Before the others understood what had happened, they saw a sudden shout of killing from the direction of the west city gate. The screams and killing became one. Those Zenit elite star warriors who were "lucky" to escape back to the city wall, Suddenly, he changed his body and turned against him, raising the butcher knife towards his robe and his companions.
"Those people... turned out to be Barcelona people pretending? Damn it!"
This time everyone understood.
It turned out that there was a magician on the battlefield before, and suddenly there was a lot of smoke, filling the sky and blocking everyone's sight. In that battle, more than two hundred Zenit elite star warriors were slaughtered in an instant, and with the help of Under the cover of gunpowder, the Barcelona warriors who had been prepared for a long time put on the costumes of Zenit soldiers, pretending to be Zenit warriors.
Such a strategy deceived everyone, and they easily climbed up the city wall along the cables set up on the city wall, and attacked suddenly.
At the same time, the Barcelona army under the city suddenly cooperated with the one hundred and fifty disguised warriors and launched a raging attack on Zenit City.
Over the Barcelona army, four extremely strong men soared into the sky.
In addition to Busquez who has recovered from his injuries, Alves and Mascherano all showed up, and Pedro, who had been injured and disappeared, also appeared on the opposite side.
The terrifying power released by the four extreme powerhouses slapped the city of St. Petersburg crazily like raging waves, and the [Guardian of Mother Earth] magic circle swelled like a pool of water wrinkled by a hurricane. The terrifying ripples seemed to be in danger of being crushed at any moment.
It was clearly an all-out attack, with Barcelona throwing in unprecedented power.
A long-planned conspiracy.
"Hurry up, adjutant, you are here to command the battle at the south city gate, dispatch an elite reserve battalion, and follow me to the west gate for support."
Granero was so anxious that he immediately rushed to the west gate with hundreds of elite soldiers.
He knew that the key to the victory of this battle was the West City Gate.
If those Barcelona people in disguise mastered the hub of the west city gate, let go of the city gate, or destroyed the various magic and mechanism facilities on the west city gate, and destroyed the defensive equipment, then for the Zenit people, it would be a disaster. It is a catastrophe.
As for the four Barcelona extreme powerhouses in the sky, it is not Granero's turn to worry about this level of battle. Emperor Yassin, Lampard and others will fight against them.
Sure enough, in the next instant, an extremely powerful aura rose from the city of St. Petersburg, and four dazzling flames shot up into the sky. It was Yashin the Great, Hasselbaink, Lampard and later came to the imperial capital A strong man from Chambord City is said to be from the [Black Temple] sect, one of the branches of the Holy See.
Eight extremely powerful auras, fighting against each other in the high sky.
The sound of rumbling explosions seemed to be the end of the world. The sky was cracked into black gaps, which were fleeting, as if a painting had been torn apart. The radiation of the explosion spread like a cloud of lead.
Granero's long hair and red beard were blown wildly by the spreading wind. Dragging his long knife backwards, he led hundreds of elite soldiers and rushed all the way to the west gate at the fastest speed.
But the scene in front of him made Granero and the supporting soldiers feel astonished.
"What's going on? Where's the enemy?"
The expected scene of fighting and screaming did not appear, but the ground was covered with densely packed corpses of soldiers. The fourth prince stood in shock under the enemy building, and the guards in black armor surrounded him on three floors and three floors outside. As expected, more than half of the priceless magic equipment for defending the city from Chambord City was damaged, and the parts were in tatters.
"Where's the enemy?"
Granero yelled.
"Kill... kill them all!"
One of the west city gate legionaries was petrified by Granero's rage, and replied falteringly.
"Killed them all? Have you counted the corpses?"
Granero frowned, the strong sense of danger in his heart did not dissipate.
"Hmph, it's you again, Granero, what kind of thing are you, dare to issue orders in the defense zone where the prince is stationed? Get out!"
The fourth prince, who was still in shock, saw Granero and screamed like a frightened hen. It seemed that the accident just now had frightened him a lot.
"Then what are you? You shit-eating trash idiot, what the hell did you do? Ah? Forcing elite officers to go down to the city to kill the enemy, don't you know that this is a taboo in city defense? For your damn How many warriors of the empire have you driven to death due to your insatiable greed for military exploits? Now that even the magic equipment for defending the city has been destroyed, how can you pay for it? You... "
At this time, Granero also completely tore his face, and angrily reprimanded the fourth prince in front of all the soldiers and officers.
Such hearty cursing made all the soldiers feel that the resentment in their hearts had been vented a little.
You... The fourth prince, Christo, was mad with anger. He pointed at Granero for a while, didn't know what to say, took a few breaths, and then sneered, "So what if the magic machine is damaged? Let that arsenal in Chambord City Just speed up the construction of a batch of tributes, what's so difficult about it? In the face of the national crisis, does King Chambord still sit idly by?"
Granero was about to explode.
These magic city defense machines are all priceless and expensive to build. Can they be made as soon as they are made? And this idiot still doesn't understand the situation until now, trying to suppress Chambord City with the order of the royal family, can't he see that Chambord City is no longer under the control of the imperial family
Is this kind of idiot pretending to be shit in his head
Granero was so angry that he almost went over to beat up this idiot prince. It was the officers around him who held him tightly, which prevented a more obvious conflict from happening and forced himself to calm down. The soldier ordered: "Quickly, count the dead bodies and count the number of people."
"yes."
The soldiers counted the number of corpses on the ground, and then distinguished the corpses of the soldiers from both sides—the Barcelona people and the Zenit people are very different in appearance and shape, and they can be easily identified. In less than ten minutes, and you get the numbers.
"Report, my lord, five hundred and seventy-one of our soldiers died in the battle, and their names have been confirmed. There are one hundred corpses from Barcelona."
"What?"
Granero was shocked: "One hundred? What about the other fifty? Just now, it was clear that more than one hundred and fifty Barcelona people returned to the city wall in disguise. Where did those fifty people go?"
Hearing what Granero said, everyone remembered.
The number of Barcelona warriors who climbed up along the cable in disguise was definitely more than 150 people, but why are there only 100 corpses here? Where did the other fifty or so Barcelona warriors go? Is it still lurking in the crowd