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"How can it be!"

At this time, in the headquarters under the Kribi military base, a group of officers and generals from the Strom Empire saw through the 3D screen that their second space magic cannon was still unable to break through the golden sky above the Zidong Empire's capital. The protective shield made everyone present dumbfounded and filled with shock.

The old general Pert's eyes widened and he screamed strangely: "King, activate the third space magic cannon and bomb their other big city. I don't believe that other cities have such strong protective shields as the Imperial Capital!"

"No, King, we don't have many space magic cannons to begin with, so it's better not to waste them. If we use them all now, we won't have any powerful weapons to fight back if we want to fight back." The minister of the think tank hurriedly said He made a sound to stop him, feeling that he could no longer activate the third space magic cannon.

Now there are only seven space magic cannons left in outer space. The ministers of the think tank believe that it is best to keep these powerful weapons for counterattacks in the future, rather than just to vent their evil anger now and take revenge on the Zidong Empire. .

"Yes King."

Another minister from the think tank said quickly: "Even if we destroy the cities of the Zidong Empire, what's the point of killing their people? What we have to do now is to endure it first and see what happens to the Zidong Empire's army." How do we want to fight on our western continent? Is it possible for us to organize an army to fight a counterattack against them?"

"Yes, our capital has been captured by the Zidong Empire army, and our heavy industries are also in the capital. Needless to say, those heavy industries have been destroyed by them. Now we are still consuming weapons such as space magic cannons. With our current , can’t be recreated.”

A middle-aged man with blond hair tried to dissuade King Philemon Roy, who was overwhelmed by hatred.

"What do you know?"

The old general Pert glared at this group of think tanks, thinking they were cowardly, and said sternly: "If we don't give the Zidong Empire a look, they will think that our Strom Empire is easy to bully."

"Also, the king of the Black Empire and the king of the French Empire are dead. Now among the countries in the Western Continent, we, King Fremont, are the only ones left. The entire battle should be directed by him, in order to fight back in the future. , we must activate the space magic cannon to attack the homeland of the Zidong Empire!"

"Humph."

The blond middle-aged think tank minister named Taylor looked directly at the old general Pert fearlessly with his blue eyes and said: "General Pert, we have activated two space magic cannons to hit the imperial capital of the Zidong Empire, but what happened? , it will only waste our two space magic cannons."

"The emperor of the Zidong Empire is not a fool, and their commander Jiang Chen is neither. Since they dare to send out all-out troops to attack our western continent, he has already made a foolproof plan, otherwise he would not be like this."

"So, whether it is the imperial capital of the Zidong Empire or their other important cities, they must have protective shields. Now we really can't be impulsive anymore. We hope the king will calm down!"

"Taylor, you are just cowardly and worried, afraid of the Zidong Empire." The angry old general Pert pointed at him and cursed angrily.

"General Pert, no matter what you say, I am thinking about the king and the future destiny of our empire!" Taylor said without any fear.

"you…"

"enough!"

Philemon Roy, who was standing in front of him, raised his hand to stop their quarrel. He calmed down and slowly opened his eyes. He sighed and said, "Taylor is right. We should now prepare for the future of our empire and the entire Western Continent." Thinking about your fate..."

"King, it's the video access from our capital!"

Suddenly the technician controlling the instrument turned around and shouted to Philemon Roy.

"Get in quickly..."

Philemon Roy said quickly, with a bad feeling in his heart.

As the technician accessed the video transmitted from their capital, a 3D picture suddenly appeared in front of Philemon Roy and the others...

what…!

With a scream, a spear raised by a soldier of the Zidong Empire wearing golden armor directly pierced the chest of a noble man kneeling on the ground, and the scene of him falling into a pool of blood shocked Philemon Luo instantly. I…

"Oh my god, it's Duke Fred and the others..."

Taylor and others from the think tank saw that the man who died tragically in the video was the noble duke of their Strom Empire, and the people who were executed like this together with him were basically the nobles and royal counts of their empire. The disciples, they all died tragically under the spears or swords of the soldiers of the Zidong Empire. The blood dyed the streets red, forming a stream of blood, and the blood of these noble nobles flowed into the underground waterways...

At this moment, in the eyes of the Zidong Empire soldiers, they were just lambs for them to be slaughtered. There was no trace of pity in the eyes of the soldiers!

Because when their Western Alliance troops entered the northern part of the Zidong Empire and occupied Beiyi City, Wuheng City, and Shanzhou City, they also executed such executions on the people of the Zidong Empire.

Now the soldiers of the Zidong Empire can finally return all this to them in kind...

"Damn them, these savages..."

The old general Porter's eyes widened when he saw it, and he immediately shouted to Philemon Roy: "King, please give me 300,000 mecha warriors. I will fight back to the capital and kill all these barbarians."

"Humph."

These words made Taylor snort coldly and said: "General Pert, let alone 300,000 mecha warriors, it is difficult for us to send 100,000 mecha warriors now!"

"Don't you know that the number of enemies in our capital is in the millions? What's the use of giving you 300,000 mecha warriors?"

"Tyler, you coward, I'm going to kill you..."

The enraged General Porter went up and strangled Taylor directly...

"Stop, don't you think I'm annoying enough?"

Seeing the two gangs fighting behind him, Philemon Roy became furious and shouted angrily. Immediately, Pert and Taylor stopped. They glared at each other angrily before releasing their hands and retreating...

"Listen to me!"

Suddenly, a general from the Zidong Empire appeared in the video. He understood the languages ​​of the Western countries and said sternly in the video: "If you use space magic cannons to hit our homeland of the Zidong Empire again, then our general will Tens of millions of people in your capital were slaughtered!"

Hearing this, the think tank, military experts and officers were all nervous, and they all turned to look at Philemon Roy. His face was terrifyingly gloomy, and his chest was heaving violently with frustration, but he could only bite. Gritting his teeth, he dared not say anything.

In addition to the Strom Empire, the current leaders of the French Empire and the Black Empire also saw this video, and immediately gave up their idea of ​​​​activating the space magic cannon to attack the important cities in the Zidong Empire...