industrial lord

Chapter 709 Leaving the City
The rain stopped, a south wind blew, the clouds were blown away, and the flags on the city walls fluttered in the wind under the starlight.

Inside the city gate, the garbage collector and his family were trembling. Several city guards, led by a non-commissioned officer, surrounded them.

Frederick had overlooked one thing: the old man was too nervous and actually wanted to leave the city early.

There is a small door next to the city gate, which is opened at night for urgent military matters and when dignitaries are traveling, but it will definitely not be opened for a garbage truck.

The old man was in a hurry to go out, and their expressions were very unnatural, which the city guards immediately noticed was a problem.

The city guards didn't think that they would transport the Schneider family out, but were wondering what stolen goods were in the car.

The sergeant waved his hand, and immediately some soldiers started to poke into the garbage heap with their rifles.

A hand reached out and grasped the gun barrel.

The sergeant's heart tightened. He had been on guard against the garbage man having accomplices. The man in the black cloak appeared silently, obviously an expert.

Bellburk said nothing. He pushed the gun aside, pulled out the soldier's hand holding the spear, and threw a few glittering gold coins into his palm.

She walked to the second soldier next to her and raised her hand. The soldier subconsciously raised his hand and the gold coin also fell into his hand.

The third, the fourth... and finally the sergeant.

He gritted his teeth. This was definitely not a problem with ordinary thieves. Instead, it was a fight between the big shots in the city, and he couldn't afford to offend them. When the man in the black cloak walked up to him, he raised his hand.

A dozen gold coins fell into his hands, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.

"Only a few silver coins a month, what's the point of risking your life?"

Bell Burke threw down a few words and disappeared into the night.

After a while, the small door was slowly pushed open and the drawbridge was lowered little by little without making any sound. The old man immediately drove out of the city.

He felt that the car slowed down a little, as if it was pulling something heavier than before.

Outside the city, only the areas near the city walls were lit up. Farther away, it was pitch black, with only a few stars and the horse lanterns on the carriages illuminating the road ahead.

When the carriage left the range of the city wall lights, a sound was heard in the darkness nearby, like a cat or a mouse running into the grass.

The family of three in front of the carriage shuddered, feeling as if they were being stared at by a wild beast.

The car did not drive towards the garbage dump, but turned halfway and headed towards the abandoned camp.

A group of people were lying in ambush near the garbage dump, ready to capture the Schneider family. When they saw the garbage truck turning, they hurried over.

This was outside the city, so they didn't have to worry about anything and rushed towards the carriage.

The old man and his family were so scared when they saw a group of dark people rushing towards them that they almost jumped out of the car.

"Keep going to the abandoned camp!"

Just now, when Bellburk gave the money, he attracted everyone's attention. Frederick transformed himself into Adu, hid under the car and sneaked out of the city.

The old man and his family were trembling with fear. If they didn’t want to die at this time, they had to be obedient.

Two dark figures jumped out of the bushes by the roadside and rushed towards Frederick.

Frederick used Wesson martial arts and knocked down each man with one shot.

The sound of gunfire startled the city defense troops on the distant wall, and someone turned on a searchlight and shone it towards this side.

The two horses were frightened by the gunshot and the bright light that followed, and they broke into a gallop.

Several people who were approaching the carriage were facing the searchlight, and the light shone directly into their eyes, slowing down their movements.

Frederick continued to shoot one person at a time, changing guns calmly.

He raised his hand, and a wall of wind protected the side, followed by a muffled sound.

Wind Blade is difficult to detect in the dark and is the first choice for sneak attacks.

Frederick frowned slightly. His wind wall was almost broken. The opponent was a master.

The searchlight suddenly turned, illuminating the grass fifty meters away, where three people were standing.

Two shield-bearing knights are on the left and right in front, protecting a thick-armored magician in the back. It is a very common formation.

A loud gunshot was heard near the searchlight, startling the officers and soldiers who were counting gold coins.

The officer had a folding shotgun at home and had shot many prey with it. He couldn't help but sigh that rich people's guns were different. Their guns were big and loud, and they must be quite powerful.

He didn't know that the bullet he had just fired was more expensive than the cost of his shotgun.

The bullet flew towards the magician's head at a speed faster than sound, but was blocked by a layer of wind shield. The bullet was squeezed and deformed under the huge inertia, and a magic crystal inside hit the magic circle behind it, and the magic circle gained energy and started quickly.

"boom!"

The magic circle quickly blasted out a sticky shock wave, which was more powerful than the previous air shock wave, easily exceeding 14.3 times the shield energy of the magician and the knight. Frederick shot the two knights who were blown away, but the magician was no longer needed, as it was a bit troublesome to retrieve them piece by piece.

He gave a thumbs-up in the direction of the searchlight.

After reloading, Bell Burke operated the searchlight to sweep the surroundings and saw several fleeing figures. It was not worth wasting bullets.

Frederick didn't care about them. The most important thing was to complete the main task.

The frightened horse kept running forward. Fortunately, the road was straight and there were no forks. The old man controlled the direction with difficulty, leaving a pile of garbage behind.

The rest of the journey was smooth sailing.

"Did I... fall asleep?"

When Schneider woke up, he felt a little dizzy. He couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment. He sat up and rubbed his head. He felt pain in several places due to the bumps in the carriage.

He suddenly became nervous and looked around. He was outside the city, his wife and children were just waking up, and the old man and the garbage truck that were supposed to take them out of the city were nowhere to be seen.

At this time, a voice came from not far away: "Would you like some tea?"

Schneider was startled and turned around, only to find a bonfire behind him and two young girls pouring tea for an older woman.

This was a little different from what he expected, and he thought something must have gone wrong.

He could only pretend to be calm and say, "Thank you, I won't bother you anymore."

Elscholz smiled slightly, but his eyes were fierce, and he said in an unquestionable tone: "No, I think you and your family need it."

At this time, Ansel poured too much tea and it almost spilled. Elscholz turned around and said angrily, "You are always so reckless. Believe it or not, I will roast you right now!"

Ansel was used to being scolded, but Schneider was so scared that he was shaking all over and hurriedly protected his wife and children who had just woken up behind him.

Al Scholz took a sip of his tea and pointed to the grass across from the campfire.

Schneider had no choice but to take his family over to sit down and take the tea that Gretel handed to him.

The two children were very nervous. Gretel smiled at them, but because of the backlight, the children were scared and started crying.

Mrs. Schneider immediately hugged the two children tightly in her arms and looked at the girl nervously.

Gretel was very depressed, even though Grand Duke Wesson had praised her for her beautiful smile.

Schneider touched the tea in the cup with his lips, and then asked carefully: "Excuse me, who are you? What do you need me to do?"

Al Scholz said angrily, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I have been caught in the rain all night because of you, an idiot."

Schneider was a little confused, but it would be right to keep his mouth shut at this time.

The campfire suddenly became quiet as the two children were comforted by their mother, and the only sound was the crackling of the firewood.

Schneider felt that the tea was fine and took a sip from time to time to relieve his tense mood.

Time passed by little by little, and the family seemed to be simmering in a pot over low heat, neither sitting nor standing.

"Call...Candy House..."

A walkie-talkie next to Al Scholz suddenly emitted a faint sound.

She picked up the walkie-talkie and started chattering away, confusing the person on the other end.

"Please send the signal."

After being reminded on the intercom, she remembered what she should do next, otherwise she would have been soaked in the rain all night.

A golden beam of light was an easy task for Elscholz, but it was a huge event for the city guards of Berlin.

Several bodies were found in the city not long ago, and now there are obvious signals outside the city. No one knows who is causing trouble, and no one knows whether they are enemies or friends. Soon a military bugle call sounded.

The officers and soldiers who were just thinking about how to spend the gold coins were trembling with fear. They were sure that this was related to what had just happened.

Not all troops could switch from sleeping to combat status within fifteen minutes. The barracks were noisy and many officers rushed to the barracks from all directions.

Logically speaking, an advance team should have been sent out at this time, but no one dared to go, for fear that there were too few people and Wesson would never come back, so they had to wait for the main force to gather.

A streak of light appeared in the east and the sky soon brightened.

"Look at the sky!"

Someone on the city wall noticed that six black spots were flying in the southern sky, growing bigger and bigger with the south wind.

An officer picked up a telescope and looked over. After a moment, he screamed in surprise: "It's the Dark Night Witch of the Principality of Wessen!"

(End of this chapter)