The gendarmes were stunned, they had no idea what was happening, so many soldiers nearby, so many shouting dancers, so many swaying figures, and the loud music that the grinning goblin servants made with strange musical instruments was indistinguishable from the noise.

They didn't even notice how Bert had fallen.

It was only when the dancing girl who had been pushed into Bert's arms let out a terrible howl that the gendarmes finally came to their senses. Two military police captains with high-ranking cultivation rushed to Bert's side and checked Bert's physical condition tremblingly.

Heartbeat, no: the beating of the arteries in the neck, no, the pulse, no, the pupils had shrunk to the size of pinheads, and the whole eyeball was a bitter green color. Burg's left side was a dagger with a thin strip of shark skin wrapped around it, a practice of wrapping the handle of a weapon in thin strips cut into shark skin, which was extremely popular among the naval officers and sailors of the Gallic Empire.

A gendarmerie captain shuddered and cracked Bert's mouth and poured a bottle of healing potion into his mouth.

But as soon as the potion was poured in, it turned into a miserable green foam and flowed out of the corner of Bert's mouth, and the poison of the sea serpent's venom evaporated from Bert's mouth, turning the healing potion into a deadly poisonous gas. The two gendarmerie captains hurriedly jumped up, they were hopeless, they were dead!

"Who is it?" the two gendarmerie captains glanced at each other with chills, the chief of the Judge Advocate General's Office of the Cedar Legion, the dignified Imperial Colonel, was stabbed to death, and all the gendarmes present could not escape the relationship. One charge of failing to protect the upper peaks is enough to send them to the death camp.

A bottle of wine slammed out of the tumbling crowd and slammed into the head of a naval officer in the crowd. It was Vic who smashed the bottle, and as a thief, throwing a weapon was the most basic technique and tactic, and the bottle hit the target accurately, and the weapon cut a great wound in the captain's head.

Blood splattered, and shards of broken glass stabbed several nearby soldiers. Enzo, who had just stabbed Bert to death, had already taken off his naval uniform in a dark corner and put on a normal soldier's civilian uniform. He suddenly shouted at the top of his throat: "It was those damn navy who stabbed Colonel Bert to death! Bastard, they fought with Colonel Bert for women, they stabbed Colonel to death!"

Shan Liang and Farn Qi snatched out of the crowd of soldiers, and they smashed the naval lieutenant who had been wounded by the bottle to the ground with a single punch, and kicked him hard in the lower abdomen, shattering his fighting spirit. They recognized this unfortunate man, the naval lieutenant of this force, who had deliberately arrived late with the navy to receive ships on the past two missions, causing his brothers under Enzo's command to pay hundreds of extra lives.

Whether it is the army or navy in Dunrk, as long as there is a little power in their hands, they are doing their best to bully and bully Enzo and his party. Today is the day of the collection, and what these bastards owe to Enzo is going to hand over all of them today.

"Kill these damn Navy bastards!" Yamarya grabbed the captain who had been beaten unconscious and threw him into the group of officers and men whose eyes were already reddening. I don't know who first smashed dozens of punches and kicks on this unlucky naval lieutenant, these army officers and soldiers who drank too much wine and were bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty drugs frantically vented the burning power in their bodies, and they hit this naval lieutenant to pieces with extreme heavy blows.

Enzo mixed in with a frenzied group of army soldiers and squeezed the ranks of more than 100 gendarmes to shreds. Countless big feet practiced over Bert's corpse, trampling his corpse into a human form. As he passed by the two gendarmerie captains, Enzo ruthlessly pulled out two snake-toothed daggers commonly used in the navy and stabbed them deeply into the waists of the two gendarmerie captains.

These were the two people who tortured Enzo and broke his bones alive. Although the main messenger behind the scenes has been promoted and transferred, these two people are still in the Dunrk garrison. Enzo remembered them, remembered them clearly! He remembered that when he returned to Dunkerke two years ago with more than 2,000 brothers who had survived the battlefield, it was these two fellows who led a group of gendarmes to capture dozens of his most wounded soldiers.

The trumped-up charge of 'being timid and fleeing from the battle' was detained on the dozens of soldiers who were covered in wounds. They were thrown into the reef black cell, and a tidal wave drowned them all. Enzo angrily rushed to the Judge Advocate General's Office to argue with this group of bastards who had slaughtered his brother, and the result was that Enzo was taken down by the army's law enforcement officers, and he was beaten in front of tens of thousands of garrison soldiers, so that he could not get out of bed for a month.

For the sake of those brothers who were still alive, for the sake of the families of those brothers who died, Enzo endured.

He endured this breath until now.

But today, when the two daggers sank into the bodies of the two executioners, a long-awaited smile appeared on Enzo's face. He hadn't laughed for six years, and for six years, he kept a straight face. With so many brothers and so many people's lives, he struggled out of the sea of corpses and blood, rushed out of one trap after another, and suffered from countless deliberate frame-ups.

Today, as the souls of the two gendarmerie captains were harvested by himself, Enzo's heart suddenly relaxed, his thoughts flowed smoothly, his whole body was like thunder rolling, and he had the pleasure of his soul about to fly into the sky. His fighting qi was rapidly running in his body, and the speed of operation was getting faster and faster, and he suddenly had a realization that he could easily step into the heavenly high level at this moment!

"No one owes us!" Enzo muttered in a low voice, "The boss is right, if you owe us a copper, you have to get it back!"

"The leader is right, tooth for tooth, blood for blood! Patience will only make you more and more passive! Patience will only make you more and more desperate! Why be patient? If they want our lives, then one life for another!"

His hands were faintly wrapped with purple light, and Enzo's fists burst out like thunder, knocking the two gendarmes into the air. The strong fighting spirit shattered the internal organs of the two gendarmes as they slammed into their bodies, blood and minced flesh spurted out of their mouths, and Vic roared loudly in the distance: "Bastards, you dare to kill our brothers, brothers, let it go, the navy people fucking rob our women, kill our brothers, kill our commanders, kill me!"

According to the emperor's regulations, soldiers are strictly forbidden to carry long weapons when they go out of the camp for recreation, and at most they can only carry daggers and so on. But with Vic's shout, at least half of the army soldiers present drew their swords and swords, and even a group of tall army soldiers rushed out wearing leather armor and heavy battle axes.

It's all a bunch of bastards who have violated military rules!

It can be seen how far the military discipline of the Cedar Legion has become!

But a legion directly influenced by Arthur, a legion that can openly use all kinds of illegal means to suppress colleagues, a legion that can abuse and kill seriously injured soldiers at will, a legion that can arbitrarily deduct pensions and military salaries, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, can you expect him to have military discipline?

Next door to the tavern where the riot took place was a bar where the Tunker Navy had been meeting all year round, and hundreds of army soldiers in a state of madness rushed into the bar screaming, slashing their swords at those in navy uniforms.

The sword light and sword light flickered, and the sound of the heavy axe breaking through the air was so harsh, that the officers and men of the navy who were caught off guard were dazed on the spot. At least thirty heads, more than a hundred arms and legs flew into the sky in the blood light. What's even worse is that the highest-ranking major among the naval officers and soldiers present, a major who was laughing uncontrollably with two dancing girls in his arms, was forced to be disemboweled.

The tragic scene made all the naval officers and men present dumbfounded.

Then, their eyes suddenly turned red, and they let out a crazy roar at the same time, and dozens of naval soldiers on the spot found out of nowhere the harpoons that were specially used to deal with the large demonic beasts on the sea, and threw them fiercely at the army officers and soldiers who kept pouring into the bar.

Blood splattered, flesh blurred, and dozens of heavy harpoons tore apart the bodies of hundreds of soldiers with a piercing cracking sound.

The smell of blood spread in all directions with the night wind, and the eyes of all the soldiers who had drunk in bars and taverns turned red wherever the strong smell of blood passed. Enzo and Vic were wandering around, shouting slogans of Kill the Navy Dog or Kill Army Waste, and the bewildered officers and men of both sides were in a mess.

The commotion spread with alarming speed, and in a quarter of an hour, all the officers and men of the two groups of the Dunker garrison who were having fun collided violently. With swords and swords, bloody rain, they fought each other with an astonishing exuberant fighting spirit, and even many soldiers with personal grudges directly poisoned their former colleagues regardless of the camps of both sides.

'Boom,' boom, boom, the sound kept coming, and several bars and pubs were reduced to ruins in the shimmering fighting light.

On the terrace on the highest floor of the Golden Rose Hotel, Alda pressed the lily on the railing of the terrace, twitching violently while watching the fire gradually rising in all directions.

"Oh, it's wonderful, these souls are full of filthy despicable microorganisms! Killing, hatred, blood, fear, your souls are so delicious! Let me give you some spice, come on, come on, Song of the Soul Fall, Twelve Steps of Hell! Come, start fighting, start killing, start a brutal atrocity! Then die, give me your soul!"

Under the light of the fire, Alda's body was shrouded in a faint layer of blood, and the fighting energy and magic power in his body were rapidly increasing at a terrifying speed! An evil song that only souls could hear began to spread rapidly in Dunrk.

Wherever this soul song passed, the blood and fire immediately became more vigorous. (To be continued)