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Chapter 611: Turtle in the urn

At this time, everyone's eyes were red. At the same time, more and more guards from the royal palace came to hear the news. Ye Chunqiu and others were blocked in the long street and surrounded by black people.

The gate of the royal palace was getting closer and closer, but dozens of people began to be at a disadvantage. Whenever the other party wanted to move forward and destroy the new army of the dozens of people, grenades seized the gap and flew out grenades. Then there was a roar, and many corpses fell on the ground. The rest of the soldiers were afraid and did not dare to get too close.

It seemed that under this situation, the situation became a bit stalemate, while the number of chaotic troops became more and more, and the new army of dozens of people became in danger.

But at this moment, a crisp and vibrating heartstring sound suddenly came from the alley. The sound of clicking... clicking... clicking... clicking... clicking... clicking... clicking... clicking... clicking... sounded everywhere, and the back door of the royal palace and both sides were like this.

The teams of Zhenguo New Army that suddenly arrived encountered the enemy situation and lined up one after another, pushing their spears without hesitation. At this moment, looking at the new army of Zhenguo New Army, which were extremely powerful and had thunder-like weapons in their hands, the soldiers were finally frightened.

Ye Chunqiu felt relieved when he heard the whistles everywhere. He understood that even if the current King Anhua wanted to escape, it would be too late. Now King Anhua was like a turtle in a jar. Just when he led the new army in the country to rush into the palace to capture King Anhua, the chaos from all directions would truly collapse.

At this time, Xu Jie had already started to explode from the southeast corner with a team of people. With a grenade sound, the walls of the royal palace collapsed immediately, and dust was everywhere. Dozens of new troops in the country quickly formed a formation with steel spears. The guards of the royal palace who rushed to the news arrived at the break. They looked nervously outside the courtyard wall. When the smoke dissipated, they saw people wearing silver armor lined up, straightly erecting steel grass without saying a word. Their eyes were silent and firm, but with a terrifying momentum.

"Kill!" These guards were not fleeing in panic. They were all the elites of King Anhua. At this time, they were already determined and rushed together.

Click... Click... Click... a team of new troops in the country crossed the city wall and pushed forward without hesitation.

At this moment, another corner of the courtyard wall collapsed with an explosion. The people in the palace seemed to feel a sense of powerlessness and fear. This kind of powerlessness was not only because of the unknown enemies in the night, but also from the silver-armored soldiers who appeared in front of them. They rushed forward and were immediately pierced by steel spears. They finally killed these silver-armored soldiers and raised their swords bravely. These silver-armored soldiers also fought with fearlessness, completely using the method of catching their lives. Then the sudden stab brought blood rain all over the sky. Instantly, these silver-armored soldiers were slashed with swords by the guards, but sparks were splashed everywhere, and they were immediately stabbed to death by the new army of Zhenguo who had reacted.

Even if they can hurt the other party occasionally, the other party is still fearless. These people are like dead soldiers from hell, moving forward step by step until they push the guards to the corner. They are skillful and ruthless. Once surrounded, they are like shepherds catching sheep. Some are responsible for surrounding each other, and some are deliberately leaving a small gap. When the other party wants to break out, there are special people responsible for killing.

This kind of unimpatient tactic seems simple, but it is actually the most difficult to deal with. They always coordinate with each other and respond differently according to different situations. No matter whether you are excited to fight or want to rush forward, they can always easily resolve it.

At this time, Ye Shikuan followed Xu Jie tightly. He had never felt this way. These majestic guards in his eyes were now like a group of lambs. They were too weak. As long as the morale of the army was shaken, they immediately began to do their own things. Obviously, many times, if they organized them, they would cause trouble for the new army in Zhenguo, but they seemed to never know how to gather.

Among the people here, there are many warriors. They are brave and fearless, but they always break away from their team and quickly fall into the trap of the turret formation.

Ye Shikuan was a little afraid at first, but later, he became a little numb. In his eyes, these people gradually became pitiful, looking brave, but terriblely weak.

He silently recited the contents of the exercises in his heart, for fear of making mistakes. Gradually, he became familiar with them, without fear, no tension, no fanaticism, but his heart was as calm as water.

At this time, there were already shouts of killing everywhere, and suddenly a whistle came from the middle gate. This was a signal to order the guards of nearby teams. So Xu Jie shouted and killed dozens of steel spears, and killed all the guards surrounded by the corner of the wall.

They immediately followed the sound, but saw that Ye Chunqiu was already holding a sword, covered in blood, and dozens of new troops from the country were coming towards him. The new troops from all over the country, which broke through the walls, also began to gather. More than a hundred people immediately gathered into a torrent. At this time, Ye Shikuan discovered that behind Ye Chunqiu, thousands of people were also shouting and killing.

Ye Chunqiu said seriously: "You are here to defend, Xu Jie, take your people with me to find King Anhua."

Someone immediately said, "There are many guards in that hall, and King Anhua should be there."

Ye Chunqiu raised his eyes and saw a brightly lit hall surrounded by many guards.

In the fire, Ye Chunqiu's face was filled with indescribable coldness. He said in a deep voice: "Stop the rioters behind, Xu Jie, come."

After saying that, Ye Chunqiu did not hesitate anymore and rushed towards the direction of the hall with his sword.

The remaining new army in Zhenguo, facing countless chasing troops, also began to line up. They held steel spears, shoulder to shoulder, fearless. Then, the whistle sounded in the night sky, which was a signal of urgently summoning the new army scattered everywhere.

Everyone understands that at this moment, they must buy time for Ye Chunqiu. The chaos army cannot be killed, and the grenades have been consumed almost all. Now they are surrounded by the Anhua Palace. The only hope is to take down the Anhua King as soon as possible. Only in this way can the chaos army collapse.

Losing the flag of King Anhua, coupled with the heavy blow of the new army tonight, for the rioters, it means that the so-called wealth and honor in danger will become a bubble, and if their last hope is cut off, the rioters will collapse.

In the darkness, more than a hundred people stood still.
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