Great plain east of Ambergris River, Tianqin Castle.

"Second hiding spot, all the modified people have been assembled!"

"The fifth hiding spot, all the modified people have been assembled!"

"The first hiding spot, all the modified people have been assembled!"

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"Report to the Prime Minister that all infiltration personnel are ready and ready to attack at any time!"

On the afternoon of the third day when Chen Xing entered Tianqin Castle, all preparations were completed. Eight thousand elites were lurking everywhere, gearing up and ready to go. Just waiting for his order, they would launch a thunderous offensive against the palace.

"Pay close attention to the movements of the palace personnel and wait for an attack in the early morning!"

"yes!"

In the square in front of the palace, flocks of pigeons walked struttingly, lowering their heads from time to time to peck at the rice and bread crumbs thrown by tourists.

There was an engine roar, and a stretched car drove into the square and parked next to the large fountain, startling a flock of pigeons to fly away.

"Sir, this is our King's Square in Tianqin Castle, also known as the Music Red Square."

The driver wearing white gloves opened the back door, and a man dressed as a country squire stepped out.

He was wearing a common aristocratic dress, a black jacket and a white shirt, with red copper buttons sewn on the chest and cuffs. The style did not lose his status but was not luxurious. He looked like a rural aristocrat with limited financial resources.

He was carrying a cane in his hand, a pair of round-rimmed glasses on his nose, a neatly trimmed eight-stroke beard under his nose, and a top hat on his head, a very typical old-school aristocratic look.

"Sir, look at this floor. It is made of retro red bricks, which has a very good sound absorption effect."

The driver introduced it enthusiastically, and the squire took out a gold coin and flicked it over. The driver quickly caught it with both hands, and then left with a smile.

The car left and the squire walked onto the red brick ground. Looking up, there were people gathering in twos and threes everywhere. There were men and women, old and young. One person was holding a musical instrument and playing with great emotion.

There were one or two spectators standing nearby, some closed their eyes and listened, and some applauded and praised.

At the end of the square, stands a magnificent castle.

The city wall made of large blocks of granite is solid and thick, with a visual inspection of seven or eight meters wide. The city wall is filled with guards stationed three steps apart. Their military appearance is neat, upright and serious, and they exude the aura of an iron-blooded soldier.

The palace guards have always been the best among the best.

Behind the city wall is a towering castle tower, and the highest point in the middle is a row of "mountain" shaped pipe columns.

The pipe column is straight and slender, soaring into the sky, and is extremely majestic. Under the sunlight, the brilliance on the surface of the column flows and shines brilliantly.

It is a super-large pipe organ called "Voice of the Sky", ranked second in the world, and is only a few meters smaller than the "Echo of Heaven" of the Holy Light Church in the Western Continent.

The pipe organ is a large keyboard instrument that controls the natural wind through a foot pedal device, blowing the reeds to vibrate and produce sounds. It has a loud volume, powerful momentum, beautiful and solemn timbre, and is the best instrument for playing sacred music.

With the main castle as the organ, one can imagine how majestic and majestic the music played will be, stirring the sky.

In the square in front of the palace, the ground is paved with hollow red bricks with better sound-absorbing effects, in order to reduce the reflection of sound in this area and improve the listening effect.

Looking at it from another perspective, there are music engraved everywhere in the square. On the ground, on the stone benches, and in the flower beds, staffs are everywhere.

The Principality of Tianqin deserves to be called the capital of music, and every inch of the land is soaked in the element of music.

The squire walked on the red square without stopping for any beautiful music.

He is not here to listen to music today, he is here to capture the city, seize the flag and kill the general!

Passing through the crowd of music players, he came to the front of the castle.

In front of you is a wide metal suspension bridge. The steel plate is half a meter thick and covered with thick rivets.

Below the suspension bridge is a moat more than 20 meters wide. The water is dark green with tiny bubbles. There are animal skeletons floating on the surface of the river. They look like dead animals, as if they were torn apart by a huge force.

The lords of the Red Kingdom had a tradition of raising piranhas or crocodiles in the moat, which they used to execute prisoners in peacetime and to kill and wound enemy troops in war.

Although the role of the moat is no longer as great as it was in the cold weapon era, and it cannot be used to execute prisoners. The laws established by the Human Survival Committee must be respected, this tradition has been maintained.

Nowadays, lords like to raise huge mutated crocodiles in the moat to show the majesty of the ruler. Occasionally, they can kill one or two to make a crocodile meat banquet. It kills two birds with one stone and is very affordable.

"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten crocodile meat yet. I might try it tonight."

The squire said to himself. In the last war, the enemy surrendered on his own and did not attack the palace, so there was no need to kill the crocodile.

The man dressed as a country squire is none other than Chen Xing, and he is stepping in for tonight's action.

Beyond the moat, there is a granite city wall more than thirty meters high, which is filled with elite soldiers armed with live ammunition.

I secretly scanned them with a black watch, and they were all elite-level at least.

Through the tactical satellite, Chen Xing could see the situation on the city wall.

Every fifteen meters, there is a cannon. The barrel is not an ordinary cannon barrel, but an electromagnetic gun barrel composed of three metal columns.

The psychic electromagnetic gun fires a steel cone and is a sniper among guns. It can penetrate heavy mechas and is extremely powerful.

There is a rectangular metal plate between the two electromagnetic guns. Chen Xing estimated that there is a honeycomb rocket launcher underneath. For the sake of appearance, it is usually closed. During combat, the steel plate opens to both sides and the rocket launcher rises.

The tactical satellite in deep space moved the lens, and the picture passed over the seven-eight-meter-wide city wall and landed on the reinforced concrete structure of the castle.

From the structure of the external ventilation ducts, it can be roughly judged that the outer wall of the main castle is made of reinforced concrete of more than eight meters. This thickness is difficult to penetrate even the ground-penetrating missiles with nuclear warheads before the catastrophe.

Satellites cannot penetrate the city wall and cannot see the structure inside. But before arriving, the officers of the two guards had collected a lot of intelligence.

The palace can be roughly divided into two parts: the outer hall and the inner hall. The outer hall is open to the nobles of the country, and many people have gone in. The map is easy to get, but few people enter the inner hall, and there is no map.

If you want to capture the palace, there are three obstacles: the city wall, the outer hall, and the inner hall.

Because it was a sneak attack, the city wall was easy to take down, but the inside of the palace was very troublesome. There was an indoor battle, and there were many priceless and precious artifacts inside. They had to be collected while fighting to avoid damaging the things and not selling them for money.

The personnel are already in place and ambushing around the palace, but in broad daylight, the effect of a sneak attack will definitely not be as good as at night.

So Chen Xing went to the site to investigate and decide the timing of the attack. As long as he gave the order, the troops would rush to the moat within five minutes, and the Cyborg was faster and could fly directly in with a disposable rocket backpack.

Chen Xing pretended to be a traveling squire and walked along the moat. When he found that there was no chance of sneaking into the palace secretly, he returned to the Music Square.

Although his short-distance teleportation was able to pass through the seven or eight-meter-thick city wall, in broad daylight, he was discovered by the soldiers standing guard above before he even reached the foot of the city wall.

Of course, he had another option, which was to sneak in with this half-assed disguise, but the risk was too great and he could easily be forced to attack in advance, so he gave up.

Wait until night before sneaking in. Then there will be darkness as a cover, and the chance of being discovered is much smaller.

"Sir, would you like a beer? We have the best cold beer here!"

A hawker came over pushing a cart full of beer barrels and sold it to Chen Xing.

The King's Square in every country is a tourist attraction. Unless there are special festivals or palace activities, it is basically open to civilians. The Music Red Square of the Principality of Lyqin is a holy place for street music performances, where a large number of performers and

Tourists are naturally indispensable for mobile vendors selling snacks and drinks.

"Sir, do you like music boxes? Our music boxes are made by experienced craftsmen. Give one to your girlfriend, she will be ecstatic!"

In addition to selling food and drinks, there are also many selling souvenirs, and the most famous souvenirs of the Principality of Tianqin are undoubtedly the various music boxes.

In fact, he has seen many boutiques selling music boxes on the street these days. They have a dazzling array of items, ranging from as small as a button to as large as a truck.

Originally, Chen Xing wanted to buy a batch of them back. He had many women, so he could give them away as gifts. But then he thought about it, what else would he spend money on? In a few days, the entire Tianqin Castle would be his, so what else would he spend?

What is money for?

When he sits on the throne of Dao Tian Qin, if he just says a word, the top music boxes in the city will be sent to him for him to choose from.

Chen Xing bought a bottle of cold beer, picked an empty bench and sat down, listening to the saxophone performance next to him and drinking beer. It was very comfortable.

It was now 3:30 in the afternoon, and there were still more than three hours until dark, so he had plenty of time to kill.

"Sir, is it convenient for me to sit here?"

A plump old gentleman wearing a white aristocratic dress took off his round hat, revealing his gray hair, and politely asked Chen Xing if he could sit on the empty seat on the bench.

The bench is very wide and can accommodate three or four people. Chen Xing looked around and found that people were sitting on the benches around him, so he nodded and said, "Please sit down."

"Thanks!"

The old gentleman nodded in greeting, then sat down while leaning on his cane. Then he took out a bag of bread, tore the bread into pieces and threw them on the ground. Soon, pigeons flew over and landed in front of the bench to peck.

"It's such a nice weather today!"

The old gentleman was throwing crumbs of bread to feed the pigeons, while chatting with Chen Xing without anything to say.

He seems to be a lonely old man.

"Yes, the weather is indeed very good, cloudless." Chen Xing leaned lazily on his chair and looked at the sky. Anyway, he was idle, and he could kill time while chatting with others.

"Looking at your clothes, you must be from an ancient family." The old gentleman said.

Chen Xing realized that his sitting posture was too ungentlemanly and did not look like an old-school aristocrat at all.

Because the old-school aristocrats pay the most attention to aristocratic traditions and have almost strict requirements on words and deeds, they must always maintain aristocratic etiquette. And now he is playing the role of an old-school squire who came here from a remote area for sightseeing. So he sat up straight and answered seriously

, "Old sir, you're flattering me, I'm just a poor country squire from a poor family." His eyes showed melancholy, "In my generation, even the title of nobility can hardly be kept."

This was his impromptu performance, because just now he was sitting too casually, and he was drinking beer, which the old-school aristocrats disdained most. You must know that the old-school aristocrats only drink red wine and brandy, and other wines are vulgar and dishonorable to them.

So he added a "down-and-out country squire" setting, which would make it more reasonable.

A squire is the lowest nobleman. There used to be titles such as knights and barons, but they are rarely used now.

Under the initiative of the Human Survival Committee, all countries have abolished the originally diverse aristocratic systems, and uniformly used the fifth-class male title of Duke, Prince, Prince, the highest grade "Grand Duke", and the non-territory noble title starting with "Glory".
To be continued...