Section 91

"Hussars?" Ashrufat frowned visibly.

"Well, probably they're worried about what if, too. Rhodia replied. "I suggest that you choose the right time, whatever means you use, and you must choose a time when it is dark but not completely dark. In this way, you can avoid the next pursuit. ”

"I see, Xie Lu, thank you for your warning. Ashrufat looked out the back door of the Red Rose, where there was a tall black and red horse.

"Let's go!" he said to the little girl.

......

At the gates of the city stood a large detachment of soldiers.

At this time, the rain was not heavy, and the weapons in the hands of the soldiers in the distance could be seen clearly from afar. As Rothia said before, in the area of the city gate, there are about 500 troops, distributed above and below the city. Among them were a considerable number of musketeers. This rain did not affect the firing of muskets, but even if it rained heavily, it would not change anything, because a shed had been erected near the city gate to shelter from the rain, and the musketeers only had to come under the canopy to prevent firepower.

Although the musket is a weapon that has not yet dominated the battlefield, its merits are undoubted. One of the most important factors is power. Everyone knows that muskets have very good armor-piercing performance, which can be called the nemesis of warriors. No brave warrior could stop the bullets of the musket. According to the book, the musket is a thing that only needs a weak finger to pull the trigger, and it can send the bravest and most fearless souls directly to hell.

Eshuruphat and the little girl stood at the gate of an alley with their horses, observing the defense of the city gate from afar. Today is a rainy day, martial law in the city on the other hand, and the time is almost dusk, so there are no pedestrians around, and they are relatively safe in this position. Even if a pedestrian passed by, all he saw was a traveler with a rain cloak and a horse—the fact that there were four legs at the bottom of the cloak if he was not careful.

"What shall we do?" said the little girl, standing within Ashrufat's cloak.

"The time has not yet come. Ashrufat said. It was only a moment to break through the city gate, and the following pursuit was a more troublesome matter, and he had already seen those horses on the side that were ready to use. In fact, if he was the only one, he didn't care about these cavalrymen at all, just kill one when he caught up. But with the little girl, things are completely different. The last time I played Byron Jr., I proved that it was the best thing.

It must be noted that although the gate is sealed, the small door is actually still open. Every now and then one or two people with special certificates pass by. Even the most cautious person didn't particularly care about the little door - to tell the truth, a solo rider (with a little girl) trying to rush through the door in front of so many people, especially so many muskets, was about the same as sending him to death.

"Did Duke Byron really do it?" the little girl asked softly again. "Why did he do this?"

By now, they knew that it was all the result of the Regent's manipulation behind his back. Last night, except for the failure of the operation in the palace, everything else was a great success. Byron took all his political enemies in one fell swoop, and he had taken full control of Eagle Falcon.

"Who knows? Rhodia replied. "Maybe he's revenge without his son, or maybe he thinks he can easily get Rafa by catching you...... That's what he did. But I think he was premeditated. Truth be told, everyone underestimated his ambitions...... Everyone thought that he planned to unite his family and the royal family through marriage. But now it seems...... He had never had that thought at all. From the very beginning, he intended to seize the throne with his own hands, and not rely on marriage or something. ”

"For what?" said the little girl, believing that it was the result of little Byron's death.

"Because time ...... Little Byron had only been dead for a short time, and he didn't have time to make complicated plans. Ashrufat said coldly. "Regardless of personnel mobilization, planning and formulation, and obstacle removal, all need to be carefully planned and prepared. I can only believe that everyone in the past has misseen him. ”

"What shall we do?" asked the little girl again.

"Leave Eagle City. Ashrufat replied. "Gotta leave...... If you get caught, then there is nothing left to chance. ”

"How do you leave?" the little girl asked again. She had long known that Ashruphat was a magician, and magic ...... Although it is a mysterious thing to the average person, at least everyone knows that the magic of the Dao can be used to fly.

"Rush out of the road. Ashrufat replied. "See, that little door...... As long as we move fast enough. ”

"But...... There are too many people......" the little girl said uneasily. "And those muskets ......".

In bedside stories for children, there are often plots of heroes and heroes who go to the enemy alone, but in all these stories, the enemy does not hold a musket or a crossbow, but stupidly fights the hero with a sword. But in reality, Duke Byron obviously wouldn't make such a mistake, in fact, anyone who has seen the power of the musket will understand that this thing is not something that flesh and blood can resist at all.

"The problem with muskets is that they are troublesome in reloading. Ashrufat didn't care in the slightest. "As long as they can shoot the first bullet. With such a short distance, they didn't have time to fill in the second shot. ”

"First shot?" the little girl instinctively realized the ominous feeling. "Ashrufat, don't make those dangerous attempts...... she said in a pleading voice.

"I'm not going to take any risks. Ashrufat replied calmly, "It's almost time."

The little girl inside the cloak felt Eshurufat's hand move, and seemed to be taking something out of her fanny pack. Then she felt something soft fall over her head. Judging by the feel, this is a piece of fabric. Since there was no one around, the little girl gently pulled the rain cloak a little, and then saw what Ashrufat had handed her—it was a white cloak.

But even though she was a queen, she had never seen such a fabric. The cloak looks unremarkable, but if you look closely, you can feel the whiteness...... It's white like a white cloud, light and melodious, and you can only find this color in dreams. The cloak feels a special softness to the touch, soft and tough in the middle, and it is impossible to describe this subtle touch.

"Wrap it around your body. Ashrufat said. "It can withstand bullets...... It doesn't hurt, but it still hurts. So, it's best to pray obediently that you won't get bulleted. ”

Before the little girl could come to her senses, Ashrufat shook off her cloak and wrapped her whole body. If this cloak is used to wrap an adult, it is not enough to cover the whole person, either the head is exposed, or the feet must be exposed, but if the little girl is wrapped, then it is more than enough to cover the whole body.

"You're telling me to attract fire?" asked the little girl, though she didn't quite believe that such a thin cloak could withstand bullets.

"Of course not, what firepower is needed to deal with you. Ashrufat said. His hand touched his waist bag a few times, and then a shiny green stone appeared in his hand. "Get on the horse, once the musket is fired, we'll have to rush before the second bullet is loaded!"

......

The expressions of the soldiers at the gate of the city were relaxed and not very nervous. They all had a rough idea that they were dealing with one or two fugitives. While one of them may be a very powerful warrior and magician, it is impossible for one person to break through the lines of hundreds of men, especially if there are a large number of musketeers.

I hadn't seen anyone for half a day, so whoever it was. Two soldiers in armor and armed with spears were even more so. Their mission was to act as the first line of defense, blocking and interrogating anyone who tried to pass by, but now it was getting late and the rain was getting heavier, so there was no one in sight.

"Hey, the musketeers are all in the shed. A spearman said to his companion. "We're still here in the rain. ”

"Those guys...... The gods blessed them with a borehole the next time they fired. Another spearman said. As he spoke, he turned his head and looked with malice and jealousy at the musketeers in the distance who had taken shelter from the rain under the canopy.

His body froze instantly.

"What's wrong?" his companion realized something was wrong after a few seconds. "Why are you so stupid and motionless......" he said, his voice muted as he found a reason why his companion was stunned.

In the midst of the rain, between the two of them and the canopies full of people, a huge figure appeared.

It was a twisted, monstrous figure, more than twice the height of a normal human, with a clear view of the head, torso, and limbs. On the monster's head, a pair of large goat horns make it appear to be three points larger than its actual height, and its upper limbs resemble those of a human, and its lower limbs resemble the hooves of a cow. The monster's body is covered in fur, and the muscles, twisted, and knotted beneath the fur can be clearly observed. Just now, in the middle of their conversations, the monster's body was completing its transformation from vague to solid.

Just by seeing the body of this monster, people can't help but have the feeling that Huang Ying is being targeted by the red snake - the throat is dry, the body is stiff, the brain is blank, and they want to talk and shout, but they find that they can't move anything.

"Evil ...... Evil...... Evil...... Demon!" a terrible voice finally pierced through the rain curtain, violently stimulating people's auditory nerves. "How can there be demons here?!"

It was just a split second opportunity, and a giant blade that seemed to be composed of black qi appeared in the demon's hand. Then, with its blade alofted, it rushed towards the canopies crowded with musketeers on the side.

Almost subconsciously, the musketeers all opened fire.

Dozens of bullets, perhaps on the white-haired bullets hit the demon's body. Its massive body shook, half of its body becoming a blur of flesh and blood. Bullets lifted its fur and burrowed into its body, causing massive damage. But this level of damage was still not enough to defeat the demon, and he continued to charge forward, pounced on the first canopy.

It must be said that the officers of this garrison are very good. At this critical moment, he actually came back to his senses. "It's a demon, don't be afraid, there's only one demon!

The musketeers are already on the run of demons. The other soldiers gathered in time and rushed towards the demon under the leadership of the officer. At this moment, almost everyone's attention was focused on the demon that had emerged out of nowhere, and almost no one noticed the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

A tall, black-and-red horse galloped towards the small open door, taking advantage of the fact that all the soldiers were attracted by the demon.

Torrential rain poured down.