Ke Mingzhe leaned under the tree, and in the afternoon after training, the young people who were resting were thinking about their future, the morale of the Liturges of Kuchtmani City had not been very high since the last defeat, and those pointed and square ears seemed to break their legs.

What are we fighting for, is it really for the banner behind us, or for the selfish desires of you, Grand Master.

On the screen in front of him, the head of the 2nd Regiment asked the Grand Master at the public meeting of the whole regiment of the liberators of Kuchtmani City...... The liberators of Kuchtmani City have never been so subdued, and for a while, the entire live broadcast channel was full of scolding, some people questioned the identity of the head of the second regiment, and some people were applauding him, and Ke Mingzhe was afraid, for fear that this war group that had been serving in the whole family since his grandfather and grandfather was news from his eyes, the Ke family was loyal to this war group to Ke Mingzhe was already the third generation, if possible, the young man hoped that his heirs could continue to serve this big family when it opened up next time.

The battle flag of the Libertadores of the city of Kuchtmani erected since the first opening era...... It shouldn't be dumped for granted.

I've never considered the Liberators of Kuchtmani City to be part of my family, this warband has been built by my grandfather and your elders since the first opening era, some have quit, some have persevered, and some have joined halfway, we are fighting for this world...... And we, as the descendants of the liberators of Kuchtmani City, really want to watch the steppe elves capture it again?

The Grand Master's surname is Li, and his single name is Ke,

His speech was not loud, but in Ke Mingzhe's eyes, this young man had succumbed, and he knew what he was facing.

It was not an intruder, but an oath to pay for the blood of his enslaved kind...... Evil spirits.

Ke Mingzhe sighed in his heart, the battle with the steppe elves made the young man unrefreshed, he didn't mind killing the enemies in front of him, but those enemies ...... It shouldn't have been an enemy.

At this moment, one of the guards in charge of guarding the conference room walked in: "Commanders and Grand Masters, there is a message from the square ears and pointed ears......

"What news. The Grand Master said.

"What's the news?" the regimental commanders asked.

Ke Mingzhe watched the messenger walk into the conference room, although he was small, but this square ear was wearing the breastplate armor reserved for the steppe elf paladins, and he took out a letter from his pocket: "I am here on behalf of the will of His Highness Panny and His Highness Long, ladies and gentlemen, the last time I fought a diplomatic war in Kuchtmani City, it was not your wish and mine, this time His Majesty the King of Ashupi led his own army to fight against New Eden, and I hope that your war group can join the battle." ”

"Is this begging us? The commander of the third regiment sneered.

Ke Mingzhe remembered that during the battle, his warband was charged by the big cats, and almost all the fighters were not able to stop the big cats.

Resentment against the last battle is nothing, but it should not be shown to the Courier.

"Your Highness said that if anyone asks so, it can be said to be. But the messenger replied without humility or arrogance.

“…… Why?" the Grand Master frowned.

He asked all the members of the warband who were watching the live stream right now.

"Your Highnesses said that the last time we fought, you and I were enemies, and the steppe elves would never bow down to an opponent who served the slave masters. But this time, Your Highnesses have asked for your warband's help, because we must fight against the invasion of New Eden, and if we do not work together, then Your Majesty of Ashupi will die in battle, and the city you are guarding and the kingdom it is in will eventually become a paradise for careerists. The steppe elf messenger handed a scroll to the table: "Ladies and gentlemen, the nobles of Ashbee have done evil deeds, and the betrayal of the Grand Duke is even more outrageous...... If you wish, the two Highnesses swear by their original surnames and owe you a favor. ”

“…… Shall we vote on it? A regiment leader asked.

"I think it's feasible to make those two owe a favor, and we can't cover this favor if it's too big. A regimental commander said.

"Third Commander, what do you think. "There was a regimental commander who handed over this question to the commander of the third regiment.

At this moment, everyone fell silent, and Ke Mingzhe, like those group leaders, looked at the big master of his family.

“…… Since the first opening era, the liberators of the city of Kuchtmani have been on the eastern continent, fighting for conscience and innocence...... I accede to the request of the two Highnesses. Li Ke stood up: "Since I am still the Grand Master, then I will issue an order, everyone, to start arming, the liberators of Kuchtmani City will surely rush to the battlefield before the battle begins." ”

"Then I will rush back to the side of the two Highnesses now, and tell them the good news, which is a wish of the two Highnesses, and ask the Grand Master to accept it. The messenger pushed the scroll on the table towards the Grand Master.

"Can I know what it is. Grand Master asked.

"Electronic immigrant visa, sign your name and you will be ready to welcome you in Centaur City. The messenger smiled and replied, "This is a wish from the two Highnesses to Your Excellency. ”

Picking up this scroll, Grand Master pouted, and finally he opened the rewards panel of the whole battle group: "As you can see, this is an electronic immigrant visa, sign it, you are a legal resident of the Centaur City, and if you live there for ten years and perform well, you can be a real immigrant to the Celem River system...... Now, everyone, cast some points, this is my reward for you. ”

Ke Mingzhe was silent for a moment, and finally chose to give up.

Someone may vote, but he won't, it's not his prize, and the real liberator of Kuchtmani City can't get this gift.

A hundred seconds passed in a flash, and soon, the notification of the unsold item was delivered to everyone's system panel.

The Grand Master smiled and threw the scroll in his hand into the arms of the little messenger, "Tell your Highnesses that I thank them for the gift, but our warband didn't want this gift, it is too valuable. Then he picked up the cup in front of him: "To my comrades-in-arms, the liberators of Kuchtmanny City will never disappoint everyone who likes this world. ”

At this time, the regimental commanders finally stood up, and they bowed their heads in unison: "There is no place for cowards and cowards under the banner of the liberators of Kuchtmani City, Grand Master. ”

Yes, we're not cowards and cowards.

Ke Mingzhe stood up, and the young man ran to his squadron: "Start arming!