Rabat City, Udaya Castle.
The war would not be affected by external disturbances, and the progress of the war would not be stagnant because of individual will. While the Mediterranean Lords were discussing, Rabat City was already in the flames of war.
The first to suffer was Udaya Castle.
In the face of a premeditated and well-designed surprise attack, Udaya Castle's counterattack seemed a little weak. The more than 20 cannons of the castle were fired only twice before they were all destroyed.
In this way, Udaya Castle lost the power to fight back.
At this moment, cannonballs crossed the wall and directly exploded inside the castle.
The hateful cannonballs seemed to have eyes, focusing on the barracks of the imperial guards inside the castle, causing heavy losses to the imperial guards who had not yet reacted.
What followed was a frenzied bombardment.
Under the attack of countless cannonballs from all angles, the narrow castle no longer had a safe place. It was plunged into a sea of fire, like an endless hell.
This was a completely asymmetrical war.
The Mediterranean Fleet was unprepared. Before the war began, Alvaro had obtained intelligence from the Black Snake Guards, including which warship was parked at which coordinates and which cannon was aimed at which target.
The garrison of the castle was in a mess. They had no choice but to abandon the castle and retreat to the capital. If they stayed any longer, they could only be buried with the castle.
In less than an hour, the steel castle, regarded as the sentinel of the capital, fell, turned into a sea of fire, and eventually burned to ruins.
The war was ruthless, and the sea of fire was merciless.
There were less than 40,000 imperial guards who escaped from the castle, and they were all smoked black. But for these imperial guards, the disaster had just begun.
Udaya Castle was built on a promontory and was only connected to the land by a narrow road.
This was the only way for the imperial guards to retreat. How could the Mediterranean Fleet, which was docked in the port and on the sea, let go of this excellent opportunity to beat the enemy when they were down.
As soon as the imperial guards walked out of the castle gate, the cannons on the warships changed targets.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! "
Almost at the same time as the Imperial Guards rushed out of the castle, artillery shells exploded in the army formation, causing people to be thrown off their feet. Those who were unlucky enough to be hit by the cannonball fell to the ground with injuries. If there was no one to treat them, it would be hard for them to escape death. If it was serious, they would be blown into pieces. Blood splattered everywhere, and minced meat flew everywhere.
“oh，**！”
How was this a path of retreat? It was simply a dead end that led straight to hell.
"Charge! Let's kill as many as we can!"
Seeing that there was no way out, the general could only try his luck. If one was courageous and charged forward, there would still be a chance of survival. If one was timid and stopped moving, only death awaited them.
"Charge!"
As the saying goes: Put yourself in a dead end and you will be reborn.
A group of imperial guards, who had no way out, braved the gunfire and embarked on a path of no return that was destined to be soaked in blood. On the way out, cannon fire roared incessantly, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
From time to time, soldiers could be seen being blasted into the air by cannonballs, their blood staining the sky.
Even if they jumped into the sea, they would not be able to escape death. The Mediterranean Fleet was not only equipped with cannons, but also had tens of thousands of soldiers on the warships. What followed the cannon fire was a rain of arrows.
Less than five kilometers of the promontory was completely soaked in blood. Corpses were strewn all over the ground, and flesh and blood were badly mangled. It was like an endless hell, and even the surrounding seawater was dyed bright red.
In the end, only less than one out of ten truly survived.
By the time the imperial guards left the firing range of the cannons, there were less than five thousand imperial guards left alive. Even so, there were many who were wounded, and even the general of the garrison had unfortunately died in battle.
The two sides had not even engaged in direct combat, but the Moroca imperial guards had already lost one-fifth of their forces. No one would believe it if they said it out loud.
The power of the cannons was evident.
The surviving imperial guards were all pale. Some looked back at the path they had come from, and when they saw the corpses of their comrades, they vomited non-stop, even spitting out bile.
What they regretted the most now was probably eating breakfast.
Even if they were veterans of the battlefield, they had never seen such a tragic scene. This was not a fight of the same level, but a merciless massacre.
The Moroca imperial guards did not have any strength to retaliate, and they could only endure passively. They used their flesh and blood to carve out a path of blood, using close to ninety percent of them to exchange for the survival of a few of their comrades.
Even so, the soldiers were still rejoicing.
"At least, they survived, right? This is a miracle in itself. "
After a short rest, the imperial guards moved again.
"Let's go, to the west gate!"
The remaining imperial guards didn't dare to retreat to the north gate because the entire north wall was currently under the bombardment of the cannons of the Mediterranean Fleet. They decided to take a detour and go to the west gate that was closest to the sea. The field army of the Great Xia Dynasty had yet to arrive at the battlefield, and the remaining troops had temporarily escaped and successfully retreated into the city.
After knowing that Udaya Castle had fallen and that the fifty thousand imperial guards were almost wiped out, Muhammad VI's face turned pale, and he nearly lost his balance. He seemed to have a premonition that Moroca was doomed this time.
In the first round of the Kingdom War, Moroca was completely defeated!
…
After taking down Udaya Castle, the second formation of the Mediterranean Fleet followed into the Brygreg River.
Seeing this, the first formation temporarily stopped ravaging the north wall of Rabat and once again went upstream. In just a short while, the north wall was already riddled with holes.
There were no less than twenty large collapsed holes on the wall, and the location of the city gate was directly razed to the ground. Tens of thousands of civilians were unfortunately hit by stray bullets and died on the spot.
In front of the Great Xia Dynasty was already an undefended city.
Seeing this, in addition to leaving fifty thousand imperial guards to guard the palace and fifty thousand imperial guards to guard the other three walls, Muhammad VI mobilized a total of one hundred thousand imperial guards to set up defenses in the north city area.
The imperial guards would temporarily build a defensive fortification using the houses and streets in the city as the foundation.
Otherwise, there was no way to fight this battle.
As for the defense of the other three walls, they could only rely on the combat professional players in the city. In just an hour, more than five hundred thousand players teleported from the satellite city to Rabat.
The guilds in Morocco reached an unprecedented consensus. With the leaders of the five strongest guilds as the core, they quickly formed a guild alliance, unified command and dispatch all the players in the city, and cooperated with the imperial guards to set up defenses everywhere in the city.
For everyone, they had no way out.
At this time, they could only fight to the death.
Therefore, what followed was a tough battle, and the national war was about to enter the second stage.
…
The first formation of the Mediterranean Fleet went upstream for no other reason than to attack the satellite city with artillery. Without uprooting the satellite city, the field army would not dare to boldly launch an all-out attack on Rabat City.
Otherwise, if the expeditionary army of the Great Xia Dynasty was launching a fierce attack on Rabat City, and the Moroccan players suddenly teleported back to the satellite city and attacked the expeditionary army's rear, it would really be a big problem for the expeditionary army.
Naturally, the expeditionary army would not make such a common sense mistake.
Before attacking Rabat City, they had to first destroy the teleportation formation in the satellite city to avoid future trouble.
This time, the satellite city was in trouble as well.
The players in the satellite city were already densely packed, and under the sudden artillery attack, they did not dare to stay. One by one, they crazily squeezed into the teleportation formation. The scene was paralyzed, and there was almost a stampede.
At this time, the players only wanted to save their lives, and they did not have the self-awareness to queue up.
There was only one teleportation formation, and the scene was crowded, people pushing and stepping on each other. The angry roars of men, the screams of women, the complaints of the elderly, the crying of children, and all sorts of other sounds joined together, creating a cacophony.
The helpless child shivered in the crowded crowd. Other than the child's mother, no one paid attention to him.
At the juncture of life and death, no one could remain calm, and the ugliness of human nature would often be exposed in such moments. At this time, what was needed was not moral condemnation, but forceful suppression.
Fortunately, there were still people in the satellite city who were calm at the critical moment.
Upon receiving the news, the guard guild of the satellite city stood up in time and immediately organized an elite team to rush to the scene to maintain order. Anyone who dared to cut the line was directly thrown to the back of the line.
If they did not comply, they would be faced with bloody suppression and teach them how to behave.
On the spot, two of the loudest players were killed by the elite team, bleeding for five steps, and their corpses were strewn on the spot. At this time, if they did not kill a few chickens, they would not be able to suppress the monkeys.
As expected, with the support of the guard guild, the situation was gradually controlled, and the situation did not worsen further. If the Moroccan players killed each other over the teleportation formation, they would never be able to raise their heads in the world again.
In just a short while, there were already hundreds of players who were seriously injured by the stomps.
Seeing this scene, the Moroccan players who had woken up were all ashamed, and consciously queued up. The young people even took the initiative to let the elderly and children teleport away first.
The life players of the doctor profession stayed behind, taking the initiative to treat their injured compatriots.
The radiance of humanity bloomed again.
The players would never have thought that they would become so crazy and lose their humanity all of a sudden.
In the end, it was the sudden war that made everyone's nerves too tense, and they became uncontrollable after being slightly stimulated by the outside world. This was human nature.
Otherwise, the players wouldn't have panicked so much just because of a single round of cannon fire. No matter how powerful the cannons of the Mediterranean Fleet were, the damage they could do to the city was still very limited.
Even so, the players of the satellite city still quickened their pace of retreat, no longer hesitating.
Based on the current situation, there was no point in staying in the satellite city. Instead, it might be conquered by the enemy. If that was the case, it was better to collectively retreat to the capital city.
The caution and cunning of the Great Xia Dynasty made the Moroccan players fearful.
By ten in the morning, apart from a small number of players who were deep in the Underworld and could not return, the entire satellite city was basically an empty city.
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