The Holy City is surrounded by the Al Qaeda Army. This is already the third day.
In the early morning, the catapults that had been launched one after another all night stopped attacking. The archers who shot the notices also disappeared, and the wilderness around the Holy City fell into silence.
Taking this opportunity, the rebel soldiers hid in a corner to read the notice they picked up at night. There is no doubt that this notice pointed out the direction to the confused rebel soldiers, especially the troops defending the west gate. They heard that the way out lies here.
By the way, they were very excited.
It's no wonder that the rebels are in such a miserable state now that it's impossible to stand up. Which soldier doesn't want to live! He's not Luman's biological father, so why bother to die with him?
Even the people supervising the battle team were a little half-hearted after reading the announcement.
At the regular meeting of the rebels every morning, the officers were worried about the increasingly fierce offensive of the Al Qaeda army. The generals encouraged their subordinates with the words "troops from other provinces are coming. If you hold on, there is hope!"
But the effect was not obvious. After arranging the day's defense, the meeting ended hastily.
No one in the rebel army could have imagined at this time that the Al Qaeda army would launch a general offensive today, and that Cohen Al Qaeda required the troops to end the entire battle within one day.
In the central camp of the Al Qaeda Army, nine dragon clan elders were standing beside His Majesty Cohen, obeying his arrangements.
"Elders." After the discussion was over, Bai Ying, who was standing next to him, stepped forward and said, "Since all the elders are here, please take off the seals on your clothes today!"
"That's right. I don't know when we will meet next time." Lei nodded in agreement and said to Cohen: "My friend, you can just stand."
Cohen didn't know what they were going to do, but he thought the dragons wouldn't harm him, so he stood quietly.
Nine elders stood around Cohen, and Lei asked again: "My friend, what color do you want this clothes to be?"
"White is ready."
"In the name of the elders of the dragon clan, using my blood and soul as the medium, I awaken the power hidden in the dragon clan's treasure." The elders chanted, and at the same time stretched out their hands to point at different parts of their clothes: "Dragon's blessing."
The suit worn by Cohen was covered with colorful light spots, and fine golden lines appeared on the material. The lines were curved and overlapping, like dragon scales.
There was a sudden crisp sound, and the light spots were absorbed to the clothing one by one, and the yellow lines gradually faded away. The main body of the suit, which was originally dark, now appeared soft white, but the corners were black and golden.
"What kind of magic is this? It's really effective." Cohen dusted the corners of his clothes with his hands: "I'm not hungry anymore."
"This is a magic unique to the dragon clan. It allows you to have more powerful power and use magic more quickly." Lei knew he was joking: "When you use the power we have given you, the color of your clothes will change."
"What material are these clothes made of?" This question has troubled Cohen for a long time.
"Sorry, I can't tell you." Lei smiled slightly: "Let's go prepare."
As soon as the dragon clan elders came out of the tent, Carlos, who was waiting outside, walked in.
"Sir, continue as soon as you are ready!"
"Drumming."
Thirty carriages were lined up outside the gate of the Central Military Camp, with red battle flags flying on the carriages. As soon as the leader drum sounded, the group of drums followed. The troops obeyed the drums and lined up outside the camp to prepare for battle. Except for the west gate of the Holy Capital
In addition, the Al Qaeda army surrounded the Holy City on three sides.
This was the first time in the entire battle against rebellion that the drums sounded. The drummers were thirty personal disciples of Little Jiadenan. These guys beat the war drums energetically, and the heavy drums penetrated directly through the walls of the Holy Capital.
The desperate rebels on the city wall were still lazily watching the Al Qaeda army gather, wondering what tricks the enemy would play today. However, the Al Qaeda intelligence system in the holy capital city was nervously interpreting the information in the drums.
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"Attack the south gate first, then pretend to attack the north gate, focus on the east gate, give up on the west gate, and start in an hour..." The information was gathered and then passed on, and the response personnel in all directions were immediately in place.
After the Al Qaeda troops lined up in formation, the drumbeat suddenly subsided. Then the door of the central military camp opened wide, and Cohen Al Qaeda, dressed in a white dress, rode out on a horse, surrounded by guards.
The horse queen held up a military flag, the same military flag with a black background and gold rim that had experienced the Battle of Tucheng!
This military flag can be said to be the flag of the soul of all soldiers. The veterans have guarded it with their lives and oaths, and the recruits have heard those magnificent stories countless times.
Under the military flag, His Majesty was riding a handsome war horse, with a firm expression on his heroic face, long black hair tied behind his head, and a pure white cloak flowing... The soldiers suddenly discovered that His Majesty Cohen's current image was actually similar to
Just like His Majesty Fichet in his memory, at this moment, they overlapped almost perfectly.
His Majesty Cohen, who was galloping on horseback, stretched out his right arm, and instantly the army burst into cheers!
"Long live His Majesty Cohen - we will win!"
"Long live - long live - long live!"
Only then did the rebels realize that something was wrong. The Al Qaeda Army was really serious today!
His Majesty Cohen's horse team rushed to the front of the queue. His Majesty reined in the reins, and the horses neighed and turned around amidst the thunderous cheers. Under the gaze of countless reverent eyes, His Majesty Cohen lowered his hands, and the cheers of the troops subsided.
Come down.
"What is in front of me is my heroic troops! And you are all brave soldiers!" After a short silence, His Majesty Cohen spoke: "We have gone through many dangers along the way, and only the city in front of us is still there.
We’re just hanging on! You guys say – what are we going to do?”
"Fight it down!" The tens of thousands of soldiers responded with loud voices that filled the sky, and their majestic voices made people's blood boil.
"If the war against rebellion continues, all that awaits us is more death. For the sake of our lost relatives and comrades-in-arms, for the glory of the Sbia Empire, and for justice in the world, this is our justice! What should we do?
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"Down!" Countless hands raised their weapons and waved them, and the heroic spirit of the army was completely aroused.
"Let's go to the Holy Capital right now! Kill to the end regardless of gain or loss!" His Majesty Cohen said the happy part, fiercely drew out his sword, and galloped along the queue: "There is no excuse, no pardon, and people who stand in the way kill people.
Block the demon and kill the demon!"
"If you stand in the way of a man, you will kill; if you stand in the way of the devil, you will kill the devil!" The soldiers roared at the top of their lungs, their eyes already red: "Kill, kill, kill!"
The shouts gathered into overlapping waves, and the Holy Capital City trembled amidst the roaring shouts, and even the ground shook slightly.
Seeing that the time was ripe, the general staff officer hurriedly signaled to the commander on duty behind him.
"Magic attack!"
"Catapult attack!"
"Giant ballista attack!"
All possible means were used. Silver snakes flew outside the magic barrier, sparks flew everywhere, and a huge roar squeezed the eardrums of the defenders and hit their hearts.
The elders of the dragon clan were scattered outside the city and secretly created a huge magic field, which doubled the effect of the attacker's magic attack and also caused the rebels' city defense magic array to encounter the situation the day before yesterday again.
The magic barrier above his head was trembling. Seeing that there was no way to support him, the commander of the magic circle could only shout wildly: "Send more manpower!"
The magicians who were still meditating were called out and entered the magic circle to help. The panicked soldiers didn't even notice that Bertina was wearing a robe with a conspicuous color. As soon as she entered the magic circle, the intelligence agent hiding in the distance took this
Information is sent out.
A huge red dragon was flying over the Holy Capital. After receiving the message from Bai Ying, the red dragon immediately rolled over and rushed straight down. When it could clearly see the east gate of the Holy Capital, it
He opened his huge mouth and sprayed out a series of giant magic fireballs downwards - the fireballs, carrying the force of thunder, hit the magic barrier hard!
The blow triggered a series of explosions, huge columnar magic flames sprayed in all directions, and a strong red light flashed out that illuminated the entire city. The area where the magic barrier was hit was deeply dented, and the defenders at the east gate were scared to death.
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In the magic circle, the five magicians guarding the east gate vomited blood and fainted on the spot. The commander quickly called Bertina and others to take their place.
But after shouting and getting no response, the commander turned around and saw Bertina holding a "sizzling" silver-white electric ball in her hand - several of his men were already lying dead on the ground.
"What do you want to do?" the commander asked blankly, reaching out to grab the knife.
Bertina smiled slightly, pulled out her hands at the same time, and the electric ball cracked - thick lightning flew across the magic array, stirring up a bloody storm in this small space. Those with their eyes closed,
The magician sitting cross-legged on the ground would never have thought that someone was behind him and that everyone died in mysterious circumstances.
"Protect me!" Bertina took a step forward and pulled out a few gems embedded in the magic circle: "Charge outward!"
Outside the magic circle, the commando team responding to Bertina was already fighting with the rebels.
These gems are the keys to the total magic array. As soon as they leave the corresponding position, the energy supplied to the magic array is immediately interrupted. The huge white light curtain above the Holy City flickers a few times, slowly fades and disappears...the magic is lost.
Barrier, the entire Holy City is screaming!
This is the moment His Majesty Cohen Keda has been waiting for!
"Soldiers..." He pointed the long sword in his hand at the Holy Capital and shouted: "What are we best at!"
"kill!"
"What is the purpose of our war?"
"kill!"
"Do we love this land? Do we love this empire?"
"Of course! Of course!"
"The whole army - charge!"
"Kill!"
With an order, the front army advanced rapidly, putting nearly a thousand siege equipment at the forefront. This was no longer the child's play of yesterday, nor was it different from previous attacks. This was a raging wave, this was an iron current, and this was coming from the darkness.
punishment!
The blood is rushing in the body, and the throat is full of powerful shouts. The first goal is to break through the city wall!
The attacking magicians had already changed their tactics. Countless chain lightnings rained down from the sky at the same time. White light shone on the walls of the Holy City, and a dense electric wall was woven above the walls.
The rebels who stayed on the city wall, as well as the rebels who stayed on the wall, had long been beaten into powder by the lightning as thick as a bucket...
The nine elders of the Dragon Clan who cooperated tacitly used the Earth Shaking Technique at the same time. The walls of the Holy City began to tremble violently, and many walls began to shake greatly. Finally, they collapsed with a loud noise, and the flying rocks forced people to come to support.
The rebels were bloody and bloody.
Before the front army could reach the city wall, the Dragon Clan elders had already used earth-shaking techniques to create more than a dozen holes as wide as a hundred arms in the city wall. In addition, stone bullets were used to fill passages in the moat last night, and the attack route had already
No obstacles.
In the area that had been breached, the magic attack was immediately suspended. The forwards of the Al Qaeda army accelerated all the way and rushed in through the breach in the city wall. At the same time as they crossed the city wall, there were densely arranged winged troops in the air. They wanted to
Create routes for ground troops.
There was a sharp whistling sound in the air, and the wingmen began to swoop down. Crossbow arrows, javelins, and even kerosene bullets rained down behind the city wall. The rebel's ballista position and archer formation turned into a sea of fire.
The rebel troops who came to block the gap were also beaten to pieces and defeated.
Once inside the city wall, there is hand-to-hand combat.
The rebels near the city wall had already suffered heavy losses. Facing the incoming Al Qaeda army, the remaining rebels could not resist it. They either died tragically on the spot or ran away... and the city wall was surrendered in the blink of an eye.
The really fierce battle took place in the adjacent city area behind the city wall. After crossing a small open area, the assault infantry of the Al Qaeda army faced the rebel supervisory team.
If Cohen's elite is the Guards, then the elite of the rebels is the Supervisory Team. They come from Luman's hometown and are regarded by Luman as his direct descendants. Among the entire rebel army, they are treated like the Supervisory Team.
The best, with the highest combat effectiveness.
The three regiments of the Supervisory Team closely defended themselves on the high-rise buildings and streets near the city wall, and started a hand-to-hand fight with the oncoming Al Qaeda army. In the small space, weapons such as long guns were completely useless, and both armies used short weapons.
Weapons, supported by crossbows and arrows, they fought selflessly.
The assault infantry of the Al Qaeda Army were veterans of street fighting, and were quite cunning in fighting this kind of battle; but at this time, the rebel supervisory team showed a heroic spirit that had never been shown by the rebels in the entire war. They held the defense line firmly,
Would rather die than retreat...
In fact, there is no way for this force to retreat. They are not ordinary rebels. They have had a bloody feud with the Al Qaeda family for a long time. The Al Qaeda army can let others go, but they will not let them go even if they pursue them to the ends of the earth!
In addition to hatred, this army also has a slogan-always loyal to the emperor!
The commander-in-chief of the war team personally visited the front line and ordered the troops to let go of the Al Qaeda army's forward attack. Seizing the opportunity, he used his latent elite force to raid the breach in the city wall, hoping to regain control of the city wall.
Well-equipped soldiers from the war team poured out from the tunnels under the ruins, mixed with a large number of scattered rebels. They shouted wildly and rushed towards the breach in the city wall. This sudden attack actually formed a superior force on the local front!
The troops at the entrance to the city wall have a narrow space, and if it is blocked by the rebels, the consequences will be very serious.
“Fight bloody to the end—don’t take a step back!”
At the command of the commander, the Al Qaeda army formed two lines of defense on the ruins and tightly guarded the entrance. The calm veterans crowded forward one after another, putting the new recruits behind them.
Amidst the flying arrows, the two armies were massacred. Blood rained across the battle line, and limbs were flying everywhere.
The soldiers of the rebel supervising team shouted "Protect the Emperor!" and then rushed forward with a pair of red eyes, rushing forward one after another, putting life and death behind them.
Melee, large-scale melee, the area contested by the two armies is calculated in arms. A common two-story house will have many battles, often the first floor is in the hands of the Al Qaeda army, and the second floor is in the hands of the rebels.
; When the Al Qaeda army reached the second floor, the rebels climbed onto the roof; finally, when the Al Qaeda army fought their way up to the roof, the rebels reoccupied the first floor...
Seeing that the attack momentum was slowing down, the Al Qaeda army sent a powerful lineup of magicians to support the front line, using magic and crossbows to forcefully clear out every building. The reorganized wingmen troops flew back again, using dense crossbows to clear out those hiding on the roof.
rebels on.
"If it doesn't work, I will blow the house into rubble!" the frontline commander of the Al Qaeda Army said this: "If you can't hide, then light it on fire!"
Starting from the breach of the city wall, the battle lasted a brutal half hour. With strong support, the attack arrow organized by the Al Qaeda army was finally inserted, cutting open the position defended by the rebel supervisory team.
The large area held by the rebels became fragmented, from an entire block to half a street and about a dozen houses.
The attack arrows of the Al Qaeda army were not in a hurry to move forward. Instead, they turned back and rushed into the area where the supervisory team was entrenched from the other direction. They used a fierce offensive to continue tearing apart the rebel positions.
Thick smoke billowed from several places of fierce fighting, and the sound of killings was loud.
At the same time, His Majesty Cohen Keda himself and his headquarters were moving closer to the city wall.
Having the experience of a narrow victory in Tucheng, the Al Qaeda army paid great attention to the smooth flow of access and exit during the siege, and at the same time deployed additional troops to build defenses in the areas they succeeded in.
The witch doctors and their assistants followed the troops, rescuing the wounded on the front line, and then transported them out of the city wall on stretchers through a special passage.
"Order to go down and seize the outer city, and the offensive troops will be deployed on the spot." His Majesty Cohen led the general staff, boarded the highest carriage, and directly observed the battle on the front line: "The attack on residential areas and the palace is left to the guards.
military."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Cohen's tactics are quite correct. The soldiers of the Guards have been tempered for a long time and have the highest tactical quality. When they enter the inner city with other assault infantry, they have to turn three times and two times in the alleys of residential areas as dense as cobwebs. It's hard not to feel dizzy.
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Besides, the cooperation between the intelligence system and the Guards is the most tacit. The extremely nervous recruits might shoot the guides who come to guide them as rebels.
The elite Guards troops passed over the assault infantry and rushed into the inner city.
The guides prepared for them by the intelligence system have been waiting for a long time. These people were dressed in civilian clothes and had been hiding in hiding places since the morning. At this time, they all appeared from street corners, rooftops of residential buildings, rivers, bridges, and even sewers to follow.
The guards took over.
Amaterasu and Mafa's intelligence work is very well prepared, and they are equipped with special guides on every street. Under the guidance of these people, where are the rebels ambushed, where are the traps, and where is the command post...
The attacking troops knew everything.
During the attack, the soldiers of the Al Qaeda Army were like prophets, stabbing the rebels' weak spots. They either broke through from the weak defense areas, or they fought to the heart first - directly penetrated the rebel command post!
The rebels guarding the inner city were retreating section by section. Their fighting will was inferior to that of the troops. In addition, some people kept shouting: "Escape from the west gate! You can survive if you escape!"
Over time, large-scale retreats occurred on many fronts. One person escaped, ten followed, and the number increased.
Later, the situation became so out of control that the streets leading to the West Gate in each city were crowded with deserters.
The members of the War Supervisory Team stood on the street and killed the deserters, but there were too many deserters, and the few manpower of the War Supervisory Team was useless. Officers and soldiers of the War Supervisory Team were trampled to death at every major intersection.
These out-and-out "rebels" gathered at the west gate, waving their weapons and shouting to open the city gate.
Several senior officers came out to persuade, but were beaten to death; the supervising team came to suppress them, but were chopped into pieces by crazy soldiers - at this critical moment, whoever refused to let them go out would be their mortal enemy!
Driven by a strong desire to survive, they dare to destroy all obstacles.
It is true that the castle is easiest to break into from the inside. Soon, the rebel deserters forced open the city gate and poured out, running towards the place where they hoped to survive.
Of course, Emperor Cohen Keda said that they would not be attacked, so within a distance of more than ten miles, they would not be killed. But beyond this distance, they no longer belong to the Holy City...
There was a group of cavalry who were preparing to trade their heads for medals.
Think about it, who is Cohen Keda? Will he let go of the rebels in the Holy City? The headquarters had an order before the battle started, and they would not take prisoners below the rank of brigadier general.
After an hour of clearing and extermination, the elite Guards troops completed the siege of the palace.
"Report to His Majesty the Emperor!" A colonel officer ran to Cohen and reported in a proud tone: "Our army has completed the clearing of the main streets. His Majesty the Emperor can enter the city. It is absolutely safe!"
His Majesty Cohen nodded, mounted his war horse, and entered through the cleared city gate.
The city walls were filled with his own soldiers, and the flags of the dark army were waving on the city walls. Waves of cheers were rolling up and down the city walls, and joyful smiles filled the stained faces... But Cohen, he was entering the city.
The door stopped at that moment.
Only Carlos and Bai Ying, who were closest to him, could see the corners of his mouth twitching slightly and the tears in the corners of his eyes.
Carlos glanced at the officer in the doorway of the city wall, and the officer shouted: "Salute to His Majesty the Emperor - salute!"
"Salute!" All the soldiers above and below the city shouted in unison, paying the most formal military salute to the emperor they admired.
Cohen glanced at his soldiers, slowly raised his hand to return the salute, the look in his eyes was extremely firm.