The war horse neighed, then accelerated rapidly to the extreme on the street, and the lance brought the spiral air wave directly into the temporary horse, crushing it.
Sawdust flew in the air, and then the sound of several musket shots sounded, causing sparks and crisp sounds to explode on the knight's armor.
Some bullets bounced off the bevel of the armor, while others penetrated its protection and shot into the internal muscles. Fortunately, these knights were all extraordinary beings who were different from ordinary people. This small injury was not fatal.
After breaking through the obstacles blocking the road, the group moved forward quickly, and shouts for support were heard from time to time around them, and some soldiers began to gather here.
Although there are many rebels in the city, compared to the huge Titiania, the number of people assigned to various intersections is not large. Most ordinary private armies do not have war horses, so it will take a long time to come.
A lot of time.
In this way, after successfully passing through several street intersections in the initial stage, the group encountered a decent obstacle.
Nearly 50 guards lined up in two rows on the street with muskets, and began to take aim as they watched the riders who kept coming.
"Shoot!" Seeing these riders getting closer and closer, and about to reach the optimal shooting range, the commanding officer finally gave the order to shoot.
Bang - Bang -
Gunshots rang out intensively, and even though they were not consistent enough, they formed a dense barrage in a short period of time, shooting down the knights in the front row.
The bloody war horse screamed and fell to the ground, crashing into the pile of resisting horses, causing chaos in the shooting team. Then the knight behind stepped forward and began to swing his lance, piercing the guards who were still loading.
There was blood and smoke, the sounds of slashing and blocking, followed by another fierce and tense killing.
Although these knights quickly dealt with the guards blocking the road, the horses and debris left behind blocked the road, preventing the carriage from moving forward.
"Let's get off the carriage." Seeing this scene, Lily jumped out of the carriage with Hells in her arms, and was then helped onto the horse by a knight.
"Please sit still, Your Majesty." Then the war horses dragged the three of them over the messy ruins and continued to move forward.
The bumps on the horse were far worse than those in the carriage. Lily felt that the scenery in her field of vision was in chaos, and the remaining flesh and blood on the armor also made her feel nauseous and had the urge to vomit.
Holding her chest firmly, Lily hugged Hells tightly, closed her eyes, and endured the difficult moment.
Perhaps it was the blessing of the goddess of luck, or perhaps the plan on Severi's side was very successful, and they arrived at that location without encountering many obstacles.
Several guards wearing gray smocks were standing guard there. After seeing Viscount Vansden, they quickly got out of the way and allowed them to enter the warehouse in the business district.
"Nairn, is Nairn here?" Vansden shouted as soon as he got off his horse.
"Yes, yes, I'm here." As he said that, a fat businessman walked out of the house.
"I received your signal, sir, but I didn't expect to see you so soon."
"Is it because you haven't had time to report the news to those big shots?" Fein Siden said as if joking, but also as a warning, and then glanced around the warehouse.
"Aha, how is this possible? I have always been so, uh, loyal, you know." He wiped his sweat and explained quickly.
"Oh, no matter what you think, open that door for me now. I can't control what happens after that."
Hearing this, the businessman was still a little hesitant, but when he saw Van Siden approaching step by step with his sword in hand, he finally shouted quickly.
"Why are you still standing? Quickly, open the black-painted door in warehouse No. 14!"
"Yes, sir." Then several guards in gray smocks took action.
Only then did Fansden turn around, letting the remaining knights protect Lily and the two of them and follow him forward.
"You should come too, otherwise I won't worry." Fein Siden pressed the shoulders of the fat businessman and walked quickly ahead.
"This, this, okay." The voice was helpless and nervous.
The group of people quickly walked to a corner of the warehouse, where the previously closed wooden door had been broken open by an axe. Then the businessman directed his men to open the cover under the soil on the ground, revealing the tunnel inside.
"Let's go." Immediately, Fein Siden pushed Nairn forward.
The underground passage was very spacious and seemed to be ventilated. When Lily walked in it, she felt that the air was relatively dry, and there were scattered dried fruits at her feet, which seemed to have been used not long ago.
The businessman was panicked at first, but then he seemed to have broken the jar and quickly led the way.
"MD, it was really unlucky that I agreed to you, and now I have to give up so much property and beauty and run away with you!" He said and cursed, but he kept walking.
"Haha, do you dare to say that you didn't use this secret passage for smuggling? The garbage at your feet doesn't look like it was left just a few years ago." Fein Siden pointed out the businessman's sophistry.
"Yes, yes, I made some, um, a little money using this secret tunnel, but that's what I should do. Don't I need hush money to keep a secret? I still have to support my family."
"Family? I remember that you never got married again after you divorced your ex-wife."
"I said it's a life partner, not the mediocre, boring, profit-filled marriage in the world." Then, the fat businessman began to explain words like soul connection and soul friends.
"Yes, yes, if I hadn't seen you sleeping with multiple women with my own eyes, I might have really believed what you said." Fein Siden said nonchalantly, and then knocked on the surrounding stone wall with his sword.
As a former friend of the emperor, he was not too old, only in his 30s, but from the appearance, many people would probably think that he was a mature uncle. Maybe some people are born to look more mature.
The dark gray hair was neatly combed and did not fall apart during the battle. There were only some blood stains on the corners of the face and neck, but they should not be his own.
During this mutual taunting conversation, Lily's originally nervous mood calmed down a lot. After all, they were almost arriving outside the city.
In this way, after passing through the long passage, the ground in a forest opened up, revealing people breathing in fresh air.
This is a redwood forest outside the city. Because it is in the royal forest farm, few people come here on weekdays, so it is very quiet.
"It's rare that you didn't contact the rebels to wait for us here." Vansden looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I am a person worthy of trust. You look down on 'good guy Nairn' too much."
"'Good man Nairn'? Maybe, but we will be separated soon. I hope there will be a chance to meet again in this life."
After the subsequent group of knights led the horses out, Vansden mounted the horse, waited for Lily and her son to be ready, and then waved the whip.
"Now, full speed to the north!"
"Yes, sir."
In the oncoming wind, the leaves of the branches scratched the armor and body. This team of ten people galloped through the redwood forest towering into the sky, heading towards the cold north.