Before the others could understand what had happened, they saw a sudden shout of killing in the direction of the West City Gate, screaming and killing, and those Zenit elite star warriors who had 'lucky' fled back to the city wall suddenly turned into a rebellion, and even raised their butcher knives towards their robes and companions.

"Those people...... It's a Barcelona guy pretending to be damn it!"

This time everyone understood.

It turned out that there were magicians on the battlefield before, and suddenly there was a lot of gunsmoke, filling the sky, and blocking everyone's sight, in that battle, more than two hundred Zenit elite star warriors were slaughtered in an instant, and with the cover of gunsmoke, the Barcelona warriors who had been prepared for a long time changed into the costumes of Zenit soldiers, pretending to be Zenit warriors.

Such a ploy deceived everyone, and easily climbed the city wall along the cable that had been erected on the wall, and suddenly attacked.

At the same time, the army of Barcelona under the city suddenly cooperated with the 150 disguised warriors and launched a surging attack on the city of Zenit.

In the sky above the Barcelona army, four extreme powerhouses soared into the air.

In addition to Busquez, who has recovered from his injuries, Alves and Mascherano have all appeared, and Pedro, who has been injured and disappeared, also appeared on the opposite side.

The terrifying power unleashed by the four Extreme Dao powerhouses was like a raging wave, frantically slapping against the city of St. Petersburg, and the [Mother Earth Guardian] magic array was like a pool of water that had been crumpled by a hurricane, causing layers of terrifying ripples, as if it was in danger of being crushed at any time.

It was clearly an outpouring attack and the Barcelona man threw in an unprecedented amount of force.

A long-premeditated conspiracy.

"Quick, adjutant, you come to command the battle at the South City Gate, transfer the elite reserve battalion, and go with me to the West City Gate to support. Granero was so anxious that he rushed to the west gate with hundreds of elite soldiers as soon as possible.

He knew that the key to the outcome of this battle was on the West City Gate.

If those disguised Barcelonans took control of the pivot of the West Gate, let go of the Gate, or destroyed all kinds of magic and mechanisms on the West Gate, and destroyed the defensive equipment, it would be a catastrophe for the Zenits.

As for the four Barcelona pole powerhouses in the sky, this level of battle is not Granero's turn to worry about, and there are Yashin the Great and Lampard and others to face it.

Sure enough, in the next moment, an extremely powerful aura rose from the city of St. Petersburg, and four dazzling flames of light flickered into the sky, it was none other than Yashin the Great, Hasselbaink, Lampard, and a Chambord City powerhouse who later came to the imperial capital, which was said to come from the [Black Clothed Sanctuary] sect, one of the branches of the Holy See.

Eight extremely powerful breaths, catching and fighting on the high heavenly dome.

There was a rumbling crackling sound, as if the end of the world was coming, and black cracks were cracked in the sky, fleeting, as if a painting had been torn apart, and the terrible aftermath of the fighting spirit spread like a cloud of radiant lead from a nuclear explosion.

Granero's long hair and red beard were blown wildly by the strong wind, and he dragged his long knife backwards and led hundreds of elite soldiers all the way to the west gate as fast as he could.

But the scene in front of him stunned Granero and the supporting soldiers.

"What's going on, what about the enemy?"

The expected scene of fighting and screaming did not appear, the ground was covered with dense corpses of soldiers, the four princes stood under the enemy tower in shock, and the guards in black armor defended him three layers inside and three layers outside, and the priceless city-guarding magic equipment from Chambord City was indeed more than half damaged, and the parts were in pieces.

"What about the enemy?" shouted Granero.

"Kill...... Kill them all!" replied one of the Westgate legions, stunned by Granero's furious appearance.

"Have they all been killed?" Granello frowned, the strong sense of danger in his heart did not dissipate.

"Hmph, it's you again, Granero, what kind of thing are you, dare to give orders in the defense area where the prince is stationed, get out of here!" The frightened fourth prince saw Granero and screamed like a frightened hen, and it seemed that the change just now scared him a lot.

"Then what are you? What the hell have you done, you shit-eating idiot? Ahhhhh......h

At this time, Granero also completely tore his face, and angrily rebuked the four princes in front of all the soldiers and officers.

Such a hearty angry scolding made all the soldiers feel that a grievance in their hearts had been vented a little.

"You ......" The fourth prince Christo was mad, pointed at Granero for a long time, didn't know what to say, took a few breaths, and then sneered: "What if the magic machinery is damaged? Let the arsenal in Chambord City speed up the construction of a batch of tributes, what's so difficult about this? At the moment of national crisis, does he still have to sit back and ignore the Chambord king?"

Granero was about to explode.

And this idiot still can't figure out the situation, trying to suppress Chambord City with the order of the royal family, can't he see that Chambord City is no longer under the control of the imperial family?

Is this kind of idiot full of poop in his head?

Granero was so angry that he almost went over to beat this stupid prince, but it was several officers around him who firmly held him down, so as to avoid a more obvious conflict, and forced himself to calm down, Granero ordered the soldiers around him: "Quick, count the corpses, count the people." ”

"Yes. ”

The soldiers counted the number of corpses on the ground, and then distinguished the corpses of the soldiers on both sides - the Barcelonans and the Zenit were very different in appearance and appearance, and they were easily recognizable, and in less than ten minutes, the numbers were obtained.

"Your Excellency, five hundred and seventy-one of our soldiers have been killed, and the names have been confirmed, and there are a hundred corpses of the people of Barcelona. ”

"What?" Granero was shocked: "A hundred, what about the other fifty or so? Just now, it was clear that more than 150 Barcelona people returned to the city wall in disguise, where did those 50 or so go?"

Hearing Granero say this, everyone remembers.

The number of Barcelona warriors who climbed up the cable in disguise was definitely more than one hundred and fifty, but why were there only a hundred corpses here? Where did the other fifty or so Barcelona warriors go? Are they still lurking in the crowd?

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The first update