"His Majesty is invincible!"
Long live the Emperor!
This breathtaking scene completely boosted the morale of all Zenit people. (Access to download the txt novel)
However, the repeated appearances of Barcelona's powerful warriors blocking Emperor Yassin finally made everyone realize that tonight's disaster could not be completely averted by Emperor Yassin alone. If they did not want to become victims of the Barcelona people, everyone had to take up arms and fight the invaders!
The second prince, Dominguez, led his personal guards and rushed into the street immediately.
At this point, the entire city of Saint Petersburg was in complete chaos.
The streets were filled with chaos, panic, helplessness, and weeping crowds. The shattered [ Protection of Mother Earth ] meant something even a three-year-old could understand to the entire city— the Barcelona demons, who had already slaughtered over a hundred million Zenit people in the Southern Frontier, could now advance unimpeded, and they would face the frenzied slaughter and nightmarish humiliation of the Eight Celona people.
"Mommy, Mommy, where are you...?" A little girl clutching a doll cried out in panic from the crowd.
She and her family were separated by the frenzied crowd.
"Dad, Dad..." a young man shouted.
In the distance, an elderly Old Man, frail and weak, was pushed to the ground and unable to get up. His forehead was bleeding. His son, four or five meters away, was screaming hysterically, but was pushed by the frenzied crowd and unable to reach his father to help him up. He could only watch helplessly as his son was swallowed up by the crowd.
Everything is in chaos.
Dominguez led his soldiers out of the mansion, but after walking less than a thousand meters, they encountered a chaotic crowd that surged forward like a tidal wave. Everywhere there was crying and wailing, which, combined with the firelight and screams coming from the direction of the city walls in the distance, made everything seem like the end of the world.
"Quickly, organize the crowd, quiet them down, don't panic!" Dominguez shouted to the soldiers around him.
Nothing is more terrifying than chaos.
Some Star-Rank Warrior onto the sculptures and walls, shouting through their Dou Qi to calm the chaotic crowd, finally bringing the torrent-like chaos under control.
"They must advance towards the north gate! Quickly! Only by fleeing towards Chambord City will they find a glimmer of hope!" Dominguez shouted, directing his army. He ordered the knights to clear the way and lead the crowd toward the north gate.
" Paris, Paris, where are you?" Dominguez shouted as the situation was brought under control.
Like a white rose blooming in the midnight sky, the Alluring Witch floated in from afar, stepping on sculptures and walls.
"How's your arrangement going?" Dominguez had to shout to make sure his voice wasn't drowned out by the surrounding noise and chaos.
"Ready, Your Highness!" Paris shouted back, beads of sweat glistening on her face.
"That's good. Now, take your men to the North Gate, along with all the elites from the Imperial Capital Public Security Office. Head there immediately and make sure you control the situation there. Fight your way out and let the civilians out..." Dominguez pulled a gleaming golden token from his pocket and tossed it into Paris's hand.
"Your Highness, what will you do then?" Paris had already vaguely guessed the Second Prince's thoughts.
"Hahaha, of course I'm going to teach those Barcelona bastards a lesson! Go now! Don't hesitate, show your Witch, witch-like composure! As long as you can protect a million poor people and get them safely out of the North Gate, Paris, you'll be a hero of the Empire... Of course, if you manage to leave the capital alive and see that bastard Alexander, tell him that although he didn't show up when the capital needed him most, I forgive him. I believe he must have had some reason to be tied up!"
At this critical juncture of life and death, Dominguez, the prince who usually seemed sleepy, indifferent to everything, and kept a low profile, finally revealed the passion and courage that the Zenit people had never lacked. After speaking, his body burst forth with dazzling flames, his figure flashing in the night sky, and he ran alone towards the direction of the Imperial Military Department.
Your Highness... take care!
Paris silently said this to herself, then took the golden token and went to the Imperial Capital Public Security Office Station to mobilize troops.
Aristocratic residential area in the capital.
This once heavily guarded and bustling high-level area is now in complete chaos.
"Quickly, close the gate! Activate the magic defense array! Don't let anyone in!"
Some nobles chose to remain within their seemingly secure mansions, like turtles hiding their heads, ignoring everything happening outside, as if this would allow them to escape all disasters.
"What happened? Why did the city fall? What do we do now? Damn it, what are the imperial army doing?"
Some people panicked and didn't know what to do.
"Haha, it's over, Zenit's finished. We'll die together, we'll be consumed by flames together."
Driven mad by fear, a nobleman, unwilling to see his wife and children suffer humiliation at the hands of the Barcelona, killed them with his sword, then used magic to set the entire mansion ablaze, perishing in the flames.
"Quickly, mobilize the family guards, put all the treasure chests in the carriage, and protect the lady and His Highness as they fight their way out..."
Some dared not die and prepared to break through.
"My brothers, today is the day to test our courage and Glory! Take up your swords and teach those damned Barcelona bastards a lesson! Let them see the might of the Zenit Northern Grizzly! Even death cannot make the brave Zenit people back down!"
Among the nobles who enjoyed state stipends, there were of course no shortage of passionate young men. Several hundred young and enthusiastic nobles, leading their family's best guards and gathering all available manpower, formed a temporary army and charged toward the distant battlefield of flames and fierce fighting in the alleyways.
At this time, although the aristocratic residential area was not as chaotic as the common people outside, people were still filled with anxiety.
Imperial Knights' Hall.
Ten towering black knight towers surrounded the central black behemoth, and compared to the chaos outside, the area was remarkably peaceful.
The ten Imperial Judgment Knight, all fully armed, appeared inside the central black tower.
Grand Knight Commander Akinfeev, clad in military attire, sat quietly on the stone throne, looking at his ten most loyal subordinates kneeling on one knee. His expression was unusually calm. The torches on both sides of the hall flickered, casting light and darkness that constantly shimmered on Akinfeev's sharp face.
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