Eight hundred and fifty-eighth sword blade(1/2)
About ten minutes later, fire broke out in the square in front of the Royal City, and the sound of killing was loud.
"Brothers, charge!" "Surge into the palace and protect the Lord!" "The time has come to prove loyalty and glory!"
Chen Xing stood at the front of the city wall with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the charging crowd in the square.
It can be seen from the tactical satellite that the number of reinforcements is between 3,000 and 4,000, and they are the first batch of noble private troops to arrive.
In a semi-capital and semi-feudal country, the private aristocratic army is the largest military force besides the national garrison. In some countries, the private aristocratic army is even stronger than the main army.
"Get to your positions and prepare to fight!"
The two guards and the Cyborg's long-range shooters were stationed throughout the city wall, and their weapons had already been charged since they discovered the enemy.
"Occupied twenty-one enemy city defense guns and five rocket launchers. We have gained control and are ready to go into battle at any time!"
The psychic electromagnetic gun emits a layer of electric light, and the muzzle moves slowly, aiming at the troops attacking the palace.
"Let me try it!"
Chen Xing climbed onto an electromagnetic gun, and the guards hurriedly gave up their positions.
The psychic electromagnetic gun is divided into three parts, namely the base, the barrel and the base.
Hold the handle with both hands and adjust the angle of the gun barrel to aim. At the same time, the spiritual energy continuously flows from your hands into the armor-piercing nails of the magazine.
There are more and more red dots on the satellite image, and the enemy is gradually entering the range.
A Gravekeeper mecha appeared in the sight, and it seemed as if the firelight could be seen reflected on the dark green armor plate.
When the crosshairs and the target coincided, Chen Xing stepped on the pedal suddenly and heard a "woo" sound, like a long flute, piercing the air.
The next second, the chest of the heavy mecha in the scope was pierced by a beam, and a large number of broken parts and armor fragments were sprayed backwards, and the infantry following it fell in large pieces like wheat.
At the same time, blue flames erupted from the city wall, gunfire erupted one after another, and more than two hundred psychic bullets flew out at the same time. The azure ballistics instantly illuminated the dark night.
The Cyborg suspended in the air opened the rocket launcher on his shoulder, and dense rockets surged out, with orange-red tail flames igniting the entire sky.
In the next moment, more than thirty mechas were destroyed, hundreds of soldiers were shattered, and bloody organs rained down behind. Then came the torrential rain of small rockets, which turned half of the square into a sea of flames.
Fires shot into the sky and howls arose. On the real-time monitoring map of Chen Xing's tactical satellite, one-third of the red dots representing the enemy disappeared in an instant.
Just the first salvo destroyed the enemy force.
Perhaps the enemy commander realized that charging forward would only lead to death in vain, so the remaining enemy troops immediately turned around, withdrew from the firing range, and waited for the arrival of large forces outside the square.
The defense came to an end, and Chen Xing received an urgent battle report just after he got off the city defense artillery.
"The first floor hall of the palace has been captured, but the internal passage is too narrow and the advancement is very slow!"
Chen Xing jumped off the city wall and rushed to the palace.
The hall was full of people, crowded and crowded.
This was originally the place where Tianqin guards and servants worked and lived, but now it is in a mess. Tables and chairs have been overturned, and debris is everywhere. The ground is soaked in blood and water, and corpses are scattered everywhere, including those of the enemy and our army, and various living supplies.
All the fruits and vegetables were trampled to pieces, mixed with the broken limbs and limbs.
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The bloody footprints converged into roads that extended to the entrances of various passages.
The passage was crowded with people, and at first glance, all you could see were black heads. On one side were the reformers, and on the other side were the Tianqin guards.
Where the soldiers met, stars and sand shot up, and blood splashed everywhere.
The walls were covered with blood and scratches from swords, and the roars continued one after another, like a huge meat grinder, mercilessly gnawing away at life until a complete person turned into minced meat.
Hand-to-hand combat in the palace is recognized as one of the cruelest battles in the world.
Since there are a large number of cultural relics and treasures hidden inside the palace, they are priceless. In order not to cause serious damage, both the enemy and us will tacitly agree not to use explosive weapons, and the walls of the palace are made of very thick sandwich steel plates, which are as solid as the underground of a bank.
The vault is designed to withstand nuclear bombs. Even if explosive weapons are used, the effect will not be great.
Therefore, cold weapons are mainly used for fighting inside the palace.
Just imagine, the enemy and we are squeezed into an extremely narrow passage, and only a few people in the front row are in close contact. How cruel the fighting process will be.
The people behind squeezed the people in front, without any room to retreat, so they could only fight with bayonets face to face. The two pairs of eyes stared at each other, white knives going in and red knives coming out, to see whose head was stronger and whose life was harder.
Keep moving forward amidst the splashing blood and pieces of meat on the ground, and keep moving forward!
The victorious party will immediately face the next opponent, repeating the life-and-death struggle just now, until the armor is broken, the spiritual energy is exhausted, the blood is exhausted, the body becomes a sandbag blocking the road, and finally it is trampled into pulp.
The internal guards of Tianqin Palace are strictly selected combat soldiers with strong bodies and fierce personalities.
The lowest strength is also the elite level, with a strength of more than 50, possessing level 3 psychic armor, wearing heavy protective armor, and using short weapons. In a narrow passage that can only accommodate three people passing side by side, it can be said that one man is worth a thousand people.
Fumokai.
Chen Xing's Goblin legion was completely ineffective in a hand-to-hand battle in the palace. If three Tianqin guards stood side by side in the passage, the weak Goblins would not be able to rush through no matter how many they came, and would only be killed.
Vegetable feed.
The Cyborgs from the Heque Principality are the main force in this palace hand-to-hand battle. They have steel bodies, have no sense of pain, and have a weak concept of death.
But even so, they were still unable to advance quickly and invade the interior of Tianqin Palace.
"The stairs on the second floor cannot be conquered, please ask for reinforcements!"
After receiving the request, Chen Xing immediately teleported through the wall and rushed to the scene.
The first time he teleported directly into the enemy group, the seven or eight Tianqin guards around him were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted and slashed at his head with their swords. He had to teleport out first, find a good position and then teleport back.
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This time he appeared among the modified people, but it was so crowded that there was no gap at all, and he was so crowded that he couldn't breathe.
Fortunately, the reformer in the passage realized that he was the Prime Minister and immediately squeezed out some space to let him breathe.
Climbing onto the shoulders of the reformer, I saw at a glance that there were so many people on the stairs, like ants stacked on top of each other, so densely packed that it made one's scalp tingle.
Where the soldiers met, stars and sand flew and blood flowed. Black liquid was splashed on the wall, giving off a strong smell of machine oil.
Blood is what Tianqin guards, and engine oil is what transforms people.
Chen Xing observed it and quickly understood the reason why he couldn't attack. The staircase was very narrow and pointed upwards. The location of the Tianqin guards was relatively spacious, and three of them could be attacked one by one.
The floor is two meters thick and cannot be exploded in a short period of time. We have to force our way up the stairs, which is obviously difficult.
But now that Chen Xing is here, he naturally has a way to solve it.
"Zi la!"
Chen Xing's figure flashed and appeared outside the staircase on the second floor.
When the Tianqin guards saw him, they immediately came up with swords. Chen Xing said nothing and directly
Release a large number of goblins.
Steam tanks, Goblin warriors, and Goblin self-explosive soldiers created chaos at the stairway to the second floor.
"They are coming!" "Guard them all!" "Don't worry about these little green monsters, their weapons can't hurt us!"
In front of a group of Lyra guards who looked like wolves and tigers, the Goblin's individual weakness was fully exposed, and he was killed in a few strokes, leaving no trace of his armor intact.
Chen Xing is not good at close combat. He doesn't even have psychic armor. He fell directly into a group of fighting soldiers, like a sheep among wolves, unable to fight at all.
Seeing that all the goblins were killed as soon as they came out, and there was no way to break the situation, Chen Xing had no choice but to teleport back to the first floor temporarily.
"The enemy troops are gathering and will attack the city soon!"
Emergency military information came in, and the private armies of wealthy families outside were about to attack.
Chen Xing gritted his teeth and summoned the burning warship.
"Woo!"
The whistle blew, soaring into the sky.
The sea parted, and the burning warship slowly sailed out of the area, crashing into the floor diagonally above with Wei Ran's momentum.
"boom!"
With the loud noise, the several-meter-thick steel floor broke open like paper. The Tianqin guards above were knocked around like beans. Some hit the wall, spitting blood, and were all hit against the ceiling.
Smashed down hard.
The cyborg below immediately activated his jetpack, flew up from the gap, and pounced on the frightened Lyra guards.
After solving the problem at the stairway, Chen Xing continuously teleported back to the city wall.
"Report to the Prime Minister that the enemy troops have begun to attack!"
Chen Xing had already seen the assembled aristocratic private army through the tactical satellite's view.
A rough estimate puts the number of soldiers at more than 200,000, with more troops coming from behind.
There are also citizens with guns and ammunition. According to Bai Yefenghua's estimation, the final size of the siege force may reach one million people.
The Red Country is a martial country with a strong folk custom. When it comes to national security, all the efforts of the whole country must be devoted to it, and all citizens with fighting ability will join.
Looking around, the periphery of the Imperial City Square was filled with darkness, like a fuzzy black liquid.
As several signal bombs were launched, colorful light bombs flew into the sky with a scream, and the black liquid began to surge, pouring like a tide towards the open and empty King's Square.
To be continued...