Albert Manan stood in the line south of the bridge, and for the first time the young aboriginal felt like a 'cosplay enthusiast' in the mouth of a foreigner

Although he didn't know what the word meant, and he didn't know if it was a profession, he could tell from their eyes that it was definitely not a profession that could turn the tide.

In Albert's eyes, the wave of charges just now, even the Duke's personal guards may not be able to stop it, but the fact that the outlander's airship, as well as the limbs and souls scattered in mid-air, with steel and blood, told Albert that the young lady of the Dane family was right, and times had changed...... The outcome of war can no longer be changed with courage.

His attendants have long lost their previous arrogance, and now large-scale hand-to-hand combat is still breaking out on the front line, and the other party in the regiment unit uses all feasible methods to send the other party into the ground, and the bayonet battle between the white knife and the red knife makes those attendants frightened There is no martial arts, nor any swordsmanship, some are just extremely indifferent to each other's lives, and the close-range guns are stabbing one after another, and every second is the loss of the squad, and the courage of those attendants is sent to hell.

Here, the pride of the natives in their martial arts is shattered by reality, and the impact of a heavy crossbow on a knight is even more severe, and a single bullet hundreds of yards away can end the decades of hard work of a knight's squire or even a knight.

At this moment, Albert saw a group of New Edenians break through the defenses, they howled, as if cheering, but the next moment, Albert saw the steppe elves who had used muskets in the trenches stand up, replaced them with thick barreled shotguns, projected at these New Edens, and then approached, and finally blocked the gap again with bayonets and bullets.

Before Albert could breathe a sigh of relief, another section of the battle line was broken by the New Eden, this time, a steppe elf raised the battle flag, and the sharp voice revealed her gender, and beside her, a large number of her kind were gathering.

For some reason, Albert drew the sword from his waist, and for some reason, the young man stood beside the girls, and for some reason, the young knight kissed the ring on his finger.

I only remember that a foreigner said that the sky fell and there was a tall man on top of it.

His attendants did not disappoint him, although some were full of despair, although some wrote fear on their faces, although some kept shouting the surnames of the gods he believed in, but at this moment, when the charging and counter-charging crowds collided, when the long sword split the enemy in front of him, when the plate armor arm flicked away the piercing long blade, when there were people around him who were shot and wailed and fell, when the battle boats of the strangers flew low and dropped alchemy turned into a sea of fire, none of the attendants of the Manan family were cowards.

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How many times has the New Edenians charged?

Marceau had long forgotten that with a mechanical swing of the long knife, the earth elemental cat cub slashed down the Lord of the Crown in front of him, and New Eden retained the path of the Lord of the Crown, which was the most popular commander advancement.

Even though their own warband had suffered heavy losses, the remnants of New Eden still shouted and rushed to the defensive line, and behind them, a wave of New Edens was approaching under the light of the line of fire made up of artillery and muskets.

The spell position and magic energy have long been used up, and the kittens who followed them at the beginning have long been dead, and even the battle flag is nowhere to be found, but wave after wave of kittens who don't know which family they are fighting with Marceau at the forefront of the defense line, until the last member dies, but in an instant, there will be a new team to follow, these accents are different, the appearance is different, and even the kittens with various banners entrust their lives to His Highness in their eyes.

Slashing the enemy in front of him, Marceau pulled a musket from his waist and fired it at the spearman who was stabbing the kitten, then held the musket upside down and used it to crack open the skull of the dwarf next to him.

Discarding the broken musket, the long knife flew over a distance, pinning the enemy who wanted to sneak up on the kitten, Marceau caught the swinging mace with his bare hand, and the free right hand punched the whole face of the attacker into the past tense.

There was a spear with the Annihilation and Expulsion effect, but the owner of the spear was stabbed to the ground by the kitten that Marceau had saved, Marceau broke the wooden handle of the spear and stabbed the sharp spearhead into the neck of the human who was choking the kitten's neck, and before he could winch it, Marceau reached out and grabbed the feet of another halfling who had stabbed the kitten with a dagger, and smashed it its companion.

Reaching out, he dragged the kitten back two steps, then turned around and used his chest to block the stabbing spear, the spear with the expulsion effect made the kitten almost kicked out of the main plane, just then, a small hand grabbed Marceau's arm, and then the badly injured kitten pounced on the spearman, biting his neck like a beast and tearing until Marceau pulled out the spear and reached out to drag the kitten away, only to find that she was no longer moving.

Holding the spear upside down, nailing the still angry spearman to the ground, Marceau picked up an obsidian sword from the ground, slapped the last sacred weapon on its sword, and defeated the remnants of New Eden, humans, elves, kittens and steppe elves gathered behind Marceau, and there were earthen walls rising from both sides of Marceau, bowing his head, feeling the bullets fall on him, feeling the musketeers on the side shoot a row of guns that were no longer neat, until the line of New Eden approached again, Marceau turned around and took the long knife that a certain kitten had retrieved for him, and handed him the obsidian longsword。

"This is my family heirloom. The kitten laughed, the corners of its severed mouth covered in blood.

"Next time I'll ask the girls to build you a better one. With that, Marceau took the short double-barreled shotgun handed over by another prairie elf.

Almost all players in the first row got such a handful.

"Twenty yards to go!"

"For Roland Valdo!" "For Roland Valdo!" the howling cat cub took the lead in welcoming the New Eden, and behind him, although the footsteps were mixed, there was no trace of cowardice.

When they were close to ten yards, the two sides set each other on fire, and a large number of human bodies fell to the ground, and then the survivors of both sides collided together, and the long knife cleaved the New Eden on the opposite side, knocking the halfling behind him with his shoulder, and crushing her head, the long knife in the kitten's hand threw out, pinning the bone mage on the side, and the free cat cub once again picked up a New Eden gnome and used it to break the head of the New Eden next to him.