround the city's heavily sealed public university.

"William, it's already been said that once we start attacking, the students who are imprisoned in the school will immediately counterattack, attack inside and outside, and completely take over the university area, and many students are willing to help us."

William always frowned: "Monk, what do you think?" ”

"We weren't the ones who started the strife in the school before, I have a question, where did those people go?"

Kelsey looked at the people around her, and her words caught the attention of some people.

"But we have no choice, and after winning the school, those wavering families will reconsider their future situation."

The so-called arrow has to be fired, Kelsey has no better way, the armory, granaries and important areas have dispersed the power in the hands of the new nobles, but they still have a large team, the situation has only changed from 19 to 46 now, and the royalists lack the key elements to really win.

It is also the core of the whole program.

King.

No one knows where the king is.

"Monk."

Kelsey shook his head: "All the plans are to make up for the lack of strength, and now the new nobles and us are barely pulled to a level, almost to the limit, and the rest can only be left to luck." ”

The Earl of Arizona nodded: "My luck has been good. ”

William's expression slowly relaxed, and he clenched his fists: "It's come to this, we can only keep moving forward, thank you for your help, monk, next is our battle." ”

"You want me to leave?"

"You shouldn't keep intervening, monk, if we succeed, you'll be our guest of honor, and if we fail, no one will know who you really are, and you're still safe."

Kelsey looked at the group of young men, thirty-four-year-old William was the oldest of them, even the swaggering Earl of Arizona was only twenty-eight years old.

"Ken William, is there anything you'd like to entrust me?"

William took out a pocket watch from his bosom and threw it to Kelsey, and said softly, "Count Vincent knows what to do." ”