Chapter 460 7.114 The Chuanhuo Gang Is in Action (4)

10 minutes later, after walking out of the back door of the house, the eight people had quickly changed into another outfit.

The dark-skinned strong man Gorgon Solomon was wearing a set of exquisite steel armor with a silver imperial flower engraved on the back. This is not an ordinary outfit for the Golden Scale Guards guarding the city of Paris. The Golden Scale Guards who can wear this set of imperial flower steel armor must not only be high-level God Chosen in terms of strength, but also have an official rank of at least centurion.

In the dark sky, heavy snow fell violently from the dark clouds. Walking out of the house, Francis could see that a gap seemed to have been broken on the towering city wall in the distance.

A large group of Golden Scale Guards were climbing up the cloud ladder to the gap and fighting desperately with the giants who climbed up the city wall. Behind the city wall, more than a dozen sword cultivators were floating in it, and silver light was flying in front of them. It was the flying swords controlled by the sword cultivators that were quickly strangling the giants who climbed up the wall.

"Residents of Paris! Whether you can live to see tomorrow's sunrise depends entirely on each of you!"

"We must not allow the gap in the city wall to continue to expand! We must not allow those blue giants to enter the city!

Everyone come to me to receive a heavy crossbow. Men are responsible for shooting arrows, women are responsible for stringing, and children are responsible for transporting arrows!"

"Don't even think about escaping!

The entire city has been surrounded by crazy mobs, and all seven city gates are filled with crazy people with red eyes. We have no way to escape!"

At the corner of the street, the crusader holding the chain was still desperately beating the gongs and drums. He stood on the high platform and roared at the top of his voice. Under his feet, dozens of monks were taking weapons from the carriage and distributing them to civilians on the street.

This time, the attitude of the nobles in the city changed significantly. They once naively thought that even the gods could not break through the nearly 12-meter-thick city wall of Paris.

But now, a gap visible to the naked eye has been broken on the top of the city wall. If they don't resist, the city will be trampled flat by the giants in an instant.

All the merchants and nobles in the city were mobilized.

The merchants sent out strong slaves, and the nobles brought out their own private armies. At this stage of the war, it was indeed as the Crusaders said that being stingy was no longer useful.

"After getting your weapons, don't go to the outer city anymore!"

"The giants have broken through the outer city wall, and the outer city is not far from collapse! I need you to climb the inner city wall and stop them outside the inner city as much as possible to bless my king 'Edward Plantagenet' to successfully get out of this disaster!"

"God bless France, and the heroic spirit will be immortal!"

Gorgon winked at the people behind him, and Microa, Francis and the other five members of the Fire Transmission Gang lined up behind him.

Although they were dressed in a low-key manner, all citizens were heading towards the city wall after getting their weapons, and only this group of seven people went upstream in the crowd. This was too conspicuous. Just when Francis was worried about exposing his target, at the end of the crossroads, another team of Golden Scale Guards had already reached out to stop them from moving forward.

The leader rode on a tall horse. Judging from the cloak behind him, he was a commander who had reached the level of a thousand men.

"Gorgon? Is that you, my brother?"

"The Chamber of Commerce has already issued instructions to escort all residents to the vicinity of the city wall and take up arms to defend their homes. Did the team you led go the wrong way?"

Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, the cautious old priest immediately began to clench his fists involuntarily. However, at this moment, Microa, whose face was tightly wrapped in a wool scarf, patted the back of his hand.

Based on the understanding between the two in recent days, this meant to stay calm.

Gorgon laughed dryly twice, and then took out a piece of Donglu wood pulp paper with a gold thread border and fine workmanship from his arms. He pulled the centurion off the horse, and the two walked aside and whispered in the corner of the wall.

"Brother Hector! This is an executive order signed by Lord Baggins, the chief of the interior of the Grand Palace of Paris, requiring me to find three griffin riders, two cooks, two craftsmen, and a musician to gather at the back door of the palace."

The centurion of the Golden Scale Guard took the thick wood pulp paper, and before he had time to carefully read the handwriting in it, he heard this, his eyes widened and looked at Gorgon.

"So, is it..."

"My brother, you guessed right!"

"Our king is already planning to abandon us and run away!"

"Damn it, I knew these big guys would do this!" Hector cursed indignantly.

"My poor brother, he is still leading the whole team to defend the main gate of the palace! These bastards are just putting on a show for us ordinary people who have nothing to lose!"

"The royal family pretends to fight to the death, but in fact, they want us to escort our relatives, friends, and even children and parents to the city wall to delay the time for the giants to enter the city!"

The blizzard continued to fall, and the young centurion's angry roar came with the wind. Microa leaned close to the ear of Bishop Francis and whispered.

"My Lord Bishop, you are right."

"People only see the part they want to see"

Although he was in a trap, the eyes of the bishop were still like a pool of dead water. Only extreme calmness can keep this expression at all times.

"The gold pulp paper circulated by the palace is kept by the 'suzerain' himself. Since he is the only living person in the entire palace, ordinary servants can't get it at all."

"In fact, what this man has in his hand is just an abandoned order issued last year.

But what does it matter?"

"With just a few words, his brain, which is already close to the boiling point, will be immediately ignited by anger. The next step is for him to look for his brother who is leading the guard in front of the Grand Palais in Paris. Then, the two brothers will most likely run away together."

"Because they are willing to believe that when the city gate is about to be breached, their mighty and divine 'Edward Plantagenet' will inevitably lead the royal family members to ride on the flying dragon and escape alone."

"Language is much more efficient than wielding a sword in many cases."

Dark, feminine, but sometimes full of danger. This is all the feelings that Microa brings to Francis. So are all the words that come out of her mouth.

It is like eating a black candy of unknown origin when it reaches the ears.

It tastes strange, but still has a strange sweetness.

Gorgon and Hector's conversation continued for a while. In the end, the two even walked arm in arm into the shadow of a house. After a long time, the dark-skinned strong man Gorgon returned to the front of the few people.

Hector ordered his subordinates to release the fence, and the members of the Fire Transmission Gang continued to walk on the empty street in the wind and snow. On the other side, Hector galloped on his horse, also heading towards the direction of the palace.

Ten minutes later, when the outer wall collapsed completely with a "boom", a large number of running Golden Scale Guards began to appear from the end of the street.

"Let the residents climb the city wall?! We are the warriors who should climb the city wall and fight those blue-skinned monsters to death!"

"Yeah, what's the point of making us stand in front of the palace gate! My mother, sister, and two younger sisters all live in this city. Only by guarding the city gate can we protect their safety."

"If we climb the high wall, it will be difficult to stop those crazy giants. Once they rush into the city, we will all die!"

"Haha, what's so scary about death! Climbing the high wall, at least I can die next to my mother and sister!"

Hundreds of Golden Scale Guards ran away from them. Gorgon did not choose to block the road, but stood aside to let them pass.

"Master Centurion, if you see Edward Long Legs, please tell him for me."

"I hope he enjoys this escape and lives a long life! But I will never serve a master who only knows how to escape from battle again!"

"Yes, when the Knights of Fire besieged Paris, Charlemagne personally walked up to the city wall and fought with his vassals!"

The members of the Fire Spreading Gang still kept their heads down and turned their backs, trying to avoid any eye contact with the angry soldiers. At this moment, Bishop Francis suddenly wanted to tell them that Charlemagne and Edward Long Legs were actually the same person.

When the streets were cleared again, everyone came to the Grand Palais in Paris.

The main entrance of the palace was empty.