Chapter 870 Burning Flames

The victory of the Mediterranean Fleet, on the morning of the 21st, the royal city of Rabat was also not peaceful.

Under the leadership of Bai Qi, the three major armies of the expeditionary army came out early in the morning and officially launched a fierce attack on Rabat, with the focus of the attack on the northern city.

The only ones who remained in the satellite city were Ouyang Shuo and his Shenwuwei.

In the early morning, the army came out in full force and surrounded the city of Rabat. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the east, south, west, and north sides have the least troops and the weakest attack power.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the total number of attacking troops on all sides is less than 200,000. It also means that there is still a surprise soldier who has not entered the battlefield, and I don't know where it was deployed by Bai Qi.

Seeing this, the Moroccan players standing on the city wall looked dignified and a little excited in their hearts. After accumulating a few days of blood, it was finally time to vent freely.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The morale of the player's troops is high, and the Moroccan Janissaries are on the alert.

A world-class battle started immediately, and naturally it was bloody and rainy, with swords and swords. The tragic and treacherous situation of the battle and the impassioned passion are not enough to describe with pen and ink.

This fight lasted for more than two hours, and tens of thousands of heroic souls died on the battlefield, including expeditionary troops, Moroccan players, and Moroccan Janissaries.

At the foot of the city wall, corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed like a river.

In the northern suburbs, Bai Qi sat on his horse with a dignified expression. Although he had expected it and made sufficient preparations, the tenacity of the enemy's defense was still somewhat beyond Bai Qi's imagination.

This battle is about the survival of the family and the country, and every soldier in the enemy army has unleashed twelve points of potential. There is no need to urge the generals to lead the team, and there is no need for the commander in the army to boost morale. The morale of the enemy army has been high from beginning to end.

"Really awe-inspiring!"

Bai Qi was a little lucky, thankful for the poisonous plan that the military advisor Jia Xu came up with.

Otherwise, the Longxiang Army would really be ready to be maimed. Bai Qi raised his head and glanced at the city in front of him, his eyes were firm and his heart was like a rock.

The war is still going on, and there are players reincarnated here almost every moment in the Palace of Reincarnation in Wangcheng, turning into lonely souls, wandering in the gloomy hall.

Because there are too many reincarnated people, looking around, in Nuo Da's main hall, there are lonely souls floating everywhere, densely packed, it is really terrifying, as free as Yama's hell.

At this moment, another person reincarnated in the temple.

Originally, this was nothing unusual, but the identity of the reincarnated person was too unusual. He was the Tangier lord Regil who committed suicide from the Spanish Armada.

Seeing Regil, the players who died in battle were all shocked and asked, "Regil, aren't you with the Spanish Armada? Why did you appear in the Reincarnation Hall?"

"..."

Regal was speechless for a moment.

"Could it be that the Spanish Armada has already fought against the Mediterranean Fleet? You are too careless, and you can still be killed on board." Some players complained.

Regal's face was pale, and if the lonely soul still had any expression, he said sadly: "The Spanish Armada has been defeated by the Mediterranean Fleet, and it is fleeing back home in embarrassment at this moment."

"What did you say?"

The news was so shocking that some people couldn't react, and the ones who did react were already "pale."

Regil said bitterly: "The Spanish Armada will not come, we have no reinforcements."

"..."

Inside the main hall, everything fell silent.

A gust of wind blows, chilly.

"how so?"

The Moroccan players couldn't accept such a cruel fact for a while, how cruel the world is to Morocco, just wiped out the territorial army, and lost foreign aid.

Rabat is really a lonely city right now.

The news brought by Regil quickly spread among the Moroccan player base through the forum.

At this moment, whether it was a living player in the city or a professional combat player fighting on the top of the city, everyone's hearts were a little bit cold.

The chance of winning the national war is getting slimmer.

"Could it be that God really wants to destroy Morocco?" The player was unwilling.

This unwillingness and anger turned into endless hatred and killing intent, and slowly spread, "Since this is the case, let's kill to the fullest, whoever dies is not a death."

The war suddenly became fierce, and the players became red-eyed, and no longer cared about their own defenses, they just killed the enemy in their eyes and became extremely ferocious, hitting the expeditionary army beyond reach.

The offensive of the expeditionary force slowed down.

Bai Qi got the reward, his expression remained unchanged, he knew that this was the enemy's desperate blow, just like the flashback before death, it must not last long, as long as it withstands this wave, the enemy will collapse.

Not to mention, the expeditionary force still has killer moves.

Thinking of this, Bai Qi raised his head to look at the sky, only to see the scorching sun hanging high, and it will soon reach the middle of the sky.

"It's time!" Bai Qi muttered to himself.

It seemed to be responding to Bai Bai's voice, and suddenly there were three loud noises in the city of Rabat.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, a giant pillar of flames like a mushroom cloud soared into the sky, as high as ten feet high. Billowing flames swept through countless frightening heat waves, spreading in all directions at high speed.

In an instant, countless houses caught fire and fell into the flames. As the sea breeze blew, the fire became more and more intense, like fire dragons that chose to devour people, sweeping towards them.

In an instant, hundreds of people were killed in the flames.

"No, the fuel depot exploded!"

The people near the oil depot were the first to notice the abnormality, and their faces were terrified.

"Quick, go put out the fire!"

There was a commotion in the city, and the people spontaneously brought water basins from their homes, collected water in the well, and sprinkled it on the burning building. It's a pity that the fire is too hot. This is just a drop in the bucket, and it is really impossible to extinguish such a fire.

"Quickly, tear down the nearest house before the fire spreads."

Someone offered an idea, and some refused, crying and saying, "That's my home, it can't be demolished, it can't be demolished." While crying, they tried to stop others.

The bystanders got anxious and scolded, "It's this kind of time, how can you take care of so much, even if your house is not demolished, it will be burned by fire."

When the situation escalated, some people held back the homeowner, and then some people demolished the house.

The scene was in chaos. At this moment, the imperial guards rushed over, but they received the military order to enlist the nearby people to carry out forced demolition and isolation, so as not to allow the fire to spread.

Under ancient conditions, there was no fire brigade, so this benzene method could only be used.

The problem is that the fire spread too fast, so the demolition has not yet been completed, the fire has already spread, and those who are demolishing the house, some did not escape in time, and were buried in the sea of ​​flames, the scene was extremely tragic.

In a short period of time, the preset fire isolation zone was retreated again and again. It's also because of the bad weather, there was a strong wind blowing on the sea at this time, and the fire burned even more vigorously with the help of the wind.

All the people in the city walked out of their houses and crowded onto the street, looking at the burning fire from afar with helpless expressions.

"A good oil depot, how could it suddenly explode?"

It was discussed.

"Who knows, those guarding the oil depot may all be killed on the spot with this explosion, so it's pointless to dwell on this matter." Someone shook his head and sighed.

"Yeah, it's really troublesome. Right now, the battle at the top of the city is in full swing, and this kind of thing happened again in the city. I hope the soldiers don't get distracted by it."

"How can I not be distracted. I don't know how many houses were burned in this fire. The homes of the soldiers of the Imperial Guard are basically in the city, and there must be some of them among the burned houses."

"It's not a big deal if the house is burned down. The key is that the people in the house are also gone, so it will be desolate."

The more the people talked, the more oppressive the atmosphere became.

Coupled with the sound of fighting at the top of the city, there is nothing more worrying than this.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the air, and the air flight team of the Great Xia Dynasty finally arrived over the city of Rabat and dropped incendiary bombs one after another.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At the same time, all the secret agents of the Black Snake Guards in the city were dispatched and set fires everywhere in the city.

All of a sudden, the entire city was covered in flames. For those who didn't know it, they thought they were suddenly in the flames, which really made people desperate.

"how so?!"

The people in the city turned pale one by one, trying to save themselves.

However, there were too many fire points, and the incendiary bombs were still being dropped one after another. Cooperating with the already strong fire, the burning became more and more violent, and even the royal palace was engulfed in flames.

On the top of the city, it is also not immune, and it is the key care object of the air flight team. One after another, incendiary bombs are ignited in the army, which really affects the morale.

Along with the fire, there was billowing smoke. It is conceivable how thick smoke such a fire would produce. The smoke not only affected the fire fighting, but also spread in the city faster than the fire.

Streets and houses were engulfed in thick smoke in a blink of an eye.

The people caught in the thick smoke had to flee in a hurry, no longer thinking about fighting the fire. Once he hesitated a bit, and fell into the depths of the thick smoke, if he couldn't tell the east, west, south, north, he would be trapped immediately.

It is even said that the more they ran, the more they entered the depths of the thick smoke, waiting for their fate, only to die of suffocation.

The fire is ruthless, how can it be child's play.

By this time, the difficulty of fighting the fire had grown exponentially. Those who are knowledgeable already know that the fire may never be extinguished, so they muttered to themselves: "Wangcheng, it's over!"

"What should I do?" Someone was helpless.

"What else can I do? Staying in the city will only lead to death, so get out of the city and run for your life!"

"But is there still a war outside the city?"

"So what, you can't just wait to die in the city, right? Even if it's a war, I heard that the Great Xia Dynasty was very disciplined and would never attack our people. Maybe we can escape our lives?"

"That's right, let's go, the smoke is about to spread."

While speaking, the people in the city packed up their belongings and rushed towards the nearest city gate one by one. Not only the NPC people, but even the casual players and life players in the city, knowing that once the city of Rabat falls, they will not be able to escape the fate of reincarnation, so they still don't want to stay in the city.

Even reincarnation is better than slowly suffocating to death in the fire.

This way of dying is really painful.

In this world, not everyone can die generously.