Chapter 299: 299 city offering

Chapter 299: 299 city offering

 Chapter 299299 City Presentation

What should be done about this, what can be done...if such questions are asked, it is basically equivalent to saying: "I don't have anything special to do!"

Things are so fantastic, and the King of Gemelin seems to have no good solution now.

 He wanted to rely on Cyric, but Cyric's recent reinforcements are probably still loading in neighboring countries and waiting for transportation.

 He hopes to have peace talks with the Datang Group and the Leyte Kingdom, but now it seems that the Datang Group does not want to sit down and talk with him.

"Your Majesty, now we should at least defend the royal city! This is the only thing we can do." The prime minister walked to the king with an ugly face and suggested: "If we can't defend this place, everything we talk about will be in vain. "

"What you said makes sense! Let the troops guard the city wall! As long as we can hold on here, there will be changes! The situation will develop in a direction that is beneficial to us!" The king nodded and agreed with this view.

 He ​​also saw that the Datang Group's attack must be thwarted before there can be any negotiation... If he loses the royal city, then the Datang Group does not need to negotiate with him.

In the same way, only after he defended the royal city and blocked the advancement of the Tang Group, he had the opportunity to wait for reinforcements from Cyric, and then he had the opportunity to wait for changes.

"You! Go to the west gate in person! Command the troops there and hold on no matter what!" The king looked at the general in charge of the defense of the royal city and gritted his teeth.

After finishing speaking, he added: "There are 700 people stationed on each side of the city wall! Then, on the west side, the wall closest to the direction of the enemy's attack, I will give you another 300 people!"

This is all the troops he can get, adding up to 3,100 people. As a result, there are only 100 soldiers left at most who can guard the palace.

Although it was very risky to do so, the king also knew that if he could not hold the city wall, or in other words, the outer defense line, his palace would certainly not be able to hold it.

As the saying goes, there are no eggs left after the nest is overturned. He knew this truth very well, so he decided to at least defend the outer city, and the palace and other things would be considered later.

As a result, on the frontal defense line, Gemelin's troops gathered at least 1,000 people, which was more or less capable of fighting.

It’s just that among the 1,000 people, about 800 were armed with Cyric flintlock guns, and some were using cold weapons such as long swords.

 There is no way... These are all pieced together weapons and equipment. Some people have not even practiced shooting. If you give them a musket, they won't be able to use it.

So, the general who had been strengthened by 300 people looked at his Majesty the King, nodded solemnly, and promised: "Subordinates, I will definitely hold on to the city! Fight to the last man!"

 “Go!” The King of Gemelin also nodded and waved to indicate that he could leave with some of his guards.

The general turned around and walked away without any delay. Soon, he led the guards all the way to the west side of the city wall. At this time, there happened to be soldiers guarding the city running down the city in a hurry.

"What's going on?" the general asked sharply, holding the revolver smuggled from a special channel on his waist.

The soldier panicked, looked back in the direction of the city, and then explained: "The enemy, the enemy is coming!"

 Hearing the soldier's report, the general guarding the city felt a thump in his heart and said something bad to himself.

He desperately rushed to the top of the city with his men in panic, hoping to have a look at the enemy's appearance.

When he reached the top of the city, he saw that the west city gate was hit by a cannonball from an unknown source, raising a cloud of billowing dust.

"The city has been broken! The city gate has been breached!" A soldier threw away his armor and rushed over in a panic. The general angrily pulled out his revolver and knocked the defeated soldier to the ground with one shot.

He raised his pistol and shouted loudly: "Whoever disturbs the morale of the army again and retreats from the battle! Kill! Get back!"

The more than 300 palace guards who came with him were relatively well equipped. They all had Cyric flintlocks, and they had practiced several times on weekdays. At this time, they all picked up their weapons.

They pointed their bayonet-mounted guns at the already disorganized defenders, and for a time they really calmed the scene.

Soon, an officer pushed through the crowd and came to the general. He pointed behind him and said, "General! The enemy shelled the city gate and asked a prisoner to bring this... "

As he spoke, he handed a letter to the general who came to command the defense of the city: "They have cannons, we can't defend them."

In fact, there are cannons in the royal city, but the cannons on the top of these cities are muzzle-loading cannons, and they have not been refurbished for many years.

Although these cannons were not considered advanced originally, they were not too far behind the times two years ago due to their large caliber and sufficient tonnage.

In the face of possible enemy field artillery siege situations, these cannons can also play a more or less deterrent role. But now, facing the mortars manufactured by the Datang Group as a secret weapon, which are elusive and have an absolute advantage in range, these muzzle-loading guns seem outdated.

They have poor range and accuracy, and lack of power. They have almost no power to fight back against mortars.

The general took the letter of persuasion to surrender, opened it and looked at it, and his expression became bright. I saw only one sentence written on the letter: The deadline is 10 minutes, and anyone who does not surrender will be killed.

He really wanted to sneer at the surrender letter and throw it out, step on it under his feet, sneer hard, and then put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

 But his hand shook slightly, but in the end he did not have the courage to let go of his fingers. He looked at the defeated soldier lying on the ground who had been killed by a headshot from him just now, and suddenly felt that this unfortunate soldier's death was a bit unfair.

It's a pity that he has no intention of helping the other party to redress his grievances. After all, he still needs some face.

 Everyone knows that this battle is not easy to fight. If you lose the royal city, will you really live and die with the city wall and risk your own life?

 I have a beautiful wife and concubine at home, and a lot of gold coins and land deeds... I don't know which **** will be better off if I die.

 Think about it carefully, it is better to surrender, save your own life, and then become a rich man with peace of mind...

Hence, he looked at the officer who was originally stationed on the city and asked, "Are you taking this letter and going to the palace?"

The officer was not sure what the general meant, so he explained vaguely: "My subordinates are preparing to report to their superiors..."

"It's a pity that the city wall has been repaired for a hundred years..." The general looked pointedly at the city wall that was collapsed by the cannonballs over there, and said with emotion: "It was destroyed in one day..."

"How about...we...surrender?" The officer saw that the general was hesitant. For the sake of his own future, he asked tentatively.

"Well..." The general didn't know whether he sighed or agreed, he responded vaguely, but this sound was definitely meaningful at the moment.

The officer immediately understood, approached the general, lowered his voice and said: "I just sent someone there... The other party promised not to harm our family, and the house, manor, family and servants will be left to us..."

Hearing what the officer said, the general looked better and nodded: "I don't know if any of the people I brought here are close to the king... Do you have any ideas?"

"Don't worry, General... The people behind me are all smart people who are willing to surrender." The officer gestured behind him, and many soldiers raised their guns and faintly confronted the palace guards brought by the general. .

Seeing that the atmosphere was very tense, the general immediately shouted to the guards behind him: "The enemy troops are coming fiercely today. Considering everyone's lives, I decided to surrender the city... If you are willing to fight, I will not leave you alone, so leave quickly!"

 In fact, these palace guards had no choice when they said this at this time. Even if they left, they would not have the courage to continue fighting without the barrier of the city wall.

However, there were still seventeen or eight people carrying weapons and taking advantage of the chaos to get off the city wall. They wanted to go back to the palace. Some of them were going back to report the news, and some were really determined to go back and fight to the end.

 The remaining people put down their weapons. A few minutes later, Beiling soldiers wearing M35 helmets climbed to the top of the city and entered the royal city of Gemelin.

The royal flag symbolizing the Kingdom of Gemelin was thrown down from the top of the city, and a wolf flag symbolizing Beiling was raised. The Beiling troops watching the soldiers guarding the city immediately cheered: "Beiling Long live!"

“Long live Count Alice!” Other soldiers held 98K rifles and shouted with a smile. The entire Gemelin royal city seemed to be trembling in the cheers.

Local civilians were so frightened that they closed their doors and windows, and many streets were deserted. There were also some civilians who had just learned that the enemy troops had invaded the royal city and couldn't help but burst into tears.

In the Gemelin Palace, the king heard the sound of artillery fire that had previously threatened the soldiers guarding the city. He walked nervously in front of his throne, looking in the direction of the sound of artillery from time to time, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Finally, a soldier carrying a gun stumbled in, startling all the ministers present.

This was originally a place where soldiers were not allowed to enter with guns, but the situation was obviously chaotic and no one was restraining such things.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The west city gate has surrendered! Surrendered!" As soon as the soldier came in, he shouted a voice that made everyone's legs weak.

All the ministers were stunned on the spot. The hall, which had been buzzing with discussion before, suddenly became extremely quiet. It seemed like you could clearly hear even a pin falling on the ground.

Snapped! King Gemelin, whose eyes were blank, fell to the stone floor in front of the throne.

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 Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for the reward. I’m sorry for updating Chaos.

 (End of this chapter)