Chapter 549 Rebellion 17
At this time, Paul's forehead was constantly oozing with cold sweat. He dared not make a sound, and his eyes kept wandering between the fire outside and the witch beside him.
According to his feeling, Ladi's current situation might not be very good.
The witch's brows were tightly furrowed, and veins even popped out on her temples. She was shaking all over, as if she was enduring great pain.
And outside the transparent cover cast by Ladi, the fire was still raging.
Paul felt sorry for Ladi and was afraid for himself, but he could not help much. He could only pretend to be calm beside her to stabilize the morale of the army.
Fortunately, Ladi's state lasted only half an hour. After half an hour, the green-haired witch returned to her previous state, and no longer had that kind of highly tense expression.
What happened just now? Paul was very strange, but it was not easy to disturb her.
The whole camp spent one second after another in anxiety.
After an unknown amount of time, a pattering sound suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.
Paul looked up and saw raindrops falling from the sky. The raindrops hit the transparent cover of Ladi, just like hitting glass, flowing down from top to bottom, forming thin streams falling to the ground.
"Oh my God! It's raining! And it's not small."
Paul shouted excitedly. To be honest, he was constantly beating his drum in his heart about whether Ladi could hold on until the fire went out by itself. He had no confidence, but it has long been known that water overcomes fire. Now God has sent such a rain to him who is in a desperate situation.
The guards in the camp also saw the falling raindrops, and everyone suddenly felt relieved, and the tense atmosphere lingering over everyone's heads was instantly gone.
"Long live!" "We are saved!" "Merciful Father!"
The cheers were endless, people were jumping, dancing, hugging each other, and using all the exaggerated movements they could to express their joy of surviving the disaster. Many people also knelt on the ground, holding their hands in front of their chests to pray to God.
The rain falling from the sky and the fire covering the forest produced a wonderful reaction as soon as they met. At first, the powerful flames quickly evaporated these unpredictable raindrops, turning them into a large amount of white mist that filled the woods, making people feel like they were falling into a mysterious realm. However, as the raindrops continued to drip, the original clacking sound began to become more and more dense, and the sparse raindrops turned into a dense rain curtain. The witch's protective shield began to drip with water, and the heavy rain quickly suppressed the flames that tried to fight against it. From the time Paul felt the rain dripping, it took only more than half an hour for the original raging fire to be completely extinguished.
After confirming that the rain could extinguish the surrounding flames, Ladi no longer maintained the motionless casting posture.
"My Lord!" She said to Paul: "I just used the burning fire to attack the traitors, but I don't know how effective it is. The distance is too far..."
"What? You attacked them?" Paul was stunned. In such a desperate situation, should he be called a wizard?
The transparent film covering the entire camp has disappeared without a trace, and everyone has entered the tents still propped up on the ground to avoid the rain.
In the tent in the middle of the camp, Ladi sat cross-legged, her chest rising and falling slightly to adjust her breathing.
Paul and the chief guard Victor discussed the next plan.
"If the message is successfully conveyed, the Eighth Infantry Battalion should be nearby. We should join them immediately."
"Sir, I just don't know how they view us. Do they think we are finished or that we are still alive? I am afraid that after they see this fire, they will think we are finished, and then..."
Victor hesitated, "It would be bad if they choose to withdraw. So I suggest sending someone to investigate the situation in the direction of Babol Village first."
Paul nodded: "Okay, let's do as you say..."
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"Bang!" With a flash of fire, a crisp sound rang out among the dense forests.
Fergus, who had participated in the war against pirates, immediately recalled that this was the sound of gunfire.
He was shocked for a moment. What? Are Earl Graman's men ambushing here? They... shouldn't they have died in the fire? Even if they can escape, how can they run ahead of them and set up an ambush in advance?
Things began to develop in the direction he least wanted to see. The gunshot just now seemed to be a signal. On the road they were passing, gunshots began to be heard in the front, middle, and back. They all came from the dense forest on the left side of their direction of travel. Flames flashed from the forest one after another.
The team that was suddenly hit by side firepower was in chaos. They were originally a team temporarily put together by various families. The coordination between each other was very problematic. After being attacked by fire, it was even more chaotic. Moreover, most of these people had never seen firearms. After being shot by muskets, they couldn't even figure out what was attacking them.
People in the team were shot one after another, some died on the spot, and those who were not hit in the fatal parts fell to the ground, either twisting their bodies in pain, or unable to move, only shouting for help with their mouths. The panic atmosphere created by the miserable conditions of the injured spread to the entire team for a long time. Everyone desperately escaped from the forest that kept shooting deadly things and ran towards the river.
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In just a few minutes, the team that Fergus had finally gathered was scattered.
From the density of the gunshots, Fergus concluded that this was definitely not the sound that fifty guns could make, at least... at least more than two hundred guns.
There is no doubt that being able to use so many muskets must be the regular military regulations of Alda. But Paul Graman only brought fifty guards this time. Where did these more than two hundred people come from? Until they took action, Fergus did not receive any report that an army suddenly appeared nearby, which means that this team should have just arrived tonight.
It's weird, how did they know that the lord was assassinated? Could it be that there was a traitor among himself or the people left at home in the other major families, and they found an opportunity to report their affairs after they entered the forest to hunt.
It is very likely to be the case, but... but they have already controlled the nearby signal tower according to Burgan's request. How did the message get to the nearby garrison so quickly? According to the distance, it is impossible even if they rode on horseback.
Fergus ruled out methods such as pigeons from the beginning. They had been planning for this action for a long time, and they would also think of various possible leaks. In addition to strictly guarding against internal traitors, their respective manors also strictly prohibited the appearance of animals such as pigeons that could deliver messages.
But no matter how the secret was leaked, Fergus knew that the armed forces around him were a group of mobs against Arda's regular army, not to mention that the number of the other side was not less than his own.
At that moment, he no longer hesitated, raised his whip and whipped the horse's butt hard, trying to take advantage of the current chaos to escape from the battlefield.