Falling into the rearing area, Flame wiped the blood from her face, having just fought the Wailing Banshee of New Eden in the air, and the Banshee with the Elite Template slashed her cheeks.

Without any air combat equipment, and the energy of the Holy Light Saber in his hand had been depleted, Flame picked out a long sword from the weapon rack brought by the maintenance officer, and slapped the last sacred weapon on its sword body.

Two combat boats began to land, one of them lost a nose landing gear on the left side, and finally rushed off the runway, and a dozen or so crew members rushed to the combat boat.

The other combat boat landed safely on the ground, but the pilot did not come out, and the registrar ran over, and finally took out the dead pilot from the bloody cabin.

A steppe elf sitting next to her stood up, but someone was faster than her, and another boy who looked seven or eight points similar pushed her away: "I'll go first." He said this, then put on a combat vest with a parachute, trotted all the way to the combat boat, and let the restockers who were reloading him, he jumped into the cockpit.

After taking the last sip of the potion, Flame stood up and walked towards the floating circle.

"You can rest a little longer. The registrar looked at Yan with a nervous face: "Commander, take a rest again." ”

"Enough, little ones, if reinforcements come, tell them that I am waiting for them in the sky. Standing in front of the circle, Flame smiled at the prep.

This is not the time to slack off, Marceau and her sisters are still waiting on the surface for her to chase away those pesky banshees for everyone.

………………

"What are they doing?"

Camila Ceausescu and her squadron commanders, who had just been withdrawn from the east of the city to repair as the seventh regiment of the Ingmar Roon Warband, watched as a group of New Eden natives dragged a large number of cubs out of the portal.

Curious and wary, Camilla asked one of her commanders to confirm the whereabouts of the cubs, who quickly got the answer.

"They want to use their cubs to force the rebels in the Eastern Continent to surrender. ”

Camila Ceausescu frowned: "They can't do this. ”

Yes, they can't do this, use the lives of innocent cubs to persecute their opponents, even if they are enemies fighting to the death, they shouldn't do it, in order to cleanse those ignorant nobles, killing may be called a necessary evil, but such an act is ...... This is not a necessary evil, this is the ultimate means.

"Let's follow!" Camila had an answer in her mind.

"Regiment commander......" The commanders stopped talking.

"Even if you are a villain, you have to be a villain with a bottom line!" Camilla turned her head to look at her squadron commanders: "Do you want to be a villain with a bottom line, or do you want to be a miscellaneous creature with no bottom line." ”

“…… Commander, it's the other way around. A commander whispered: "We ......" Before he could finish speaking, this guy was interrupted by Camilla's furious eyes, and he hesitated: "Did we say something wrong?"

"Think about who we are!" Camila glared at her subordinates: "If anyone drops the chain, I'll tell their father!"

The commanders said that they would never let the eldest sister work hard for this kind of.

………………

After spraying the last can, Marceau took off the injection assembly: "They seem to be retreating." ”

The battlefield fell silent, with some players looking for the wounded, some choosing to repair the defensive trenches, and more whispering, "How can the New Edenians withdraw?"

Yes, why did New Eden retreat, they have already broken through the second line of defense, and they only need to add a little more force to break through, and then Marceau will have to send the last reserves, and if there are no new reinforcements, everyone will have to shed blood here.

Such doubts were quickly answered, and the players on this section of the line saw the cubs who had been driven up.

"These bastards!" one player shouted angrily.

"How can the guy on the other side do this!" one player pointed to the new Edenkees who were forcing the cubs to stand up, "These crumbs!"

Seeing the guy in his coat with the team, obviously still sunny, and obviously overheated, appeared, Marceau turned around, took the battle flag from the hands of one of his kind, and walked with it to the front of the defensive line.

"Looks like you've chosen someone to talk to us, isn't that good, why are you fighting and killing? The guy in the black coat laughed loudly: "Kitten on the other side, I know that you strangers are eager to spit on my corpse now, but I have three thousand children here, and if you are willing to leave the city, I will give them to you!"

The kittens were ready to fight hard, but the words of the black coat still made him feel a little surprised, like a robber suddenly speaking reason.

Anne also came over at this time, and the girl glanced at Marceau: "So, this guy will still be reasonable?"

"It looks like a reasonable one, although it's a little hard to accept that we give up the city, but if it's for the sake of these children......" To be honest, Marceau's heart aches when he sees these cubs - they look like skinny children, and they are obviously a luxury to be fed when they are caught by New Eden, and if they admit defeat and quit the city can save them, even if Marceau feels that he can accept such conditions.

So the ceasefire began, and the commanders of the warbands came to Marceau's line of defense, although they did not despise using children as weapons, but the conditions offered by the new Edenians were acceptable to everyone, and it was at least a good thing to be able to leave with these children compared to a temporary victory or defeat.

The only problem is the credit of the New Edenes.

"That's no problem, our legion can retreat, as long as you take these children and get out of here, I swear in the name of the roots!

Speaking of this, the black coat also lifted his hood, and was born a vampire, and the root of what he said could be said to be the lifeblood of the vampire, such an oath, Marceau felt that he could believe it.

So the conversation was agreed, and Marceau, as the representative, walked to the open space in the center: "We accept your request! As a matter of sincerity, we will cease hostilities at the front, and we swear in the name of the anonymous that you let go of the children and let them leave safely, and we will withdraw from the city. ”

"No problem, but we have one more demand on our side, your commander must die!" the blackcoat vampire added.

Marceau was silent for a moment: "Anything else?"

"No! Uncle Ben is still easy to talk to! Exchange one person's life for three thousand children, how about such a business!"

"Good mom!" someone scolded.

The vampire looked at Marceau, and the cat cub hurriedly said that the pot was not carried by the cat, and at the same time pointed at the vampire, signaling that the person who spoke was with him...... Needless to say, the vampire was cut off in the head with a single knife.

Seeing the natives of New Eden and the player fighting each other and hurting each other, Marceau hurriedly ran forward, passing through the phalanx of children, motioning for the children to run south quickly, and then knocked one of the New Eden natives to the ground with a single punch.

Behind him, the players charge in a rage, with Anne at the head, and when the kitten takes the time to notice the girl, he doesn't know how many unlucky people have turned into meteors in the sky.

Hey, silly, don't hurt the kids!