There was no time to worry about so many things at this time. The officers ordered to open fire, and short muskets began to shoot in the rain.
In the rain, water splashed on the upright shield, but it remained unbroken. Then the sound of counterattack gunfire rang out.
Flames flickered from the black muzzles of the guns, and then knocked the charging legionnaires down into the rain.
Faced with these "Silent Guards" who had already prepared strong shields and fortifications, the Dongying Legion that broke into the city was obviously short of firepower.
After the attack, the team's momentum to advance was instantly suppressed, and they had to retreat to the side of the building at the intersection to avoid the continuous shooting from the opposite side.
"Damn it." Looking around, the officer entering the city quickly realized the disadvantages of this position.
There was an open square in front of the palace. If they rushed forward, they would have to endure the enemy's fierce and cross firepower. If they hid here to counterattack, not only would it delay time, but because of the narrow intersection, they would be unable to deploy their troops and could not take advantage of their numbers.
When the officers at the front line were in a dilemma, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from the street behind them.
The soldiers on the road quickly made way for the arriving cavalry.
"Lord Sifrey has arrived!" The ecstatic shouts rang out among the soldiers, allowing the commander to temporarily feel relieved.
"Charge with me."
After quickly scanning the situation, Sifley led his men forward without stopping.
The horses' hooves stamped heavily in the rain, splashing large amounts of water. The cavalry team, formed into a triangular arrow shape, rushed out of the intersection at a shocking speed, moving forward at high speed in the rain.
Continuous gunshots rang out in the square, and then one elite cavalryman after another was knocked off his horse, and his horses slid on the rain-soaked ground and rushed to the array of spear tips.
“Charge!”
With the heroic cover of the cavalry, the soldiers at the intersection also rushed out suddenly, began to shoot and approach continuously, and countless splashes of water and blood instantly splashed on the square. The battle entered the most tense state from the beginning.
After sacrificing dozens of cavalrymen, the charging team finally approached the densely packed black array.
Sifley took the lead, breaking through the thick army formation like a cannonball. Under his sweeping spear, the soldiers were blown into the air and then fell to the ground, howling with broken bones and painful wails.
The general, enraged, ignored his usual wisdom and elegance, and charged through the formation like a god of death, disrupting the musketeers one by one.
After breaking through the formation, the cavalry that followed waved their sabers in the heavy rain, killing the soldiers in black smocks at high speed, and opened up a road full of blood and corpses.
"Enter the palace!"
With a loud bang, the closed palace gate was pierced by the fiery and bright red spear tip, and then a hideous gap was torn open. Then, soldiers filed in one after another and fought with the private soldiers of the nobles who stayed behind.
Amidst the heavy rain, thick smoke and flames rose in the imperial capital, and the entire city began to fall into chaos and disorder.
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