The entire Myriad Flower Palace was filled with a very pleasant fragrance of flowers. Rare flowers bloomed everywhere, and it was extremely beautiful.
"Garça, what do you want to do here?"
Under the protection of dozens of beautiful palace maids, a beautiful woman with long blonde hair, a voluptuous and sexy figure, a mixture of sexiness and innocence, youth and maturity, and all kinds of opposite charms, as if she was changing all the time, walked over slowly. She had a noble and cold temperament.
After Yang Feng saw the peerless beauty, he secretly praised in his heart.
This gorgeous woman was definitely one of the most feminine beauties he had ever seen.
Garça watched the gorgeous woman exuding a different kind of charm walk over, and his eyes flashed with greed. He said with a smile: "Empress Susana, I suspect that someone in the Myriad Flowers Palace is suspected of assassinating my imperial father and plotting a rebellion.
Worried about your safety, Your Highness, I brought troops to protect Your Highness. "
The gorgeous woman, who looked to be only 25 or 26 years old and exuded a different kind of charm and temperament, was Susana, one of the 2 empresses of the Morrince Empire.
Susana should be in her 50s, but she maintained herself very well. At the same time, under the effect of the court potion, she was still full of vitality, looking like a beautiful woman of 25 or 26 years old.
Morrince 2,867th lived a licentious life and never practiced cultivation. Even with the support of the court potion, his vitality still flowed away very quickly.
After all, potions weren't omnipotent.
Garça immediately barked: "Guards, protect Her Highness! Don't let anything happen to her!"
"Yes!
Your Highness! "
Goyena responded promptly. He took 100 soldiers to surround Susana, and then began to drive away the maids around Susana.
Susana watched coldly as the 100 soldiers drove her maids to the side, and then surrounded her and put her under house arrest.
After Garça caught Susana, he heaved a sigh of relief and immediately led his troops into the Myriad Flowers Palace.
Countless soldiers quickly dispersed and rushed into each of the palaces of the Myriad Flower Palace, capturing the beautiful concubines and maids inside.
Seeing the beautiful concubines and maids, some soldiers couldn't control their desires and pounced on them.
The entire Myriad Flowers Palace was filled with the cries and wails of women.
When Susana saw this scene, she sighed in her heart.
After learning that the Myriad Flowers Palace was breached, she immediately came out to see Garça.
Otherwise, with her beauty, she might really be insulted by the soldiers.
As if he didn't hear her, Garça led his troops into the depths of the Myriad Flowers Palace.
"Garça, it's me!"
Accompanied by a pleasantly surprised cry, a tall and slender woman with long blue hair walked over. She had a voluptuous figure and a slender waist. Every step she took seemed to sway in the wind. She looked like a ripe peach.
When Garça saw the beautiful woman, his eyes flashed with joy, and he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward to greet her: "Mother!"
This woman with long blue hair that looked like a ripe peach was Katarina, the Southern Imperial Concubine, and also Garça's biological mother.
Under the effect of the potion, she looked just a few years older than Garça, just like his elder sister.
Behind Katarina were three top-notch beauties. One of them was tall and had wavy blonde hair. Her breasts were almost bursting out of her clothes, and there was a charming aura between her brows. She was the Third Prince Porta's mother, Sofia.
The beautiful woman with a perfect and harmonious figure and exquisite facial features exuding a heroic aura was the mother of the Ninth Prince Sanel, Ulina.
The last beautiful woman with a petite figure that looked to be only 13 or 14 years old, a child's complexion, big breasts, and a delicate beauty that gave people a feeling of tenderness at first sight was the mother of Sucre, Alva.
The three beauties following behind Katarina looked at Garça with complicated emotions in their eyes. They knew very well that since Garça had led his troops here in the struggle for the throne, it meant that Garça had already won half the battle.
Katarina and Garça talked for a while, then looked at Yang Feng and revealed a beautiful and gentle smile: "You're Ian?
Very good. Serve Garça well, and the Orthux Family won't treat you unfairly! "
The gazes of Susana, Sophia, Ulina, and Alva focused on Yang Feng.
Garça's forces in the St. Tulan City weren't stronger than those of the other princes.
The reason why it was Garça standing here and not the other princes was because Yang Feng was helping Garça from behind the scenes.
Yang Feng smiled slightly and said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner: "Serving His Highness is what I should do!"
On the Street of Glory, the sounds of fighting and explosions lingered incessantly.
Sword in hand, Catalão was covered in blood as he charged into the crowd, constantly killing the incoming Imperial Guard soldiers. He was covered in sweat and gasping for breath.
A high-ranking officer of the 3rd imperial guard corps came to Catalão and cried: "Sir, we can't hold on any longer!!
Let's retreat!!
Leave some seeds for the 3rd imperial guard corps! "
The 3rd imperial guard corps was much weaker than the 1st imperial guard corps in terms of strength. With the support of the 2 magic brigades left behind by Yang Feng, the 3rd imperial guard corps barely managed to suppress the 1st imperial guard corps.
At this moment, under the leadership of Commander Cicéron, the 2nd imperial guard corps launched an attack on the 3rd imperial guard corps from the flank.
The 1st imperial guard corps also launched a desperate attack. Under the desperate attack of the 2 imperial guard corps, the 3rd imperial guard corps finally began to collapse. The commander of the corps, Catalão, had to personally go forward to fight the enemy in an attempt to stabilize the front line.
Catalão shouted sternly, "No, hold on for me!
Even if I die, I have to die here!
We have no way out! Once His Highness fails, we'll all be turned into rebels, and there won't be any 3rd imperial guard corps left!
You, go take command of the army at once.
If you die, I'll take your place! "
"Yes!!
Sir!! "
The high-ranking officer of the 3rd imperial guard corps gritted his teeth and roared. His figure flickered, and he rushed to the front line.
When the high-ranking officer of the 3rd imperial guard corps with a Sky Knight rank cultivation base rushed to the front line and killed 5 or 6 enemies, a meteor-like greatsword slashed at the high-ranking officer of the 3rd imperial guard corps and cut him in two.
Countless warriors of the First and Second Imperial Guard Legions, whose eyes were bloodshot, surged over like a tidal wave.
"Shit!
Retreat!! "
When the Wizard squad led by Barros saw the warriors rushing over like a tide, his complexion changed slightly, and he said solemnly.
Rays of magic light shrouded Barros and the other Mages, making them disappear.
"Retreat!"
Seeing that the situation was anything but reassuring, Macahn immediately took his men to cast magic and quickly disappeared.
Magicians were powerful and respected existences.
Even if the coup failed, the Wizards could flee the St. Tulan City and go into exile, becoming guests of other forces.
No Wizard was willing to fight to the death for Garça.
The Wizards of the 1st and 2nd imperial guard corps didn't organize their peers to escape.
If they desperately cast spells, they might be able to keep the other side.
However, the other side's counterattack would also put their lives at risk.
"Retreat!!"
Catalão looked around. When he saw that there were only more than 100 of his personal guards left, he gave a long sigh and issued the order to retreat.
The more than 100 personal guards immediately escorted Catalão and fled into the distance.
The imperial guard soldiers of the 1st and 2nd imperial guard corps rushed through Street of Glory, converged, and advanced in the direction of the Victory Palace.
Surrounded by countless imperial guard soldiers, Buchak didn't have the slightest joy on his face. He looked into the distance, his eyes full of worry.
Cicéron spurred his horse and walked together with Buchak. Gazing at the tall imperial city of the Victory Palace from afar, his eyes flashed with a complicated look.
Buchak said lightly: "Cicéron, I didn't expect you to be a man of Her Highness the Empress."
Cicéron came back to his senses and said faintly: "Buchak, I didn't expect you to be a man of Her Highness the Empress!"
With a complicated look in his eyes, Buchak sighed slowly: "I just think that His Highness the Great Prince Andre is the most suitable to be the master of this empire."
The Great Prince Andre was wise and valiant, and possessed great military talent. He was the target of support from many bigwigs in the military of the Morrince Empire.
Cicéron suddenly gave a long sigh, and his eyes flashed with a gloomy look: "I also hope that His Highness the Great Prince Andre can become the master of this empire.
Unfortunately, we're too late!! "
The 1st and 2nd imperial guard corps finally arrived in front of the Victory Palace. However, the Gate of Glory of the Victory Palace was locked, with no traces of fighting.
At the same time, above the city wall, more than 50 giant catapults and more than 100 magic crossbows, which could even injure or severely injure dragons, were in place.
Above the Gate of Glory, 4,000 soldiers of the Imperial Guard were standing in neat rows, looking down at the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Imperial Guard Corps like tigers watching their prey.
The soldiers of the 1st and 2nd imperial guard corps went into battle lightly, not carrying any siege equipment.
Moreover, the magic of Wizards was practically ineffective against the Victory Palace. Except for a few Star Knights and Sacred Swordsman rank powerhouses, they had no means to open the Gate of Glory.
At this moment, surrounded by countless people, Garça walked to the top of the Gate of Glory and looked down at the countless warriors of the 1st and 2nd imperial guard corps. His eyes flashed with a touch of pleasure, and he said in a cold and dignified voice: "Buchak, Cicéron, you two brought troops to Victory Palace without a summons, are you trying to rebel?!"