Chapter 330: Suppression (Part II)
At this time, on the hill outside the city of Nicaea, Duke Andrews was observing all this, and at the same time keeping track of what was happening in it through the radio. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
This time, the kingdom of New Brad is determined to win, and he has planted a powerful army and has decided to destroy this potential threat in one fell swoop. The nobles thought they would be all right if they just got rid of Mikael, but in reality, Baldwin had already decided to eradicate the roots. Nicaea was too much of a threat to Constantinople, and the only way to do it was to make it disappear completely. As long as this threat is completely eliminated, Baldwin's ambition will be unhindered.
"Your Royal Highness, the fourth team has lost contact with us!" At this moment, the communications officer who was controlling the radio suddenly noticed that the signal to contact the fourth team was suddenly cut off. It wasn't the kind of interruption caused by radio interference, but it was as if it had suddenly been erased out of thin air. And this naturally means that something bad is happening.
"What?" Duke Andrews, who was immediately alert, couldn't help but be a little nervous, knowing that his subordinates were elite troops, and if they were attacked, it would be impossible to even cut off contact. "Are you sure?" Once again, Duke Andrews asked, if that was the case, then it was necessary to take a backup plan.
"Sure, Your Highness the Duke, I can't get any signal from them...... Wait a minute......" The signal soldier's face suddenly became very terrifying, which made Duke Andrews feel cold in his heart.
Could it be that something bad has happened again?
"What's wrong?" Watching the communications soldier press the communicator in his ear with one hand without saying a word, quietly waiting for something, and the look on his face became more and more ugly as time passed.
He raised his head and looked at Duke Andrews in front of him and said, "Duke, the first team was ambushed, they are mecha knights!" ”
"What did you say?"
Duke Andrews's face was full of incredulity, how could the mecha knight appear there, could it be said that the hangar had not been captured? But even then, isn't the second and third teams responsible for intercepting any knights who try to get close there? In front of him, the communications corpsman presented the message to him.
"Rescue! Rescue! The first team calls for help! We're under attack from a mech! Request support! Request support! The target cannot be cleared! The target cannot be cleared! Reading between the lines, Andrews could tell the desperation of his men.
At this time, outside the palace, the huge mecha was beginning to hold a killing feast, and the gunfire was continuous, and the screams were endless.
It was as if they were in hell, their pitch-black figures brushing shoulders with the rebels and the Rastins, the steam behind them turning into slender trails. Listening only to the bells in the church masked the desperate cries before dying...... Under the reflection of the raging fire, the ground was covered with blood and internal organs, and the black figure of the demon god wielded the giant sword of astonishing size, which was stained with blood, and it was with this violent weapon that Conses Dante smashed everything he passed, and every time a body was cut off, the more breathless the pressure brought by Conses Dante.
"Oh my God!"
Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Joseph didn't believe his eyes at all, just a short moment, the mecha killed nearly half of the people, the cannon had obviously fired at him, but it couldn't catch the other party's footsteps. He screamed and ran desperately out of the city, trying to find the protection of the others, but all he could see was fire and blood in the darkness of the night.
And the black T-shaped mecha followed closely behind Count Joseph, step by step, the other party had no intention of chasing, and Joseph understood that in the eyes of the knight, he was already a corpse.
"Knock-knock-" The mecha's pace got closer and closer, like the drumbeat of hell.
"Don't look down on people, I won't die here!" The man who was unwilling to sit still ran hoarsely, trying to shake off the other party, but this was just wishful thinking.
The present Count Joseph only wants to see a living person, and that is a living person.
It was just a random person, and for Joseph, who was desperate about this matter, he was the Savior who arrived in time, wanting to cry and kneel down in thanksgiving. But in fact, it was just a ridiculous luxury, and in the rear, the knight's arm swung violently, and the armor-piercing greatsword in his hand spun and threw it at a speed no less than a cannonball.
"No, no, don't-don't!" This nobleman was so ambitious, but at this moment it was all over.
Also watching this scene was King Mikael who slowly walked out of the palace and the ministers who supported him.
The whirling giant sword fell with a bang, stirring up dust and obscuring people's vision, but Joseph's ending was ridiculous, and that kind of death was really a little chilling. I'm afraid that the man with broken bones has now become a lump of flesh and blood!
Everyone looked at each other silently, it was clear that the knight was not one of theirs, and it was the first time they had seen such a wild way of fighting.
Apparently - the other party is someone sent by the Seljuk Khanate!
It's terrifying! Looking at the T-shaped mech, King Mikael couldn't help but mumble in his heart, and the guards around him didn't let their guard down. Even if it is a Seljuk person, maybe the next moment he will be an enemy.
It's terrifying! Looking at the T-shaped mech, King Mikael couldn't help but mumble in his heart, and the guards around him didn't let their guard down. Even if it is a Seljuk person, maybe the next moment he will be an enemy.
Staring at the T-mech, the roar of a four-stroke engine came from behind it, and it walked straight towards King Mikael.
Naturally, this caused a great commotion, because no one knew whether the person sitting in this mecha was an enemy or a friend. Everyone was watching nervously, and the soldiers couldn't help but put their fingers on the trigger, ready to fight at any moment.
However, King Mikael did not give the order for a long time, and the atmosphere became very tense, and everyone did not say a word, only the hum of the power core of the opponent's mecha.
At this time, Constance Dante's eyes in the mecha were low and terrifying, and the lake-blue eyes seemed to be unfazed, but in fact they were surging with a whirlpool of people to devour. It seemed that something ignited the black flame deep in his heart, and all over his body, the Knight King exuded a deadly murderous aura.