In an instant, a large number of people rushed to the city gate.
During the war, the city gates were naturally closed, but the citizens did not care. They clamored for the soldiers to open the gates. The soldiers guarding the city naturally wouldn't allow it. The enemy was currently attacking the city. Opening the city gates now would be inviting a wolf into the house.
The people didn't care. In the face of life and death, the fall of their country didn't seem that important anymore. As more and more people gathered near the city gate, the situation seemed to be going out of control.
The surging crowd was ready to break through the Imperial Guards' defensive line.
Not far from them, the fire spread further, and thick smoke billowed.
Seeing this, the commoners became even more excited. Some people were already preparing to break in. There was no lack of family members of the Imperial Guards in the crowd. It was inevitable that they would plead for leniency and scold those bastards.
"Quick, report to the general!"
Cold sweat trickled down the forehead of the guard at the city gate. He could only ask the commander of the Imperial Guards, Ismail.
Ismail was currently in the North City District. When he received the report, his expression changed. When the fire suddenly broke out in the city, Ismail had already realized that something was wrong. When the enemy fighter jets flew over from the sky, his heart skipped a beat.
Following that, all kinds of urgent reports were sent to Ismail.
If someone deliberately set a fire, they would need to ask Ismail for permission to arrest the arsonist. If they were to organize a forced demolition, they would also need Ismail to mobilize the Imperial Guards. Now that the city gate was in an emergency, Ismail was even more needed to make a decision.
Ismail was almost certain that the explosion of the oil depot was not an accident. Otherwise, why didn't it explode earlier or later? Why did it have to explode when the enemy was attacking the city? Moreover, there were three explosions at the same time.
The arson and bombing further confirmed Ismail's speculation.
"This is a massacre, a war criminal!"
Ismail's expression was hideous. He did not expect the Great Xia Dynasty to resort to such a vicious method.
While Ismail was hesitating, Mehmed VI sent someone to Ismail and asked the royal guards to cover the evacuation of the royal family.
"At once, at once!" Mohammed VI's words were tough and anxious.
Obviously, Mohammed VI no longer had any hope of defending the royal city. If he evacuated the capital and successfully escaped from Morocco, Mohammed VI still had a chance to escape to a neighboring country and become a wandering king.
If they stayed in Rabat, they would either perish in the fire or be killed by the enemy.
It was simply too easy to choose between the two.
Seeing this, Ismail sighed. His Majesty's orders could not be disobeyed. However, it was not an easy task to escort the members of the royal family away, or even to flee to a neighboring country. He needed to plan carefully.
Thinking of this, Ismail decided to bring his team to the palace.
Inside the palace, Mohammed VI and the core high-ranking officials of Morocco had gathered together. When he saw Ismail, it was as if he had seen his savior, and he no longer had the arrogance of the past.
"Ismail, tell me what you think." Although Mohammed VI was old, he wasn't muddle-headed. He knew that if he left the city so casually, it would be tantamount to walking right into a trap.
On the way to the palace, Ismail had already thought it through. He said, "Your Majesty, this is what I think. A large number of commoners have gathered at the city gate. Why don't we beat them at their own game and open the gate, sneaking into the crowd and taking the opportunity to escape from the city? Let's wait until we get out of the city. "
"Alright, let's do that!" Mohammed VI was overjoyed.
The next step was easy. The big shots found the clothes of the commoners and quietly blended into the crowd under the protection of the imperial guards who were also in disguise.
At the same time, Ismail issued two military orders. One was to order the guards at the city gate to open the gate and let the commoners out of the city, and the other was to order the imperial guards and the players who were still fighting to continue fighting.
At critical moments, Ismail could also be stone-hearted.
Without the army to hold back the enemy, once the enemy attacked the palace, they would immediately discover that the king had escaped. In that case, they might not be able to successfully escape to the neighboring country under the pursuit of the cavalry.
At around eleven in the morning, the city gates opened in unison.
A large number of commoners poured out of the city gates like a tidal wave and arrived outside the city. Sure enough, the expeditionary army attacking the city had long since received orders not to harm the innocent.
The commoners in the city were able to leave the capital smoothly and disappear majestically into the wilderness, fleeing in all directions. Some chose to go to cities like Casabianca, some chose to hide in the mountains, and some stayed not far from the city. They were still hoping to return to the capital one day.
Mohammed VI and the others naturally escaped the calamity amidst the bustling crowd. In order not to attract attention, Ismail only brought along five hundred imperial guards, all of whom were his personal guards.
As for the Moroccan players, they basically didn't go far.
The world was vast, but there was no place for them to stay. Once the national war was lost, no matter where they were, dead or alive, they would be forcefully teleported to the trial grounds by Gaia.
Since that was the case, there was no need to go through all the trouble.
The siege continued. The fighting players were in high spirits and were already prepared to die, turning a blind eye to the fire in the city. However, the morale of the Moroccan imperial guards was gradually weakening, especially after they saw a large number of commoners leaving the city. They lost even more fighting spirit.
When Bai Qi saw this, he ordered to speed up the pace of the attack. They had to finish the battle in one fell swoop.
At the same time, Black Serpent, who was still guarding Labate City, was the first to notice the abnormality in the city. Not to mention anything else, the palace was simply too quiet. Even the legendary guardian beast of the kingdom did not appear.
Moroccan's guardian beast was a golden lion. It was rather psychic and had already awakened when Labate City was under attack. As long as the palace was not attacked, it would not take the initiative to attack.
Mohammed VI's retreat greatly disappointed the golden lion. According to the rules of the national war set by Gaia, if the king abandoned the city and fled, the guardian beast could directly choose to continue sleeping.
Once the kingdom changed owners, the guardian beast would automatically follow suit.
Black Serpent secretly came to the palace and saw that the palace's defense was lax. There was no one to put out the fire, so he became even more suspicious. "Go, let's go in and take a look," Black Serpent ordered.
The accompanying secret agent said, "Sir, isn't this too risky?"
Black Serpent shook his head and said, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained. If we don't figure out what's going on inside, it will be our dereliction of duty. I don't want to be reprimanded by His Majesty again."
The secret agent was speechless after hearing that.
Fortunately, they were also skilled and daring, so it did not take much effort to sneak into the palace.
As such, Black Serpent became even more suspicious. He had a faint bad guess in his heart and said, "There's no need to search. Let's go see if Mohammed VI is still there."
"Sir, you suspect that Mohammed VI has escaped?" The secret agent was bewildered.
Black Serpent did not come to a conclusion and only said, "Let's take a look first."
"Yes!"
Soon, they searched the inside and outside of the palace, but naturally, they found nothing.
"Damn it, he really escaped." Black Serpent's face was livid.
The secret agent said doubtfully, "That can't be. We have people secretly monitoring all the city gates, but we didn't see them leave the city."
"Idiot, do you think they would swagger out of the city? They must have disguised themselves as ordinary people and sneaked out of the city. It was so chaotic at the city gate at that time, and there were so many people. How could we see clearly? "Black Serpent was furious.
The secret agent was ashamed and asked carefully, "Then, what do we do now?"
Black Serpent's expression was still calm. Suddenly, he smiled strangely and said, "It's good that they escaped. It can be considered as a great help to our army. Immediately spread the news that Mohammed VI has abandoned the city and escaped, especially to the Moroca Imperial Guards. Also, send someone to inform His Majesty and Commander Bai Qi. "
"Yes!" The secret agent understood immediately and smiled.
…
When the Moroca Imperial Guards received the news, they did not believe it at first. When someone went to the palace to confirm it, there was an uproar. Not only Mohammed VI, but the soldiers also could not find Ismail.
Thinking of this, the military order that Ismail had conveyed earlier was chilling.
The Moroca Imperial Guards were in an uproar and no longer had the will to fight. They either gave up and wanted to escape with the people, or simply surrendered.
Since it was Mohammed VI who had betrayed them first, the soldiers did not feel any psychological pressure to surrender.
Bai Qi had also received the news long ago and immediately ordered the frontline troops to withdraw. Naturally, the surrender of the Moroca Imperial Guards was not refused.
From the looks of it, the siege was unexpectedly smooth. The expeditionary army did not even need to attack the city, and the battle was basically settled, saving a lot of trouble and sacrifices.
As for the urban combat training on the deserted island, it was naturally not needed.
Bai Qi, however, did not have any regrets about this.
Other than ordering a ceasefire at the frontline, Bai Qi also did three things. First, he ordered the army to strictly investigate the people who left the city to prevent the Imperial Guards or the city officials from taking the opportunity to sneak out of the city.
At the same time, he also advised the people to temporarily settle in the wilderness and not go far.
Second, Bai Qi called for Lu Bu and had him lead a cavalry division to immediately spread out to pursue Mohammed VI and his men.
"If you find Mohammed VI, there is no need to ask for permission. Execute him on the spot. As for the others, escort them back to the city and hand them over to His Majesty, "Bai Qi instructed.
"I understand!"
Lu Bu accepted the order and led his men away. Accompanying him were the secret agents of the Black Serpent Guards. Without the guidance of the secret agents, Lu Bu was unfamiliar with the geography of Morocco. Secondly, he did not know Mohammed VI. How would he be able to pursue them?
The third thing Bai Qi did was to order the army to conscript the young men among the people to once again enter the city to extinguish the fire. Although the fire had already spread throughout the city, it was better to save as many people as possible.
As the expeditionary army took the initiative to withdraw from the frontline, the number of Moroca Imperial Guards who surrendered increased. This battle had allowed them to witness the might of the Great Xia Dynasty. Naturally, they knew that they had met a wise ruler.
Naturally, there were also Imperial Guards who would rather die than submit. All of them had one thing in common. Either their homes had been burned down or their loved ones had died in the fire.
With a knot in their hearts, it was only natural that they did not want to surrender to the enemy.
Naturally, there were also those who did not know about this. After all, the city was too chaotic and they had no chance to reunite with their families. Thus, they could only surrender first. As for what would happen if they were to find out that their loved ones had died in the future, there was no telling what would happen.
The most awkward one was none other than the Moroca players who were fighting on the city walls. They were in a dilemma. There was no point in surrendering. If they fought, the expeditionary army would not play with them. How tragic.
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