In an instant, countless small stone chips and dust rose up on the street, the ground made a crackling sound, the enemy was stunned, and the bullets with dense blood mist erupted from behind, as if forming an invisible wall, life and death. Stop the maddening guard's charge.
"Nice job!"
"Kill these monsters!"
The nails also clenched their fists excitedly. The enemy's armor burst into little sparks under the heavy machine gun fire. Hit the head, chest and abdomen, and almost instantly died. Then the fight can continue. What's more, there is almost no gap between bullets, and it doesn't matter if you miss two or three rounds.
When the gunfire ceased, white smoke was already rising from the barrel. The Berserker Army left behind a corpse and hurriedly retreated, while the enemies who were not killed but completely incapacitated lay on the ground and wailed and moaned. In their eyes, Nail saw deep fear.
"Raise the gun!" the captain shouted fiercely.
Thinking of the teammate who was split in two in front of him, Nail picked up the rifle without hesitation.
After clearing the road, the team was finally able to move forward again.
When the five commandos arrived at the gate of the palace, they immediately set up temporary firing positions according to the training requirements, and at the same time monitored the movements of other streets. The three main streets moved forward, flanking each other, so that no matter which direction the enemy detoured from, they would be blocked by the First Army.
But Nails found that the implementation of the plan was not as smooth as it was during the training. The streets in the south were set on fire, making it almost impossible to pass. On his side, he encountered a gravel obstacle that was difficult for field guns to climb, and he was hitting the team. dispersed. When faced with a strong counterattack, the team members did not care about the east, west, north and south at all, and they also forgot to observe Miss Lightning's flag signal. A commando that originally belonged to their own wing even disappeared, and gunshots could be heard everywhere in the inner city.
Fortunately, they were the first to arrive at the meeting point.
Half an hour later, the various wing teams also arrived at the entrance of the palace one after another, and the field guns were slowly pushed up.
The hot air balloon floated over the palace again, and the final battle began as four bombs razed the garden walls and iron gates to the ground.
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"Your Majesty, they have already arrived at the gate of the palace, let's escape!" Osborn, the imperial guard, said anxiously, "If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
Timothy sat beside the big bed in the bedroom, silent. It was here that my father took his own life, and now it seems it is his turn.
With the help of the death of Wimbledon III, he took advantage of the situation to push the matter on the eldest prince Goron, solved this biggest hidden danger, and reached the pinnacle of power. In the following year, he successively integrated the East Territory and the North Territory, and at the same time forced his third sister Garcia away, with no momentum at all.
He thought that sooner or later he would win the Western Territory and unify the entire Greycastle was only a matter of time, but he did not expect that the situation would change so suddenly and unexpectedly.
First, the Berserk Army repeatedly attacked Border Town to no avail, and then the sudden explosion cast a shadow over his heart.
Then in just three days... all the advantages vanished.
When he received the news from Chishui City, he never imagined that he had only three days left to prepare for the snow in the north, and the spring ploughing had just entered the stage of replanting. It is estimated that the letter of help to the east has just been delivered to the new Duke of the East.
In the end, he had to use the Royal Capital Knights, mercenaries, patrols, as well as the guards and squires of the surrounding nobles to rush to fight. As a result, the towering city walls that the Royal Capital was proud of were not able to last even a day.
"Damn it!" Tifeko suddenly smashed the candlestick on the bedside table to the ground, "Damn it... If you didn't collude with the witch, if you didn't take refuge in the devil, how could you defeat me!"
"Your Majesty..."
"That's right, devil!" His voice was stiff, with a trembling in his anger, "The church is a piece of trash, claiming to hunt witches, but it missed Roland Wimbledon! If it wasn't for witches, why would his Firearms can be so much stronger than mine, why can he easily attack from the air? Whether it is craftsman, alchemist or wealth, I am hundreds of times his! There is only one explanation, the devil of hell is helping him!"
Two explosions sounded below the palace, the window glass rattled, and there was a faint sound of intermittent fighting. It was the last attempt of the guards.
No, I can't die yet! Tifeke thought bitterly, if he committed suicide, wouldn't it be cheaper for the other party? It should be his younger brother who should go to hell.
"Let's go to the secret passage." He stood up and his feet were soft, and he almost fell down again, but fortunately the guards supported him.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Osborn sighed in relief. He carried Tifeko on his back, greeted the guards guarding the door, and walked towards the fireplace together.
This secret passage has both a trap door and a dead door. Once the door of death is dropped, the entrance is completely blocked and can never be entered. The Stone of God's Retaliation is embedded everywhere in the ground, and there are hidden organs. In addition, the forks are intricate, and Tifeko has not fully verified that since the construction of this palace, the underground part of the secret road has been completed.
The six people walked to a larger lounge, and the new king stopped the team and let everyone rest here for a while while waiting for the opportunity to escape.
It was still daytime, and although there were several exits of the secret passage, the longest one could even lead directly to the outside of the city, but there is still a great risk in rushing to act now. After all, the other party has a witch who can carry gunpowder to the sky, which makes him fresh in his memory.
The safest way to do this is to wait until the dead of night before taking action. The place is covered with divine stones, and even witches cannot sneak in.
"Since you have to wait until late at night, you should lie down here and take a nap," the guard in front of the palace took out a stack of blankets from a cabinet on the side and spread it on the ground.
Tifeko was lying on the blanket, the slightly damp musty smell made his brows furrowed, and the two emotions of nervousness and confusion took turns hitting his mind, and it was difficult to fall asleep no matter what.
Where to go next? Northland or Eastland
There are nobles on both sides who support them, and the duke is also a newly appointed vassal... But they know that after the fall of the capital, whether they will obey them as always is still a question.
Or... Church
As soon as this idea came up, it grew in his mind. Those great nobles were nothing but grass. Even if their younger brother and the witch were mixed together, they would still choose to compromise when faced with threats, just like the Longsong Fortress. the same gang of guys. But the church... at least on the bright side, it won't let any witches go, let alone the nobles who raise a lot of witches.
Although this group of gods are arrogant and slow, they will never sit back and watch the devil's forces spread wantonly in the Kingdom of Greycastle.
What if the church could fulfill its desire for revenge for itself, even if it gave them the kingdom of the father
As long as... as long as I can personally send Roland Wimbledon to the guillotine, and torture those damn witches one by one, I won't be able to swallow this breath at all!
In the dim light of the torch, Timothy made a decision.
It was estimated that after midnight, the group escaped from the capital directly through the longest passage.
But before we walked half a mile, more than a hundred fires suddenly lit up in the surrounding fields!
"Your Majesty, run!" Osborn's words stopped abruptly halfway through.
At this time, any words are superfluous, and the other party is obviously prepared for a long time. The ambush here has become an excellent encirclement, and people are blocking the whereabouts of the front, back, left and right.
Timothy was heartbroken for a while, and he had nowhere to escape. (.)