Filming himself with arachnism, 'running' on the wall like a spider, Marceau still had time to glance at the chaos behind him - these guys had just appeared at the end of the street, and they had already reached the end of the wall at this time, and the great escape had reached the end, as soon as the cat cub went up to the battlement of the city wall, he immediately turned around and handed it out, helping Emile who followed behind him to the city wall, and the cat girl said that she would carry her sister behind her back to do anything.

It's really a girl who doesn't compromise on controlling cats, and she can obviously limp away.

Of course, you can't say this in front of this cat girl, after all, it's Penny's sister, and the wind critic is very capable of fighting - in this pair of cat girls, the younger sister is responsible for using her brain, and the older sister is a veritable actionist.

"I never thought I'd make it back to the temple alive. The two dwarves went up to the wall, and immediately looked back with emotion.

"In addition to us, what other wings have returned to the temple area. Marceau found the person in charge of the section of the wall, and the latter could not say a reason, but pointed to the wall to the north: "The commander is over there, and there is already a fight in the north, so he went there, and if you want to ask what teams are on the wall, go to him." ”

"Thank you. After saying that, the kitten and Joe took their leave: "I'm going to go to my teammates, let's say goodbye." ”

"Well, be careful on the road, Marceau, and hope we can all see the moment when the light pierces the night sky. Joe smiled and nodded.

"There will be a moment, Joe, guys, I'll go first. Saying goodbye to everyone, Marceau turned and moved north along the wall.

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When the anesthetic period passed, Penny opened his eyes again, the bed area of the treatment area was full of wounded, some guys let out a suppressed muffled snort, as if noticing themselves, the priest over there walked over quickly, the old man who was obviously a prosthetic man smiled and put his hand on Penny's forehead, confirming that the girl did not have symptoms of postoperative fever, "Sorry, Your Highness Penny, we don't have enough medicine here, so we can only remove your damaged waist organs." ", she said.

"It's okay, I understand. "Although organs can be repaired through magic and potions, Penny doesn't really feel the need to grab these with the big men on the city walls, they need these medicines even more, and she ...... One less waist will not die, as long as you can win this battle, the magic medicine is not used casually, but if you lose the battle in this city...... Neither one less nor one more waist can prevent death from coming.

"That's great, come, what is it?" the priest raised her left hand, four fingers up.

"Four, I feel fine. Penny tried to sit up, but before the anesthetic had completely subsided, the girl tilted her body and sat up from the bed.

"Very well, Your Highness, it looks like you have replied very well, do you need me to inform Miss Chang Jiu. ”

"Okay, tell my cousin that in fifteen minutes the hunt can begin. ”

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Pressing the bullet into the bridge clip, Long noticed a small cub running from the treatment area - judging by the ears, it was pointy ears, and it was supposed that Penny had woken up.

The little guy came to the bottom of the bell tower, first went up the scaffolding to the middle, and then grabbed the rope and climbed up: "Young lady Chang, my Royal Highness has woken up, and he said that he will be able to return in fifteen minutes, and the hunt can continue." ”

"It's good, it's tiring to climb all the way up. ”

"It's fine. ”

The little cub grinned happily at the face of the long-standing question, beckoned, and slid down the rope to the top of the bell tower.

Watching him run towards the healing area, Higashi turned his attention to the rear, the bells that had been ringing in the temple area had been a little soft from the beginning, and it looked like they were about to change again.

"Since the beginning of civilization, it is not a simple task to inherit civilization, and each of us is doing our duty, and the battle flag of the good people of Tel can not fall...... In other ways, I guess the same. Long sighed, then picked up the new bridge clamp and continued her work.

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"My suggestion is to abandon the line of defense on the north side of the bridge, the cost is too great, and our wing is bleeding every second for the sake of those few houses. The square-eared steppe elf said to the big commander in charge of the northern gate of the temple area.

"But there are still many troops who have attacked the noble district before that have not been withdrawn, and we cannot give up on them. The big man looked across the canal, where the surviving players were clinging to the walls and small buildings, and a street that had long since turned into a quagmire, fighting the Chaos.

“…… Commander, you should understand that they can't get back. The square-eared steppe elf said in a calm and ruthless tone.

"Two thousand! More than a hundred have come back by now!" the big man roared.

"We have six hundred great boys, and only seventeen have come back so far, and I understand your feelings, but we really don't need to guard this bridge anymore, even if they are still alive now, but in the aristocratic district, they can't have a chance to survive and break out, Chaos is not a fart, they are organized, cooperative, except for a psychopath, they are the best warriors, the most fearless kind. ”

The big man of "......" stared at the other side of the canal, and the visible chaos was increasing in number, and some of the chaos even rushed into the trenches to the north, but was eventually driven out.

In the end, the big man lowered his head: "Let the people on the north side of the canal come back, and we are ready to blow up the bridge." ”

"You made the choice you should have made, Your Excellency. The steppe elf with square ears turned and ran forward: "Retreat! Tell everyone in the north to retreat! Tell our boys to hold the bridgehead!"

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"Medicine No. 2!" shouted the young steppe elf, sitting on a lifting tool made of ropes and planks.

Above him, a peer threw over a set of fish-frying tools: "The last one." ”

"So what about Pier Three. Placing the fish-blaster into the hole in the pier, the steppe elf asked, attaching the arcane detonator to the fish-blaster along with the engineering wire for safety.

"The second team loaded three doses of No. 4 on the pier, and the hole was stuffed with two inductive directional fire burst boxes. The assistant above replied.

"Are they going to blow up the entire bridge and the bridgeheads on the north and south sides? The steppe elf looked at his assistant with suspicion: "Watson, is the commander really allowing them to mess around like this?" ”

"There's no second pill, and if you put it in less amount, maybe even the piers will blow up, and it will be embarrassing, isn't it, dear Sherlock Holmes. ”

"Well, our job anyway is to blow up this bridge and pull me up!"

So the steppe elf above turned the wheel winch and pulled his old friend up the bridge, who glanced to the north: "They seem to be starting to retreat." ”

"So we're going to hurry, old friend. Picking up the winch of the engineering wire, the two prairie elves ran quickly towards the south of the bridge, and when they passed the other group, the two young men also helped their teammates who were still under the bridge and pulled them onto the bridge: "Hurry up, we are leaving." ”

"Don't stay there, cross the bridge!" shouted a priest in a tracked cart dragging the wounded as he passed them, "especially you!

"Please, we're two legs!" Although there were only two legs, the steppe elves of the engineer group took out their scrolls one after another and slapped themselves with a spell to smear oil on the soles of their feet.

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"Well done, guys. "Holding the Arcane Detonation Unit, as the commander of the Prairie Elf Combat Engineer Squadron, the young Prairie Elf girl was compiling the data on the Arcane Detonator Unit, and at the same time took the Arcane Detonator Induction Unit and the Engineering Wire Winch handed over by the team members who were running and were about to die, and loaded them onto the Arcane Detonation Unit.

"There are still people in the north, little girl, and it's not time to detonate yet. The big man with the binoculars pointed to the other side of the bridge: "I see people running back." ”

"That should be the last of their own people, their tracked carts are lying on their stomachs?" The steppe elf girl poked her head out of the rooftop fence, "Oh my God, there's chaos behind them. ”

At this moment, the bridge is full of crossfire from the south, whether it is the piercing damage of the mobile bed crossbow, or the various plastic energy and spell arcane, or the attack from the musketeers, it will not stop the chaos from pouring onto the bridge.

"It's all cannon fodder transformed after the previous identification failed, so I hate to deal with this kind of old deception, compared with him, the sadistic and pathological stalk and the character of not coercing to do it, as if an angel is losing his temper. The big man muttered as he patted his thigh, "If only it were in Warhammer Century, I could summon artillery and blow all these guys across the river into the sky." ”

"Not even the power of the arcane can overwhelm these bastards, and you still count on artillery, this is not the Warhammer century in your mouth, my commander. After the girl finished speaking, she lit up the sensors on the arcane detonation unit, and all the nodes worked normally: "Very good, we got off to a good start." ”

"Hopefully a good result. "As for the optimism of the steppe elf girl, the mood of the big commander could not be optimistic in any way.

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"Dear girls, I want to know...... Is there an installation manual for this thing? The pleasure after obtaining the beacon was quickly overwhelmed by the pain caused by the puzzle in front of so many beacon fragments, Mo covered her forehead softly, expecting someone to give her an answer, but unfortunately Mingmei and Mingen looked at the thousands of beacon fragments in the square with the same despair: "Sister Mo, I'm afraid that there is not." ”