Ever since Marceau followed his master, the elders had been telling him that three-way scuffle was something that any wise commander would have to avoid—for you couldn't be sure when your two rivals would become your friends, and what options they would choose to join forces.

Seriously, for any commander, this is a send-off proposition.

Therefore, Marceau could only give the order to death, telling everyone to guard the entrance of the passage, while he led the team to make efforts towards the pit.

The carrion corpses have no pain, they are not afraid, these undead who have already died once roared in a queue, non-permeable silver bullets cannot cause damage to them at all, Marceau led the team to line up in a dense array to face the carrion army head-on, thanks to the deep network in this area is very flat, otherwise any side shot can cause great damage.

This time, cold weapons once again dominated the battlefield, and even Marceau replaced his left-handed shotgun with a mace.

The steppe elves in the first row launched to disperse the undead, and their high charm and high perception made their dispersal very effective, and the queue of carrion fell three rows at once, but the carrion behind them were still advancing, so the steppe elves were dragged behind, and the front line composed of half-sized children and kittens crashed headlong into the queue of carrion.

These Lan sons are worthy of being the heirs of the Holy Covenant Warband, this wargroup is proficient in the combination of power swords and heavy explosion-proof shields, in the game, these half-sized sons of swords and shields are used well, even if these elite model carrion corpses are also unable to bargain for anything in the battle, but in an instant, the fourth row of the carrion corpses was broken through.

Marceau hammered over the rotting corpse in front of him, strode over the corpse, and blocked the slashing long sword with the short sword in his hand, this badly damaged long sword was completely unable to fight against the short sword, and directly collapsed.

So the kitten turned the parry into a stab, and stabbed the short sword in his hand into the opponent's chest, and at the same time the mace hooked the ankle of the carrion, and at the same time tripped it, the kitten cub who drew the short sword used it to stab the waist of the carrion that was competing with the kitten, and the short sword with the evil destroying effect immediately turned the carrion into a self-propelled torch.

Breaking through the multiple lines of the carrion, Marceau had to pick up his pace as he approached the pit—and the New Edenians broke through the carrion's defenses.

"Stop them!" the New Edenians also noticed the team on the eastern side.

So the next moment, the two sides threw their weapons at each other, and then took out the muskets they held in one hand from their waists and began to shoot at each other, and the grenades thrown by the steppe elves and the negative energy bottles in the hands of the new Edenkees flew over the heads of both sides.

His companions fell in a pool of blood, but New Eden paid more for it, and eventually Marceau led the team to scuttle through New Eden's queue and cut down the last two New Edens who were still resisting, and Marceau turned and walked towards the pit.

At the edge of the pit, Marceau saw the gentleman and the lady in his arms, and the one-armed lady lying in a pool of blood.

"You're the Commander, great, we're finally saved. The gentleman pointed at the one-armed lady too much: "This guy has taken refuge in the New Eden!"

Marceau jumped out of the pit and kicked the kitten away as he was about to give the woman a knife.

"Your Excellency, Commander, what are you doing?" the kitten asked, furry.

"Sometimes what you see with your own eyes is all false, and if you don't know the truth, don't jump to conclusions at will. After Marceau finished speaking, she lowered her head to look at the lady in front of her, who was more angry than angry: "Justin Bipol, long time no see." ”

The one-armed lady was pale, but she seemed to recognize Marceau, her lips trembling twice, but the gunshot wound to her chest prevented her from speaking.

Marceau smiled and slapped her for a serious injury, and then handed it to the kitten, who immediately smiled and handed over the musket on his waist: "Cure and kill, Your Excellency Commander, you really know how to play." ”

…… Does this kitten have no brains?

Marceau looked at the kitten with an embarrassed expression, and the latter had no sense of being a fool.

Forget it, taking the musket, Marceau turned his head to look at the gentleman: "Your ...... Forget it, I'm not interested in the surname of the traitor. ”

"Your Excellency, what nonsense are you talking about, he is a traitor!" the gentleman pointed to the lady on the ground.

"A gray eagle can be a despicable slave trader, a merchant, or a fanatic believer in the final idea, but they cannot be a traitor. After Marceau finished speaking, a detective panic spread out from under his feet, raising his musket and pointing it at the man, Marceau smiled: "Now, tell the truth." ”

The gentleman was silent for a moment, then smiled: "It's curious that you would know about Gray Eagle, well, like you said, but now she's in my hands." ”

“…… What about the children. Marceau asked with a calm face.

"If the children are gone, they can have children, but if they are gone, everything is over. The gentleman replied with a smile.

It was only then that the youngest of the children, who had been covering his mouth, finally began to cry.

The gentleman subconsciously glanced at his child.

Marceau pulled the trigger of the musket in his hand.

A nine-millimeter bullet burrowed into the gentleman's forehead, then turned the entire back of his head into a flying debris along with the brain tissue.

The lady in his arms fell with him, and Marceau pursed her lips and motioned for the half-grown boy who ran down the pit to pick up the two cubs, and then turned around and reached out to drag Miss Justin from the ground, who had recovered her breath.

"I never imagined that the Command would have the day when I would be reunited with you at this moment...... Thank you. The lady was out of danger, but her face was still a little pale.

"I once told your superiors that if I saw you again, I would definitely kill you. Marceau smiled, then reversed the musket and handed it to the kitten's hand: "But in the end I found that I still couldn't aim my gun at a loyal gray eagle...... I forgive you, Ms. Justine. ”

"Thank you......" The lady rubbed the tip of her nose after speaking, "I never thought that there would be a day when I would be forgiven." ”

"You've got it, so people still have to have dreams, because if they can achieve it, they'll earn it, right? Before they could finish speaking, the two were interrupted by the sound of the horn of New Eden behind them.

"Looks like we've got a new guest! You take Madame Link and her baby and step back behind, and by the way, don't forget this lady," Marceau said too much, noticing that the one-armed Greyhawk didn't choose to back off.

"Aren't you leaving? ”

"Why do you want to go, it is enough for the lady and the children to have your protection, my task has been completed. With that, she glanced at the gentleman who had fallen at the bottom of the pit: "I have completed my task. ”

"Next, it's a time for Greyhawk to avenge his friend. ”

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