King Dougardel, King St. Ulan VI, dressed in rich armor, personally climbed the city wall to cheer up the soldiers. But the nobles who had been mobilized to defend the city wall saw the cold corpses that had died one by one being carried under the city by the soldiers, and their initial frenzy vanished.

Rigard launched a new attack in the early morning, and the well-trained Fourth Griffin Legion completely pressed the attack of St. Uran, which had twice their strength, and the walls were already riddled with holes by Rigard's broken city-level magic bed crossbow, and nearly forty magic towers were also half destroyed. Although there are still more than 300,000 defenders in the city today, most of them are temporarily recruited civilian professionals or nobles, whose morale is low and they are afraid of death and do not fight.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it won't be long before the royal capital will be broken if it goes on like this." Said one of the Guards generals.

"We still have the Magic Tower, we still have the Magic Crystal Cannon, we still have plenty of energy, you are all a bunch of rice buckets, rice buckets! These resources are given to any army that can resist more than twice as many enemies, and you rice buckets have twice the strength of the enemy and are still being pressed and beaten! St. Ullan VI roared at the ministers and officers in front of him.

The officers bowed their heads in shame, it wasn't that they didn't work hard, the sons and daughters of the powerful in the Praetorian Guard said that they were sick one by one when they started the war, and they were later forcibly recruited by His Majesty the King and were afraid of the enemy and did not fight, and they couldn't command at all. As for the private armies of those nobles, they still have some combat power, but the magicians and professionals who have been recruited are simply scattered, and no matter how they command, it doesn't work. The magic tower lacks magicians to control, and the officers want to recruit the students of the Royal Academy of Magic of St. Ulan to come to the war, but those students are stronger than the other, what the four princes of the glorious empire in the south, and the six princesses of St. Peter in the north, none of them can be offended, so they can't be moved at all.

The officers recruited some civilian low-level magicians, and as a result, those hillbillies who had never seen the world excitedly consumed their mental power as soon as they entered the magic tower, and as a result, most of the magic emitted by the magic tower hit the open space, and the angry officers wanted to kill them.

The officers went to recruit the magicians who were supported by the nobles, but the magicians refused to enter after seeing that several magic towers had been destroyed by Rigard's city-breaking magic bed crossbow, and the officers had nothing to do with these magicians.

In the end, the magic tower was still controlled by the court magicians, but their numbers were really rare, and the fire output of the magic tower at this time was less than 20% of the normal value.

Suddenly, St. Ulan VI and a group of ministers and officers felt only a shake in the ground, and then they heard a frenzied shout outside: "The gates are broken, the gates are broken!" The faces of the ministers present turned pale, and some even collapsed to the ground in fright.

"What's going on?" Although St. Urlan VI was very angry in his heart, he pretended to be calm on the surface, and he could not let others see that he was in a little panicked, otherwise the situation would really be completely chaotic.

"Your Majesty, just now Rigard concentrated all the magic bed crossbows to shoot at the West City Gate, and the magic barrier arranged by the mages was broken, and then ...... "Seeing that His Majesty the King is so calm, everyone present has calmed down a lot.

"It's really a bunch of rice buckets, and when I usually raise you, I blow myself all out of the sky, and when it comes to the critical moment, they all become like this? Sara, take your palace guards to seal the gates and never let the Rigadians enter the city! St. Ulan VI said.

Sara is the court swordsman of St. Ulan VI, the most powerful level 8 swordsman in the entire St. Ulan, and everyone thinks that he will be the next level 9 existence of St. Ulan. Sara stroked her chest and performed a court etiquette, and then left with the palace guards with an average strength of level 5 or above.

"General Biqi, you can also bring people to support Sarah, although the palace guards are elite, the number is still too small. It seems that this is the only way, I will go back to the palace first, and you must guard the city gate before I return. St. Ullan VI said solemnly.

The Praetorian Guard officer, known as Bi Gong, gave a military salute and said, "Defend the city gate to the death!" Then he left with his men.

St. Ullan VI glanced at the pale nobles and ministers, and snorted dissatisfiedly, "Rubbish! Then he left his throne and went with his guards in the direction of the palace.

At this time, a very tragic battle was fought at the gate of Gardelsi, and the gate had been breached by Rigard, and Sara led more than 600 court swordsmen to block it here and start a brutal battle with the army of nearly 10,000 Gad.

Due to the limited space at the city gates, the court swordsmen, whose average strength was a cut higher than that of the Rigard soldiers, had the upper hand, and in just two minutes of contact with these court swordsmen, the court swordsmen with excellent sword skills killed nearly three hundred Ligardian soldiers without any casualties themselves. Eventually, his eye-catching performance angered Rigad, and hundreds of crossbow arrows were fired from Rigad's army towards the city gates. Because the city gate was too crowded, it was impossible to dodge, and in just this moment, more than forty swordsmen were shot. Rigard's army then attacked the gates even more frantically, and a brutal flesh mill unfolded here......

St. Ulan VI hobbled to his throne in the palace, stroked the shining emerald on the throne, and muttered: "I really didn't expect that St. Ulan would be destroyed in my hands, did I do something wrong?" Or ......" Speaking of this, St. Ullan VI actually knelt before his throne.

But then a trace of anger flashed on St. Ulan VI's face: "Charlie, you untrustworthy bastard, since you don't let me feel better, I will make you regret it." Speaking of this, St. Ullan VI asked the personal guard who had been following him all the time, "What do I want?" ”

The guard replied respectfully, "It will be delivered soon, Your Majesty." He looked respectful, as if he could not see the embarrassment of St. Ulan VI the moment before.

In the hall of the palace in the middle of this time, there was the sound of a man's footsteps, and the sound of a click seemed to hit St. Ullan VI's heart. A palace guard dragged a crystal bottle the size of a wine bottle on a silver plate to St. Ullan VI and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have brought what you wanted." ”

St. Uran carefully took the crystal bottle with both hands, and then looked at it as if it were a peerless treasure and said: "Water of Life, Water of Life, I originally wanted to use you to continue my life in my old age, but such a large bottle of water of life took me hundreds of years to get it......"