When Marceau saw the beach of Charan, the entire beach, from east to west, was in a state of war. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Human players rushed to the beach in small boats, dozens of units rushed to the beach, the steppe elves' transport boats were lined with their comrades on both sides of the plane, those heavy combat boats were hung with bombs, and some of the heavy combat boats had large wooden boxes on their bellies, which were stuffed with kittens of various colors to do courier business, and the water elves who came from nowhere were driving all kinds of sea creatures to deliver supplies to the beach in waves, and sometimes sending kittens full of whales to the shallows.

Lady Lily's side is constantly throwing battle mages, with the floating magic circle on the mothership, the battle mages can fight in the sky even if they have not learned the art of flying, and from time to time there is a team of steppe elf battle mages full of floating missile bays whistling over the heads of the kittens, and the gargoyles on the opposite side have no advantage at all in front of a large number of battle mages.

"Don't go any further, the close sea is the exclusive area for the bombardiers, and if you are a helper, please use the dinghy to go ashore. A dispatcher sitting on the side of the transport boat flew to the side of the boat, and the steppe elf seemed to have completely failed to recognize Marceau's group after speaking: "By the way, remember one thing, listen to the command after you go up, or beware of Your Excellency the Grand Commander throwing you guys into the sea to feed the fish." ”

"Wow, Grand Commander, is it Lady Lily? Valenko asked his friend.

"Obviously not, if it were the lady, wouldn't it be more useful to just say the name?" Dawahiri shrugged.

Geralt looked at the beach, and the legendary witcher sighed: "Looking at this scene, one will think of the same day a few decades ago, when tens of thousands of strangers rushed to the walls of a city controlled by evil gods from the outer planes...... These fearless guys, just like their predecessors. ”

In response, Marceau jumped into the boat that picked him up: "Let's go! ”

"It's hell out there!" said the commander of the kitten-man sailors and jumped into the dinghy.

"Don't be afraid, let's face hell. With that, Marceau threw a steppe elf into the sea beside the boat, and the blood from the wound stained the sea near it red.

"The bone dragon is in, damn it......" Marceau looked around, the bone dragon was a nuisance, with the current player level, the battle mages were afraid that they would have to kill it with their lives.

Just thinking so, I saw a team of steppe elf battle mages rushing towards the bone dragon, and under the cover of a series of missiles, several steppe elf battle mages rushed into the chest of the bone dragon, and then there was a huge explosion, and the cat cub saw the bone dragon wailing and began to disintegrate.

Are these little things that meow a cat crazy?

With such doubts, before the dinghy could get to the beach, the kitten jumped out of the boat and trudged to the beach from waist-deep water, and there were corpses of the war dead everywhere along the way, and the beach was even more layered, and some of the corpses were already soaked and swollen, and they seemed to have rushed from the sea.

An inflamed burst down next to the kitten, blowing up a lot of blood, drenching the kitten's head and nearly blowing through the kitten's ear sockets - thanks to the current semi-undead state.

"Hey, you're just in time!" A group of kitten-man warriors rushed past Marceau's side, and one of the leaders circled back, "By the way, I said, are you still yourself?" ”

"It's me. Marceau nodded.

"Alright, come with us, I've heard that there's a team of Crownmasters, and that the melee squad of the Square Ears is dead, and that even the musketeers are bayonets. The kitten patted Marceau: "Keep up!"

So Marceau followed the group of kittens, and there were teams of kittens gathering along the way, and soon, a team of cat girls with a battle flag ran at the front, and Marceau recognized the sword emblem on the flag, which was the battle flag of the Sorenta family.

There was still some distance from the front, and the battle flag suddenly stopped, and then it was raised high by her: "Battle line!"

The kittens immediately lined up side by side, Marceau stood in the first row, not far away, the slaughter of the steppe elves by the Lord of the Crown had come to an end, the last few squads of the steppe elves were desperately fighting on the mound, Marceau looked at the cat girl, who pointed the battle flag forward: "Saurerta cubs!

The kitten-man players drank the holy water, slapped the sacred weapon scroll on their respective weapons, and then all the kittens on the entire front took steps together, and Marceau only felt a fire burning in his heart, just as he fought against the legions of New Eden in the fields of Palounst in the future.

As the distance approached, the pace of the kittens also accelerated, and finally, the kittens began to run, and before approaching, Marceau instantly sent the blessing package of the Storm Sage - 'The Sage's Battle Poetry', a regional blessing at the warband level, plus four strength, plus four physiness and four agility were slapped on the bodies of all comrades on the entire front in an instant, and then Marceau opened the aura - 'Storm Will', an aura with a radius of 120 yards, and all allies in the aura gained +2 identification advantage.

"Who's the sage!?" the cat girl asked aloud, "Sage, get back quickly!

Marceau was silent, and the kittens, who did not want to be protected by their own kind, ran, and finally raised their shields and rushed into the line of the undead with their kind.

………………

Hearing that the defense line was broken, Anne trotted all the way to the scene, and found that it had been recaptured, and there were corpses of kittens and undead everywhere, judging from the number of corpses on the ground, it was about a one-to-five exchange ratio, and it sounded like the kitten had suffered a loss, but considering the large number of wreckage of the Lord of the Crown on the ground, the kitten people had actually played a relatively beautiful exchange ratio, worthy of a combat race, even if many of the players in these war groups were half-sized cubs, they were also so able to fight.

With a helping hand, Anne helped a wounded cat girl to the side seat of the tracked car - the back bucket was more suitable for the corpse, at least without worrying about falling out.

"Thank you, Miss Anne. The cat girl thanked Chang Chang.

This made Chang Jiu a little embarrassed: "How do you know my name." ”

"It's not news that there is one of the kitten people who can fight, but there is one who can fight in the pointed ears, so it's also big news. Catgirl replied with a smile, and then she gasped - her leg was broken, and the smile seemed to have pulled at the wound, unfortunate fellow.

Anne patted her on the shoulder: "Stand down, your compatriots are here, don't worry about anything." ”

"yes. Hearing Anne's comfort, the cat girl smiled proudly: "A brave cub of my clan is here, he is still a sage, although I still can't confirm his identity, but this is a kind of fight that can only be beaten, with him, I am very relieved." ”

When Anne heard this, after seeing the other injured kittens retreat, she turned her head to look at the defensive line, just in time to see a certain hairless kitten cub sitting on the body of a crown lord with its head in its arms, taking off a boot and pouring sand.

Well...... How to say it, although the head is bare, and the face is broken, but after all, it is his own cat cub, and he unexpectedly has the charm of a man.