The man who slowly walked into the palace hall had a sallow complexion, and the look between his brows looked sick and distracted.
he--
It was the mysterious man who controlled the corpse doll in St. Mary's Port and fought against the Black Pearl several times!
"His Majesty......"
Kneeling on one knee, the man's body trembled inexplicably, and he whispered: "I came late to Mecca, and your Majesty was frightened. Please forgive me!"
"Get up quickly!"
He quickly walked down from the throne.
The old king tremblingly lifted him up and said with trembling lips: "Okay... okay... as long as you are here, the imperial city of Jakarta can still be saved..."
The palace guards on both sides of the hall were silent, with looks of anticipation on their faces.
As the old king said——
The seemingly frail man in front of them is indeed their last hope to defend the imperial city!
Mecca Kerr, known as the most talented night watchman in the Emirate of Barcelona, served as the commander-in-chief of the Royal Guards before he was thirty years old!
He has saved national power from crisis several times.
Those who admire him call him the ultimate backbone of the Barcelona Emirate, while those who hate him despise him in every possible way, insulting him as the hawk of the decadent dynasty!
Not an exaggeration.
In the past ten years, the reason why this country has not declined to the point of destruction is entirely because of his existence!
"Your Majesty is serious..."
Standing up slowly, Mecca gritted his teeth and said: "It's a pity that this time I went out to search for the princess's whereabouts in the name of the team, but in the end I found nothing... If Her Royal Highness is here..."
"well......"
A trace of loneliness flashed across the old cheek, and the old king shook his head and said: "I can't blame you for this matter. When she turned against me and fled to the people privately, I was already disheartened..."
Gritting his teeth, the old king angrily said: "I will pretend that I never had this daughter!"
The sallow face was full of sorrow, and Mecca frowned and remained silent.
If Susan had been willing to step forward to awaken the "Origin Freak", the situation in the Emirate of Barcelona might have stabilized long ago.
Everyone says that Mecca is the hope of the Emirate of Bassa, but they don’t know that the key figures who are truly capable of quelling the civil strife are actually among the royal family!
"Ahem..."
After coughing twice violently, Mecca covered her mouth and hunched over, almost unable to straighten up.
He looked like a patient with advanced lung cancer.
"It doesn't matter, right?"
Supporting Mecca with his backhand, the old king asked with a worried face: "You, how is your body..."
"Your Majesty, I don't care, it's still the same old problem..."
He raised his hand gently.
Mecca stubbornly straightened up his sickly body and said in a deep voice: "The top priority is that we must quickly rectify the military affairs and expel all the rebels from the holy city of Jakarta. Otherwise, I am afraid that the country will be unstable...
..”
After saying this, he bowed respectfully, turned around and walked out of the hall.
Silently watching the other person's back retreating.
The old king slowly stretched out his hand, intending to persuade Mecca to take care of himself, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips...
The building collapsed and the country was torn apart!
As a king, he has no one he can trust... except the man in front of him!
"Susan, is this the result you want to see..."
Suddenly raising his head, the old king's face was full of melancholy, and he murmured to himself with tears streaming down his face: "Where on earth are you now?!"
...
Rapid and non-stop coughing.
Mecca covered her mouth and quickly walked out of the palace hall.
In front of the door, several officers-looking people have been waiting in line for a long time!
"salute!"
The leading officer loudly ordered: "We sincerely welcome General Mecca back to the army!"
Wow——
The officers were ready to go.
They were uniformly wearing the golden military uniforms of the Royal City Army of the Government of the Emirate of Barcelona, and their brows were full of solemnity.
Although his face was covered with a lot of bloodstains and ashes, he still gave a standard military salute to Mecca uniformly.
"Thank you for your hard work..."
Nodding with satisfaction, Mecca asked in a deep voice: "How is the current war situation around the Imperial City?"
"Report to the general!"
One of the officers responded loudly: "An hour ago, the troops of the major warlords and rebels have withdrawn from the imperial city one after another. They are currently gathered and stationed in Lushui Town, ten kilometers away to the south. They should be taking a short rest!
"
After three days and three nights of storming, the rebels were still unable to break into the core imperial city of Jakarta.
He must have paid a heavy price!
After taking a long breath, Mecca asked again: "Where are the casualties of our army? How many are left?"
They were slightly startled, and everyone looked confused.
"explain!"
Frowning, Mecca asked: "What I want is the true situation!"
"The situation is not optimistic..."
He was still the officer just now. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "Brothers suffered heavy casualties. The Imperial City is directly under the Imperial Guard, and now there are only more than 30,000 people left... among which there are more than 10,000.
There are actually less than 20,000 wounded people with combat effectiveness. As for the brothers in the elite group, most of them have been reduced..."
The Imperial City Guards are the elite elite responsible for guarding the holy city of Jakarta.
After reorganizing a team of 100,000 people, there was no one left after this battle...
The Elite Group is the Night's Watch Legion of the Praetorian Guards with biological force field talents, and has always been directly under the jurisdiction of Mecca.
Of the team of more than a thousand people, only three or four hundred people survived by chance...
After being stunned for a moment, Mecca then closed his eyes in grief and anger.
These people are all good brothers who have been with him through life and death for ten years. Most of them have followed Mecca to fight everywhere, and now their bones are buried in the mountains. You can imagine the feeling!
"Why are there so many casualties?"
Silently gritting his teeth, Mecca said solemnly: "Even if there are a large number of rebels, relying on the city defense system should not lead to such a result..."
Mecca knows best the combat effectiveness of the troops he has trained.
Although those rebels look extremely ferocious, in the final analysis they are just a group of rabble. No matter in terms of weapons and equipment, training and personal strength, they are no match for the Royal Guards of the Imperial City!
What's more, the city defense of the holy city of Jakarta is not made of clay.
Waiting for work, while the ground is attacking and we are defending, and it has caused such huge losses and casualties, there must be something else hidden!
"Say! What's going on?!" Mecca shouted angrily.
The officers in front of them all lowered their heads and reluctantly told the truth.
It turned out that in order to quickly capture the imperial city, the rebel alliance shamelessly attacked the civilians in Jakarta.
Ruthless artillery fire covered a large area of residential areas outside the imperial city!
Ever since.
In order to protect these innocent people, the old king personally issued an order requiring the Imperial Guard to move hundreds of thousands of civilians to the inner city of the imperial capital at all costs.
A large number of soldiers turned into dead souls in the cannon fodder and chaotic fighting, which resulted in more than half of the casualties!
"These beasts..."
Gritting his teeth angrily, Mecca couldn't bear to continue scolding the officers in front of him.
As soldiers, they have fulfilled their obligations and responsibilities and defended the safety of the people with their lives and blood. No one is qualified to make irresponsible remarks.
Fortunately... after three days and three nights of fierce fighting, the rebel alliance finally failed to capture the imperial city and temporarily chose to retreat for preparations.
It can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.
"The rebels will definitely come back..."
After a moment of calm, Mecca slowly gave instructions.
"Treat the wounded quickly now, replenish as many troops as possible, and send out a scout team to strengthen patrols within three kilometers of Jakarta, eliminate all suspicious armed forces, and prepare for the next war."
A group of officers immediately responded to the order. In fact, they had already arranged these trivial matters.
"Report--"
At the end of the corridor, a messenger trotted over in a hurry.
Without any regard for etiquette, he shouted breathlessly.
"The scout patrol discovered a small group of suspicious armed men outside the city... They are all professional night watchmen. The patrol is no match at all. We hereby request the elite team to fight!"
The only ones who can deal with the Night Watchmen are those who can also control armed monsters.
Ordinary soldiers can hardly shake them at all!
"Night Watch!?"
Narrowing his eyes, Mecca was shocked and asked quickly: "Where are these armed men now?"
"Just...in the valley two kilometers away to the south..." the messenger responded.
"Okay, very good..."
Suddenly he waved his hand, and a powerful biological force field suddenly erupted from Mecca's body.
A short girl floats out of the void!
Her long silver hair was dancing wildly, her floral dress was covered with mottled stains, the little girl was holding a shabby rag doll in her hands, standing silently beside him, her whole body filled with gloomy energy...
"Xiao Mo..."
Looking out the window of the corridor with hazy eyes, Mecca said softly: "Let's work together on these unlucky guys first..."