Before dawn, the battle of the royalists began around Burlington Market.

Walking on the snow, armed men wearing all kinds of armor took the initiative to attack the team mobilized from the police station, compared to the guards with all standard equipment and well-armed armor, the royalist faction looked more like a ragtag army.

"Watch the queue, watch the queue!"

The tall hat "Huron" swung his command knife vigorously, but the makeshift guards were like clumsy giants, struggling to move through the snow, and the chaotic queue did not help them gain an effective defense.

On the upper floors on both sides of the street, arrows rained down, and several people were shot down in an instant, and countless people were injured.

Fortunately, the clothes worn in winter were thicker, so there were more minor injuries, and they were able to maintain their mobility, and almost as soon as they looked at each other, the officers began to retreat, even if "Huron" shouted to no avail.

William held the monocular in his hand, saw the tall hat in the crowd from afar, pointed at him and said, "If we can catch Huron, the vanguard of the new nobles will be finished!" ”

"I'll go!"

The Earl of Arizona rushed forward, stepping on the first rays of the morning light, leading several personal guards, carrying weapons and rushing forward, almost no one could stop him, and the already retreating ranks immediately fell into confusion and rout, first the first man fled, then the second, then the third, and fear spread through the crowd.

"Huron! Don't run! ”

In the midst of the chaos, Arizona saw the tall hat fleeing into an alley, stretched out his hand to push through the crowd, and chased after him, shouting, "Catch the tall hat!" ”

"Huron", who fled in a hurry, was taken aback, and hurriedly took off his high hat and threw it on the side of the road, wishing that he would have two more legs, and the speed of the wild run could not even catch up with Arizona, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Arizona cursed that he could run better than Carters, turned around and picked up the top hat that had fallen on the side of the road, and returned to the street, at which point the police team completely collapsed and was driven out of sight.

A few minutes later, William took the luxurious tall hat and frowned, "Huron ran away?" ”

"I don't think it's Huron at all, his hair color is wrong, Huron has medium brown hair, and the guy who ran away has short pale blonde hair, and that old boy probably didn't come at all!"

If you don't come, you won't come, just win the first wave, at least now the momentum has risen, and it will be dawn soon, and the more people who see this battle, the greater the advantage for them.

William took a deep breath, the cold air irritating his lungs, and he couldn't help but cough with his mouth covered, a sickly flush appearing on his face.

"Ahem, ahem...... Arizona, find a bamboo pole, pick up this high hat, and send people to spread the word, saying that the chief of police, Huron, committed suicide in fear of crime, and just did it. ”

"Okay, I'll go now!"

Soon, the streets reverberated with the cries of Huron's death, attracting curious glances from the citizens who were secretly hiding behind the curtains and in the cracks of the doors, too far away to see anything, but at least there was a tall hat on the bamboo pole.

It seems that Huron is indeed dead.

People keep opening their doors and joining the ranks on the streets, and more and more people gather, gradually forming a torrent that cannot be ignored.

The royalists at the front of the line somewhere got an Aslan flag, held it high, and walked at the front of the procession, holding hands and singing, through the depressed Burlington Market to the edge of the Western Region.

……

"What, the team of the police station has been defeated?!"

When Huron, who was hiding in the office of the chief of police, heard the news, he was shocked, how long has it been, so many people, they are defeated?!

The young nobleman's expression distorted, and he shouted: "Impossible, we have so many people, well-equipped, how can we be defeated by those mud legs!" Even if it is a few hundred pigs, it is impossible to be caught so quickly! ”

The deputy of the police station looked at him with a look of pity, Huron was finished this time, no matter what the final result was, it was impossible for either side to let him go.

"Chief, you better run for your life, the royalist faction claims that you have committed suicide in fear of sin, and you are parading the streets with your high hat!"

The fury in Huron's heart disappeared most of a sudden, and even in his thick cotton clothes, he felt a chill.

Before the battle began, he asked his subordinates to put on his clothes and wear his hat, but he was beaten to the ground by the royalists, and he showed off his might in a real high hat, and he turned out to be a fake.

If it's bad, is he going to commit suicide in fear of sin?

No, something has to be done!

There were police clothes in the police station, and Huron panicked, so he found a random set of clothes and put them on, regardless of whether they fit well or not, put on a police hat and ran out.

At this time, the royalists had already rushed to the police station, and at a glance they saw Huron wearing half of his badge and even his hat crookedly.

"Doglegs, bullying people everywhere!"

"Kill him, the people here are not a good thing!"

"Dogs fighting people!"

Huron screamed as he was beaten, pushed a few people away, and fled, losing his hat.

In the distance, another shout was heard:

"Police Chief Huron committed suicide in fear of crime, he died!"

Huron carefully hid in a pile of debris near the side of the road, not daring to even let out the atmosphere, and the fear in his heart turned into anger.

I'm not dead! Nonsense, I'm not dead at all!

He stared at him with red eyes, and suddenly the clutter covering his head was removed, and a teenager in a shabby coat looked at him, took two steps back in horror, tripped over ill-fitting shoes, and shouted, "There's a bad guy hiding here......"

Huron immediately jumped out and fled, chased after him by several citizens armed with sticks, as if they all had a deep hatred and wanted to kill him.

……

"William, the General Police Station has been taken."

William raised his head and looked at the slowly descending flag, his expression did not relax at all, the situation seemed to be a little out of his control.

"Where are the City Guards?"

"Still on the road, the heavy snow has caused them a lot of obstacles, and no steam mecha has been found to be dispatched at present."

"Be careful."

William pointed to the chief police station: "Move all the furniture and things inside, get the carriages out, block the road, form bunkers, although there are many people willing to support us now, but they can't be expected to block the city guard troops, try to find some heavy equipment." ”

Joel, who had been away for a night, hurried over, his face uncontrollable tired.

"Good work."

Joel shook his head slightly: "William, the effect of a dream is not that useful, once we are in trouble, the wavering people will abandon us." ”