C3298 Blood Lion's Death!

Outside of the Pantheon, the atmosphere of the battlefield was extremely tense. Eighty-eight exhausted Imperial Cavalry stood on horseback like gods of death while holding onto their broken sabers.

Everyone had wounds all over their bodies and their blood was almost completely drained. However, the flames of courage in their hearts did not extinguish. Instead, they burned brighter and brighter!

All of the defending troops at the artillery positions had their courage shattered by this massacre. The number of reinforcements that came in wave after wave to guard the artillery positions quickly reached another seven hundred people.

700 to 88, this was a huge difference that even a fool would be able to see. But today, an unbelievable scene had taken place. The auras of 88 people had suppressed 700!

The atmosphere of terror even made the community's artillery archers lose their courage. They were flustered and almost caused the self-detonation accident. The firing frequency and aim of the cannons were all disrupted!

"Hahaha …" The bloodied lion like Battalion Commander laughed out loud, "They're scared! These trash who only know how to stab blades in the back, the dirty sewer rats are scared! "

"Actually, they knew very well that they were the ones who destroyed the France's national destiny. They were the ones who destroyed the road to prosperity in their homeland!"

"They have seen the flames of retribution burning down upon them!"

"Lowly, filthy soul! Do you know what you have destroyed? "

The Blood Lion roared, "You have destroyed the glory of the Empire, you have destroyed the road to become the overlord of the France! You were the ones who personally destroyed it! "

"The most loyal guard of the Bonaparte Family! Use our swords to get revenge on our enemies! "

The eighty-eight riders pounded their sabers on their breastplates, making a loud and clear sound, "I vow to follow you to the death!"

The horse's hooves once again began to beat on the stone road, and the 88 Warriors launched their fourth charge!

"This is crazy!" Crazy! Are these cavalrymen crazy? What enmity do we have with you? Do you really have to die together with us? "

"Are you that willing to be a lackey for the emperor? Become a servant of a noble? You are dog slaves … "

The National Guard was filled with curses, the angry Commune member really couldn't understand, was it possible for these people to be addicted to being servants?

The cavalrymen formed into a sharp triangular formation, the leading blood lion holding the army flag charged at the very front, ruthlessly piercing into the defensive position like the tip of a dagger.

Unfortunately, their numbers were too small. Previously, their charge could have been compared to a hammer smashing into the enemy lines. But now, these 88 knights were like sharp daggers. Once they stabbed into the enemy lines, they would immediately fall into them.

The black mass of soldiers swarmed around the horsemen, as if they had forgotten that this era had entered the era of firearms. Instead, they chose the most primitive, cold weapons to fight with.

This was not a battle but an outlet. The goal of both sides was not to kill each other but to completely suppress each other in terms of momentum!

And a cold weapon fight was always the best way to destroy the enemy's morale!

Hacking the horse blades in the middle of their heads, the sharp blades stabbed out from a tricky angle, stabbing one cavalrymen after another with their horses stabbed, and the Commune member s with their throats cut off.

The cavalrymen had already fallen into the crowd, and they could no longer escape the battle and pull out their charge. If the cavalrymen lost their momentum and fell into a melee, then their only option would be to perish on this path!

However, the warriors led by the blood lions were not afraid at all. They fearlessly watched as their fellow warriors died on the spot!

The solemn atmosphere shocked all of the Self-Defence Force in the commune. A crowd of people shouted, "Dismount and surrender! Dismount and surrender! The public society will give you a fair trial... "

"Surrender and don't kill!" Surrender quickly! "

Pui … A mouthful of blood flew from his mouth onto the faces of the members of the club. "The proud nobles of the empire will never surrender to you lowly commoners! "Go to hell …"

The saber struck a member in the face. Half of the blade was embedded in the skull. The screaming member rolled on the ground, but the heavily damaged saber could no longer hold on. With a loud crash, it broke into two pieces!

The bloodied gourd like Battalion Commander waved his flagpole around the crowd like a spear, the sharp spear tip stabbing into Self-Defence Force's throat, no one dared to come close to him in a one meter radius!

"The Empire has fallen, your loyal Empire has already fallen! Why? Why didn't you surrender! "

"Surrender? Hahaha … You will never understand what an empire is? You will never understand what loyalty and glory are! "

At this point in time, the Cavalry Battalion Elder had already fallen into an illusion of death. A large amount of blood and physical exhaustion caused him to feel dizzy.

At this moment, his thoughts became very strange, and his emotions were in the air. The pain was greatly reduced!

"You don't understand what an empire is, and you don't understand what the Bonaparte Family represents? "He's not rotten or declining, nor is he greedy or shameless …"

"We are not those feudal aristocracy whose heads are full of fat! Our fathers and grandfathers used to be just like you … "

"They are also at the bottom of society. They don't have enough food, they don't wear warm clothes, they can't read, and they only do odd jobs for landlords and capitalists …"

"We were originally one, we were one …"

Rather than say that the Blood Lion's Battalion Commander was arguing with these Commune member, it would be better to say that he was remembering his own life with his clan!

He was reciting a eulogy for himself!

"We also came out of misery! And the one who changed the fate of our family? It's the Napoleon the War God, the mighty Bonaparte Family! "

"Our fathers and ancestors walked step by step from poverty to this day through the Empire's expedition. They relied on their wounds and military medals in exchange for their Nobility s!"

"We are the most proud military aristocrats! Our entire being is connected to the Bonaparte Family! "

"The Empire is us! We are the Empire! You have destroyed all these things, destroyed our future, trampled upon the glory of our ancestors! "

"The France can become so great! What did she rely on? It's us who will go on an endless conquest! "

Puff … A mouthful of blood spurted out from the Battalion Commander's mouth. In front of his blood-red eyes, his last brother had his warhorse stabbed down, and before he died, he was still staring deeply at his superior, at the Pantheon!

"Brother …" If you leave, the Heroic Spirit of the ancestor will bring you back! "

With his last bit of strength, the Blood Lion Battalion Commander stabbed the tip of his spear into the chest of one of the ambushers. With a loud 'kacha', the sturdy spear shaft broke into two, and the flag finally fell to the ground along with the enemy's corpse!

"Fire …" Kill him! Beat this stubborn Empire lackey to death! "Shoot him to death …"

The leader of the commune was so embarrassed that he shouted a command to shoot. Dozens of rifles fired at the battalion commander!

Pah pah pah … The bullets flew in from all directions and struck the body of the Blood Lion Commander.

"Farewell... Farewell... the dream of the The French Empire... "

With a loud boom, the body of the Cavalry Battalion Guard fell to the ground, their Cavalry Battalion s were completely annihilated!

It was at this moment that the sounds of infantrymen charging and killing could finally be heard from the southern streets. The cavalry's backup had finally rushed over, but it was already too late!