Chapter 1626: Delaying Tactics

Fang Dalong secretly sighed that it was a pity; he really wanted to do that.

It was just that the conditions did not allow it; furthermore, not only could he not let them be captured by the Indian Insurgent Army now, he even had to protect them well.

Only if they remained alive could they become resources for him in the future.

Only then could he rise to prominence in the French Colonial Zone.

In the future, he could also obtain more important news about the French Colonial Zone, allowing Longyan City to fare better in America.

What's more, if they all died, the French Colonial Zone's army would be at least half paralyzed.

At that time, internal troubles and external threats would erupt together.

The French Colonial Zone would definitely be annexed by the British.

And this was not something Longyan City wished to see.

Longyan City hoped to see the French and British colonial zones fight until they beat each other's brains out, so that their Longyan City could continue to develop in the southern part of America.

Thereby gaining more benefits.

Fang Dalong supported the weak and limp Richard, found the castle's secret door in an extremely hidden place, and passed through it.

But after exiting the castle, it was not a good place for refuge; it was boundless here.

It was Richard's private paradise.

A swimming pool, gardens, rockeries...

Upon arriving here, Richard breathed a sigh of relief, his body recovering some strength; this was his kingdom, where he had once enjoyed unprecedented happiness.

Richard walked forward himself, looking at everything familiar around him.

Although it was already winter in America, the temperature here was like summer.

Feeling the warmth, Richard's face twitched as a smile of having survived a disaster appeared.

But just at this moment, Fang Dalong shouted coldly: "My lord, watch out!"

Suddenly, a Dagger emitting a cold light, like that of the Grim Reaper, shot out from the flower forest.

Richard felt death approaching, but his legs were like cast lead, unable to move a single bit.

At this very moment, Fang Dalong lunged forward violently, pushing Richard away.

He narrowly dodged this fatal blow.

But Fang Dalong was not so lucky; the Dagger pierced straight into Fang Dalong's body, and blood kept flowing down.

The assassin, having failed the first strike and seeing that it was not Richard who was killed, attacked once more.

But it was too late; those Fang Dalong brought behind him were all commanders of the French Colonial Zone, and they reacted quickly.

They immediately drew the pistols at their waists and fired repeatedly.

This assassin fell to the ground instantly, devoid of any life!

Richard was terrified, but looking at Fang Dalong who had suffered a serious injury for him, he felt inexplicably moved.

"Brother Fang, rest assured, I will definitely let the best Priest in France treat your wounds; the blood you have lost will all be replenished using God's Blood."

Hearing this, Fang Dalong did not know whether he should thank Richard or curse him.

The treatment plan of the most famous Priest in France, besides praying to the Lord, was bloodletting.

Or it was strange potions or pills refined from various strange medicinal herbs.

The God's Blood in Richard's mouth was just wine.

According to the understanding of those Priests and so-called doctors, if one lost too much blood, one could use God's Blood to replenish the lost blood.

Thinking of this, Fang Dalong gripped Richard's hand tightly and said solemnly: "Find me a Longyan doctor; I don't believe in the Church!"

Richard was stunned for a moment, looking at Fang Dalong.

He was extremely bewildered; they, the European Nobles, had always sought Priests to treat illnesses.

This was their highest treatment.

As for a Longyan doctor, he had never even heard of one!

Fang Dalong squeezed a sentence through his teeth with effort: "I am Longyan, so I should naturally find a Longyan doctor."

Hearing this, Richard frowned, but looking

at Fang Dalong's insistent appearance, he had no choice but to say: "Fine, I will find you a Longyan doctor."

Hearing this, Fang Dalong felt relieved.

His face was extremely pale; the fortune in misfortune was that although the Dagger stabbed him, it did not hit his vital parts.

With the help of these high-ranking officers, Fang Dalong bandaged himself simply and barely stopped the bleeding.

After resting for a moment, they continued walking toward the depths.

Although the secret door was very hidden, it was not certain that an Indian servant wouldn't leak it.

The assassin just now was the best example; they had to leave this hellhole as soon as possible!

Walking further ahead, Richard looked at several enchanting French women lying on the ground.

They were lying in a pool of blood, scantily clad; these were all Richard's playthings.

Seeing that they were dead, Richard's expression was extremely indifferent; to him, these women were not important.

But after seeing them, Fang Dalong's mood was exceptionally complicated.

Although these women were French, their status should not have been much different from that of the Indian who died earlier.

But this Indian, after resisting, the first thing he did was no different from those hateful colonialists.

He insulted these French women who had the same status as him and even killed them.

Fang Dalong sighed; he could not figure out why this was, and could only sigh powerlessly.

Under Richard's lead, they finally arrived outside the castle; this was a piece of wasteland, far from the shouting and killing in the city.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they also became complicated.

Most of the people present were commanders, and at this moment, battles were breaking out in their respective jurisdictions.

They were well aware that if an army lacked key commanders, it could not even exert half of its usual combat effectiveness from training.

Thinking of this, these commanders looked at the smoke filling the air everywhere and said, "Commander, there is no time to discuss countermeasures now; we must rush back to stabilize the situation!"

"These Indian Troops clearly came prepared!"

Having experienced life and death, Richard's state of mind gradually steadied; he suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a deep voice, "You must rush back immediately; I do not wish to see news of the positions being lost in a while!"

"Understood..."

The officers were about to leave.

But at this time, the severely wounded Fang Dalong said, "You may leave, but you must escort Viscount Richard to a safe place."

"This is a wasteland, and although it is within the city, who knows if those Indians will pass through here!"

The officers frowned, and someone questioned, "Viscount Richard still has a guard unit; we have heavy responsibilities and cannot attend to both!"

Richard also frowned and said, "Brother Fang, there is no need to worry about my safety; you know that the Colonial Area cannot be lost."

Fang Dalong sighed and said, "Viscount Richard, it is not that I do not understand the big picture, but if anything were to happen to you, even if the Colonial Area is held, it would trigger chaos, and this uprising would still succeed."

"You saw it just now; those who have been 【incited】 by the Indians have already rebelled and are attacking the French indiscriminately. If we disperse at this time, not to mention that your safety cannot be guaranteed—"

"They might all die at the hands of the Indians."

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