Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 274 Chapter 274

"Prepare for hand-to-hand combat!" The young officer fired a shot at the table, and the bullet hit a picture frame hanging on the table, leaving a bullet hole in the king's head, and dropped the rifle in his hand .

He drew out the long sword from his waist, and the soldiers held their rifles with their bayonets already inserted, waiting for their last moment.

The opposite table was getting closer and closer, and the rebel soldiers behind the table seemed to see hope, they shouted frantically, and pushed forward with four table legs desperately.

"Kill!" The moment the enemy's table approached the gate, the young officer was the first to rush out from the side. Without giving the other party a chance to react, he raised his head high and pulled the trigger of his pistol at the crowd behind the table. .

The crisp sound of revolver gunshots echoed in the corridor. Among the crowded rebel crowd, a soldier screamed and fell down.

The young officer guarding the door shot another rebel sticking out his head, and then several guards with bayonets rushed out behind him.

The guards held their rifles flat, with the butts facing up, and stabbed down with their bayonets at an angle, stabbing down the rebels who were pushing the table in the front row.

In an instant, five or six rebels fell down screaming, and the guards who rushed out seemed to have regained their advantage at this time.

They pushed their shoulders against the thick table, and together they pushed the table back about half a meter.

However, there are too many rebels in the corridor. These people are densely packed, some are holding guns, some are carrying long swords, and they can't see the end at a glance.

These rebel soldiers also stood against the table. They were so numerous that after a moment of timidity, they cheered up again.

The soldiers on both sides wrestled against a table like this, and the side with fewer people was pushed back to the door little by little.

"Boom!" The young officer raised his revolver and fired again, one shot after another, until the magazine was empty of bullets.

But before he could reload, there were officers and soldiers on the other side of the outnumbered rebel army, and they fired back at this side.

The guard of the Kingdom who was standing next to the young officer was shot in the head, and lay down without even a scream.His blood splashed onto the faces of other guards, still warm.

As time passed, more and more guards of the Kingdom fell down, and the two sides stabbed each other blindly across the table. After all, the side with more people had the advantage.

After two more guards were stabbed and fell, the young officer also ran out of bullets in his pistol.

He pushed against the table, gritted his teeth and pushed the table, but his feet were still pushed back and moved backwards.He gritted his teeth and pressed his face against the table, but he still couldn't stop the table from moving forward.

Suddenly, he felt something stabbing him in the back, and he could feel the fluid spreading in his shirt.

Then, he felt something scratched his neck again, he couldn't free his hands to touch it to see if he was injured, his hands could only be propped on the table, and he didn't dare to move half a bit.

Then, he felt something stab his shoulder, and he felt something stab the place where he was just stabbed.

He could see the bright red blood wet his skirt, and the viscous liquid dripped down his collar onto the marble floor under his feet.

He could feel his strength draining away, he could feel himself retreating faster and faster.

"Ah!" With strong unwillingness, he suddenly roared, and the table seemed to be pushed backwards non-stop by him.

A year and a half ago, he was just a poor boy.Every day at the port of Bunas, I help my mother dry fish to subsidize the family.

Until one day, a friend told him the news that there was a school that recruited students for classes without money. The classes there were very interesting, and every day the teachers would tell many interesting things that they had never heard of.

Then he went.

There he learned addition and subtraction, where he learned fencing and fighting.

He still clearly remembers a class where the teachers showed them the magic of the steam engine. It was the first time he saw such a huge machine turning itself and driving a whole row of machine tools.

In school, he discovered for the first time that there are still things in this world worthy of his nostalgia.He cherishes those brothers who have lived together for more than a year in the dormitory, and he cherishes those girls who are willing to look at him smiling like flowers in class. He never thought that he could have such a wonderful life in his life.

If I had been more courageous, would I have dared to send that letter to "Queen" Youlin?If my score is higher, will I be able to get Mr. Tang's scholarship?If you...

His consciousness began to blur, but he still stubbornly pressed against the table and refused to take a step back. He was only a 22-year-old young man, but he roared like a beast at the end of this gorgeous corridor.

Thank you... Thank you, Mr. Tang Mo, you have taught me a lot of truths, and there is only a little I can repay you... Sorry.

One step, one step, and finally the table stopped, near the middle of the corridor.Because there were too many corpses, it was too heavy, so he couldn't push him an inch.

And he really has no strength, he wants to rest.

"It's all right." A familiar voice sounded from the other side of the table, and then a young officer turned over the table and jumped to his side.

The blood-soaked young officer suddenly lost all his strength. He collapsed, but was held in his arms by someone who came.

"I kept it." When the young officer spoke, blood spouted from his mouth, and the bayonet cut his blood vessels and pierced his heart and lungs, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

"Well! You are better than me. You were better than me when you were in school." The young officer holding him forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

"My grades...are not as good as yours...you...forgot..." The eyes of the young man in his arms slowly closed: "Help me...take care of...my...mom."

The last sentence exhausted all his strength. The young officer who was holding him lowered his head and couldn't see any expression. He hugged the body in his arms hard, but choked with sobs, and replied softly: "Okay."

"Who did it?" After laying the corpse flat, folded his classmate's hands in front of his chest, staring at the blood-stained dandelion ring on his finger, the young officer who came all the way but was still a step late stood up with a gloomy expression. asked.

His voice floated in the corridor, like a ghost that can eat people: "Who did it?"

"There's no need to ask." King Dorne walked up to the officer, looked down at the corpse lying on the marble floor, covered in sticky blood, and his tone was equally gloomy and terrifying.

Then, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the rebel soldiers who had been detained, and gave an order in a cold voice: "All those who participated in the rebellion will be executed!"

"Boom!" A soldier pulled the trigger, and the rebel he was pointing at with his gun slipped and fell to the ground against the wall while clutching his chest.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!" In the next second, gunshots erupted in the corridor, and those rebel soldiers who had just thought they were in sight of victory and pushed the table close to the gate fell down one after another amidst the gunfire.

"I didn't shoot, I'm still far away from the table!" A rebel soldier shouted in despair, but he was shot in the head before he finished shouting.

A large pile of rebel corpses was piled up in the corner, and the blood spread, flowing everywhere along the flat marble floor.

This coup, or mutiny, is destined to be bloody and cruel, and no one can change it.

"I promised him...to make him the captain of my guard!" Looking down at the young corpse lying on the ground, the King of Dorne wept amidst the gunshots.

Even the King of Dorne, who had seen many times and felt that he was skilled and hard-hearted, was crying at this moment.

The more people experience, the more they treasure the simplest and simplest feelings.As a king, being able to have a loyal subject at critical moments made King Dorne feel warm.

The chair that Zhi Gu Dao Widow sat on was too cold, so the warmth made his eye sockets moist that had been dry for a long time.

"Sumir and Cyric are outside, Your Majesty." The angry young officer looked down at the corpse of his classmate, as if he was not satisfied with the smell of blood in the air.

The blood here is still too little, the corpses here are still too little, so little... how can it be enough?How can you be worthy of your brother?The scene is not spectacular enough!There isn't enough blood!

"Those bastards! I'm going to kill them myself!" King Dorne clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

"Still, leave it to me. Death, for them...is a relief." The young officer raised his head, his face still dripping with blood.

"Okay!" King Dorne agreed without thinking, and then he remembered something: "By the way, you are his classmate?"

"Yes." The young officer watched his subordinates lift the table aside, and replied absent-mindedly.

"Your troops are now my guards, and you are acting as the captain of the guards temporarily!" King Dorne ordered: "Send someone out and summon the ministers!"

"Most people won't be able to come." The young man in Chinese clothes who was galloping on the street just stepped over the corpses of several rebels and walked to the side of King Dorne: "Many people participated in the rebellion, and some people didn't." He defected to the rebels and was killed by the rebels."

"Also, I have another piece of news to tell you..." He knelt down on one knee, stretched out his hand and pressed his apprentice's forehead, as if performing some kind of ritual.

Then, after a few seconds of silence, he said softly to King Dorne without raising his head: "The army of the Kingdom of Hieron has crossed the border...the news just arrived."
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In the past two days, I have not been in good health and my state is very poor. Let me make up the changes slowly, let me adjust... I will make up the changes when I recover, and I will definitely make up the 3 more that I owe you!

(End of this chapter)