Thousands of naval soldiers rushed off the warship, like a sharp knife, into London's henchmen.

The Scotland Yard police, who were in charge of blocking the streets, were powerless to fight back, and in the face of the regular army, they were like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they scattered in all directions with two rifle volleys, leaving corpses in their wake.

"Don't fight! Don't be in love! ”

Toure rushed to the first array with his saber in his hand and shouted: "Palace! Palace! The goal is the royal palace! ”

Without horses, the sailors ran on their legs, through the streets, and in ten minutes repelled the police besieging the Capitol and headed for the palace.

In the palace, the bloody battle had entered the white-hot stage, and the red-eyed soldiers had long lost their discipline, and pounced on them like wild beasts, stabbing them into the enemy's chest, and the hot blood sprayed on their faces.

The Windsor Guards were losing six men in just one hour of battle, and the street fighting that broke out in the palace was simply more brutal than any battlefield, with every step cost, and the enemy was often unlimited, and their own side was in a situation of insufficient troops.

Bang!

A group of army soldiers broke open the door of the king's bedroom and fought a bloody battle with the remaining guards, who eliminated the guards only to find Rhodes IV lying on his bed, dying.

At the bedside, the queen had her back to them, her head bowed as if in mourning.

The soldiers looked at each other, not daring to make a move against the king, but they still recognized the status of King Rhodes IV, even if the other party's life was short, it was not something they could touch.

After hesitating again and again, the master chief gritted his teeth and waved: "Withdraw!" ”

Several soldiers exited the king's bedroom, closed the door, and continued their assault on the roof.

After the soldiers had left, the queen opened her eyes, and under her old countenance, there seemed to be a black snake writhing, and a black mist floating on the roof also dissipated.

In the corridor, the maids screamed and fled, and the red-eyed soldiers would not let them go, who knew who they would help?

Knocking over the maid with a knife, the army soldier came to the final staircase leading to the roof.

The second prince and the others are on the top of the building, as long as they get through here.

You can lay the big picture!

The staircase had already collapsed, and only a pile of rubble remained, which was not too much for the soldiers, and soon a ladder was brought and placed on the top floor, and one soldier bit the hilt of his knife and began to climb, and as soon as he poked his head out, a bullet pierced his head.

Thump!

The corpse was smashed down, and the blood was on the wet floor, seeing this scene, how did the master chief not know that the other party had already set up an ambush, just waiting for them to attack?

"Ensign! Shall we blow the floor slab down? One soldier proposed: "Just blow up the floor slabs and you can take down the enemy without much effort!" ”

"No way!"

The master chief immediately denied it, of course he knew that blowing up the floor slab was the best way, but it was not only the second prince on the roof, but also Nicholas von Manstein!

If you blow up a floor, you hurt or make the church think you are going to hurt Nicholas

It's not good!

Nicholas is just an ordinary person who doesn't know magic, in this case, he can only attack the fortifications little by little, and he can't turn the sky alone!

"Assault!"

Under the orders of the Master Chief, the soldiers climbed the ladder one by one, and then turned into corpses and fell, according to the information provided by the only surviving soldier, there were at least two or three hundred people on the roof of the building, and they still had enough ammunition to desperately hold the last position.

A small royal palace, with a mere thousand enemies, held off 20,000 troops for a whole hour! And this is when the army has already stormed the palace and engaged in street fighting!

"Bastard!"

Master Chief slammed his fist against the wall: "If it weren't for Nicholas von Manstein, we would have used the bomb a long time ago!" No matter how bad it is, you can set it on fire! ”

All it takes is a fire, or a few dozen pounds of explosives, and the Windsor Guards will be a joke.

However, the other party is confident, that is, you dare not set fire to the building or blow up the building, and you have to pay a painful price!

Now, there is no better way than to storm.

The soldiers who took down the fifth floor entered the various rooms, threw the ladder and hook rope to the top floor, and climbed up from all directions, and the soldiers in the building were not idle, climbing the ladder too slowly, so they simply stacked the hillside with the corpse and rushed to the top floor directly by stepping on the corpse

The fierce battle broke out again, and the second prince, who was hiding in the middle of the crowd, looked at the enemy who kept climbing up, his heart was pounding, almost jumping out of his chest, his head was also dizzy, and cold sweat was falling.

On the other hand, Ma Wei, who was holding Yunia, was much calmer, and Yunia was even eating candy, and the soldier's death seemed to resonate with her.

Perhaps, but definitely not much.

There were more and more enemies attacking the top floor, and the soldiers of the Windsor Guard became fewer and fewer, and gradually lost the initiative, and were forced to shrink into a circle and face it with difficulty.

"Don't use guns! Use the net! ”

I don't know who shouted, the overwhelming rope net was scattered, and the entangled soldiers waved their knives to cut the ropes, but they were pierced through by bayonets, and even were dragged out of the defensive circle and hacked to death with knives.

The sounds and smells of screams, blood, wails, scolding, and gunpowder smoke are intertwined and disgusting.

Just when the second prince was in despair.

Suddenly there was a roar in the streets!

It was not like a roar that a human could make, but more like some kind of beast, and everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a burly giant of individual size come out of the dark street, each of them three meters tall, with arms as thick as those of an adult man, full of explosive beauty, and the strips of cloth hanging from their clothes, which seemed to be naval clothing in terms of color.

Giant?!

No!

It's the Royal Navy with potions!

Seeing the Royal Navy, which was as burly as a giant, the eldest prince who had recovered quickly shouted at the soldiers surrounding the roof: "Hurry up! Kill Shukri! Kill him!!! ”

"Protect Your Highness!"

At the moment when the army soldiers raised their guns, Herrera led the Windsor Guards to block the second prince and Ma Wei, and there was a burst of gunfire, blood splattered, several guards fell in response, and Herrera was also shot in the waist.

"Nicholas. Nicholas! ”

The second prince hid behind Ma Wei tremblingly, and said in horror: "Save me. Help me."

"Your Highness don't be afraid, the rescue has arrived."

Mavi set his sights on the garden, there

A three-meter-tall giant is helping to run, every step will leave a deep footprint on the ground, when he came to the palace, his legs were forced, the whole person was like a cannonball, and fell on the roof with a bang, one leg stepped through the floor, and fell deeply.

"Toure Crowley!"

Ma Wei shouted: "Your Highness is here!" ”

The army soldiers were stupid and didn't understand where this monster came from, so they quickly turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger, and the bullet came out of the chamber.

Hercules' club can provide people with the strength of a giant, but that does not mean that it is invulnerable, too high muscle density has a certain defensiveness, but it still can't block bullets, and his too burly figure is undoubtedly a live target, Toure, who understands this, lifted the floor in front of him, resisted the first round of shooting, and rushed into the crowd, he didn't need a saber, just his fists, it was enough to clear the field.

With each swing of his arm, Toure fanned several Army soldiers off the roof, clearing an open space in the blink of an eye, and when the soldiers wanted to shoot, he would raise the floor to dodge and protect the vital point.

The bullet that didn't hit the vital point was really not enough in front of the three-meter-tall giant, and it did cause damage, but it was not fatal enough, and even made the opponent even more manic.

In the face of the mad giants, the soldiers of the army are terrified, they are not afraid of death, they are the bravest soldiers in the kingdom, but if they do not see the slightest hope of victory, everyone will be afraid.

What's more.

Giants like this, and thousands more down there.

"It's not fair! It's not fair! Why was he able to use potions!! ”

The eldest prince roared hoarsely, "I have potions too!" I have potions too! Why don't you let me use potions! ”

Not only him, but even the Archbishop of Cambury, who was standing in front of the pool in St. Paul's Cathedral, who was watching the battle, also asked: "Why did Nicholas use potions!" You don't allow the Grand Prince to use potions, but you allow him to use potions to equip the Royal Navy! It's not fair! ”

"There's no such thing as perfect fairness, Canbury." "Allowing the prince to carry out a coup d'état is already the biggest concession we have made, and the Holy See will not watch the chaos of the regime, isn't it just that we support the royal family to avoid this?" ”

"The Great Prince is an unstable factor, we gave him a chance, Nicholas did use potions, but he didn't give potions to the Windsor Guards, if the restrictions on the use of potions are lifted, do you think Nicholas will be afraid of the Great Prince?"

Archbishop Cambury was furious: "But he still used potions! It's against the rules! ”

"If I were to tell you one more thing, you wouldn't think so." "Nicholas came to me yesterday, and he said that he had a plan to help the second prince avoid this calamity, do you know what his plan is?" ”

"What?"

"Go and ask for help from other countries' embassies."

Ubli I was expressionless: "He can take the second prince to escape to the embassy of the Bonaparte Empire and the Frederick Kingdom in London, strictly speaking, it is the territory of other kingdoms, and the Cult of Wisdom and the Cult of the Ruling God have arranged for saints, do you think that if Nicholas asks them for asylum and makes some conditions in the name of the Manstein Potions Company, they will not agree?" ”

"This" Archbishop Cambury's eyes widened, "He's a potions dealer for our church!" How can we make conditions without our consent? ”

"Here's the problem, he could do it, but he consulted me in advance, he could be unfair, he could have made the Grand Prince's illusions come to naught at the beginning of the coup, but he still gave the Grand Prince hope, and this is for the sake of the face of the church, and for the sake of your face, Cambury."

Ubre I said solemnly: "Fair, what do you think is fair?" I think justice is far more important than fairness, and Nicholas has made many concessions, and you shouldn't have to take an inch. ”

Looking at Ubley I, and then at Archbishop Brandon and Archbishop Leviu, who were silent, Archbishop Cumberley suddenly laughed, and the laughter was mixed with a hint of desolation.

"Forgive you for having discussed it a long time ago. You have painted a beautiful fairy tale for me, for the eldest prince, but all this is false."

"Cumberley, your temper is too short-tempered, we didn't mean to hide it from you, the current international situation is very tense, the Cult of Wisdom has always wanted to get Nicholas, we can't miss the overall situation for the sake of a secular regime."

Shaking his head, the Archbishop of Cambury left the hall without looking back, his back looking extremely lonely.

He lost, he lost from the beginning, all unrealistic fantasies were made by others, he could never win - the moment Nicholas became a potions dealer, the end was already doomed.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! ”

The eldest prince felt a splitting headache, opened his eyes, and found himself sitting in a carriage, and the Marquis of Brecon was looking at him: "What is wrong with me?" ”

"Your Highness, you were so angry just now!" The Marquis of Brecken said quickly: "We have failed, the Royal Navy has betrayed, and the Army has suffered heavy losses!" The tide is over! Your Highness, I'll take you out of the city, and let's flee to the kingdom of Carlos and look for opportunities there! ”

"Opportunity. Will I still have a chance? The eldest prince muttered.

"There must be!" Marquis Brecken's eyes were red: "As long as Your Highness is alive, you will have a chance!" ”

Turning his head, he looked at the Marquis of Brecken, the eldest prince opened his dry lips and asked, "What about the others?" ”

"They. They're all there."

The Marquis of Brecon gritted his teeth, refusing to tell the news that the others were rushing to surrender.

"Oh, I see. It's me who lost."

The eldest prince said in a hoarse voice, "What about you? Why are you still here? ”

"Your Highness, I have watched you grow up since I was a child, how could I abandon you at this moment?"

"Shukri won't let me go, he'll definitely kill me"

The eldest prince took a deep breath: "Stop." ”

"What did you say, Your Highness?"

"I said stop!"

The coachman tightened the reins, the carriage stopped in the middle of the road, and the Marquis of Brecon said urgently: "Your Highness, what are you doing when you stop the car!" I'm about to get out of town! ”

"Don't go out of the city. I'm not running away. ”

The eldest prince's voice trembled and said: "I can't escape, if I run now, I will implicate many people, Brecken, you go, you know where my money is hidden, even if you don't have a title, you will also live well, if I live, Shukry will send someone to hunt me down forever."

"Your Highness!"

"Say no more! I've made up my mind! ”

The eldest prince opened the door and pushed the Marquis of Brecon out of the carriage: "Get out!" Get out of here! ”

Closing the door, the eldest prince patted the carriage and said loudly: "I still have a wish that has not been fulfilled"

"Going to Clarence Palace? Your Highness? The coachman asked.

"Don't go to Helena!"