The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

He wasn't afraid of sinking into the sea with both himself and the boat...

Do not!

No matter how this madman did it.

He had arrived at Willis without incident.

We must notify everyone immediately and call on everyone to resist!

Soldier Willis stumbled out of the house and was instantly drowned in the pouring rain.

His voice quickly disappeared in the howling wind.

【Oh my, I was scared to death. 】

System 12345 vaguely realized that Shu Yichao seemed to have reached the shore, and heaved a sigh of relief.

【Host, being loyal and righteous is a good thing.】

System 12345 persuaded earnestly.

But people can't live in the shadow of the past, right?

"You want to inform Vinier's family, which is a good thing, but you can't put yourself in danger."

Now that we've successfully reached the shore, let's quickly find a place to rest.

【These days, a storm can be very deadly.】

[Wait, why is there no sound from my side despite the severe storm...]

【ha!?】

[I suddenly remembered that I didn't seem to hear any sound from you, the host, before -]

【…】

[Is my audio not adjusted properly? ]

【(ToT)】

Heavy rain poured down on the cold armor, and the rain flowed along the armor plates, forming streams and finally falling to the ground.

However, Shu Yichao did not feel any discomfort at all. He drew out his scimitar and looked excitedly at the city of Willis shrouded in darkness.

"Brothers, follow me!"

"Venice—must be destroyed!"

After saying this, he rode his swift horse and rushed towards the city, followed by thousands of cavalrymen.

Bringing a desperate destruction to this city.

Chapter 68-The Rain is Still Falling

"Hey, bro."

A soldier who was trapped in the house by the storm suddenly stood up, leaned against the wall and listened carefully.

"There seems to be some sound?"

"Could it be that there's a prostitute in the house next door?" Another soldier put down the bottle of wine in his hand and asked in a slightly tipsy tone.

Caesar of Khitan.

The priest-king from the East.

The Whip of God

He will soon arrive in the Water City with his double-headed eagle flag.

Despite the subconscious belief, Willis should be able to hold on.

But the soldiers still couldn't help trembling

News from the Balkans and Antolia continued to reach people's ears through various means. The more they listened, the more despair they felt.

Maybe Willis could hold on, but how many people would die?

Therefore, many people have taken out their life savings to seek pleasure everywhere...

Who knows if I can see the sun tomorrow?

Therefore, it is normal to hear this kind of sound.

"Not really." The soldier who was eavesdropping thought for a moment and said with a serious expression.

"I think I heard the sound of horse hooves?"

"Are you kidding me?!" The drunken soldier almost died of laughter. "Let's not even mention that this is the Water City—who would want to ride a horse here for no reason?"

"Besides, it's raining heavily!"

"You're riding a horse outside at this time, you're afraid you might fall to your death, right?"

"..."

The voice gets quieter and quieter.

Because even with the continuous heavy rain, the sound of horse hooves became clearer and clearer.

Finally, it rang clearly outside the door.

“…”Everyone’s expression changed.

"Get your weapons!" the leading team leader shouted in a low voice.

The soldiers in the house picked up swords, bows and crossbows, and many of them trembled as they made the sign of the cross on their chests.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open suddenly, and the strong wind and heavy rain turned into fierce waves that hit the soldiers' faces, bringing them a biting cold.

However, what made their teeth chatter more than the cold wind was the figure hidden in the darkness.

someone!

There is someone outside the door!

The lightning and thunder brought a ray of light to the soldiers at the right time.

Wearing iron armor, stunningly beautiful, with a scimitar as white as snow...

"devil!"

"Devil!"

"It's the Khitans!"

The soldiers shouted in fear and could hardly hold their swords.

"Use cannons!"

"Hand cannon!"

The team leader shouted at the top of his lungs.

The crossbow was too slow, the cannon was inaccurate, and the bows were powerless. The only way to defeat the Khitan Caesar might be a hand cannon that hit him in the face in a small room.

Several soldiers immediately rushed towards the hand cannon placed in the corner, and some soldiers picked up spears and crossbows to try to stop Shu Yichao.

Then they saw a blinding white light.

In just a moment, Shu Yichao rushed into their midst. Under the scimitar, all beings were equal. Screams, wails, and curses sounded quickly and disappeared just as quickly.

The blood-stained hall.

Then the elite archers began to quickly plunder the spoils, especially the 70-defense Milan plate armor.

I have to say, Willis is really rich.

Many people have good armor.

Many of Shu Yichao's men took this opportunity to change into better armor.

ha?

does not fit?

nonexistent……

No matter how big the body shape difference is between the wearer of the armor and them, once it is put on, it will definitely fit them perfectly.

Don't ask why.

The question is the game mechanics.

"Let's go." Shu Yichao wiped the water off his face excitedly.

"Keep opening the box."

Willis was indeed not suitable for riding in the heavy rain. Except for Shu Yichao's own swift horse, the elite archers under his command had no place to gallop.

But it doesn’t matter. The cavalry has become infantry and is still fierce.

Shu Yichao led these thousands of elite cavalry and launched an attack in the storm.

Dozens of elite archers rushed into the streets and alleys of Willis like a tide - and then, they wiped out the unbelievable Willis soldiers one by one in the dark night.

Although Willis's soldiers fought back vigorously, their communication at the moment was almost a mess, and they were unable to organize a strong counterattack.

The blessing of the sea god turned into the most terrifying curse at this moment.

All their cries were silenced by the continuous torrential rain.

"Something's wrong..."

Governor Girona frowned.

Although everything seemed calm these two days, she always felt that there were storms hidden in this seemingly peaceful daily life.

She looked at the map in her hand and pointed: "People from these two places haven't reported news for a while."

"It's raining so hard." Someone nearby said, "I guess they can't make it."

“No matter how heavy the rain is, it’s impossible that no news can be transmitted.”

Governor Girona knocked on the table, and each knock made her heart feel heavier.

"Besides, the place they are guarding is extremely important. Even if the battle hasn't started yet, they should at least send a reply every two days."

"Send someone to inquire about the situation immediately."

Governor Girona frowned and said, "I want to see who is so negligent in his duties."

"The rain is getting lighter!"

Someone shouted in surprise.

"Hmph." Governor Girona was in a good mood. "It seems that the Lord is blessing us."

Then she heard someone upstairs screaming heart-wrenchingly.

"No!"

"Khitan!"

A heart-wrenching feeling suddenly gripped Governor Girona's heart.

She almost crawled up to the house and looked in the direction the soldier pointed.

Shocked!

In the dazzling blood-red color, the double-headed eagle flutters in the wind!

"How could this happen!?" Governor Girona was horrified. "This is impossible!?"

"When did they enter the city?"

"How did you get into the city again!?"

"..." The trembling soldier pointed to the transport ship that was looming on the coast.

"The Jelyans..." Governor Girona recognized them at a glance, this group of old rivals who appeared to be submissive but were actually unwilling to do so.

"Damn it!"