Chapter 860: Break an arm first
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War will not have any twists and turns due to external disturbances, and the course of war will not be stalled by individual will. While the lords of the Mediterranean were talking, the city of Rabat was already in flames of war.
The first to suffer was the castle of Udaya.
In the face of a premeditated and well-planned raid, Udaya Castle's counterattack paled in comparison. The castle's more than 20 guns were fired only twice, and almost all of them were reimbursed.
In this way, Udaya Castle lost the power to fight back at once.
At this moment, one shell after another crossed the city walls and exploded directly inside the castle.
The hateful cannonball was like an eye, and the focus was on the Praetorian Guard barracks in the castle, causing heavy losses to the Praetorian Guards who had not yet reacted.
What followed was a barrage of bombardment.
Under the attack of countless shells at 360 degrees, the narrow castle had no place to live, and fell into a sea of fire, like an endless hell.
This is a completely asymmetrical war.
Before the start of the war, Álvaro calculated in advance which battleship would stop at which coordinates and which artillery would aim at which target.
The castle garrison was so embarrassed that they had no choice but to abandon the castle and retreat to the royal city. If they stayed any longer, they would have to be buried with the castle.
In less than an hour, the steel castle, considered the maritime outpost of the royal city of Rabat, fell and turned into a sea of fire, which was eventually burned to ruins.
War is merciless, fire is merciless.
Fewer than 40,000 Janissaries had escaped from the castle, and they had been smoked black one by one, but for these Janissaries, the disaster had just begun.
The castle of Udaya was built on the promontory, which was only connected to the mainland by a narrow road.
If the Castle Janissaries want to evacuate, there is only one way to choose, and how can the Mediterranean Fleet docked in the harbor and the sea let go of this excellent opportunity to beat the water dogs.
As soon as the Praetorian Guards stepped out of the castle gates, the guns on the battleship shifted their targets.
"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”
Almost as soon as the Janissaries rushed out of the castle, shells exploded in the middle of the ranks, causing people to turn on their backs. Those who are unfortunately hit by shells will be injured and fall to the ground, and it is estimated that they will not escape death if there is no one to treat them; The heavier ones were directly blown apart, blood splashed everywhere, and flesh foam flew sideways.
“Oh,shit!”
What kind of retreat is this, it is a desperate road to hell.
"Chong, how many can survive count!"
The defending general saw that there was no way out, and at this time, he had to try his luck. Be bold, rush forward, and still have a glimmer of life; If you are timid and stop moving, there is only one way to die.
"Rush!"
As the saying goes: put it to death and then live.
A group of Praetorian Guards, who had no way to retreat, braved artillery fire and embarked on a road of no return that was destined to be soaked in blood. On the way to evacuate, the artillery roared incessantly, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
From time to time, you can see soldiers being blown up by cannonballs, and blood stains the sky.
Even if you jump into the sea, you can't escape the killing, and the Mediterranean Fleet is not only equipped with artillery, but also tens of thousands of soldiers are waiting on the battleship. Along with the artillery fire, there was a rain of arrows.
The promontory causeway, which is less than five kilometers long, is completely soaked in blood, and the corpses are strewn all over the ground, and the flesh and blood are blurred, like an endless hell, and even the surrounding sea water is dyed bright red.
In the end, there is no one in ten who can really survive.
By the time the Praetorian Guards were out of the range of artillery, there were less than 5,000 Janissaries surviving, and there were still many wounded with ribbons, and even the generals of the defenders were unfortunately killed.
Before the two warring sides had even gone head-to-head, the Moroccan Janissaries had already lost one-fifth, and no one would believe them.
The power of artillery can be seen.
The surviving Praetorian Guard officers and soldiers all turned pale, and some of them glanced back at the way they came, and when they saw the corpses of their comrades who had died in a row, they vomited even more and even vomited out their bile water.
What they regret the most now is probably eating breakfast.
Even if he is a veteran of the battlefield, how can he have ever seen such a tragic war scene, this is not a fight of the same magnitude at all, but a merciless massacre.
The Moroccan Janissaries did not have any power to fight back, they could only passively endure, with flesh and blood, a bloody way to live, and nearly ninety percent of the casualties in exchange for the survival of a small number of comrades.
Even so, the fighters were rejoicing.
"At least, they survived, didn't they? This in itself is a miracle. ”
After a short rest, the Praetorian Guard moved again.
"Let's go, go to the West City Gate!"
The remaining Praetorian Guards did not dare to retreat to the nearby North Gate, because the entire northern wall was now covered by the artillery of the Mediterranean Fleet. They decided to take a detour and take the West Gate, the closest to the sea. The field legions of the Great Xia Dynasty had not yet arrived at the battlefield, and these remnants finally escaped for the time being and successfully retreated into the city.
Knowing that the castle of Udaya had fallen and that the 50,000 Praetorian Guards had been almost wiped out, and that Muhammad VI was pale, almost unsteady on his feet, he seemed to have a vague premonition that Morocco was going to be doomed this time.
In the first leg of the national war, Morocco was defeated!
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Taking Udaya Castle, the second formation of the Mediterranean Fleet followed and sailed into the Blai Greg River.
Seeing this, the first formation temporarily stopped its ravages on the northern walls of Rabat and went upstream again. In just a few moments, the northern city wall was blown to the ground.
There were no less than 20 large collapse holes on the city wall, and the location of the city gate was directly razed to the ground, and tens of thousands of civilians were unfortunately hit by stray bullets and died on the spot.
In front of the Great Xia Dynasty, it was already an undefended city.
Seeing this, Muhammad VI left 50,000 Janissaries to guard the palace and 50,000 Janissaries to guard the other three walls, and mobilized 100,000 Janissaries to fortify the northern city.
The Praetorian Guard will build a temporary fortification based on the houses and streets in the city.
Otherwise, this battle will not be fought.
As for the defense of the other three walls, it can only rely on the battle pro players in the city. In just one hour, more than 500,000 players were teleported from Satellite City to Rabat.
The Moroccan guilds reached an unprecedented unanimity, with the leaders of the five strongest guilds as the core, quickly formed a guild alliance, unified command and dispatch of all players in the city, and cooperated with the Praetorian Guard to deploy defenses throughout the city.
For everyone, there is no way back.
At this time, there is only a fight to the death.
Therefore, the next battle will be a tough battle, and the national war is about to move to the second stage.
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Let's say that the first formation in the Mediterranean went upstream, if nothing else, to carry out artillery attacks on satellite cities. If the satellite city is not uprooted, the field corps will not dare to boldly launch a general attack on the city of Rabat.
Otherwise, if the expeditionary force of the Great Xia Dynasty is launching a fierce attack on Rabat, and the Moroccan player suddenly teleports back to the satellite city and strikes at the rear of the expeditionary force, it is really enough for the expeditionary force to drink a pot.
Naturally, the expeditionary force would not make such a common-sense mistake.
Before attacking Rabat, you must first destroy the teleportation array of the satellite city to eliminate future troubles.
This time, the satellite city will suffer.
The players in the satellite city were already dense, and under the sudden artillery attack, where did they dare to stay, and one by one they squeezed into the teleportation array, and the scene was paralyzed for a while, and they were almost about to make a stampede.
At this time, players only want to save their lives, but they don't have the consciousness to queue up.
There is only one teleportation array, and the scene is crowded with people, pushed by people, and stepped on people. The roar of the man, the scream of the woman, the complaint of the elderly, the cry of the child, all kinds of voices are connected and the noise is mixed.
Helpless children trembled in the crowd, but no one paid attention to them except the child's mother.
At the moment of life and death, no one can maintain composure, and the ugliness of human nature is often exposed at such a juncture. What is needed here is not moral condemnation, but forceful repression.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, there are still calm people in the satellite city.
After receiving the news, the Satellite Town Guardian Association stood up in time and immediately organized an elite group to rush to the scene to maintain order, and anyone who dared to cut in line was directly thrown to the back of the line.
If you don't accept it, you will usher in bloody suppression in minutes, and teach you how to behave.
On the spot, two of the most ferocious players were killed by the elite group, bleeding five steps and lying on the spot. If you don't kill a few chickens at this time, you can't stop the monkeys.
Sure enough, with the support of the Town Watchman's Guild, the situation gradually came under control, and the situation did not deteriorate further. If Moroccan players were to fight each other over teleportation arrays, the world would never be able to raise their heads again.
In just a few moments, hundreds of players were trampled and seriously injured.
When the Moroccan players who came to their senses saw this scene, they were ashamed one by one and consciously queued up, and the young people even took the initiative to let the elderly and children teleport away first.
The life players of the doctor profession spontaneously stayed and took the initiative to treat their injured compatriots.
The brilliance of humanity blooms again.
Players would never have imagined why they had become so crazy and dehumanized all of a sudden.
In the end, it was still a sudden war, which made the nerves of the big guy collapse too tightly, and when they were slightly stimulated by the outside world, they became uncontrollable, which is human nature.
Otherwise, the player would not have been able to become so panicked by a single round of artillery attacks. No matter how powerful the artillery fire of the Mediterranean Fleet was, the damage to the city was still very limited.
Despite this, the Satellite City players accelerated their retreat without hesitation.
In the current situation, there is no point in staying in the satellite city, but it may be attacked by the enemy army. Rather than this, it is better to retreat to the royal city en masse.
The prudence and cunning of the Great Xia Dynasty made Moroccan players feel uneasy.
By about ten o'clock in the morning, except for a small number of players who were still in the depths of the underground world and couldn't come back for a while, the entire satellite city was basically an empty city.