"Don't kill anyone!"

When the cavalry rushed up, Qiao Fei looked at Lan Mujin and Lan Kikyo quickly, and then shouted.

The teeth tightened their faces, and their bodies emitted a cold murderous aura. The sword in their hands brought out thousands of extremely thin cold lights, facing the clashing cavalry.

Sigens raised his thin cane, pressed Baku on his shoulder with his left hand, and then remained motionless.

In the dark night, there was a sudden inexplicable aura, as if there were many invisible twisted existences hiding in the darkness, peeking at the crowd under the torch.

The charging cavalry felt cold all over. Their fighting spirit, their fighting spirit, and their anger were all falling rapidly.

Lan Mujin put her hands into her sleeves, floated silently and stood on the frame behind Qiao.

Lan Ji Kung held a two-foot short knife with a strange shape in his right hand. When Qiao roared, half of his body had already penetrated into the darkness. Hearing Qiao's roar, Lan Ji Kung smiled slightly, and then he suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

The sound of "hissing" continued, and the sword in the teeth's hand was like a rainstorm, quickly piercing through the thick and unfatal areas such as the cavalry's arms and thighs.

Accompanied by the 'hisper' sound, thin blood spurted out from the cavalry. They hissed and cursed, letting go of their right hands weakly, and swords fell heavily to the ground.

Their thighs were also bleeding, and their legs were losing strength very quickly, and their bodies were swaying, turning over from the saddle.

The dozen cavalrymen following behind cursed loudly. They used the spurs on their boots to thrust heavily into the horse's belly. The war horse roared and roared for a long time, and a large white sticky spit sprayed out from the corners of their mouths. They rushed towards the sword with all their strength.

The next moment, the reins, belly ropes, and buckles on the saddles of more than a dozen war horses broke one after another.

A series of cold lights that were almost invisible to the naked eye flashed in the darkness. The hats of more than a dozen cavalrymen were chopped into two pieces with one knife. The cold light swept over the top of their heads. Amid the slight cuts, the hair and eyebrows of more than a dozen cavalrymen were swept clean with one knife.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp neighing sound came, and more than a dozen war horses sprinting wildly suddenly rose into the air, pedaling violently with their legs, and overturned heavily to the ground, pressing one of the cavalry's thighs under their bodies.

The harsh fracture sounded like a bean, and the cavalry made a shrill cry of pain. The war horses that were falling to the ground struggled wildly, and the war horses' bodies were twisting in chaos, which brought greater pain to the cavalry.

Lan Jigong returned to Qiao without any movement, just like when he disappeared.

The handle was a strange shape, with a sharp blade on one side and a two-foot short knife with sharp teeth like a shark's sharp teeth. It quickly turned around for more than ten times on Lan Ji Kyoto's palm, and then with a "bang", Lan Ji Kyoto was very proud and accurately inserted the short knife back into the scabbard hanging around her waist.

Si Gengsi's right hand slowly lowered, and the strange aura in the dark gradually dissipated, as if those indescribable beings had already sneaked into the distance and stopped peeking at the creatures here.

Baku screamed, jumping around Sigens's shoulders excitedly.

The crazy barking of dogs came, and a large group of torches rushed towards this side. One hundred and seventy or eighty evil dogs spitting saliva rushed over. Behind these evil dogs, more than a hundred cavalrymen in black uniforms, along with hundreds of guards from the Wells, Turings and Cecils, rushed over.

Behind the cavalry and guards, a large group of people were followed in a mess.

Some of those people were shirtless, some were wearing white shirts, holding various guns or swords in their hands.

These people are the villagers of Lovgang... The public security in Lovgang is extremely poor, so a relatively stable "joint defense" system has been formed among the neighbors. Once something happens, the villagers will call on their friends and move out collectively with weapons.

The townspeople also formed cliques and clearly distinguished each other, and behind them were the big families of Tulun Port supported them.

Nearly a thousand people rushed over with weapons and evil dogs. They stood behind from afar, pointing in the direction of Qiao with excitement. Among the crowd, there were some fierce guys who secretly pointed their guns at Qiao.

However, the effective range of the flintlock rifle is limited, and at most it can shoot targets two hundred feet away more accurately.

The townsmen were three hundred feet away from Qiao. Even if they aimed at Qiao, the threat of these flintlock rifles was limited.

The evil dogs rush towards Qiao and his group with their saliva.

Lan Mujin suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged the mammoth giant tortoise on the frame with both hands. He pried open the mouth of the mammoth giant tortoise, revealing sharp barbarian fangs. At the same time, he reached out and poked heavily at the end of the mammoth giant tortoise's neck.

The head of the mammoth giant tortoise was raised suddenly, and opened its mouth and let out a low and powerful, wild roar.

More than a hundred vicious dogs of different breeds clamped their hind legs at the same time. They clamped their tails and turned around and ran away whimpered. More than half of the vicious dogs escaped while urinating.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" Qiao suddenly raised his voice: "Gathering people to attack the Imperial Police, do you know how serious this is?"

Laplacie's sarcastic laughter sounded: "Dear First-Class Police Captain, Do you know what a serious crime it is to gather a crowd to attack the Imperial Police?"

Qiao's face thrust... To be honest, he didn't know very well...

The man who had just broken an arm by Qiao Yi punched a cry of pain. He struggled to get up from the ground. Regardless of the bloody wound, he reached into the hidden bag on his chest and took out a black cover with a blood-colored herald inlay in the middle.

"Deren Empire Intelligence Headquarters, Senior Intelligence Officer of the Southern Task Force, Imperial Lieutenant Colonel, Barbaria von Lawrence." The man swayed and roared at Joe: "Joe Rong Weitu... You injured me, do you know, what is the charge?"

Several cavalrymen with obvious identities were significantly higher than the horse and rushed to Babalia, took out their first aid kit, poured a large amount of hemostatic powder onto the bandage, and then wrapped the bandage tightly around the huge wound on Babalia's shoulder.

Someone reached out and poked hard near Barbaria's wound a few times. A dark red light flashed on his fingertips. The blood flowed like a stream in the wound of Barbaria stopped the bleeding after just two breaths.

The sound of horse hooves came, and the crowd was left and right. Seajac, with his disheveled hair, rushed over with a large group of cavalry.

Behind, on the road around the city of Lofgang, a long dragon-like torch approached quickly.

Billy's scream came from afar: "Start up, speed up, I have a bad feeling. These guys must have had some conspiracy. Maybe they will be unfavorable to their boss!"

"Start up, speed up, don't lag behind the artillery team behind... Are the launching medicine ready? Are the flowering bullets ready? What about the shotgun? Be prepared for battle. If they want to encircle the head, let me die!"

Just as the Marquis of Seajac arrived at the scene with a large group of men, Seajac was not breathing evenly, and the Vitu family and the current ally family had arrived in time.

It was just such a big town in Lovgang. Seajac and the others had been making trouble for a long time. If the Vitu family and several other families had not responded, the Iron Mule would have been swallowed up long ago.

The iron mule rushed over with a huge group of family guards.

The iron mule gritted his teeth hard, and the big scar on his face squirmed like a living thing under the torch. From a long distance, he roared loudly: "It's over, right? It's over, right? Is the Marquis a great? Is an intelligence leader awesome? Ha, put a million gold marks on it, will you die? Isn't you dead?"

"Uncle Mule, calm down, calm down, I'm fine!"

Qiao's face shivered violently, very well, this is the real family old man.

However, it is OK to say this in private, even if you just do it... As an imperial marquis, if you spend a million gold marks, there will be countless people who will assassinate him one after another.

However, it can be done, but it cannot be said in public!

Dozens of Wells' guards were violently pushed away by Iron Mule and others. The brigade of the Weitu family rushed over and surrounded Joe and his four-wheeled carriage.

In the dark shadow outside, Billy jumped like a round ball, directing more than twenty, thirty-five-millimeter-caliber field cannons lined up in a row, posing as a volley.

In the darkness, countless figures were shaking, and I don’t know how many people the iron mule brought over.

Seajac sat on the horse's back, his eyes swept over Barbaria's broken arm in a drift, and then over the huge mammoth tortoise on the carriage.

"Joe..." Seajac pursed his lips and pointed at the monkey on Sigens' shoulder: "You owe me an explanation."

Joe stood on the frame with his hands on his hips and stared at Seac dozens of feet away.

A burst of anger emerged from his heart, and his tone was filled with irritable and violent aura: "Sejac, I've had enough of you... You rely on your power to bully me just during the day, and come tonight?"

Looking up at the sky, Qiao took a deep breath, and then let out a roar that was even more terrifying than the roar of a large caliber naval gun.

With a loud roar, a circle of white qi burst out near Joe's body. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Seac and said angrily: "Then come on... let's go... I hate those hypocritical nobles, all kinds of unspoken rules in the officialdom. We are like real men with birds and eggs. Let's fight, fight, for personal grudges, family duel!"

Qiao raised his right hand high and shouted loudly: "Billy, look at my orders and prepare to fire!"

In the darkness, the sound of the flintlock rifle pulling the guns was inexplicably heard, densely packed with at least thousands of flintlock rifles and flintlock short guns.

"Sejac, come on... let's do something."

"The Weitu family can die here today, one thousand, two thousand, three thousand... Dead brothers, my Weitu family will give him enough pensions to support his family for the rest of his life!"

"Weitu family, I have this money!" Qiao looked gloomy and tore his clothes to pieces, leaving only a pair of trousers hanging on his body.

"Come on... you make me sick, you make me bored, I want to fight you desperately!" Qiao roared loudly: "We will follow the local customs of Tulun Port, we will do it to death! Either you or me!"
Chapter completed!