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Wearing traditional desert robes.

The man who slowly walked into the hall of the palace had a sallow complexion, and the look between his brows looked sickly and lax.

he--

It was the mysterious person who manipulated the corpse doll in St. Mary's Port and fought against Black Pearl several times!

"His Majesty......"

Kneeling on one knee, the man's body trembled inexplicably, and said in a low voice: "Mecca is late, and His Majesty was surprised, and I beg Your Majesty to come down!"

"Get up!"

Hastily stepped down from the throne.

The old old king lifted him tremblingly, and said with trembling lips, "Okay...Okay, as long as you are here, the imperial city of Jakarta will still be saved."

The palace guards on both sides of the hall were silent, their faces full of anticipation.

As the old king said--

This seemingly weak man in front of them is indeed their last hope to guard the imperial city!

Mecca.Kerr, known as the most talented night watchman in the Emirate of Barcelona, ​​served as the commander of the royal guard before he was 30 years old!

He has saved the country's political power in distress several times.

Those who admire him call him the ultimate backbone of the Emirate of Barcelona, ​​while those who hate him cast aside all kinds of insults and insult him as the eagle dog of the decadent dynasty!

It is no exaggeration to say.

In the past ten years, the reason why this country has not been reduced to the point of destruction is entirely because of his existence!

"Your Majesty is serious..."

Slowly getting up, Mecca gritted his teeth and said, "Unfortunately, this time I went out to search for the whereabouts of the princess in the name of the team, but I found nothing after all... If Her Royal Highness is here..."

"Ugh......"

A trace of desolation flashed across the old face, the old king shook his head and said: "I can't blame you for this matter. When she turned against me and fled to the people privately, I was already disheartened..."

Gritting his teeth, the old king angrily reprimanded: "Zhen, just pretend that I never had this daughter!"

The sallow face was full of sorrow, Mecca frowned and remained silent.

If Susan was willing to come forward to wake up the "origin freak", the situation in the Emirate of Barcelona may have stabilized long ago.

People in the world say that Mecca is the hope of the Emirate of Barcelona, ​​but they don't know that the key person who is really capable of quelling civil strife has always been in the royal family!

"Cough cough..."

Coughing twice violently, Maijia covered her mouth and leaned forward, almost unable to straighten up.

It looked like a patient with advanced lung cancer.

"Are you ok?"

With a backhand to support Mecca, the old king asked with a worried face: "You, your body..."

"Don't bother Your Majesty, it's still an old problem..."

Gently raised his hand.

Mecca straightened up his sickly body stubbornly, and said in a deep voice: "The top priority, I must quickly rectify the military affairs and expel all the rebels from the holy city of Jakarta, otherwise, I am afraid that the country will not be stable... ..”

After speaking, he bowed respectfully, turned around and walked out of the hall.

Silently watching the back of the other party drifting away.

The old king slowly stretched out his hand, intending to persuade Mecca to take care of his health, but he swallowed the words...

The building collapsed, and the country was torn apart!

As a king, he has no one he can trust...except this man in front of him!

"Susan, is this the result you want to see..."

Suddenly raised his head, the old king was full of melancholy, and muttered to himself with tears in his eyes: "Where are you now?!"

......

Rapid non-stop coughing.

Mecca covered her mouth and walked out of the palace hall quickly.

In front of the door, several people who looked like military officers had been waiting in line for a long time!

"salute!"

The leading officer ordered loudly: "Welcome General Mecca to return to the army!"

wow——

The officers are ready to go.

They all wore the golden military uniforms of the Royal City Army of the Emirate of Barcelona, ​​and their brows were full of awe.

Although his face was covered with a lot of bloodstains and ashes, he still gave a standard military salute to Mecca in a uniform manner.

"Everyone has worked hard..."

Nodding in satisfaction, Mecca asked in a deep voice, "How is the current battle situation around the imperial city?"

"Report to General!"

One of the officers responded loudly: "An hour ago, the troops of the major warlords and rebels have withdrawn from the imperial city, and they are currently stationed in Lushui Town, ten kilometers to the south, and they should be resting for a while! "

After three days and three nights of storming, the rebels were still unable to break into the core imperial city of Jakarta.

It must have paid a heavy price!

After taking a long breath, Mecca asked again: "What about the casualties of our army, how many people are left?"

Slightly startled, everyone showed embarrassment.

"Say!"

Frowning, Mecca asked: "What I want is the real situation!"

"The situation is not optimistic..."

It was the same officer just now, but he clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth: "Brothers have suffered heavy casualties, the imperial city is directly under the imperial guards, and now there are only more than 1 people left... There are more than [-] of them. The wounded, in fact, have less than [-] people with combat effectiveness, and as for the brothers in the elite group, more than half of them have been reduced..."

The imperial guards are the ace elite responsible for defending the holy city of Yakarta.

After reorganizing a team of 10 people, after experiencing this war, there is no one left...

The elite group is the night watchman army with biological force field talent in the imperial guards, and has always been directly under the jurisdiction of Mecca.

In a team of more than 1000 people, only three or four hundred survived by chance...

Slightly taken aback, Mecca then closed her eyes in grief and indignation.

These people are good brothers who have been with him through life and death for ten years, and most of them have followed Mecca to fight everywhere, and now their bones are buried in Qingshan. One can imagine the feeling!

"Why are there so many casualties?"

Gritting his teeth silently, Mecca said in a deep voice, "Even if there are a large number of rebels, relying on the city defense system should not lead to such a result..."

Mecca knows best the combat effectiveness of the troops he cultivated by himself.

Although those rebels looked extremely fierce, they were nothing more than a mob in the end. No matter in terms of weapons and equipment, training, and personal strength, they were no match for the imperial guards!

What's more, the city defense of the holy city of Jakarta is not made of mud.

Waiting for work with ease, under the circumstances of attacking from the ground and defending from the ground, and causing such a large loss and casualty, there must be something else hidden!

"Say! What's going on?!" Mecca shouted angrily.

The officers in front of them all lowered their heads and told the truth helplessly.

It turned out that in order to quickly capture the imperial city, the rebel alliance shamelessly attacked the civilians in Yakarta.

The ruthless artillery fire covered a large area of ​​residential areas outside the imperial city!

So ever.

In order to protect these innocent people, the old king personally issued an order requiring the Guards to transfer hundreds of thousands of civilians to the inner city of the imperial capital for resettlement at all costs.

A large number of soldiers turned into dead souls in the cannon fodder and chaos, which resulted in more than half of the casualties!

"These bastards..."

Gritting his teeth angrily, Mecca couldn't bear to continue to reprimand the officers in front of him.

As soldiers, they have fulfilled their duties and responsibilities, defending the safety of the common people with their lives and blood, and no one is qualified to make irresponsible remarks.

Fortunately...after three days and three nights of fierce fighting, the rebel alliance still failed to break into the imperial city, and chose to retreat for the time being.

It is also a blessing in misfortune.

"The rebels are sure to make a comeback..."

After a moment of calm, Mecca ordered slowly.

"Hurry up and treat the wounded now, replenish as many troops as possible, and send out scout teams to strengthen patrols within three kilometers of Jakarta, eliminate all suspicious armed forces, and prepare for the next big battle."

A group of officers responded immediately, in fact they had already arranged these trivial matters.

"Report--"

At the end of the corridor, an orderly came trotting hurriedly.

Regardless of the etiquette, he shouted out of breath.

"The scout patrol found a small group of suspicious militants outside the city...the opponents are all professional night watchmen. The patrol team is no match at all. We hereby request the elite team to fight!"

The only ones who can deal with the Night Watchmen are Night Watchmen who can also control armed freaks.

It is difficult for ordinary soldiers to shake them at all!

"night guard!?"

Squinting his eyes, Mecca was startled, and quickly asked, "Where are these militants now?"

"It's just...in the valley two kilometers to the south..." the orderly replied.

"good very good......"

With a sudden wave of his hand, a powerful biological force field erupted from Mecca's body.

The diminutive girl floats out of the void!

The long silver hair fluttered wildly, and the floral dress was covered with mottled stains. The little girl was holding a dilapidated rag doll in her hands, silently standing by his side, her whole body gloomy

"Little Mo..."

Looking out of the window in the corridor with gloomy eyes, Maijia said softly: "Let's go together, let's take these unlucky guys first..."