I Will Be The Crowned King

"Where is Anson?!"

Leaning against the already riddled door of the church, Lisa shouted at the Inquisitors of the Second Class, picked up the Borne rifle and shot out the door with the skirmishers; The head of the thug who tried to rush up the stairs, the body slipped from the **** stairs, but could not stop more people from coming up.

"Why are you asking me?! I still want to know!"

Cole Dorian, quite innocently, yelled at her in return, that from the time he saved his life--a point he insisted was controversial--the little girl had always held on to herself, as if she was at any moment. Like what would happen to her brother Anson Bach.

Well, Cole Dorian admitted that he had directly arrested Anson Bach without evidence, and the Inquisition's reputation is indeed not very good... But this is not a reason for a little girl to make herself particularly shameless!

He threw the depleted revolver to the soldiers behind him. The second-rank judge picked up the last pistol, and took out his cane from behind. The long, sharp blade suddenly popped out from the side of the cane.

"To tell you the truth, I want to know where that **** is now even more than you do. I also want to ask him why Sera was shot and let her fall to the ground alone - understand?!"

"not understand!"

She glared at him fiercely, and the impatient Lisa took a grenade directly from the grenadier, pulled the fuse and threw it out through the crack of the door. There were already tears in her bright red eyes:

"I knew you must know where Anson is!"

"I...Fuck!"

Looking at the little girl who was about to cry in front of him, the inferior judge who turned his head inadvertently saw the grenade flying out of the gate, drawing a graceful arc above the heads of the crowd rushing in, towards a man who was thrown outside. ammo box fell.

Cole, who had no time to think about it, kicked the door, hugged the little girl and rushed behind him, and fell heavily in the corner of the hall.

Before Lisa could struggle, there was a deafening roar from the door of the cathedral.

"Boom!!!!"

The violent explosion shook the entire hall. The gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling and the elegant wall lamps on both sides shattered instantly, and the delicate gilded lampstands smashed to the ground.

When the sound of the explosion gradually dissipated, it suddenly became much quieter outside the gate, and they once again repelled the attack of the thugs... Temporarily.

In the messy hall, the soldiers who didn't know what just happened were dragged from the ground one by one by the officers to clean the battlefield to clean up the wounded.

"Everyone cleaned up the scene and re-established fortifications in the hall; the artillery company, go and pull those two six-pounder infantry guns over!"

Pushing aside the inferior judge who was blocking her, Lisa, who got up from the ground, shouted to the surrounding officers one by one:

"The grenadier company should enter the fighting position as soon as possible. The remaining line private companies are responsible for blocking the windows and corridors. The skirmish company will withdraw to help transport the wounded, and serve as a reserve team to repair the next hall. Quick! Quick! Quick! We don't have time!"

After giving all the orders, Lisa, who picked up the Borne rifle, skillfully reloaded while striding towards the second-class judge, her red eyes staring at him stubbornly:

"Tell me, where is Anson?!"

"I……"

Looking at the girl in front of him who wanted to eat him in one bite, Cole Dorian couldn't help rolling his eyes:

"I asked if your attitude could be better, but I just saved your life!"

"Then if Lisa's attitude is better, can you tell me where Anson is?!" Lisa stared at him and said loudly.

"I..." Taking a deep breath, Cole blushed against some unfriendly impulse: "No, because I don't know where that **** Anson Bach is!"

"And dear Miss Lisa Bach, I respect your persistence, but can we not be so stubborn, I have said it many times, I want to know where that **** is more than you!"

"But you know!" Lisa stared at him.

"I have no idea!"

"you know!"

"I don't know, and how do you know that I know?!"

"Lisa knows it!" The girl said in a very firm tone:

"Anson must have told you, and he must have told you not to tell Lisa, because Lisa will definitely protect him!"

"You...I...you...I don't even know where to start!"

Cole Dorian said with a broken face.

Despite the expression on the verge of being driven insane, the second-class judge had to admire the girl's extremely keen intuition, or rather her understanding of her brother.

That's right, Cole Dorian knows where Anson is right now.

Not only did he know, he was one of the only four people who knew the overall plan of a lieutenant colonel, plus two backup plans.

To tell the truth, Anson Bach is the most cautious person the Inquisitor of the Second Class has ever seen, and not one of them; in order to ensure that the plan goes well, except for him, Serra, and Lawrence, even the current church All the rest of the Inquisitors knew nothing of the matter.

Even if the three of them were able to learn about the plan from him, it was this overly cautious guy who wanted to "keep a hand" and "just in case", in case the plan failed and all the preparatory plans prepared by Anson failed, how could he still be able to do it? Someone knew what was going on and provided support in a timely manner.

The whole plan is divided into three steps:

The first step is to open the secret room where the steam differential engine is stored;

The second step, let the black mage enter the secret room;

The third step is to lock the door.

Perfect.

The secret room where the memory cards and the difference engine are stored is 20 meters deep underground in Clovis Cathedral. The strength of the gate and wall structure is built according to the level of the vault; Ten-pound siege howitzer, otherwise he will never think of it in this life!

Of course, the price of doing this is that the difference engine and the memory cards in the storage room will definitely not be preserved; but Luther Franz also promised in advance that all ground buildings can be abandoned if necessary, except for the underground vault.

According to Anson, if the Black Mage really appears when the thugs are attacking, then he will definitely avoid everyone's attention, take advantage of the chaos created by the thugs, and take away the "Great Master" without everyone noticing. Magic book".

It was a simple and sounding perfect plan, so perfect that Cole Dorian doubted his success more than once; but now it seems that everything is under control, and the smoothness is beyond imagination. .

Apart from the fact that Sierra was shot...

"boom--!!!!"

The messy gunshots sounded without warning, instantly smashing the locked door into a thousand holes; a second-class judge who held Lisa instinctively hid behind the bunker, and countless stray bullets were scattered in the hall. Sweep.

"They have guns?!"

Cole Dorian's expression was stunned, and then he suddenly realized - what the hell, it must have been dropped by the guards when they were retreating!

Before he could scold, a louder sound came from outside the gate, and the entire Clovis Cathedral trembled violently. Delicate stained glass and stone reliefs came from the towering dome of the water prison, on the floor. Shattered to pieces.

"What's that sound?!" Cole couldn't help roaring.

"Infantry artillery!"

Lisa, who answered loudly, picked up her Borni rifle, loaded her bullets without raising her head, and fired in the direction of the gate while shouting and screaming.

"It's the sound of a solid bullet fired by an eight-pounder infantry gun - Carl Bain taught me how to distinguish the type and power of a gun from the sound!"

"Who is Carl Bane? And the Storm Corps' guns aren't all six- and twelve-pounders... well, when I didn't ask!"

Obviously... the guards who retreated from the White Lake Park Square were not just throwing down a few rifles.

To make matters worse, the thugs who attacked the cathedral were also mixed with the rout of the Guards and the "ex" mercenaries of the security company - when they noticed that the storm regiment stationed in Red Brick Street was retreating, they They joined the mob who besieged the cathedral.

Anyone who has lived in the inner city will not doubt whether this cathedral really has the wealth of the country. In the face of the real money at your fingertips, who wouldn't be crazy about it?

Although these people have no discipline and organization at all, they are still professionally trained and experienced soldiers... With their joining, the storm regiment in Clovis Cathedral began to suffer visible casualties.

"Infantry Artillery - Focus Fire!"

Lisa with her red eyes leaned against the fortifications and shouted loudly, her eyes still staring at the second-class judge with a tangled expression, like a stray cat thrown by the owner on the side of the road and discarded.

And it's still a stray cat ready to tear itself to pieces at any time... Cole Dorian twitched his throat. After seeing the girl's abilities with his own eyes, he had already told Anson Bach's play "I'm not her opponent." "This joke has a whole new understanding.

"Listen, Miss Lisa Bach, I know you're worried about your brother's safety right now, but trust me there's a reason he didn't tell you about it!"

Cole Dorian patiently explained:

"It's not just that I don't want you to take risks, but more importantly, the key to this plan is not to have too many people. If you throw the battle here to protect him now, not only will it not help, but it will also harm him. !"

"But you just said that you don't know where he is!"

"That's right! I don't know where he is, but I know he's fighting some very dangerous enemy right now, and unless he asks for help, none of us can disturb him, or everything he's planning will be in vain. It's gone!"

"We must wait patiently until the most suitable time!"

"The time...is now..."

An extremely weak voice sounded behind the two of them.

The second judge looked back in astonishment and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in disbelief.

"Sera?!"

The female judge, who was still unconscious in a pool of blood a few minutes ago, lay beside him, with a pair of scarlet eyes on her bloodless cheeks, staring at him stubbornly.

"Who sent you here? Medic, where is the medic?!"

"Don't worry about it!"

The weak Sera said softly, "Clap!" and grabbed Cole Dorian's wrist, the cold palm seemed to be full of power:

"Now... someone must... warn Anson Bach..."

"There was an accident in the plan... I found it but I didn't... I didn't have a chance to remind him... It's already... it's too late..."

"The Black Mage... Mace Hornard... His power... exceeded my expectations... He..."

Her voice was very light and slow, and every word and pronunciation seemed to make her use all her strength, and almost all of it was covered by the surrounding fighting and gunfire.

"He... what are you talking about?!"

Seeing Sera's terrified expression, Cole Dorian fell into a moment of confusion - deliberately showing weakness to let the Black Mage take the bait and lead him to the underground secret room... Isn't this Anson's plan?

The female inquisitor, who tried her best, propped herself up and weakly pressed her lips to the ear of the second-class inquisitor:

"To warn... Anson Bach..."

"The whole plan...all the arrangements...all failed..."

"The power of the black mage... is beyond imagination..."

………………

"Ah, found it!"

In front of the storage rack in the secret room, An Sen carefully took out the metal box that stored the "Big Magic Book" from a row of boxes for storing memory cards.

With his back facing Bronne behind him, he could still clearly feel the sight that the other party was throwing towards his back; more importantly, what was reflected in his mind was the pistol that was always hidden behind his back.

Obviously, he didn't intend to let himself leave this room alive... Anson looked back, raised the box in his hand and smiled at Bronne:

"That's it, open the box and insert the card inside into the difference engine, and you will have the "Big Magic Book"!"

Bronne, who had his hands behind his back, also smiled and nodded slightly stiffly: "Then... will you use that difference engine?"

"No, I studied at the Military Academy. This level of technology can only be seen in books, and only programmers are qualified to contact ~www.novelmt.com~ Anson shook his head:

"I thought you would."

"The direction I specialize in is history, and the difference engine only knows the most basic models." Bloane said blankly:

"St. Isaac's steam difference engine...different from any model I've ever seen."

"Then it seems that we really have to wait for the professor to come." Anson sighed a little regretfully, looked curiously at the stairs outside the door, and said a little anxiously:

"How long do we have to wait, the battle above may change at any time, we don't have much time!"

"Dear Anson Bach, don't worry." The smiling Bronne stepped forward slowly, the corners of his mouth raised unnaturally:

"Soon, soon."

He approached Anson's back step by step, the pistol hidden behind him had already pulled the trigger; Anson, who had his back to him, was still looking out the door anxiously, clutching the box tightly in his hand.

Three steps, two steps, one step...

With the corners of his mouth raised, Bron stopped and pulled out his pistol suddenly!

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed in outside the door and raised a rifle that resembled a battle axe to the two of them.

Before Bronne could figure out what was going on, he only had time to see Anson, who looked terrified, turn his head sharply and block in front of him.

"boom--!"

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