Extraordinary Sailing

Kingdom of Elijah, the capital of Vienna.

at dusk.

boom! boom! boom!

Outside the inner city wall that separates the aristocratic area from the civilian area, the sound of cannons continued to roar in a slightly chaotic manner. Gunpowder smoke, flames, and shouts completely turned this ancient city into a chaotic battlefield.

clang--

As the alarm bells rang in the city, more and more citizens of Venaya poured into the streets, most of them were farmers who lost their livelihoods outside the city, factory workers, and the urban poor. Armed with various weapons, they gathered in the inner city before the city gate.

Just as Isabella expected, farmers and urban civilians are the main body in the third level of the kingdom, and they are also the main force in this effort to overthrow the tyranny of the royal family.

"Personal freedom, equal rights!"

"Down with nobles and kings!"

"The people are the masters of the country!"

The impassioned shouts resounded through the small half of the city.

The fuse of everything was the young starved child found outside the inner city wall a few hours ago, and this is not an isolated case. The crowd first gathered to demonstrate for this, and after experiencing a natural "indifference", it soon turned into an armed uprising under the instigation of interested people.

It can no longer go on like this!

At this time, no one cares at all, why my group of people "hastily" launched an uprising because of oppression and righteous indignation, there will be a steady stream of "companions" getting guns, artillery, and skilled gunners who look like veterans, Teach everyone how to handle these weapons.

Unlike the New World, which is full of dangers, at least in the cities of the Kingdom itself, it is not easy to get even a high-quality musket.

Even if these civilians are untrained, they can exert the basic attack power of these gunpowder weapons.

The level of rioting immediately rose sharply.

However.

The majestic and towering inner city wall was a military fortification against foreign enemies before the Kingdom of Ilya flourished. It was extraordinarily thick and strong, with 20 24-pound cannons erected on only one side of the city wall.

This is not counting the kingdom's most elite guards and the well-trained private army of traditional nobles, as well as the large number of extraordinary people among them.

It can be said that since the royal family began to recruit core superhumans to shrink their own power a few years ago to ensure the basic base of the main cities, this is the place where the royal family has the strongest power.

In the face of these "mob" overreaching the city, the guards on the city wall beat them mercilessly.

Even if civilians who have never received military training receive equipment support, why should they compete with the kingdom's most elite troops? What's more, the Guards are still guarding a strong city.

However, the reality is somewhat magical, and this offensive and defensive battle was actually fought in style.

A group of experienced veterans outside the city gate demolished the buildings near the city gate and built a qualified fortification.

The crappy civilian gunners were slowly replaced by veterans and some tough young men, and more and more brand-new heavy artillery that I didn't know where to find were dragged over and erected behind the fortifications, and added pads to the city head. The wooden guns with low muzzles fired at each other.

In order to fight for freedom from oppression, the citizens with high fighting will still shouted "personal freedom, equal rights" and kept shooting towards the city. Every little victory won would cause huge cheers among the crowd.

A fierce battle is raging ahead.

At the end of the battle line, most of the business nobles in hunting suits gathered here with their super attendants.

The bourgeois who possessed all the means of production easily gained the leadership of the "rebel army" by virtue of their extraordinary power, economic strength, political talent and cultural knowledge.

Even many members of the rebel army were workers in their factories. It is not realistic for them to charge forward, but it is not a problem at all to wave the flag and shout with rhythm.

Of course, it is impossible for this group of pampered business aristocrats to come to the front line in person. The "rebel army" is naturally led by their private soldiers and veterans recruited, and even the elite pirates under the Pirate King have joined the battle in secret.

Hearing the slogan "Personal Freedom, Equal Rights" in front of us, everyone was smiling, as if they all agreed.

Yes, all of them agree from the bottom of their hearts that this slogan voted on by themselves in a meeting is indeed that all people are created equal, but the bourgeois class, which holds all the means of production, is even more equal!

"Your Excellency Pickman, the battle started at 4:00 p.m. and has lasted for two and a half hours. The sun is about to set, so the attack speed should be accelerated, right?

Citizens' rebellion against the royal tyranny is just an example for the follow-up plans of other cities. If the situation of the war is allowed to develop like this, it is not impossible for them to be defeated by the guards in the end. "

The unremarkable Earl Wright with a short beard glanced at the pocket watch in his hand, and bowed slightly to a tall and thin man in black robe who was slightly stooped beside him.

"Looking at the original aura decline of that 'Raging Wave', according to the normal situation, there should still be a week to half a month, but it is almost ready to launch a general attack."

The man in black took off his hood, revealing a pale face and pale hair.

Others can't feel it, but with the ghoul's extraordinary sense of the breath of life, they can clearly distinguish that the breath that was once vast but gradually weakened like the setting sun has come to an abrupt end yesterday.

They waited patiently for another day, and there was no movement in the palace. The "rebellion" that had been brewing for a long time could no longer be restrained.

Looking back at the business nobles behind him, he showed a regretful expression:

"Unfortunately, none of you are willing to transform yourself into a powerful ghoul."

Viscount Jerome, who was standing on the other side of him, laughed softly:

"Hahaha, Your Excellency Pickman! There is nothing to be sorry about, everyone is a devout follower of the 'Cold Monarch'.

You see, apart from being different in appearance, how can we be different in essence? "

The black-robed ghoul Pickman was slightly taken aback, and immediately reacted:

"Oh? That's right, it's exactly the same! It's the same cannibalism, but it's just a different way of eating, hahahaha."

This group of humans may be more suitable for the [greedy] power held by the "King of Ghouls" than ghouls.

Although his words were too blunt, the business aristocrats around him could only laugh and echo him, because he was the titular monster from the hinterland of the mainland——the ghoul "Mocking Tunnel Forager" Pickman.

The monsters in this world have different racial endowments, and there is a huge gap in strength between them at the same level. Therefore, for monsters with a certain level of harmfulness, human beings will uniformly give them names, which is a kind of recognition of their strength.

And this kind of strength needs to be at least equivalent to the strength of the guardian of the kingdom!

Those who had no backstage on the way to learn the scriptures had already been beaten to death with iron rods, and it was the same reason here. Although he lived on the Old Continent, with a demigod at his back, Pickman's life was still very nourishing.

And today the ghoul group will become the new masters of this land and mankind!

The black-robed ghoul raised his head, the heavy and powerful aura of the fourth-order had already covered half of the inner city, and it was also pressing hard on the hearts of the guards, with chest tightness, heart palpitations, and cold sweat. The fighting power was immediately knocked out by more than half.

This is not just an assist for one's own side, but also another trial after confirming that the kingdom's guardian aura has disappeared.

Take this opportunity.

The rebel army, which was suppressed and somewhat unable to hold its head up, launched a counterattack without being affected at all.

Another half hour later, it was already dark.

With a loud bang, the dust flew up.

"oh!"

"The city is broken!"

"Come on! Don't let the king and those nobles escape!"

Without an order, a large number of "insurgents" had already swarmed into the inner city through the gap.

Pickman, the named monster "Laughing Tunnel Forager", said to himself:

"That old thing looks like it's really dead."

He looked up at the gloomy sky above his head:

"However, it doesn't really matter."

As one of the leaders, Viscount Jerome held up a blood-red scripture in high spirits:

"His Excellency Pickman has worked hard, gentlemen, let's follow together."

With a wave of his hand, a group of ghouls with moss from the cemetery on their bodies and strong aura came out in the darkness.

Jerome, who was just a poor wizard apprentice, relied on the "Ghoul Rituals" bestowed by Mordiggian, the "Ghostly God of Cold Bones", to command a large army of ghouls.

Especially this trump card, the "Turskin Hunter" troop with a total number of two hundred, each ghoul is a powerful existence equivalent to a second-order extraordinary, just like the battering ram in Jerome's hand is enough Break down all obstacles for him.

And a large number of military human transcendents who had previously hidden followed Wright one after another.

Obviously, there are distinct factions within this new class that is about to reap the fruits of victory.

step..step..step..

When a group of hundreds of people walked into the inner city, it had already turned into a hell of blood and fire.

How could there be civilization at all during armed riots? The "insurgents" immediately turned into mobs, burning, killing, and looting without a teacher.

"No! Help!"

"I don't want your tenant anymore."

"."

In addition to the pre-arranged hunters by the commercial nobles, even the real rebels have already forgotten the original intention of "personal freedom and equal rights" when they arrived here, and burned all the land deeds in the noble mansion while looting .

At this time, the crying and howling shook the sky, and the night sky in Viana was almost dyed blood.

The large army led by the titular monster, Earl Wright, and Viscount Jerome rushed straight into the palace without the slightest hesitation.

However, they followed the breath of life all the way to the main hall of the palace that was lit up, but they didn't meet a single guard.

Pickman frowned slightly, feeling as if something was beyond his expectations:

"The breath of Enrique II has always been in it, and he is the only one."

Bang——

The palace door was pushed open abruptly.

In the spacious main hall, as the king, Enrique II stood at the bottom with a golden scepter in his hand, but on the throne was an old man with white hair and a thin figure whom no one knew.

Everyone pauses:

"Who are you."

There was no reply, and the two people in the hall looked at the group of uninvited guests at the same time.

Although he was old and skinny, the cold light in the old man's eyes was like two sharp swords, stabbing everyone here, and finally his eyes fell on the ghoul Pickman:

"Is it you who have been hiding in the dark to act as their backer? Now you are finally willing to come out on your own initiative? It is not in vain to waste the remaining few days of my life.

As long as you get rid of you, the rest are just clowns.

Now that the situation has reached this stage, no matter how stupid these descendants are, as long as they are willing to pay the price, they should still be able to keep the throne. "

While talking, he already crushed the shielding amulet on his neck.

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