Cornelia didn't see what happened next, and since Guilford's death, she had locked herself in her room as if something had been pulled out of her body. This protracted war of harassment has so far been fought by General Dalton.

Dalton did not blame the princess for her inaction, but was relieved. Playing in Conelia's current state of mind, there is a good chance that it will cause irreparable consequences. On the other side, there is the nemesis of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and the Glasgow. He is even ready to be a princess and the biggest defeat since the founding of the empire.

Enduring the pain of losing his friend, Dalton made a round trip and came to a conclusion that was not optimistic.

This force is finished.

In terms of numbers, they still occupy an overwhelming advantage, and with their current strength, they will pack up the remnants of the army and forcibly attack the mountain, in fact, it is still unknown who will kill the deer. But if you take into account the morale factor, this battle is impossible to win anyway.

In desperation, Dalton had no choice but to set up this uninterrupted harassment war. It's good that the country's support can arrive in time, and if not, it can pave the way for their final wave of death.

Even so, the battle situation at Mt. Fuji continued to deteriorate rapidly.

It was expected that he would not be able to take advantage of the other side, but the magnitude of his own losses gradually exceeded the limit of Dalton's patience.

Just now, more than forty scoundrels of the Black Knights swept away the stiff operation like a walking corpse before, and like a tiger out of the cage, they devoured their ninetieth wave of harassment squads, a total of eighty machines, in just half an hour. And the other side was killed only two.

Everyone in the command opened their mouths wide and looked at the number on the screen stupidly like idiots, as if everything they had just done was an illusion. The same question came to everyone's mind・・・・・・

What the hell are we fighting against?

Are these guys still human?

It's been four days! They should be so tired by now that they're dying! It's a blessing to be able to open your eyelids! So what's going on with that unreasonable number jù just now?!

With this wave, they had already lost nearly three hundred machines in the third phase of the battle. If this continues, I am afraid that the body left behind in the rear will also be in danger.

Just as they weren't prepared to give the Black Knights a respite, the mob hadn't given them a moment of peace so far. The fire in the rear of the camp never stopped, but it was like a germ, as soon as the slightest flaw in the defensive line was found, dozens or hundreds of times more people immediately rushed to this wound to bite frantically, pouring in, causing great damage in a very short time, until Sunderland, who was recovering the defense, blocked them back. This kind of suicide attack seems crazy and chaotic, but in fact, it is very ingenious, and there must be a master in the rear.

After recounting, Dalton reduced the harassment force to a group of fifty planes and further extended the engagement distance. But even so, the battle situation did not improve at all, and the wounds continued to festering at an alarming rate. War-weariness and fear of war spread among the soldiers like the Black Death.

Yes, this kind of non-stop harassment is tactically the wisest option, and the textbooks can't do it better.

But soldiers are human beings, and in their opinion, this is the general who is exchanging their lives for the other's sleep, filling their own lives on such meaningless things.

It's not that they don't want to flee when they get to this point, but the Britannian army is not a third-rate country that goes into battle, and every soldier has a thick file backup, let alone fleeing to the ends of the earth, even if he escapes out of this camp alive, it is absolutely impossible. All their relatives' resumes will be blackened, and they will never be able to gain a foothold in society again. It is precisely this system of joint sitting that has suppressed the fire of mutiny until now.

Disobeying military orders in front of the two armies is death, turning around in front of the battle is death, and being killed by the enemy is also death.

So far in his shift, each driver has carried out at least a dozen missions, and every time he goes down the mountain, he has to leave behind the corpses of a dozen or twenty of his companions, and maybe next time, he will not be able to come back. Judging from the current situation of the Black Knights' crazy counterattack, all the people who go up the mountain in the future may never return.

The pressure on the Black Knights is great, but only physically, at least they have been "winning", while Britannia is under mental pressure that borders on despair.

Looking at the devastated soldiers in Gnacurry, Dalton knew, but as warriors, they were dead.

The wound was festering at an alarming rate.

Just now, the worst news finally came. Not the enemy, but your own from within.

A mentally broken pilot commits suicide and swallows a bullet in front of all his comrades before going into battle. Now the news is spreading through the military at the rate of wildfire.

All the staff officers had the same thought -- we couldn't fight any more! I really can't fight anymore!

Dalton didn't know that. In any battlefield, he would not hesitate to order the withdrawal of troops, but this time it was different.

This time, they had no way back.

If the other party is allowed to have even a few hours of respite, then all the previous sacrifices will be in vain. The life and death of this world will be in the hands of that man. If you retire now, from the peddler pawn to the royal family, there will be no so-called "safe" place, and the world's 7 billion lives will be wiped out in the thought of ZERO.

Vibrations kept coming from the camp.

In another forty hours, in less than two days, that bomb will reach a critical depth.

At present, its own energy reserves are only enough to support the activities of the whole army for ten hours, and it seems that the country's support is too late to catch up. In this case・・・・・・ it is better to ・・・・・・ before you collapse than to survive until that time

"Increase the harassment, starting from the next shift, one hundred and fifty machines per group! Twenty-four hours later! ”

Dalton ordered.

"One hundred, one hundred ・・・・・・"

Ilan looked at his watch, his expression was no longer as relaxed as before, and his brows were furrowed.

The heart rate starts at 100 and doubles the burden on the heart every ten more beats. But just after a moment of respite, his heart rate did not slow down at all, but accelerated. And I've been in this state for nearly twenty hours. A normal person would have heart failure by now.

Ilan looked at his right hand intently, touching his thumb with the other four fingers, and the operation that usually only takes half a second now takes more than a second. Obviously, his body is on the verge of collapse, and his body can no longer keep up with the speed of his brain. But the excited nervous system blocks off the body's alarms, and the hormones in the brain are constantly telling him that he is doing very well now.

It's obviously dangerous, but he can't diagnose his physical condition, and even Ilan can't laugh now.

Are there any side effects of medications?

Ilan sighed, raised his head, and looked thoughtfully at the young man sitting not far in front of him.

Kotaro Pingxiang, who was laughing and talking with his comrades a few minutes ago, is now quietly hanging his head, smiling, and sitting motionless against the pillar on the ground.

The child was dead, and Ilan could smell death from him.

Two days to go.

The power of the drug is gradually wearing, but for now, it seems that the second shot is a mass suicide・・・・・・

If they can't survive that time, they will become the only fighting force.

Face the final assault alone・・・・・・

No, there is no chance of winning at all.

In this case, they can only rest in two shifts for twelve hours, and after twenty-four hours, they will have a second dose when they have recovered some.

The next twenty-four hours will be a one-man battle.

Next, there are only ・・・・・・

Ilan laughed nervously, but didn't make a sound. He tried to sit up straighter, trying to roll up his sleeve, but his hands trembled and he didn't listen. He impatiently "cut" and roughly tore off the entire sleeve.

"There's no problem, it's okay, I'm not like these guys, I can't give it to anyone, this kind of thing is only for me, this kind of thing, I can only believe in myself, I can only believe in my words, I'm the child of that monster, I'm ・・・・・・ different from these guys, I won't, I won't, I will be poisoned by this pediatric thing, ・・・・・・"

He took a deep breath and plunged the needle into his shoulder. Unexpectedly, a hand flashed over from the side, grabbed the needle tightly, and snatched it down.

Yilan slowly raised his head, looked at the other party's face blankly for a long time, and finally reacted.

"Ahh・・・・・・h Anyway, you go find the guys who look like they're about to hang up, let them rest first・・・・・・ give me that. ”

Elan said as he stretched out his hand, helplessly scratching at Karen.

"You look like you're going to hang up."

Karen's brows furrowed, and she gritted her teeth.

"Where, where, it's still early... Give that to... ”

As he spoke, Karen crushed the glass needle with a force in her hand, and the potion and blood fell to the ground drop by drop.

She knew how tired this guy was right now, and that was beyond any words to describe.

She knew that as the tip of the knife and the brain, while killing the enemy in front of the formation, while directing the troops sweeping in the rear, Ilan's fatigue was at least three times that of everyone here.

He's pushed himself to the limit, and if death is an abyss, this guy is dancing on the edge of a cliff. This needle will push him hard.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she didn't want to say it anyway, but whether it was public or private, if her life could be exchanged, she was willing to replace this guy・・・・・・

On Elan's orders, she never got permission to use AADP, and instead gave her an order to rest. Obviously, as the No. 1 combat strength of the army, the brothers are all sacrificing their lives to fight, but they can sleep in the rear・・・・・・

Anger, grievances, heartache, the humiliation of being despised by others... she endured this qiē in silence, and did not say a word about her differential treatment.

After so long, she has also grown a lot and knows the importance of light.

At such times, you should not disturb the deputy commander with your own personal feelings.

On his shoulders is the lives of 140 million people and the future of the whole world.

Even if his orders are unreasonable, they must be obeyed at such times.

But now・・・・・・ she could smell the smell of a dying man from the other person. In this way・・・・・・

"Why, ・・・・・・it's just me," Karen asked, her head hung and her voice trembled. "Ilan, please, let me too..."

"No, this kind of thing is not very friendly to girls, especially when it comes to childbirth."

"But Ah Xiu! You made them..."

"Do you want Ah Xiu to help me have a baby?" Elan teased.

"You're going to die!"

Ignoring Ilan's **, Karen retorted fiercely.

"I've said it 10,000 times, no one can kill me."

Elan shrugged.

"This kind of! I'm not going to..."

"Senior sister, I'm not happy if you do this again." Ilan pretended to keep a straight face. "I won't let you play anymore..."

Ilan was talking when suddenly his eyes went dark, and Karen had already punched him in the face.

Both were stunned.

Karen looked at her hand in disbelief, and then at Elan, who was trembling and wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, and finally confirmed・・・・・・

I did hit him.

He didn't block it.

He didn't even raise his hand, he didn't even realize his punch.

Movements that both men are accustomed to・・・・・・

"What if I had a knife in my hand just now?"

"Didn't you take it? Cough. ”

Still don't see him angry.

"Do you still say that you are invincible? Now you're even me..."

"Try it?" Ilan coldly interrupted Kalian. "Can you kill me?"

Karen's surprise was overwhelmed.

"No, I mean... I mean ・・・・・・"

Elan sighed, stood up, and patted Karen's cheek gently.

If I die, who will go to those scum to collect debts.

Even if you can't see it, you don't want those guys to smile smugly.

If I die, who will bring my mother home・・・・・・

"It's okay." Grabbed Karen's head and pressed it to her forehead. "Ann ・・・・・・"

This guy has a low-grade fever.

Kalian's heart tightened again.

"You're always lying, I'm not knowing, I don't know what you're thinking, I don't know if I should trust you now・・・・・・" The girl closed her eyes and muttered. "I'm smiling all the time, what if you're lying to me, what if... you don't plan to live at all・・・・・・"

"I see, is that so? By the way, do I look like the kind of person who is looking for death? ”

Karene didn't speak, but nodded silently.

It wasn't until this moment that Karen understood why she kept looking at Elan upset, and why she slept with him later.

The former is out of jealousy, the latter out of motherhood.

She couldn't see struggle, she couldn't see weakness, she couldn't see hesitation, she couldn't even see craving.

Perfect, but lifeless.

What he pursues is not the future, but the past.

He lived in dreams all the time.

Someone, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, something that will never come back.

Hatred and longing are the only motivation for him to live. But even this remnant of the fire was firmly locked in his heart, fermenting, festering, corroding his soul, and curled up in pain・・・・・・

Then, smile and say to others that you are fine・・・・・・

It's like a newborn chick that dies as soon as it gets out of its hands.

"Nai, Ilan."

"Huh?"

"Who the hell are you? Why help us get to this point? ”

Ilan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You'll beat me up if you know the first question, and you'll kill me if you know the latter."

"You're actually a bad person, aren't you? That's the real bad guy, right? Karen held his face and whispered against his head.

"What if it is?"

Karen was silent for a long time, and finally said as if she had given up on herself.

"・・・・・・ if it is, then it's just a matter of resignation."

"Huh?"

I didn't expect this hot-blooded girl with a strong sense of justice to choose to go along with her. Is it true that women will be turned upside down after sleeping...

"I'm pregnant."

“・・・・・・”

"Elan?"

“・・・・・・”

"I said, I might be pregnant."

“・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・”

"If it's troublesome, I can kill it... If you don't want it, I'll raise it myself."

"Don't mind!!"

Ilan shouted violently, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, focusing everyone's attention.

Bai Mao, who had finally woken up from his petrified state, grabbed Kalian's shoulders, and cold sweat broke out on his head, looking at each other from head to toe as if he had never seen each other before.

What's going on?!!

Wait a minute!

Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Wait a minute!!!

Necessary conditions for having a baby.

Men, women. Both partners have reached sexual maturity and have had sexual intercourse, and the woman is in the middle of her menstrual cycle.

So, it seems that I had never missed a day of class in the time I had not, and I had never used any protective measures. Needless to say, this hot-blooded stupid person is undoubtedly a super-healthy female, if you think about it・・・・・・

Hell it if you don't win the bid!

"That's... is my?"

Bai Mao no longer had the usual calmness, and asked with a dull gaze.

"Maybe." Karen's sly smile as she had succeeded in her conspiracy.

"White?"

"Where can I see it now?"

"Mine?"

"Probably."

Bai Mao swallowed and stared at Karen like a ghost, his brain blank.

"If you're not sure, you can wait until the time comes, and say, 'No matter how you mix it, the coat color won't be mixed,' right?"

"Huh? ・・・・・・Hmmmm...," Ilan replied numbly.

"But if it weren't for that fate..." Karene sighed, her brow full of sadness. "Then I have to find someone to help, although I dragged an oil bottle, but there will always be someone willing to take over, as long as the child follows the other party's surname or something..."

"Hey !!"

Although he knew that this was just a threat, Bai Mao was still a spirit all over his body, and his hair stood on end.

Anything is fine, but this kind of thing is unacceptable no matter what, all in all... please don't happen!

The bloodline of the old Bai family・・・・・・

The grandmother's grandson・・・・・・

My child・・・・・・

My baby?

I'm going to be a dad?

I don't know what's going on, but I look like I'm going to be a father?

The alarm on the watch "Didi" woke Bai Mao up, and when he looked down, his heartbeat had exceeded two hundred.

"Anyway, you planned it from the beginning, didn't you?" Ilan pressed the alarm and tried to keep the situation down. "I've been preparing this killer move to deal with me?"

"Where, the one who is close to the ink is black." Karen Scholar said in a light tone.

Usually, he has countless tricks to get the other party's mouth, but now he has a knot in his tongue, he can't say a word, his hands are raised and put down for a while, he doesn't know where to put it, and his palms are full of sweat.

"Ahhhh・・・・・・h I promise! Definitely, definitely, absolutely, will come back alive, okay? Is a reel hook good? I've got everything but feeding, okay? Ilan scratched the back of his head vigorously and said frantically.

"Well, that's good." Karen patted him on the shoulder with a sly smile. "Come on, Ilan-kun."

With a family, there is a home.

When you have a home, you have to care.

With care, people will come back.

The alarm sounded at the top of Gnaku, and the next wave of attacks arrived as expected.

Elan looked at Glasgow, then at Karen, and was once again overwhelmed.

"Come back early and be careful on the way."

Instead, Karen smiled and waved her hand at him, with a calm tenderness in her eyes.

"When you come back, do you say, 'You're back, take a shower or eat first?' Like in the movies? ”

"I'll give it a try." Karen chuckled.

was obviously defeated, but his heart was inexplicably extremely satisfied. Yilan smiled bitterly and shook his head, clapping his hands to summon the little brother.

"Business again! It's work! It's work! Everyone lined up in a column to report the number, the even number went back to rest, the odd number greeted me to greet the guests, and the shift was twelve hours later! One minute! Get moving, get moving! ”

With that, he jumped into the cockpit of Glasgow. Without the slightest hesitation, he plunged the needle into his shoulder. The potion quickly took effect, once again squeezing a trace of energy out of the body that was on the verge of collapse.

The fever was all over, the breath was short, the nosebleed slowly crept out, and the world became clear again.

Wipe the blood off your face with a golden knife on your sleeve. Elan twisted his neck and ordered the door to open.

Are you kidding.

I'm not going to be killed by this pediatric stuff.

I'm already a dad! so as not to be killed by this kind of pediatric **!