What to do about this, what to do... If you ask this kind of question, it is basically equivalent to saying: "I don't have any special solution!"
Things are so fantastic, and the King of Gemelin seems to have no good solution now.
He wants to rely on Cyric, but Cyric's latest reinforcements are probably still loading in neighboring countries and waiting for transportation.
He hoped to have peace talks with the Datang Group and the Wright Kingdom, but now it seems that the Datang Group does not want to sit down and talk with him.
"Your Majesty, now we should at least defend the royal city! This is the only thing we can do." The prime minister walked to the king's side with an ugly face and suggested: "If we can't defend this place, everything we talk about will be in vain. "
"What you said makes sense! The troops must hold the city wall! As long as we can hold on here, there will be changes! The situation will develop in a direction that is beneficial to us!" The king nodded and agreed with this view.
He also saw that the Datang Group's attack must be thwarted before there can be any negotiation... If he loses the royal city, then the Datang Group does not need to negotiate with him.
In the same way, only after he defended the royal city and blocked the advancement of the Tang Group, he had the opportunity to wait for reinforcements from Cyric, and then he had the opportunity to wait for changes.
"You! Go to the west gate in person! Command the troops there and hold on no matter what!" The king looked at the general responsible for the defense of the royal city and gritted his teeth.
After finishing speaking, he added: "There are 700 people stationed on each side of the city wall! Then, on the west side, the wall closest to the direction of the enemy's attack, I will give you another 300 people!"
This was all the troops he could get, and the total number was 3,100. As a result, there were only 100 soldiers left at most who could guard the palace.
Although it was risky to do so, the king also knew that if he could not defend the city wall, or defend the outer defense line, his palace would definitely not be able to defend it.
As the saying goes, there is no egg left after the nest is overturned. He is still very clear about this truth, so he decided to at least defend the outer city, the palace and other things, which will be considered later.
As a result, on the frontal defense line, Gemelin's troops gathered at least 1,000 people, which was more or less capable of fighting.
However, among these 1,000 people, about 800 were armed with Cyric flintlock guns, and some were using cold weapons such as long swords.
There is no way... these are all pieced together weapons and equipment. Some people have never even practiced shooting. If you give them a musket, they won't be able to use it.
As a result, the general who had been strengthened by 300 people looked at his Majesty the King, nodded solemnly, and promised: "My subordinates will definitely hold on to the city! Fight to the last man!"
"Go!" The Gemelin king also nodded and waved to indicate that he could leave with some of his guards.
The general turned around and left without any delay. Soon, he led the guards all the way to the west side of the city wall. At this time, there happened to be soldiers guarding the city running down the city in a hurry.
"What's going on?" The general asked sharply, holding the revolver smuggled from a special channel on his waist.
The soldier panicked, looked back in the direction of the city, and then explained: "The enemy, the enemy is coming!"
Hearing the soldier's report, the general guarding the city felt a thump in his heart and secretly said something bad.
He desperately rushed to the top of the city with his men in panic, hoping to have a look at the enemy's appearance.
When he reached the top of the city, he saw that the west city gate was hit by a cannonball from nowhere, raising a cloud of rolling dust.
"The city is broken! The city gate has been breached!" A soldier abandoned his armor and rushed over in a panic. The general angrily pulled out his revolver and knocked the defeated soldier to the ground with one shot.
He raised his pistol and shouted loudly: "Whoever disturbs the morale of the army again or retreats from the battle! Kill! Get back here!"
The more than 300 palace guards who followed him all the way were well equipped. They all had Cyric flintlock guns, and they had practiced several times on weekdays. At this time, they all picked up their weapons.
They pointed their bayonet-mounted guns at the already disorganized defenders, and for a while they really calmed down the scene.
Soon, an officer pushed through the crowd and came to the general. He pointed behind him and said, "General! The enemy shelled the city gate and asked a prisoner to bring this... …”
As he spoke, he handed a letter to the general who came to command the defense of the city: "They have cannons, we can't defend them."
In fact, there are cannons in the royal city, but the cannons on the top of these cities are muzzle-loading cannons, and they have not been refurbished for many years.
Originally, although these cannons were not considered advanced, due to their large caliber and sufficient tonnage, they were not far behind the times two years ago.
In the face of possible enemy field artillery siege situations, these cannons can more or less act as a deterrent.
But now, in the face of the mortars manufactured by the Datang Group as a secret weapon, which are elusive and have an absolute advantage in range, these muzzle-loading guns seem outdated.
Their range and accuracy are very poor, and their power is also insufficient. They have almost no power to fight back when facing mortars.
The general took the letter of persuasion to surrender, spread it out and looked at it, and his expression became wonderful. I saw only one sentence written on the letter: The deadline is 10 minutes, and anyone who does not surrender will be killed.
He really wanted to sneer at the surrender letter and throw it out, step on it under his feet and sneer fiercely, and then put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look.
But his hand shook slightly, but in the end he didn't have the courage to let go of his fingers. He looked at the defeated soldier lying on the ground who had been killed by a headshot from him just now, and suddenly felt that this unfortunate soldier's death was a bit unfair.
It's a pity that he has no intention of helping the other party Pingxue's grievance. After all, he still wants some face.
Everyone knows that this battle is not going to be easy. If we lose the royal city, will we really live and die with the city wall and risk our own lives?
He has a beautiful wife, a beautiful concubine, a lot of gold coins and land deeds at home... and he doesn't know which piece of shit will be cheaper if he dies.
If you think about it carefully, it is better to surrender, save your own life, and then become a rich man with peace of mind...
So, he looked at the officer who was originally stationed on the city and asked, "Are you taking this letter...to go...to the palace?"
The officer was not sure what the general meant, so he explained vaguely: "My subordinates are preparing to report to their superiors..."
"The Jue of Extreme Chaos"
"This city wall that has been repaired for a hundred years... is a pity..." The general looked at the city wall that was collapsed by the cannonballs and said with emotion: "It was destroyed in one day..."
"How about...we...surrender?" The officer saw that the general was hesitant. For the sake of his own future, he tentatively asked.
"Well..." The general didn't know whether he sighed or agreed, and responded vaguely, but this sound was definitely meaningful at the moment.
The officer immediately understood, approached the general, lowered his voice and said: "I just sent someone there... The other party promised not to harm our family, and the house, manor, family and servants will be left to us... …”
Hearing what the officer said, the general looked better and nodded: "I wonder if any of the people I brought here are close to the king... Do you have any ideas?"
"Don't worry, General... The people behind me are all smart people who are willing to surrender." The officer gestured behind him, and many soldiers raised their guns and faintly confronted the palace guards brought by the general. stand up.
Seeing that the atmosphere was very tense, the general immediately shouted to the guards behind him: "The enemy troops are coming fiercely today. Considering everyone's lives, I decided to surrender the city... If you are willing to fight, I will not leave you alone, so leave quickly!" "
In fact, these palace guards had no choice when they said such words at this time. Even if they left, they would not have the courage to continue fighting without the city wall barrier.
However, there were still seventeen or eight people carrying weapons and taking advantage of the chaos to get off the city wall. They wanted to go back to the palace. Some of them went back to spread the news, while some were really determined to go back and fight to the end.
The remaining people put down their weapons, and a few minutes later, Beiling soldiers wearing M35 helmets climbed to the top of the city and entered the royal city of Gemelin.
The royal flag symbolizing the Kingdom of Gemelin was thrown down from the top of the city, and a wolf flag symbolizing Beiling was raised. The Beiling troops watching the soldiers guarding the city immediately cheered: "Beiling Long live!"
"Long live Earl Alice!" Other soldiers held 98K rifles and shouted with a smile. The entire Gemelin Royal City seemed to be trembling in the cheers.
Local civilians were so frightened that they closed their doors and windows, and many streets were deserted. There were also some civilians who had just learned that the enemy troops had invaded the royal city and couldn't help but burst into tears.
In the Gemelin Palace, the king heard the sound of artillery fire that had previously threatened the soldiers guarding the city. He walked nervously in front of his throne, looking in the direction of the sound of artillery from time to time, with sweat on his forehead.
Finally, a soldier carrying a gun stumbled in, startling all the ministers present.
This was originally a place where soldiers were not allowed to enter with guns, but obviously the situation was chaotic and no one was restraining such things.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The West Gate has surrendered! Surrendered!" As soon as the soldier came in, he shouted a voice that made everyone's legs weak.
All the ministers were stunned on the spot. The hall, which had been buzzing with discussion before, suddenly became extremely quiet. Even a pin dropping on the ground seemed to be clearly heard.
Snapped! King Gemelin, whose eyes were blank, fell to the stone floor in front of the throne.
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Thank you, Teacher Zhang, for the reward. The update is a mess, and it is well deserved.
