MTL - Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World-Chapter 545 Rebellion Seventeen

At this moment, Paul was sweating continuously on his forehead. He didn't dare to make a sound, but his eyes kept wandering between the fire outside and the witch beside him.

From his point of view, Ratti's current situation may not be very good.

The witch's brows were tightly frowned, and the veins on her temples were even bulging. She was trembling uncontrollably, as if she was enduring great pain.

But outside of the transparent cover that Radi cast, the fire was still raging.

Paul felt sorry for Ladi and was afraid for himself, but he couldn't help much, so he could only pretend to be calm by her side to stabilize the morale of the army.

Fortunately, Radi's state only lasted for half an hour. After half an hour, the green-haired witch returned to her previous state, and she no longer had that tense expression.

What happened just now, Paul was very strange, but it was not good to disturb her.

The whole camp passed second after second in agitation.

After an unknown amount of time, a rattling sound suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

Paul looked up, and saw raindrops falling from the sky. The raindrops hit Ratty's transparent cover, like hitting glass, flowing down from top to bottom, forming thin streams and falling to the ground.

"My God! It's raining! And it's not small."

Paul shouted excitedly. To be honest, he was beating drums in his heart as to whether Ratty could last until the fire extinguished by itself, and he didn't have much confidence. Send 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 emptied.

"Long live!" "We are saved!" "O merciful Heavenly Father!"

The sound of cheers was endless, people jumped, danced, embraced each other, and used all exaggerated movements they could make to express their joy for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe. Many people still knelt on the ground and prayed to the gods with their hands folded in front of their chests.

Once the rain falling from the sky and the fire engulfing the forest met, there was a wonderful reaction. At the beginning, the powerful flames quickly evaporated these overwhelming raindrops, turning them into a large amount of white mist that permeated the forest. It was like falling into the mysterious realm, but as the raindrops continued to drip, the original pattering sound began to become more and more intensive, and the sparse raindrops turned into a dense rain curtain, and water began to splash on the witch's protective cover. The heavy rain quickly suppressed the flames that were trying to fight against it. From the time Paul felt the rain dripping, it took just over half an hour for all the raging fires to be extinguished.

After confirming that the rain could extinguish the surrounding flames, Radi no longer maintained the motionless casting posture before.

"My lord!" she said to Paul, "I just used the fire that ignited to give those traitors a blow, but I don't know the effect, the distance is too far..."

"What? You attacked them?" Paul couldn't help being stunned. In such a desperate situation, should he be called the Master of Fa?

The layer of transparent film covering the entire camp had disappeared without a trace, and everyone entered the tents still on the ground to hide from the rain.

In the tent in the middle of the camp, Radi was sitting cross-legged, with his chest rising and falling slightly, adjusting his breathing.

Paul and Captain Victor discuss the next step.

"If the news has been conveyed successfully, the 8th Infantry Battalion should be around here. We should join them immediately."

"My lord, I just don't know what they think of us, whether they think we are finished, or that we are still alive. I'm afraid they will see this fire and think we are finished, and then..."

Victor hesitated to speak, "It's not good for them to choose to retreat. So I suggest sending someone to the direction of Babor Village to investigate the situation first."

Paul nodded: "Okay, just follow what you said..."

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"Touch!" Accompanied by the flash of fire, the crisp sound resounded in the dense forest.

Fergus, who had participated in the battle against pirates, immediately recalled that it was the sound of guns firing.

For a moment he turned pale with fright, why? Are Earl Gramain's men ambushing here? They... they should have perished in the fire, hadn't they? Even if he could escape Shengtian, how could he 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 started to sound from the front, middle, and rear, all from the direction they were traveling. In the dense forest on the left side, pieces of flames flashed from the forest, rising and falling one after another.

The team that was suddenly hit by side fire suddenly fell into chaos. They were originally a team assembled impromptu by various families, and their coordination with each other was very problematic. After being attacked by the fire, they were even more chaotic. Moreover, most of these people have never seen firearms, and after being shot by muskets, they can't even figure out what is attacking them.

People in the team were shot one after another, some were killed on the spot, and those who were not shot to the fatal part fell to the ground, either writhing their bodies in pain, or unable to move, only their mouths shouting for help, wounded. The atmosphere of panic created by the tragedy of the victims spread to the whole team for a long time, and everyone desperately escaped from the forest that kept shooting deadly things, and ran towards the river.

In just a few minutes, the team that Fergus had gathered with great difficulty collapsed.

From the intensity of the gunfire, Fergus concluded that this pair of guns could not have the momentum of fifty guns, at least...at least there must be more than two hundred guns.

There is no doubt that being able to use so many muskets must be the regular military regulation of Arda~www.novelbuddy.com~ But Paul Greenman only brought fifty guards this time. Where did these two hundred people come from? here? Until they started, Fergus did not receive any report of an army suddenly appearing nearby, that is to say, this team should have just arrived this evening.

How did they know the news that the lord was about to be assassinated? Could it be that they or the people of the other big families had some ghosts at home, and after they entered the forest to hunt, they found an opportunity to report their affairs.

This is very likely to be the case, but...but they have already controlled the nearby signal tower according to Bulgan's request. How did the news pass to the nearby garrison so quickly? It is impossible even to ride a horse according to the distance.

Fergus ruled out methods such as carrier pigeons at the beginning. They have been planning for a long time, and they will also think of various possible leaks. In addition to strictly guarding against ghosts, pigeons, animals that may send letters, are strictly prohibited from appearing in their respective manors.

But no matter how the secrets were leaked, Fergus knew one thing well that with the armed forces around him now facing Arda's regular army was a group of out-and-out mobs, not to mention that the number of opponents was not smaller than his own.

At that moment, he didn't hesitate anymore, raised his whip and slapped his horse's **** hard, trying to escape from the battlefield by taking advantage of the current chaos.