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The Earl of Shaomai sat on the seat of his tall war horse, wearing silver-white armor and a fiery red cloak behind him.

Judging from his appearance alone, Earl Shaomai looks like a knight walking out of a painting.

He looked with satisfaction at the camp that had been cleared by his three cannons. The Victorians who were originally crowded had now even their bodies evaporated, leaving only their iron armor and weapons, which were broken and damaged. But this made Count Shaomai feel a little strange. Even if the power of the explosion was too great, not even a corpse could be seen. Could it be a new type of artillery? Earl Shaomai thought so.

The camp had been cleared, but they were still going to order their subordinates to search the area to see if any fish had slipped through the net.

With such a powerful cannon, Count Shaomai did not have the ability to fire more rounds. Those shells were blessed by special holy light. Ordinary artillery fire has no such power.

However, considering the strong will of the Victorians to fight, the Earl of Shaomai went to great lengths to borrow these three powerful artillery pieces in order to prevent his soldiers from suffering too heavy losses.

Looking at it now, the effect is still very good.

The servants who were preparing to clean the battlefield walked towards Victoria's camp in front of them, while the knights stood on the high ground outside the camp, talking and laughing as they looked at the empty camp below.

But just when they relaxed their vigilance and planned to turn back to the Duke's Castle, they saw the strange rune magic circle painted on the ground, flashing with magical light, followed by many unclothed human elves, and The goblin walked out of the teleportation magic circle.

The guys who came out with green symbols on their heads also looked at the knights' retinue in surprise. Needless to say, please follow. Players with basically no weapons and equipment rushed towards the retinues with shouts.

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The blond George stood on the wall of the Duke of York's Castle, looking at the battle taking place in the camp in the distance.

Ever since people from Victoria's free cities came outside the Duke of York's Castle, blond George would stand on the wall of the Duke of York's Castle like this every day, looking at those people from Victoria.

He was defeated from the front by the Victorians, and was surrounded by them at the last moment. As a knight with very mature military literacy, he was completely defeated by these guys who looked like savages coming out of the woods. , which made the blond George a little unacceptable in his heart, but at the same time, he was constantly thinking about the tactics of the Victorians.

I was surprised to find that if I wanted to rely on their strength to defeat the regular knights who were equipped with more powerful weapons than them, they could only win the final victory by using such tactics as sacrificing their lives, delaying, and refueling.

The Victorians did these things very well, and were even able to grind their 3,000 knights to death.

Now it was the turn of the earls who came to the rescue. Although it was not clear how many people the earls' army had, seeing the knights all over the mountains and the accompanying squire blond George, it was estimated that there should be no less than 5,000 people.

Although he brought a large number of people, the blond George was not at all optimistic that the earl's army could defeat those terrifying Victorians.

They were as numerous as fleas, and no matter how they were chopped down, new Victorias would continue to emerge. I had seen this before.

Those earls dragged three artillery pieces and aimed them at the camp. The Victorians in the camp were instantly melted by them. The power of those three artillery pieces made the blond George stunned. When he saw the Victorians all over the camp When they were all melted, he thought to himself, can these earls really defeat the Victorians?

What happened next made the blond George feel that things were indeed what he expected.

A steady stream of Victorians appeared in the camp from the rune magic circle.

They have something like a portal again, which is something only magisters can build.

Blond George gained a new understanding of what these Victorians were capable of. More Victorians continued to come out of this portal.

It has begun, their fueling tactics have begun!

The blond George's eyes narrowed, as if he already knew what was going on.

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The Duke was in his room, happily drinking red wine. The grapes from the hinterland of the kingdom were processed through multiple processes, and the fine wine brewed flowed in his mouth.

It was only at this moment that the Duke of York felt wonderful.

More than 1,000 Victorians became their own slave warriors, and the camp outside had been completely cleared by the rescuing earls. There was no longer any threat to the Duke of York.

The next thing is to clean up this camp and then train it properly. The more than a thousand people in the prison don't need to think about participating in any underground slave fights. I can use these more than 1,000 people to occupy the Free City of Victoria. Then fill all the Victorians there into your own slave army. With this army, you can occupy the entire kingdom and start your own path to world domination!

The Duke happily thought about the future in his mind, while taking another sip of red wine, and even couldn't help but want to sing a serenade.

"Your Majesty the Duke! Your Majesty the Duke! Something bad has happened!"

A man in a robe came from the fast running wheel. Before he could reach the door, he was shouting loudly in the direction of the Duke in the corridor.

"What's going on? Why are you panicking!"

The Duke stood up and asked the attendant who came to the door:

"Are those Victorians coming back again?"

Thinking of this possibility, the Duke of York had a look of horror on his face. He didn't know when he would feel a sense of fear in his heart every time he heard the words "Victorians". After all, those people had defeated 3,000 of his knights. , and then flew to the bottom of their castle as if they could fly, not knowing how they did it.

"No, those Victorians' camp was completely destroyed and they didn't come back."

The attendant said breathlessly.

"Then why are you panicking? Is there anything more serious than this now?" The Duke had just finished speaking when the attendant said as if he was about to cry:

"It was those Victorians who rebelled in prison!"

"What?!"

The Duke almost jumped up. His mind turned dark and he fell down.

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In the prison of the castle.

Ou Chimao was naked from the waist up, wearing slave shorts, and black anklets on his feet. The heavy anklets made him walk much slower.

There were already a lot of players rushing out of the prison in front of him. They were angry, yelling, and wanted to move anything they saw. The most important thing was the weapons and armor worn by the jailers.

Ou Chimao watched the players quickly move everything away. He felt regretful that he was still a little late in getting online, even though he was already online very quickly.

After seeing the post on the forum, he went online as soon as possible, but when he opened his eyes, most of the things that could be robbed in the prison had been snatched by other players, and what was left for him was Some weeds and some messy things, not even the torture instruments, were his.

The content of the forum post is:

[I have been in jail for almost five days, but I have nothing. I plan to rebel]

The post on the forum is a very simple one posted by a player in the castle prison. He has been in prison for 5 days, but has not encountered any adventure tasks. He is beaten and hungry every day, and the food he is given is only enough to survive. He barely had enough to eat, and the places he slept in were all filthy, although as a Victoria player, he had no special needs for food, drink, housing and transportation.

But this waste of time still made him a little unbearable for 5 days. But for the whole 5 days, he only got beaten and slept every day. How could he play this game, not to mention that the jailers wore very gorgeous armor every day? There are also sharp weapons.

From time to time, he also eats meat and fish in front of the players.

How can the players bear this? Seeing so many good things in front of them, but they have no way to get them, separated by a wall, is really annoying.

After all, there are very few players who can wait for five days. After being locked up for several days without any reward, those players finally couldn't stand it anymore. Instead of continuing to squat here, they might as well hurry up and rebel against the castle together. How happy it is to grab so many good things together. On the other hand, when I think about more than a thousand people in the prison, it is impossible for everyone to have an adventure mission. Instead of waiting for this adventure mission that I don’t know when it will appear, why not Just click and grab the castle, how happy you are.

Just grab it when you say it. These players are always very efficient in their actions and will never procrastinate.

If more than a thousand players want to escape and rebel, it is very simple to take advantage of the time when they come out to be beaten. Once there are more people, they can be completely eliminated by swarming up.

Things did go according to their plan. When Ou Chimao saw the news on the forum and went online for the first time, it was already too late. All the things that could be moved in the prison had been moved away by the players, but it didn't matter. The castle is so big, there are many things that can be done, and there are many demonstrations outside. The weapons and equipment in their hands are no worse than those of the jailers. And the Duke, if he has any treasure trove, he must also It's great, needless to say, let's go.

More than a thousand players rushed to all parts of the castle excitedly, but now there are no guards at all inside the castle, only some ordinary servants and maids.

These more than a thousand Victorian players were like rushing into uninhabited territory, running around in the castle and grabbing whatever they saw. The Duke of York had also accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, and now it was all in one fell swoop. became the prey of players.

The entire castle is full of players running around looking for equipment and treasures, and the Duke of York, protected by a small number of guards, is about to leave through the secret passage of the castle.

But how could he escape? There are more than a thousand players almost in every corner of the castle, and any movement can be detected immediately.

The Duke had almost just left his room, and before he could reach the secret passage downstairs, he was caught by the players who were searching everywhere.

Although no player has ever seen the Duke's appearance, seeing that this person is surrounded and protected by so many people, and coupled with the fact that he is wearing such gorgeous clothes, it is obvious at a glance that he has a distinguished status. You can recognize this person just by looking at his butt. That's the Duke.

Fortunately, the person who caught him was a player from A Fei Yoga Club and not a Sanren. Otherwise, the Duke would probably have been stabbed to death with a sword and then stripped of everything on his body.

After the guild players caught the Duke, they immediately told other members of the guild about the incident. Ah Fei knew very well that the Duke was a very rich man, so how could he kill him so easily.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty the Duke."

A Fei rushed over immediately and saw the Duke of York being tied up by the players. There were other players nearby who shouted at Ah Fei, and a guild president shouted. After the Duke of York saw Ah Fei, he recognized Ah Fei immediately. He immediately felt that something was wrong. How did he treat him before? He knew it better than anyone else. He was beaten every day, and every day was brutal training. He simply didn’t treat Ah Fei as a human being. Every fight he arranged was at the risk of his life. If Ah Fei’s mind was still normal, he would definitely do it. Holding a grudge, now that he fell into his hands, the Duke could almost immediately think of the tragic scene of being killed. How he would die was something he had never thought about.

"A Fei, please, don't kill me, I will give you everything you want."

When the Duke saw A Fei coming, he immediately begged for mercy and said that now he no longer cares about the Duke's noble status and his face. Only living is the most important thing.

"Don't be nervous, Duke. I'm not here to kill you." A Fei walked up to the Duke with his disabled body, but he showed no signs of inferiority, no hatred or pain in his eyes:

"Actually, I have always been very grateful to the Duke for taking care of me before. I have been working hard to return to you, but there is no such opportunity. But don't worry, I am back now!"

A Fei said to him happily.

"A Fei, don't joke with me. No matter what your request is, I will satisfy you."

The Duke said this quickly, but A Fei quickly took his hand:

"Classmate, please don't say that, I have always been taken care of by you!"

The Duke's fat body trembled, fearing that he was really about to cry. Ah Fei had said this, and it seemed that he was dead this time.

But just when he thought he was dead and had prepared his last words, he saw A Fei wave his hand and shout to the people around him:

"Brothers, we are going to break out today. As long as we protect the Duke of York from this dangerous place, we may be able to join the Duke's camp. In the future, the most popular and spicy food and adventure missions can only be from our Afei Yoga Club. !”

When Ah Fei shouted this, the jokes around him were more serious than shouting. They have never been gentlemen. As long as there is something beneficial in the game and it is not a matter of principle, they will do it. The Chinese are all This kind of reality is all about this kind of pragmatism.

But this will conflict with the interests of other players. After all, other players plan to capture the Duke and then support Guinevere to become the new Duke, so that they can get more from Guinevere. the benefits of.

Of course, it was impossible to hide the news that the people at A Fei Yoga Club planned to escape with the Duke and then join the Duke's camp to gain benefits from other players.

The escape route of the coffee yoga club members has been announced in real time on the forum. Soon the players rushed towards that location.

Thanks to the large number of people in A Fei Yoga Club and their strong strength, otherwise it would have been just a shock, and they would have been scattered by the individual players and players from other guilds.

But the gap in quantity cannot be made up by quality. Every time the people in A Fei Yoga Club are caught by individual players and guild players, the lost people are resurrected and detained by other players as soon as they come out. , they all shouted and cursed the people at A Fei Yoga Club for eating alone.

There are also people who want to join the A Fei Yoga Club camp and help the Duke of York, but the A Fei Yoga Club guild is already full, and of course it is impossible to join other people.

While they were eating, they talked to familiar people in A Fei Yoga Club, and then came over to get to know each other and express their desire to join the Duke of York's camp. However, these people were in the minority after all, and most of them still helped Guinevere. .

After Lancelot learned about this, although he couldn't believe it, he wanted to tell Queen Victoria immediately that there was a traitor in Victoria.

Her Majesty the Queen just thought about it for a moment, and then asked him to go out and wait for a while. Not long after, Her Majesty the Queen's attendant Hamster came out and said to her:

"Those Victorians are not betraying, and it is impossible for them to betray. This is Her Majesty's reply to you. Just relax, and don't think too much about it."

It's just such a simple reply.

But this is just a small episode in the attack on Duke of York's age. With so many players targeting him, Duke of York can't escape anyway.

The fate of the Duke seems to have been determined, but the earls are still fighting for their own fate. They feel the terror from the Victorians and try to escape.

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