Vol 8 Chapter 902: Inner city

"The first bombing mission was executed successfully."
The message from the Communication Law Group was read out aloud by the aides, everyone in the underground command post cheered lowly, and Soderol's expression did not fluctuate too much, he just waved: "Waiting for the follow-up investigation by the Falcon report."
After the battle began, everyone obeyed the rules and stayed in this underground bunker. After all, this is not a battle at ordinary level, so even if Soderlor wants to go out to see the situation of the enemy at this moment, he must press his inner excitement and sink his heart to wait for the news.
Actually he figured it out now, and couldn't see anything substantial. The city of Enrique, two kilometers away, is just a mound of mounds at this distance, and the Viper Cross army in the other direction is similar. It looks like a moving psoriasis on the green field. It can only be seen after being bombed. A cloud of black mushrooms could not be seen from here.
However, the results of the Falcon's investigation were quickly reported. After hearing the news that the Viper Cross had died more than half and the rest of the army retired, Soderlor finally clenched his hands and exhaled secretly.
At this time, he was finally unable to suppress his excitement, because the situation in Enrique City was also reported at the same time: the northern wall of the entire city collapsed more than 200 meters, and most of the main troops were hit by shelling, causing heavy casualties. Full treatment stage.
"How long will the artillery company cool down?"
Soderlor glanced at the magic clock next to him, and the staff immediately reported: "Commander, fifteen minutes is enough!"
After six consecutive shellings, the metal barrel must be cooled and cooled to ensure its service life. At this moment, the name of the "Fort" position was literally hundreds of heavy artillery guns, which were even more scary than the thunderstorm.
At this moment, the soldier Bucky glanced back at the artillery position behind him. In his field of vision, the artillery next to the giant artillery was cooling the barrel, and the water vapor evaporated by the hot metal kept rising, and the heat distorted the air. The soldiers were soaked one by one, but no one dared to slack off. The soldiers who exchanged buckets trot all the way, as if the water was more important than gold.
These maggots of steam were blown away by the "magic wind" cast by the mages. Ten mages stood in a row and raised their staffs, causing a strong wind to circulate between the artillery positions. And more than two hundred soldiers in the rear are constantly carrying the spar shells to be used in the next round of bombardment to the truck.
Bucky buries his head back into the trenches, and feels that the infantry company has suddenly become the busiest unit in the war. In the previous battle, the soldiers still carried forward with their weapons, and even rushed into the town or city to face the enemy, but now? Everyone listened to the cannons roaring behind for twenty minutes, and now there is no order to move forward ...
"Bucky, what do you say about the enemy?"
Westman next to him asked.
"Who knows, the stunned bomber is rotten ... aren't all the players who stood in front of the artillery company?"
He whispered a word, holding the Elon Dega sword in his hand and silently dazed for less than half a month, but he already felt like a "veteran". When there is no command, I am more and more like a machine that does not think. When I am on standby here, my heartbeat will not even speed up ...
"Report company commander! The first artillery team has cooled down!"
"Three shifts! Cool down!"
"Six shifts! Cool down!"
The roar of the artillery company passed, and Bucky glanced at his comrade next to him, lowering his sword silently, then reached into his hands under the helmet and blocked his ears.
"Adjusted! Apply to fire!"
"Approved to fire"
"Ready ... let go!"
A series of violent roars rang, and even if he blocked his ears, Bucky felt the earth shaking with his head. The power of these artillery fires is too horrible, but in the sound of the artillery fire, there is only one question left in his heart: is this ... is it really a reciprocal war?
Charles II did not know what an ordinary soldier thought a few kilometers away, but his mentality at the moment could indeed answer the other's question.
The war is over.
That was his only thought.
The 20-minute gunfire directly blasted all of his main forces hoarded in the northern part of the city into pieces, followed by precision bombardment of the cavalry teams on both sides, and countless war horses fell into the city's martyrdom, which were too late to dodge The cavalry soldiers suffered heavy losses, no matter how proud of their martial arts, how brash the armor is ... at this moment, their results in front of spar shells are the same.
Many people hid in the stone building, and as a result, a shell fell outside, and the people inside the stone house were directly shocked to death. This result made people's minds helpless and desperate. The only thing that was fortunate was that after the twenty-minute shelling, everything was calm.
All that echoed in the ears of Charles II was crying and mourning.
The survivors climbed up ashamed, and then tried to find their comrades under the rubble and rubble. However, most of the excavated bodies were broken corpses.
Queo didn't know where he was going. Charles II was wearing silver armor and walking on this street with a dull look. When he saw a cricket next to him pulling a gut from the debris, he finally couldn't help it. Spit it out at the half-soil wall next to it:
"哕"
The Guards were dead, or the nobles, mages and soldiers near the city walls who had been on the lookout had disappeared from the artillery. So no one is now with the monarch. Those horrified puppets never knew Charles II. They were more worried about their lives. Many people ran towards the center of the inner city because of this fire. Only the center of the city was free of any shells. .
"Her majesty?"
Suddenly someone spoke, Charles II turned his head and found that it was a young man in his twenties. The other person was wearing an unsuitable armor, which seemed to be passed down from his ancestors. From the epaulettes, the opponent should be just a knight. But at this time, where did Charles II care about the identity of the other party, he immediately said, "What's your name?"
"My name is Jeremy, and I am a knight in the Parkson Territory! Your Majesty!"
Paxson is not far from the imperial city, which shows that the other party is indeed his "subordinate", Charles II, has recovered from his uncle's state, healed his throat, and ordered: "Okay, Jeremy, I will promote you now As the captain of the Royal Guard, I need you to immediately recruit a team of ten to keep me safe. "
The knight stunned and then exclaimed: "This is my pleasure, Your Majesty!"
He immediately turned and shouted in the ruins, as if he was calling his obedience. It didn't take long for four or five gray-faced people to come together. Jeremy asked them to come with weapons to guard His Majesty's security. Then he found that no combat-capable soldiers could be found around him, and he fought with Charles II Hello, I plan to gather more people in the city center.
"Sir, I'll be right back!"
The knight trotting away in his vision, Charles II saw several people beside him, regardless of their strength, and his heart was more stable than before. He wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Follow me and go to the inner city!"
Charles II also felt that the inner city should be safe, so he decided to follow the trajectory of Jeremy's departure. He looked up at Jeremy, who was trotting seven or eighty meters away. He had just taken two steps, and he heard a whistling sound from above the sky ...
"wrong…"
His face changed greatly, and he was about to speed up to flee to the inner city, and found that a large amount of artillery shells had poured into the building group in front of him!
"boom!"
In the crackling sound, the oncoming shock directly knocked the monarch out, crushing the stone against his face, leaving Charles II's eyes open in pain. When he regained control of his body, the soldiers who had just gathered around him were lying on the ground, struggling to get up.
Turning his head, a soldier who was standing next to him was lying upright at the moment, his head was cut in half by the stones, the blood was flowing down, and the vagueness of the flesh almost spit out again .
He sat up and gritted his teeth, and was shocked to find that the street and buildings in front of him had collapsed and damaged in the explosion, and his vision was much wider than before. crater…
The fire was burning along, but no one got up to fight the fire. Under such bombardment ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The people hiding in the building were either killed by the earthquake or crushed to death, and there was no other end.
Charles II gritted his teeth and stood up, and found that there were many scratches and pits on the armor that were hit by stones. Fortunately, there were not many wounds on his body. He wanted to talk and felt dirt in his mouth. After spitting, he pulled the soldier next to him who was shocked by the shock: "Stop going to the inner city, go to the north wall first ..."
Looking from here, the inner wall of the inner city has been bombarded with a missing corner. He now realizes that the other side did not bomb the inner city before, not because of insufficient range, but deliberately aimed at the outer city with a lot of people. From another perspective, the North Wall that has already been hit should be a safer place ...
His left thigh was hurt by the stone, so he took out the gorgeous sabre and walked with it as a walking stick. The remaining four guards supported each other and followed. The team took five steps, and the next round of shells hit again. However, this time the drop of the shells was more concentrated on the south side of the city. Charles II is a hundred meters away.
By this time, Charles II, who was walking, lost his fear that he had entered a state of "listening to his fate", and even expected that the bomb would be directly at his feet ...
If you die directly, you don't have to face the end of the current losing game ...