"It's really vulnerable, the National Guard of the Solan Kingdom is a bunch of wine bags and rice bags."

In just half an hour of fighting, the high-morale slave rebels had successfully captured the walls of Capua, and the city's defenses were suddenly opened, and the commander of the garrison had already fled without a trace.

"Hooray! The slaves of Capua are free! ”

Armed with guns in celebration of victory, the rebels rushed to one of the highest towers of the city wall and used their axes to split the flag of the Kingdom of Solan and replace it with the broken shackle banner that represented the rebels.

Andy Whitefield, the leader of the rebels, wiped the blood from his sword and looked at the corpses of the defenders all over the ground.

A group of rebel leaders were searching for gold rings from the dead man's fingers, pulling out pliers and priing gold teeth from the dead man's mouth.

One of the short men cried out, "This city is ours, brothers, go to the city to rob the gold and the women!" Come on! ”

Andy hurriedly spoke out to stop:

"Everyone, we are liberators, not abusers, the wealth of the slave owners is with you, but it is strictly forbidden to rob the wealth of the citizens, if I find out, don't blame my brother for not being merciful!"

Andy made a gesture to wipe his neck, hoping that the threat would deter the situation.

"Boss, don't worry, we all know the rules!"

A group of men rushed into the city with guns in their hands, and a few minutes later the screams of women and the wails of men could be heard in the streets not far away.

"Murder! Rioters are looting! Help me! ”

"Obviously, they all take your orders as a deaf ear."

A rebel general turned his face to look at Andy: "These people are as unstoppable as wild horses, and if you want to restrict their movements, you can't do it at all." ”

Andy Whitefield grimaced: "Sooner or later, they will kill everyone, and the looting and violence will ruin the reputation of our slave rebels."

Thanks to these fools, the low-level citizens and the middle class who originally sympathized with us have now slowly sided with the king, which is a dangerous signal. ”

"Andy, I'm long gone, most slaves don't have any brains, their brains are too simple, they only see immediate benefits and pleasures, and they don't care about long-term development at all."

Vera, a slave girl, also persuaded: "Brother Andy, don't worry about those crazy people, we are here to save people, and fortunately, most of the people who come are sensible." ”

Looking at the increasing number of arson spots in the city of Capua, and listening to the screams of innocent citizens who were looted and killed, Andy sighed:

"That's it, that's it, I can't control everyone, I'd better be myself, thank you people for following me all the way and supporting me."

A scout came to report:

"Boss, we found a Voodoo meeting place in the city, these cultists are obviously on guard, the doors and windows of the entire five-story building are locked, and there are a considerable number of cathar soldiers guarding it."

"Let's go, it's time to get down to business! Leave 300 men to defend the walls, and if the king ** attacks, try to hold them back. ”

Andy checked his weapons and equipment and headed to the city with his cronies.

Along the way, they put an end to many looting and killings, and several of the leaders of the murderous rebels were brought to justice by Andy.

When the sin was put on display with a bayonet, the chaos in Capua eased slightly.

Andy Whitefield spent the next two hours trying his best to remedy the situation, hoping to maintain order in the city.

Unfortunately, he was a man, not a god, and he found himself powerless to control the scum of the rebels, and looting and killing continued in the houses and alleys.

Andy's cronies numbered about 500 people, and these people surrounded the Voodoo assembly hall in Capua City, preparing to carry out a storm.

"Whoosh!" A projectile slashed against Vera's long hair, and Andy was so shocked that he picked up Vera like a chicken and put her behind a bunker:

"You kid, if you have to take risks with me, I can't concentrate on my business, and I will be distracted to take care of you!"

Being able to be held in her arms by her sweetheart, Vera felt extremely happy, her heart was beating faster and faster, and a flush appeared on her face:

"Brother Andy, you...... It's so strong, it's like picking up a cat, ...... Can you hug me a little longer? ”

The girl's infatuation made Andy laugh, and she stretched out her finger and flicked her forehead lightly:

"It's just five centimeters away, and your life is gone, it's a gun that kills people, not popcorn, you stupid boy...... Get out of the way! ”

Vera hugged her brother's thigh tightly: "Brother Andy, I'm not afraid of death, as long as I can be with you, I ...... I'm not afraid of anything! Please let me help, you can do any dirty work! ”

"Hey...... I had a headache...... "Mr. Iron Fist Andy Whitefield has never been afraid of anyone in competition, not even a fierce beast like a tiger and a lion is not his opponent,

But now, in the face of this girl who is three heads shorter than himself, Andy feels helpless:

"Vera, you kid is really not worry-free, it's all my fault, I brought you here with a brain fever."

Vera made a gesture representing victory, the letter V: "Hehe, give up, big brother, you can't resist me, I'll go and move the medicine and help everyone!" ”

Meanwhile, the Voodoo cathars were resisting, apparently trained to do so, and a dozen shooters shot through the holes, wounding several slave rebels who had come to besiege them.

Someone ran over and shouted, "Boss, the improvised battering ram is ready, just waiting for your order!" ”

Andy waved his hand: "Act now!" So as not to dream long nights! ”

A shrill creaking sound was getting closer and closer, and it turned out that the so-called battering ram was made of a few logs tied to a flatbed cart, and a dozen strong men pushed hard, shouting trumpets while advancing.

"One-two...... One or two...... Big guys, work hard, the slave brothers inside are still waiting for us to save them! ”

A fat slave who had just been liberated came over with an iron bucket and sprayed a whole vat of fire oil on the logs: "Girl, it's your turn, send those voodoo bastards a big firework!" ”

"Haha, it's a holiday!"

Vera, the blonde girl, threw her torch onto the battering ram with all her might, and the flames burst high into the ground, frightening the girl into running away.

"Rush! Long live freedom! ”

The battering ram on fire slammed open the door of the assembly hall with a click, breaking the reinforced gate inside.

Two Voodoo cultists with the door on top of the door were covered in flames, screaming, emitting a stench of burning, and fluttering a few times before moving again.