Eagle’s Glory

In Edmund-Dantès's plan, he and his men had to enter the fortress before the moon appeared. Maybe it was God's blessing, maybe it was danger and hatred that made them surpass themselves. In short, after a After Fan and Feng Lang struggled hard, they achieved this goal and came to the fortress under the sea wall.

Looking at the shadowy deep sea behind him, Edmund Dantès suddenly felt a little bit of fear.

It is because he has personally experienced the thrill just now, so he can understand better than anyone what he has done and what it means.

He even felt that if he was allowed to try again, he might not be able to replicate this success at all.

But in any case, he has now come to the city of Methorongi, which means that half of his mission has been completed.

However, the remaining half is equally difficult.

Edmund Dantes knows he doesn't have time for sentimentality either, he still has too much to do.

So he retracted his wandering thoughts, and then turned his attention back to the people around him.

Because the moon has already exposed a sharp corner on the sea, the visibility at the moment is higher than before, and he can clearly see the figures on the beach.

Although no one reported the number, he still counted the number visually.

Very good, everyone has arrived, no one is missing.

Even Edmund Dantes, who has always been calm and composed, could not help but feel a little proud of his feat at this moment.

At this time, people who got off from another boat also gathered in front of him.

The leader was his deputy, Hiros Antonios, who also counted the numbers in silence.

Edmund Dantès walked over to Hiros, then leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice. "How are you doing here?"

According to his pre-determined rules, during the action, only the two leaders could speak, so at this time the others just stood silently on the side, waiting for their final negotiation.

"Everything is fine." Hiros also leaned into his ear and replied in a low voice. "However, two people unfortunately fell into the water when I was passing through the turbulence. They were good men, obeyed the order, and did not make any calls for help after falling into the water."

Edmund Don Teston was speechless.

He subconsciously glanced at the sea in the distance, and there was only a heart-pounding black shadow, and he couldn't see how many creatures it had swallowed before.

Perhaps they were lucky enough to have struggled out of the turbulence and swam to the sandbar, only to be spectators; perhaps they were now buried at the bottom of the sea.

However, even if they were dead, he had no intention of mourning for those two.

He knew that it was not only the two unlucky **** who fell into the water, but most of the people were standing here at the moment, and he might never see them again in the future.

But so what?

Your Majesty has a saying that is right, everyone dies, it is not the time but the way that matters.

These people are either fanatical supporters of the Bonaparte family or avengers with national hatred and family hatred. They have already put their life and death aside. As long as the action is successful, then even if they die, they will die properly. All have been prepared accordingly.

"There is not much time left for us, we must cause enough damage before dawn." Edmund Dantes said softly, "Heros, you lead the way quickly."

In order to ensure the success of the operation, Edmund Dantes drew a detailed map of the fortress by asking several Greeks who had stayed in Methorongion, so even if he had not been to Methorongion once in his life , but he already knew the fortress better than most Greeks.

Similarly, they had already done countless deductions on the drawings when they were practicing before.

Hiros was familiar with all the structures of the city wall here, and knew the location of each watchtower and post, so he chose the most suitable location for sneaking into the city wall.

Shiros didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

Then, these dozens of people followed Shiros, quietly walking along the beach under the city wall, avoiding the burning fire on the city wall.

It was already early morning, and most of the soldiers in the fortress had fallen into a deep sleep, recovering their bodies that were exhausted from the day's battle.

Although there are sentries on the city wall by the sea, their spirits are also exhausted. The dense sea of ​​sandbars gives them a great sense of security. They do not believe that any enemy can pass through them to come to them. Under his eyelids, he subconsciously relaxed.

Soon, the group came to the predetermined location, and then Edmund Dantès and Hiros, the two captains and vice-captains, took the lead and began to climb along the bricks of the city wall.

Due to the dampness of the sea, the city walls were covered with wet moss, and it was almost slippery, but Edmund Dantès had already prepared wedges and ropes. With the help of these props, and with the cooperation of Hiros , they quickly climbed to the top of the city wall.

He stood on the city wall, and finally glanced at the sea, and at this time, the moon had left the sea and began to sprinkle its cold moonlight on the earth.

And just behind him, his subordinates also used the ropes to climb to the city wall one by one.

The most critical moment has come...be calm, calm!

Edmund Dantes told himself in his heart.

And at this moment, he suddenly heard a light noise from the side, it seemed that someone was walking towards him?

Before he had time to think anything, he had already reacted instinctively, walked down the steps at a speed unimaginable for ordinary people, and ran directly towards the voice.

With the help of the moonlight, he saw a figure who looked like a sentinel in a military uniform. Before he could take a closer look at what he looked like, his right hand had already sent the dagger to the opponent's chest, and then stabbed his heart fiercely.

With a light sound, blood shot out from the wound caused by the dagger and fell to the ground, and the dead sentinel fell down, Edmund Dantes supported him, and then The corpse lay gently on the ground.

Only then did he realize that the sentry had no weapons in his hands, and his crotch had been undone.

This unlucky **** probably came here in a hurry.

Although he was already dead, the urine was still dripping from his body, and the urine and blood mixed together, wet his shoes, and made him ask a pungent smell of shame.

Edmund Dantes frowned in disgust, then withdrew his dagger and walked back to his team.

He didn't have any tension, let alone any sense of guilt - for him, who had lived and died for a long time, taking the lives of others had become a habitual little thing, and it was no longer worth wasting any attention.

"How's it going?" As soon as he saw him, Hiros approached him and asked him in a low voice.

At this time, Hiros also smelled the smell, and couldn't help frowning.

"I killed a sentinel, he was alone, it's okay." Edmund Dantes replied briefly, "Let's continue."

Just as the two of them were talking, the remaining members of the death squad had already climbed over the city wall.

"Soon someone will find out that there is one less sentinel, and then they will come to check, so we must act immediately." After silently counting the number of people, Edmund Dantes said to Hiros, "Let's split up as planned, Hiros, go to the granary."

To ensure major damage, there are only two most important targets, one is the arsenal and the other is the granary. No matter which one is related to the lifeline of the defenders, he was listed as the top priority target from the beginning.

Hiros was very familiar with the location of the granary and arsenal before the fortress. Although the fortress has now fallen into the hands of the Turks, there are not many places inside the fortress suitable for storing food and arms, and they will continue to use it there.

The importance of the arsenal is higher than that of the granary - after all, the preservation of food will be scattered.

So in pre-planning, Edmund Dantes put himself in charge of the most important goals, and his deputy in charge of the granary.

Unexpectedly, however, at the last moment, his deputy changed his mind.

Edmund Dantes was taken aback and couldn't understand why the other party didn't follow the plan. "What are you thinking?"

"Lord Count, if you want to completely destroy the gunpowder, but also want to retreat, it's not easy, I think I'm more suitable, because you need to go back." Hiros suddenly grinned, "And I can ensure that all Gunpowder takes to the sky with me."

In the moonlight, the smile seemed so gloomy and so poignant that Edmund Danteston was stunned.

"I am by no means more afraid of death than you are." After a while, he seemed to be unconvinced.

"I know." Hiros nodded, "but it's more useful for you to live - well, there's no time to think about it, do as I say, my lord."

Edmund Dantes didn't hesitate any more, just nodded.

Then, with the help of tools, they entered from under the city wall and officially came to the fortress.

Not to be fortunate, he immediately implemented the temporarily changed plan-with the help of the moonlight and the firelight everywhere, he rushed towards the location of the granary with his own people.

They moved against the corner of the wall, and the surroundings were still silent, as if the fortress was still sleeping.

Getting closer and closer to the target, Edmund Dantes suddenly found himself in front of a broken wall.

He was slightly stunned, because on the map there used to be an Orthodox church.

It seems that it has been reduced to ruins under the deliberate destruction of the Turks.

It was too late to feel emotional about this religious struggle, and he continued to bring people closer to the granary.

At this time, his luck finally came to an end.

Under the firelight, a patrol found the traces of this group of people, and they shouted one after another, asking the group of people in their military uniforms to report their identities.

Their shouting broke the silence of the night.

Edmund Dantès was not disappointed, as it would have been a fantasy to go undetected.

Now that they have successfully infiltrated the fortress, they have earned it no matter what.

Now, it's all about destroying, destroying, doing your best to destroy...

Without any hesitation, he picked up the pistol directly, killed the other person with one shot, and then rushed towards the granary with his own men.

The sharp shouts and gunshots woke the entire fortress instantly.

Like an invaded hive, there were shouts in almost every building and every room.

Then, a large number of soldiers ran out of the dormitory disheveled, trying to figure out what was going on.

They soon learn that this is not a nightmare, but a **** reality.

Edmund Dantès, with his men, kept shooting everyone he met on the road, mercilessly killing anyone left alone, and their brutal killing made the night dangerous and chaotic.

The defending soldiers, who were already in high spirits during the fierce battle during the day, were awakened at night and were stimulated by the sound of gunfire and screams, and suddenly turned into crazy beasts.

They didn't have time to be restrained by the officers. In order to save their lives, they took up the weapons in their hands, shot at every shadow that tried to approach them, and plunged into this indiscriminate killing.

One after another, the sound of gunfire and fire made the entire fortress an uncontrollable killing field. Edmund Dantes, as an organized party, was like a duck to water in this chaos, slowly but unstoppably approaching him The goal.

Soon, they approached an isolated building.

There were quite a few defenders in this building, and they were all awakened by the sound of gunfire just now, and they began to strictly guard their posts under the orders of the officers.

When they saw Edmund Dantès and his party approaching, in order to avoid accidentally injuring their own people, they fired into the sky, indicating that these people should not approach.

However, Edmund Dantes, of course, ignored this warning, but returned fire with his men and rushed towards them frantically.

In the dim moonlight, two groups of people in the same military uniform fought frantically, fighting with guns and swords, trying their best to take each other's lives.

Edmund Dantès was already red-eyed. He kept roaring, first with a gun, then with a saber and a dagger to kill. When he came back to his senses, he found that there were very few people around him, and He was covered in blood, with some knife marks on his arms and bullet scrapes on his shoulders.

The wound was burning and bleeding, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

At least now, it's under his control.

He didn't care to count the bodies, he opened the lid of the cellar directly, and then he found that the cellar was full of sacks, and the sacks were flour and wheat bran.

Seeing this, Edmund Dantes knew that he had come to the right place.

Breathing heavily, he and the few remaining men rummaged around for fuel, and finally found a few barrels of gunpowder used by the defenders, some butter for maintaining bullets, and olive oil for consumption.

The chaotic fighting and shouting were still ringing in the fortress, but Edmund Dantès had calmed down from the madness of the killing. He took the time to sprinkle the gunpowder and oil evenly on the various parts of the cellar. Then he walked out of the cellar and threw down the torches here.

In an instant, a large number of flames rose from the cellar, and then spread ruthlessly everywhere. With the help of gunpowder and grease, the flames immediately turned into demons that devoured everything, burning the sacks and the insides everywhere. food.

Edmund Dantès stood beside the cellar mouth, feeling the heat wave from the flames and the shock waves brought by the small explosions.

When he saw this scene, he knew that he had accomplished his goal.

The ecstasy and joy made him squeeze an ugly smile on his blood-stained face.

Your Majesty...I lived up to your expectations...He grinned happily, watching with satisfaction the destruction he had caused.

By the way, what happened to Hiros? Suddenly another thought flashed in his mind.

At this time, he finally had the energy to jump out of his own affairs and pay attention to his deputy.

Although he didn't know the specific deployment of the defenders, he thought that the defense of the arsenal must be more stringent than that. After getting the police training, they will definitely be as strict as here - that is to say, the difficulty of Hiros is more than Big here.

Just as he was about to go to the arsenal to support Hiros, suddenly, he heard a loud noise.

The sound was so loud that he felt his eardrums go numb at once.

Then, he subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from, and then he saw a scene he would never forget--a flame soaring into the sky accompanied by smoke, so that it was even as bright as day in front of him.

The explosions sounded one after another, almost without stopping, as if it were an earthquake, and the earth was shaking.

Soon, Edmund Dantes smelled a choking odor of smoke.

Even if he doesn't use his brain to judge, just by watching this scene, Edmund Dantès knows that his deputy also succeeded.

And the cost is self-evident.

For a while, Edmund Dantes stood still, even a little overwhelmed.

Then he ignored the choking pungent feeling and breathed in the smoke and dust, because he knew that in the smoke and dust, the blood of the martyrs was also flying with it.

Then, he bowed respectfully in that direction.

It's all done... as if it doesn't matter if I die now. Edmund Dantes suddenly had a thought.

Then, another thought interrupted his thoughts.

No...you can't die yet! You still need revenge, and you still need to continue to serve His Majesty, who needs you to go back!

Edmund Dantès suddenly shuddered, then put aside all the sadness and happiness, and became calm again.

"Come with me!" he shouted to his few remaining subordinates, "We're going back!"

Then, he ran back all the way in the direction he came from, and along the way, there were still exchanges of fire everywhere, and the flames of stray bullets were intertwined in the air like silk threads - but these exchanges of fire had nothing to do with them, purely defenders Cannibalism after the bombing of the camp.

Edmund Dantes fell into a state of ecstasy again. With more and more wounds on his body, he desperately killed everyone who stood in front of him. He told himself that he had to leave here alive.

With the help of various obstacles, he tossed and turned like a rabbit in the chaos, and finally returned to the city wall he had just climbed over.

With the help of those wedges and ropes, he carefully slid down the wall and came to the sea again.

At this time, the moon was shining brightly, and the fire in the fortress illuminated the sea.

With the help of these lights, he had no trouble finding the two sailboats—he only needed one, of course.

Although he was getting weaker and weaker, he still jumped into the sea and climbed onto the boat.

When he touched the rudder, the familiar feeling made his mind clear.

At this time he looked behind him.

None of them.

He closed his eyes, then solemnly made a cross, accepting the fact.

Then he steered the sailboat and slowly drifted away from the sea.

Now, he is close to running out of oil, his physical strength is exhausted, and his body is bleeding everywhere. It is impossible to repeat the feat of crossing the sandbar again.

But it doesn't matter anymore... He just needs to float the boat away, even if the boat runs aground on the sandbar, it doesn't matter, he just wants to close his eyes and get some sleep.

The moon hung high in the sky, staring indifferently at all the killings that night, and quietly watched the former sailor leave.