"Based on the nautical charts and sextants, we have entered the coastline of Sa'an...... I see the lighthouse of Valhibulin!" Standing on the lookout, Mimiam, the steppe elf, raised the tin horn in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Prepare to dock! Tell the big man of the earth who is maintaining law and order! We will not accept anyone who has fled! This is too close to Ashbee, let them go by land!" His Excellency said loudly, and came to the chart hanging on the mainmast: "Tell the frigate! The first wave of detachments has spotted the New Eden destroyer, let them widen their eyes!"

On the seventeenth day after the start of the war, the second wave of the ship regiment reached the northernmost point of eastern Sha'an, and the city of Valhibulin had become a huge transit station, and the players of Ashbi, Canary and Mogus desperately gathered their fleets and headed south, as the largest deep-water port in eastern Sha'an, Valhibulin was filled with all kinds of supplies, and the southbound ship group sent them to the coastal cities that needed supplies, and then took the cubs to the north.

On the twenty-seventh day, the second wave of the ship's regiment arrived at their destination, Norbulin Sian of Sha'an, and when they docked, the entire harbor along with the street lamps and newly erected wooden stakes in the docks was full of hanged men, and the player's warband forcibly took over the city and erased all resistance, and they collected all the cubs they could find, whether it was the son of a beggar or the daughter of a nobleman, who were bathed and changed into clean clothes.

The transports in the group unloaded their cargo at the northern pier and were towed to the southern pier to pick up the passengers.

"This kid can't go up, he's too big. After the third boat docked and lowered the gangway, one and a half of the crew was dragged out of the queue, and the captain in charge of picking up the man pointed to the boy who was two heads taller than himself, and shook his head at the player who ran on the boat to dock: "Let him go down." ”

"No, this aboriginal kid has to follow you. "The docking human player rejected the request of the steppe elf captain.

"Then I will drop him off the ship, and I will do what I say, and His Highness has ordered us not to pick up children over the age of fourteen, and this little thing is obviously over. The steppe elf captain drew the musket from his waist: "Either you let him go down, or I kill him and throw him down, or you can try to grab the ship, but I can guarantee that no more ship will dock at Norbulinsian." ”

"His father was a longbowman in the central theater of operations in Sha'an, and his two uncles were killed on the Western Front, one of them was in a refugee team that was in a New Eden ambush, and the other one's family was in a refugee team that has not been able to get out of the central theater so far, and we don't even know if they can get out. The docking player protects the child with his own body: "He has two younger brothers and a mother, but during the previous riots in the city, the mother was killed, one of the two younger brothers was eaten by the mob, and the other brother disappeared...... You know what it means to go missing in the slums of the riot, we just found him and let him go, and we warbands can pay the price of leaving behind a loyal ethnic squad. ”

"......" The steppe elf captain was silent for a moment, and finally he put away the musket in his hand, turned and shouted, "Mamahi, Dardanelle, go and throw the heaviest wooden sofa in my bedroom and the carved wooden stand into the sea, along with the flowers on it!"

Then the steppe elf turned around and slapped the human player away, and he walked up to the half-grown man: "Live, remember today, boy, your life is what I bought for my most beloved things, and you must not die until you open branches for your family, you know." ”

Without waiting for the kid to answer, he turned to look at the crew member in charge of picking up the child: "Honey, what are you still doing, put on a safety suit for him." ”

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"Let me see if I can drive Saisenim to the point of throwing his beloved furniture overboard...... We're not done with trouble. The commander of the steppe elves standing on the shore shook his head as he looked at his fellow who were throwing flower pots into the sea.

The docking assistant standing beside him shook his head: "Commander, with the current number, we still lack a boat. ”

In other words, there are 400 more children...... Our detachment has a total of 20 transport ships, and one ship needs 20 extra children...... Is the capacity already full? ”

"Yes, sir, you can see that all the captains are throwing away their furniture and unnecessary decorations. The assistant shook his head, with a look of helplessness: "What are we going to do?" ”

“…… Tell the convoy that the buckets of fresh water carried on each transport ship will be given to them, 20 children...... They have to be taken away, we can't take the adults, but we can't leave the children behind. After the commander finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the big player on the earth: "Do you still have half the size to go?"

"There are about 3,600 children between the ages of 14 and 16. The human commander shook his head with a wry smile: "I always thought you were cold-blooded and ruthless, but now that I see the actual situation, I have to say that you have done well enough, not that you are ruthless, but the fact that you have done your best." Looking at the scene where a transport ship has even begun to dismantle the bow statue, he sighed: "In any case, I want to thank you." ”

“…… One hundred and twenty more children per boat...... My assistant, go tell the lads on the transport ship that I need some volunteers who can stay with me and exchange boating with the children. The steppe elf commander pouted: "The youngest ten sailors on each ship must stay on board, and the oldest ten sailors must disembark, tell them to throw away everything they can, and by the way, see if they can reduce some ballast stones." ”

"No problem, Commander. The assistant sped to the parked boat.

"You ...... You must be crazy, it's hell here. The human commander looked at the steppe elves in front of him in disbelief.

The latter smiled and shook his head: "This kind of hell, our ancestors have experienced it thousands of years ago, it's just a small matter. ”

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Eventually, with all the combat boats and pilots of the regiment and the volunteer sailors left behind, the second wave began to return northward, while the northernmost line of defense in the Eastern Theater had already been reported to have made contact with the New Eden Corps.

Two days later, the legions of New Eden began to make full contact with the eastern defenses of the Kingdom of Sha'an.

Meanwhile, Marceau and Flame have put on their Inquisitor robes again, and the two airships have reached the southernmost point of the Canary, and will next travel along the coastline to Valhibrin - disgusted by Ashupi, but also to avoid seeing Ashupi directly, the Kitten and Catgirl abandon their plans to fly over the kingdom of Ashupi.

The girls' estimate is to arrive in Valhibrin a week later, and for Marceau, there is not much time left, but at least their arrival will save some more innocents.

The so-called doing one's best to obey the destiny of heaven is just such a truth.