Like villagers fighting together, the two groups of black millet began a large-scale fight directly in front of the palace. At first, the national defense force led by okye could barely maintain the basic formation, but the waganda soldiers who hit the head were hot headed and didn't care about anything.

Zhenjin weapons and armor collided together. The blue light beam passed through the crowd and hit the transparent shield. People were constantly hit into the moat, and then both sides started fighting in the moat.

The number advantage of the coup takers began to play after the formation of the defenders was scattered. Although mbaku had never been to a military academy, he understood how to divide the enemy and then fight in groups. The defensive line of the garrison was soon pressed back to the bridge.

Mbaku and Eric collided left and right in the crowd, and someone fell down every time the scepter was waved. Ordinary IDF soldiers were not their opponents at all. Even okye's King's guard was difficult to resist, so they had to rely on quantitative advantages and each other's delay.

"Okye, how long can you hold on?"

"You can fight all the time!"

Looking at the few comrades in arms around him, the bald female general clenched her teeth and promised.

"Don't force. I've opened the defense system of the palace. You withdraw to the square!"

"Received ~"

Now that he had received the order, okye was no longer reluctant. He led the soldiers who could still fight back and entered the square in front of the palace.

Tchala in Panther's robe has been waiting here.

"Su Rui, this is not an amusement park!"

"So I didn't bring any toys!"

A two meter high bucket robot stood next to tchala with a fist as big as a casserole. His sister's voice came from the loudspeaker.

As the great inventor of wakanda, tchala's little sister used Zhenjin to make one for herself after seeing someone show off her housekeeping robot on the Internet. Of course, in addition to serving tea and pouring water, this robot is still Su Rui's part, because tchala doesn't allow her to do something, but she wants to do it very much, so the robot can do it for her, such as now.

A dozen coup soldiers excitedly rushed through the palace gate into the square, and then flew out at a faster speed.

"See my high-pressure gas gun?"

One side of the robot excited to a hip-hop dance, proudly waved to tchara.

"Well, but if there is an accident, you and your mother must leave as soon as possible and go to space. Atlas will protect you!"

After explaining the main points, tchala took two steps forward, opened the Panther helmet and began to attack the rebels.

"The king is here, I see who dares to do it!"

The rebel soldiers who were preparing to enter through the square found that their king stood in the center of the square in the distance, and many people subconsciously lowered their heads.

"Tchara? Just in time. Hand over the throne and I can spare you from death! "

Eric pushed away the soldiers in the way and shouted, pointing at each other.

"No way, my father gave it to me. I won't give it to anyone!"

"Then go to hell with your father! Give it to me! "

Seeing that there were only a few dozen defenders around tchala, Eric called the wave stable. He still had more than 300 people on hand. How could he lose one of five?

Then he found that he was wrong.

No one is real, but there are some defense facilities in the palace. There are laser guns and sonic guns that can't be seen outside. The walls here are everywhere. The violent fire immediately pressed the coupists at the door.

But this is not over. Relying on his fist, Su Rui, who is big and hard, directly jumped into the coup team, and then began to bully the children with electric whip and high-pressure gas gun.

Originally, the coup troops could rely on cloak and shield to resist artillery fire, but now they are so popular inside that they keep a fart!

Seeing that his good brother was going to be brushed by the other party, mubaku and Eric joined hands and broke the Zhenjin robot, but they were not unharmed. Su Rui's dying blow broke mubaku's ribs and deformed Eric's helmet.

"Kill tchala!" After he gave himself an injection to resist the pain, mbaku screamed and jumped on again. Since the last defeat to tchala, he and Eric have made great efforts to study the fighting skills. He is very sure that he can break with each other this time.

"Ow, ow, ow..."

Looking at mbaku, who screamed and was kicked by tchala and then flew back upside down, Eric unconsciously tightened his legs. After confirming that the armor on his body should be all right, he showed his claws and fought with tchala.

Their weapons are sharp claws on their hands, and their armor is made of vibrating gold, but the key to the problem lies in the people. Techala injected heart-shaped grass and nano medicine, which crushed each other far regardless of speed or power.

After a few moves, Eric found that the problem was wrong. No matter how he attacked, he would be blocked by tchala. Then there was a set of continuous moves, directly beating and kicking, which directly turned his helmet into a half pull.

Without the helmet, tchala began to punch hard on the other party's head, punching again and again. Eric's face was like a dye shop, and all kinds of colors bloomed. Finally, after being hit by tchala with an upper hook, Eric turned his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

Seeing that the little brother was gone, mubaku turned around and ran away, but he didn't run two steps, so he came back.

Then the heavily armed national defense forces drove neatly into the square and surrounded the rebels.

"Loyalty!"

The cloaked commander of the national defense forces trotted quickly to the king and hammered his chest with his right hand to pay tribute.

"Your Majesty, the rebels have all surrendered and the riots have subsided. What should these prisoners do? Why don't you kill him? "

"Can't kill!" Tchala waved his hand. The population of wakanda is very valuable and can't be killed. At least he can't kill, but he can't afford to raise these guys.

"Put them together first!"

After finishing the work at hand, tchala thought about how to deal with the prisoners. He called Fisher.

"Mr. Fisher, do you want labor or not? As long as you open your mouth, I'll bring it to you right away!"

"Ah?" Fisher, who was eating beef noodle breakfast on the other side of the earth, almost blew out a mouthful of noodles.

"Human trafficking is illegal, and it's still black. It's not politically correct!"

"It's okay. As long as you don't pay and I don't sell money, it's not a population sale! It's so decided. I'll send someone to you right away! "