Zacley looked up a little dazedly and touched the blood marks on his face that had just been drawn by the shotgun. Then he suddenly recovered, and quickly turned and fled out of the hall. The crowd did not open fire on him in a tacit understanding, allowing him to escape. Hall, but Zaclay, who was in a panic, didn't notice this special, he just wanted to escape now. boom! boom! The members of the former opposing suppression force outside the hall also began to attack Zacley’s team. The team that neither searched the surroundings nor occupied the firepower point suddenly suffered heavy losses under the sudden attack, and the rushed counterattack did not hurt anything. enemy.
"Counterattack! Counterattack!" Someone tried to save the situation and organized a counterattack, but a few seconds later, he was shot headshot by a shotgun. The morale of the team plummeted. "Retreat!" Zaclay shouted in panic, nothing. The prestige just now, "Protect me!" Several former presidential guard members quickly surrounded him to flee outside the palace, and the others in the team immediately began to rout. The few people who tried to fight back were quickly killed. Intensified the speed of the team's flight, the scene was chaotic, and the situation turned into a one-sided slaughter. The corpses were spread from the hall to the door. We only injured one person and two slightly.
In this situation, Zaclay has nothing to do. At this time, his clothes are damaged and his hair is messy. He is embarrassed and panicked. He is fleeing like a bereaved dog. Only a few guards are left with him. The army fled to the gate, and it was totally different from the majestic image just now.
The team of more than 100 people now only has nearly forty people left, and after subtracting the number of people who fled, there are now only a dozen people left by Zaclay. The subordinates led a somewhat frightened war horse from the side, pushed Zaclay on the horse and protected him to flee out of the city. The members of the former opposing suppression force used a three-dimensional mobile device to chase after him, Zaclay was stunned for a while. Finally recovered, he said anxiously: "Quick! Launch a letter smoke bomb to inform Barthehou, and let him send someone into the city to meet us!" The subordinate nodded, raised his hand and fired a yellow letter smoke bomb. On the other side, a black letter smoke bomb rose into the sky.
Two letter smoke bombs, one was launched by Zacre and others, and the other was launched from Augustus's mansion in the royal city. "They joined forces?" In the location of the military force group outside the city, Mark, who was looking at with a telescope, suddenly changed his face. I reached out and patted his shoulder with a calm expression: "Don't be nervous, Augustus is a smart man. In this case, it is impossible for him to join forces with Zaclay, on the contrary. He will probably bring people to deal with Zaclay, and then he will also see if he has a chance to be in the position, and continue to forbear if he has no chance."
"Then we have to deal with them?" Mark asked. "The airship reconnaissance determines the exact location of Augustus, and then covers him with artillery fire, and then says it was a mistake." "Don't think about it, there is no way to deal with it. If you do this, the civil war should begin." I rolled my eyes and said, "Prepare, adjust the artillery elements, and show off the artillery coverage in front of Augustus's team." "Alright. Mark nodded regretfully, and began to command the team, "Remove the camouflage, the airship will move forward to reconnaissance and prepare for battle!"
Zaclay’s team outside the city was in a commotion. Some people began to enter the city, and five black letter smoke bombs rose up behind them. Augustus’s team came...
