novelBreak An Arm First
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Chapter 860 - Break An Arm First
Rabat City, Kasbah of the Udayas.
War would not stop because of outside events, nor would it slow down because of personal ideals. Just as the Mediterranean Lords were deep in discussion, Rabat was on fire.
The first to fall was the Kasbah of the Udayas.
Facing a planned and carefully designed sneak attack, the Kasbah of the Udayas appeared powerless. The 20 odd cannons on the castle only fired twice before they were destroyed.
With that, they had lost their only way of fighting back.
Cannonball after cannonball crossed the city wall and exploded within the castle.
The vicious cannonballs seemed like they had eyes as they aimed at the Guards Soldiers in the city. Before they could even react, they suffered heavy casualties.
What happened next was mass chaos.
The narrow castle was sieged from all directions and surrounded by numerous cannonballs, and there was no safe place yet.
This was a totally one sided battle.
The Mediterranean Squadron had planned it out too well. Before the battle started, Alvaro used the intel, so he knew which ship was where and which cannon should shoot at where.
The castle defending troops were in terrible shape. Helplessly, they could only give up the castle and retreat to the imperial city. If they stayed, they would only be buried together with the castle.
In less than an hour, the Kasbah of the Udayas, which was viewed as the iron castle of Rabat, had fallen into a sea of flames and was burned to ruins.
War was merciless and so was fire.
Less than 40 thousand guards retreated out of the castle, and each one of them was smoked black. But to them, the catastrophe had just begun.
The Kasbah of the Udayas was built at the cape, and there was only one narrow path leading them to the mainland.
For them to retreat, they had to go past that path. How could the Mediterranean Squadron give up such a chance to strike them?
The moment they walked out of the castle gates, the cannons followed and changed their targets.
'Hong! Hong! Hong!'
Pretty much at the same time as they charged out, cannonballs exploded amongst their formation. The unlucky ones were hit head on, while the lucky ones fell down injured.
"Oh sh*t!"
How was this a path of retreat? It was more of a path to hell.
"Charge, let's just try to survive!"
The defending general decided to test his luck when he saw that there was no way out. The bold ones would charge in front for that chance to survive, while the cowards could only die.
"Charge!"
A group of Guards Soldiers with no way out braved the cannon fire and stepped on a path that was destined to be bloody. On their path, cannonballs continued to fall and blood and flesh flew all around.
Occasionally, one could see soldiers blown into the air and blood splattering all around.
Even if one jumped into the ocean, it was hard for them to escape. The Mediterranean Squadron was not only equipped with cannons, but there were tens of thousands of soldiers in wait with their arrows.
The less than five kilometer cape was covered in blood and corpses were strewn everywhere. It seemed like hell on earth. Even the nearby ocean water was dyed a deep red.
Only one out of ten were lucky enough to survive.
When the Guards troops broke away from the shooting range, less than five thousand of them had survived. Even then, many of them were injured, and even their general had died.
The two sides had not even met in a head on confrontation yet, but the Moroccan Guards had already lost 20% of their numbers.
The strength of the cannons was as such.
The faces of the remaining soldiers were all ashen white, and some of them looked back at the path they came from. Seeing the corpses of their friends, they all vomited.
What they regretted the most about now was probably eating breakfast.
Even experienced generals had never seen such intense battle scenes. This was not even on the same level as a massacre; it was simply a merciless killing.
The Moroccan Guards had no way to fight back, so they could only take it and use their bodies to block it to try and get out.
Even so, the soldiers felt truly fortunate.
"At least we survived? This itself is a miracle."
After resting up, the Guards troops moved out once more.
"Move, to the city gate!"
The remnant forces did not dare to get close to the north city gate as it was still covered in cannon fire. They decided to take a long path to the west gate. The Great Xia Dynasty War Fighting Legions had not arrived, so they had it lucky and managed to get into the city.
After learning that the Kasbah of the Udayas had fallen and the 50 thousand Guards had nearly all fell, Mohammed the 6th face was ashen white. He had a feeling that Morocco was going to be unable to escape this calamity.
The first round of the country war ended in a complete defeat for Morocco!
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Taking down the Kasbah of the Udayas, the Mediterranean Squadron 2nd division sailed into the Bou Regreg River.
When the 1st division saw that, they stopped their assault on the north wall and continued upstream. In this short while, they had blown many holes in the north wall.
There were no less than 20 big holes, and the city gate was pretty much level land now. Tens of thousands of civilians were hit and died on the spot.
In front of the Great Xia Dynasty was a defenseless city.
When Mohammed the 6th saw that, apart from keeping 50 thousand guards to defend the palace and 50 thousand to defend the other three walls, he moved 100 thousand to defend the north region.
They used the houses in the city and the streets as their foundation to set up some defenses.
If not, this war could not be fought.
As for the defenses of the three other walls, he could only rely on the combat occupation players. In just an hour, 500 thousand players had teleported over from the Satellite City.
The guilds in Morocco all came to an agreement. With the five strongest guild leaders as their core, they created a guild alliance to lead all the players in the city to defend it.
To everyone, they had no way out.
The only thing they could do was fight to the death.
Hence, what was next for them was a defensive battle; this was the second stage of the country war.
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As for why the Mediterranean Squadron 1st division headed upstream, it was to siege the satellite cities. Without removing them, the War Fighting Legions were not confident about going all out on Rabat.
If they did not remove this factor, what would happen if many Moroccan players suddenly teleported over when they were attacking?
The expedition army naturally would not make such a common-sense mistake.
Before attacking Rabat, they needed to destroy the teleportation formation in the Satellite City.
This time, the Satellite City followed suit in its destruction.
The players within the Satellite City were closely packed, so how would they dare to stay when the sudden cannon fire came? All of them squeezed into the teleportation formation. It became a total mess and nearly ended up in a stampede.
At such a time, players only wanted to save their lives, and they had no intentions of queuing up.
There was only one teleportation formation, so it was a case of people squeezing, pushing, and stepping on one another. Men roaring, women screaming, old people grumbling, kids crying, and the like; it was a huge racket.
The helpless children shivered as they were squeezed in the crowd. Apart from their parents, no one else bothered about them.
At such a conjuncture, no one could keep calm. The ugliness of humanity would often be revealed at such a moment.
Luckily, at the crucial moment, there were still calm people in the city.
After receiving the news, the Guardian Guild stepped out, forming an elite squad to maintain order. Anyone that cut the queue was thrown all the way to the back.
If one was not happy, they would be baptized in blood as a warning.
The two players who were making the most noise were killed on the spot. Their blood flowed and their corpse just laid there on the ground. At such a time, if they did not kill, they would not be able to send a warning and calm the crowd.
As expected, with the support of the Guardian Guild, the situation was slowly put under control. If the Moroccan players killed each other over the teleportation formation, they would not be able to open their eyes in the world.
In such a short while, there were hundreds of people who were injured from being stepped on.
When the players who had calmed down saw that, they were all ashamed. The young people even allowed the old and children to teleport away first.
Doctor occupation players decided to stay to treat the injured.
The glory and light of humanity shone once more.
The players had never expected that they would become so crazy and lose their senses.
It was the sudden war that made them tense up and become uncontrollable.
If not, the players would not have panicked so much from just one round of cannon fire. No matter how strong the Mediterranean Squadron cannons were, they had limited ability to strike within the city.
Although that was the case, the Satellite City players quickened their retreat pace and did not hesitate.
Looking at the situation, there was no meaning in remaining in the city. Rather than that, why not retreat to the imperial city?
The careful and crafty Great Xia Dynasty terrified the Moroccans.
At 10 AM, apart from a small number who were still in the underground world, the entire Satellite City became pretty much empty.
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