"It was a beautiful estate. Sticking out half of his head, he sighed as he looked at the building in the distance, which combined the styles of Ashbee and Canary, and carried an arcane radio on his back.

In this regard, Marceau, who was using the radio behind him, glanced at the map in his hand: "X14.2, Y42.5, codenamed City Lord, three rounds of rapid fire." ”

"I'm willing to bet that bastard who ran away in the first place will make you pay for his manor afterwards. The kitten, nestled behind a wall, shouted at Marceau.

"it, I'm going to squeeze his intestines out of his mouth. After speaking, Marceau glanced at the pocket watch in his hand: "Fifteen seconds back against shelling!"

It didn't take fifteen seconds at all, and within five seconds, the first batch of cannonballs had already flown over the sky, and finally landed on the manor controlled by the New Edenians and nearby, flying a large number of unlucky eggs and most of the manor.

"The idol of the noble god has flown up! oh my god!" a human player screamed.

"He doesn't blame us, the New Edenians just stripped the gold leaf off the idols, and he should hate them even more. Marceau said as he scolded - give this god ten dares, he would not dare to put small shoes on the cat cub in such a thing.

As he was saying this, a military band ran over, and Marceau looked at these guys and opened his mouth with some embarrassment and vigilance: "Don't you want to die?!"

From the very beginning of the counteroffensive, Marceau's unintentional thought sent a military band and the singers to hell together; on the way to charge, just because he was worried about whether the singer who was an octave higher would be attacked by a stray bullet, a near-miss cannonball blew up the entire band and singers into the sky; before arriving at the manor, Marceau even watched the military band of the French warband and the short, short girl from the alien countryside who was part-time flag bearer, being directly hit by the mortars of New Eden, and the whole band died along with the cute girl.

"What's the matter, ah, Commander, don't worry about us, we won't frown even in the face of a hail of bullets. After the head of the band conductor finished speaking, he also took off his artistic flat hat, and then all the cats and one meter two in the audience saw this person's head shattered at the moment.

"Meow a cat, where did the bullets come from?!" a kitten screamed and curled into a ball.

"It's shrapnel! I'll go! What is it?!" there was a meter and two pointing to the sky.

Marceau looked up and saw a box that arced in the sky, and the oval objects that 'danced' with it.

Seeing that they finally fell under the formation of the marching band, and then there was a loud explosion, Marceau looked innocently at the band that disappeared in place: "...... It's okay to meow?!"

The shelling lifted a box of New Eden grenades into the air, and then these little bastards flew over more than two hundred meters, and finally wiped out a military band?!

"Where did the band come from?" The third round of shelling had arrived, and Marceau had no time to mourn for the members of the band, so he could only get up and pat the helmet of the steppe elf holding a single-shot grenade launcher: "Get the smoke grenade out!"

"It's like a French band. "There are human players who jump out at this time and speak the answer as a young historian with a conscience.

"How am I going to tell them that their band was wiped out by a box of New Eden's grenades. "Picking up the musket, he walked over the edge of the defensive line, smoked a candy from the helmet that had followed him, tore open the package, and stuffed the sweet maltose into his mouth.

"It's definitely one of the top 10 classic kills of the campaign. This one-meter-two said with a smile.

Bunetani blows the whistle and the players begin to move forward.

Bullets flew from the other side of the smoke, and every now and then the unlucky ones fell to the ground, but more fighters followed, and the players who used the Earth Elemental Avatar consciously stood in the first row.

The steppe elves with the launchers quickly fired a second batch of smoke grenades.

"Detect evil!" Marceau shouted.

The paladins in the second row obviously knew what to expect, and the detection of evil quickly marked the target in the smoke red, and more players began to use the infrared vision scroll, and Marceau also turned on the infrared vision, and the one who can stand in the smoke in front of him is the enemy, and the one who has no infrared signs is naturally the enemy - the undead is a moving black hole in the infrared vision.

Immediately the gunfire intensified.

Marceau began to speed up and eventually began to run, and as the leader of the procession, the kitten pinned the human in front of him to the ground with a bayonet, trampled him with a single kick, pulled out the bayonet, and then moved forward.

Infrared confirmed a large number of targets, so Marceau turned his head: "Wind Magic!

The former blows away the smoke, while the latter is a gift to the undead of New Eden.

These guys are welcome to be able to like.

………………

"Your Excellency Commander Marceau has rushed to the front!" Commander Albert Manan's one-meter-two beckoned to the people in the trenches: "Hurry up!

Having just had a fist-to-heart fight with a New Eden, Albert managed to get up from the mud, walked over to the crucified New Eden, pulled out the musket nailed to him, pulled the bolt to check the bomb bay, and added two rounds to it.

"It's so nice to see you alive. The one-meter-two commander noticed Albert, and she walked over: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, I can still move forward. Albert said.

He followed the team and finally came to the city lord's mansion, and from here, less than a mile to the south, was the bridge.

I still remember when I was a child, I always liked to walk around the bridge because it was so magical.

"I'm sorry, man, but it looks like our artillery smashed your uncle's house. A stranger from the team came and patted Albert on the shoulder.

Albert smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, my father said that if the house is gone, it can be rebuilt, and if there are no people, there will be nothing, he said that this is a proverb of your foreigners." ”

"Yes, your father is right, it is. The steppe elf commander smiled and patted the back of Albert's hand, "Big man, you're a good guy." ”

"There are no cowards in the children of the Manan family. Albert replied with a smile.

Yes, that's right, there are no cowards in the Manan family, because cowards are not worthy to be a member of the Manan family.

The young man followed the team through the ruins, and there were corpses everywhere, including kittens, one meter two, human and elf, but more disintegrated New Eden undead, and New Eden's gray uniform.

As he climbed over a section of the trench, Albert noticed a broken mirror stuck in the mud, reflecting him and his companions.

Looking at his companions, Albert pouted...... My uncle, you are ...... A hopeless waste.