The explosion of gunpowder resounded over the entire city, and the flames and flashes illuminated the night like day.

In front of the main gate of the Muxi Knights, dead bodies can be seen everywhere. Most of them are soldiers of the Knights, and a small part of the dead are those attackers.

More than 30 surviving Knights soldiers hid behind the main gate, blocked the door with tables, chairs and benches, and erected a temporary roadblock.

As the interim commander of this group of survivors, Ennis, the deputy captain of the Third Wing of the Heavy Infantry of the Twilight Knights, a young man who seems to have participated in dozens of Twilight battles, is a veritable man. Senior commander.

"Keep the gate!"

Ennis, wearing a makeshift armor, half-kneeled behind a barricade of tables and chairs, wiped blood from his face, looked at the crowded enemy troops in the darkness outside the door, and shouted behind him: "Reinforcement What?! Where's the **** reinforcements?!"

A dusty soldier, wearing a single-coat, holding a shield snatched from the enemy, screamed sadly: "The armory, the gate, and the stables have all been taken by the enemy. We have no weapons or armor. There are many. The brothers were killed before they even came out of the camp!"

The angry Ennis was smashed, only to hear him roar: "Traitor! A group of traitors! This must be a premeditated rebellion!"

Before the words fell, a burst of muskets rang out in the darkened enemy formation.

Lead bullets with powerful kinetic energy penetrated the low defensive boards of tables and chairs and swept the remaining soldiers behind the roadblock.

Along with the splashing of blood flowers, screams continued to be heard among the soldiers.

Seeing the tragic deaths of his subordinates, Ennis' eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists, struggling to rush forward.

Suddenly a sharp pain came from his back.

Ennis took a breath, staggered and fell to the ground, pierced a sharp dagger deeply into his back, and the blood flowed slowly down his spine to the ground.

Exhausting his last strength, Ennis turned his head and looked behind him, a familiar face in panic appeared in his sight.

"Hug... sorry, sir, I have a family..."

Ennis fell to the ground, all the voices getting farther and farther, he slowly closed his eyes, unwilling to say the last word.

"A bunch of... assholes..."

Standing on the clock tower in West Side, Rutledge, the patriarch of the Dalson family, looked at the scene of the city with a telescope.

The citizens of the city were overwhelmed by the sudden fighting. The original lively markets, busy ports, and happy commercial streets suddenly became a mess. People ran back to their homes crying and howling. Lock the door, leaving only a gap in the window, peeking out.

While Rutledge was observing the situation in the city, a panting noble messenger climbed up the tower, walked behind the former, and whispered: "Master Dawson, the barracks of the Urban Security Team and the Twilight Knights have basically The battle is over."

"How is it going?"

"In the security team, before the battle started, we bought all the officers on duty tonight, and controlled the chief and deputy chief and deputy officers of the security team in advance by the banquet. Therefore, the entire occupation process went smoothly."

"As for the barracks of the Muxi Knights, it took a lot of effort. The sentries of the Knights strictly guard the military orders and are well-trained. It took us a lot of effort to control the gate of the barracks. The armory is a big one. Trouble, there are three levels at the gate there. Even though we thought of many ways, we still couldn't buy the leader of the last level, so we had to use a brute force approach..."

Rutledge put away his binoculars, stared at the person behind him, and said coldly: "Fool! There are no people in this world who cannot be bought by money. If there is, it just means that the price you are paying is not high enough!"

The messenger lowered his head quickly and repeatedly said yes.

"If you are more reliable, you won't make such a big noise at all! Now that the whole city knows our actions, those cabinet members must have begun preparations for fleeing!"

Rutledge shook his head and said, "There are also the Royal Navy and the Knights of the North Island. How about those two barracks?"

The messenger swallowed: "We have controlled the plank road and barracks in the Royal Navy. Now the warships in the port are undergoing fierce battles. I believe it will not take long to control all the ships."

"On the North Island Knights side, something is not going well..."

Rutledge's eyes rounded: "What does it mean to be unsuccessful?"

"In the Knights of the North Island, excluding the people who returned home and those who accompanied the ship, there were only more than two hundred people left in the entire camp. At first, we thought that these barbarians who only knew about drinking and fighting had no ability at all, so we sent it. There are not many people. But..."

When the messenger said this, a look of fear flashed in his eyes: "The group of North Island pirates is simply a group of monsters. They don't wear armor, and they won't fall down if they are hit by arrows. Killing people is like drinking water and eating. ... Especially their deputy commander, the giant named Little Jerry, swinging the axe the size of a wheel, he can easily smash the strongest shield..."

"To shut up!"

Rutledge listened to the messenger talking more and more outrageously, and annoyed the other party: "I don't care what you use, whether it is bought or stormed, in any case, I must take the barracks of the North Island Knights!"

Watching the messenger leave in a hurry, Rutledge hit the wall in front of him heavily with his fist and roared, "A bunch of trash!"

"Master."

The old butler of the Dalson family appeared behind Rutledge and reminded: "The mercenary groups and pirate groups we paid to hire are approaching Twilight City. They need our support."

Rutledge took a deep breath: "Tell those dumb silver ring noblemen~lightnovelpub.net~ to let them block roads and set up roadblocks according to the tasks assigned in advance. Order the reconnaissance ships in the port area. With the scouts outside the city, light up the signal lights and guide the pirates and mercenaries into the city!"

Having said this, Rutledge thought for a moment and added: "Whether it is a pirate or a mercenary, we must send an army to supervise them, let them clean their hands and feet to make sure they will not contaminate the city. !"

The old butler nodded and made a hand-knife movement towards Rutledge, and whispered: "As for the Minister of the Interior by Boance and the Guy VII of the Silver Ring Kingdom, do you want to deal with it now?"

Rutledge thought for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "It's not the time yet. If I want to control Twilight City, I still need the help of those silver ring nobles."

The old butler nodded and said yes, and then left the tower.

Turning his head, looking at the flames in Twilight City, Rutledge clutched the railing in front of him, his face was surprisingly calm, with a smile in his mouth, he whispered: "Come on, let the flames and fear come more warmly. ...After tonight, this city will no longer belong to the Holy King!"