"Undeclared war, launching a surprise attack, the lord really knows a lot about strategy, and I think their attack will definitely achieve great results. "Also, what kind of stupidity am I making, why would I listen to you, I should really rush over with the first-echelon warriors, then I should be able to kill a lot of demonic beasts." Gammel said, looking at Kane.

"Fighters in the second echelon tend to be more experienced in attacking than in the first echelon, aren't they?" "Besides, I don't believe that when you see the bloody scene, you will regret that you didn't follow the attack of the first echelon. Kane looked at Gammel with an oath.

"Are you one of those little boys who haven't seen blood? I've killed monsters with my own hands. Gambler looked at Kane and said angrily.

"How many monsters have you killed? one, two, or ten, hundred?" said Kane, staring straight at the innocent little girl.

"When, of course, a lot. Gammel glanced at her, turned her head slightly, and stopped looking at Kane.

"Look at it! When you've seen the first echelon attack, and you decide to rush forward, then no one will stop you. "But I want to remind you that the strength of those demonic beasts is all around the third order. Kane finished and walked under the walls.

Kleel: "What is Kane going to do?"

Linna: "Does Kane need help?"

"I'm going to get to the watchtower before the flying beasts attack, and you shouldn't be of much help where the magicians are. "By the way, Ella, are you coming along?" Kane paused, turning to look at the girl with the wizard's hat.

"Ah, me? Okay. Ella looked at Kane in amazement.

"What's the spirit, I'll kill a bunch of corpses for you to see, hum~" Gan Meier hugged her chest and looked at Kane's departing figure and said.

On the bridge, heavily armed soldiers poured into the horde of demonic beasts like a torrent of steel in full view of everyone, and soon, screams and screams accompanied by the smell of blood reached the city walls.

Then a group of soldiers rushed from offensive to defensive, and in an instant less than fifty of the two hundred soldiers remained.

When Gammel, who was standing on the city wall, saw all this, her hands trembled involuntarily, and the smell of blood that made her almost vomit reminded her that everything she had just seen was so real. She saw with her own eyes the soldier who had half of his head cut off by the monster, looking at the city wall with a bloody face that only half of it was left, "showing" his brains mixed with blood to everyone, and she also saw a powerful adventurer, who was smashed into flesh under the giant hammer of a monster, and the blood burst out more than ten meters away along the fist of the monster.

It was the first time she had seen the horrors of war, with corpses piled up, enemies, and her own people, piled up at the feet of the survivors, hindering their attack and defense. She was so awake that she felt the reality of death and pain in others.

The so-called petty slaughter, the imaginary slaughter of demonic beasts, only existed in her fantasy. The screams in his ears and the smell of fish in his nose made him no longer able to look directly at the scene on the other side of the bridge, and soon, she gradually took refuge under the city walls. The squatting Gammel held her breath, covered her ears, and closed her eyes.

But the bloody scenes kept appearing in her mind, and even if she covered her ears, she couldn't isolate the scream. The bloody scenes made her afraid, frightened, even trembling, and she was terrified that it would all happen to her.

"Gammel, what's wrong with you?" The pale Krill and Linna's questions didn't make her stand up.

"Why are there three girls here?" "Come on, send them to the shelter." A man who looked like a non-commissioned officer ordered towards the soldiers on the city walls.

"Hey, girl, are you alright, can you hear what I'm saying?" asked one of the soldiers, pulling Raghamel aloud.

"Huh? I'm fine. Gammel said, looking up at the suit of armor standing in front of her.

"Your face is not good, what are you doing here? Hurry up and get to the shelter. This is not the place for you. The fully armed soldiers looked at the pale faces and gradually got up and said Gammel and the others.

"I—what am I here for?" muttered to herself.

"What are you muttering? Alright, hurry up and get to the shelter. The soldier looked at Gambler and the others and said again.

"No, I am, I'm an adventurer who came to help, yes, I'm here to help. Gammel said, looking at the adventurer's badge pinned to her chest.

"Help, you mean you're going to battle?" The soldier looked at the pale Gammel, and then at Lina and Klear behind her, his tone full of disbelief.

"Up, to the battlefield?" Gammel looked at the other side of the bridge again, and the screams and blood all over the ground caught her eye, and the smell of blood made her vomit immediately.

"Can you send her off the wall?" said the soldier, looking at Lina and Krill behind Gammel.

"If you want to help, where may the nuns in the city need you, and when the soldiers outside the city retreat, they will definitely need needles and threads to stitch up their wounds, go quickly!" the soldier said, looking at Kriel.

Lina took a step forward, and wanted to open her mouth to say something, but was quietly pulled by Kleel.

"Don't worry, sir, we'll take care of her. ”

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"Boom. "Knock knock. "Knock knock. ”

"Squeak~"

"Floreda. ”

"Miliyuda. ”

"Come in!"

Manhattan followed the old drunkard into a filthy alley full of feces, pee and flies, and knocked on an iron door in the alley.

"If you like to spend time around poop and flies, I wouldn't mind keeping you out. Looking at the strong black man standing next to the doorway, Manhattan immediately paced into the house.

"What are we doing here?" Manhattan whispered to the drunkard old man in front of him, looking at the people around him who were full of tyranny and gloom

"You'll find out later. The old drunkard walked well, and if he didn't say anything, Manhattan could only follow silently.

As soon as his words fell, a well-dressed black man came in front of him, opened his arms, and said to the old drunkard, "Hey, old friend, long time no see." ”

"Hahaha, I remember the last time we met was on Moss Island three years ago, I didn't expect you to be here. The old drunkard slapped the black man on the back a few times, and then let go of his embrace.

Old drunkard: "How's it going?"

Negro: "It's still the same as before, how nice can it be to be with a bunch of cold-blooded guys?"

The old drunkard saw the remaining half of the bottle of wine on the table next to him, walked over and took a sip without hesitation: "The taste is a little worse." ”

The black man looked at Manhattan, who was standing next to him, and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Mars Joandavis." ”

Manhattan, who was at a loss, looked at the well-dressed black man, and immediately stretched out his hands to clasp the other party: "My name is Manhattan Bycon." ”

The black man shifted his gaze to the old drunkard again: "What's so good about ale? Let's go to the inner room, where is the dry red of Qingting Island, which I treasured." ”

The old drunkard's eyes lit up suddenly, and he took the black man and walked to the inner room, but he seemed to have forgotten something, and just turned his head and walked a few steps before he remembered, turned to Manhattan and said, "You wait here first, I'll go have a drink or two." ”

"Old Teague, aren't you going to help me?" Manhattan said as he looked at the old drunkard with some impatience.

"I'm already helping, but I have something to do. The old drunkard ignored Manhattan and dragged the black man into the inner room.

Manhattan, who had remained in the outhouse, looked around, and the men with gloomy and tyrannical eyes were drinking coarse ale, and from time to time they would turn their eyes on him. It makes him feel uncomfortable, and even some people's eyes make him shiver.

Manhattan didn't dare to look at those fierce people at all, so he could only find a corner to sit there, bow his head and silently count something: "One... Two... Thirty-seven. ”

"There were thirty-seven people in total, and four of them made me feel extremely uncomfortable. Manhattan quietly glanced up at the people around him, and then quickly lowered his head again, remembering the faces of the four people deeply.

The old drunkard brought it to him, but he didn't say a word to him, and looked at the fierce men with weapons, and Manhattan could guess something.

"A kid like this, I can poke his ass into the ground. A fierce man opened his mouth and said something to the person next to him, which immediately caused the people around him to burst into laughter.

Manhattan quietly looked up at the man who was looking at him, and then looked at the ground beneath his feet.

Soon the man spoke to the man next to him again: "How about a bet? I'll bet his ass is whiter than yours." "If you lose, you'll get these three gold coins." As he spoke, he took out three gold coins from his bosom and placed them on the table.

"Of course, if you lose, how about you give the money to recruit prostitutes tonight?" the man said, looking at the man next to him.

The man next to him looked at him with a little hesitation on his face, but did not answer.

"Rest assured, the price of a prostitute will not exceed three gold coins. The man continued to speak to the man next to him.

The man nodded slowly.

Manhattan, who was sitting in the corner, could hear their conversation clearly. He looked at the group of people walking towards him, and immediately stood up and walked briskly towards the inner room.

"Catch him!" As soon as the leader finished speaking, two figures quickly flashed out of the group, pressing Manhattan, who was only a few steps away from reaching the inner room, to the ground.

"Old Teague, help me!" Manhattan immediately shouted, but his cries were not answered.

The two men who pressed him to the ground smirked and said, "That room is soundproofed. ”

"Boy, do you know the rules for newcomers to join here?" the lead man asked, and began to untie the belt around his waist.

"I'm not new, I'm not joining here, I'm here with old Teague to do things. Manhattan said in a panic.

"Didn't join here?" the man touched his hairless bald head and turned to take a few steps.

Then he quickly turned his head and shouted, "As long as you are new, you must obey the rules." "Take his pants off!"

"No...... Don't do that, please. ”