When everyone heard this, they all looked sideways, and if they abandoned the city and fled, it would mean that the battle was lost.

Although he was unwilling, he had to admit that the army of ghouls outside the city was like a tide attacking a town with broken walls, which was simply a matter of searching for something.

Even if we stick to this gap, it will only be a slow demise, and the final outcome will only be the total annihilation.

In contrast, preserving the living force and retreating to the Snow Fang King City seemed to be the best decision at this time.

"Lord City Lord, I, Xuan Lei, swear to live and die with Fengjin Town!" At this time, at the gap in the city wall, Xuan Lei, who was fighting bloodily, denied the decision of the old city lord and resolutely shouted.

As soon as these words came out, it seemed to ignite the blood of the city guards, and the feeling of swearing to defend their homes exploded in the crowd, and the sound of "vowing to live and die with Fengjin Town" came and went.

Yes, even if the city lord orders the city to abandon the city, this Fengjin Town is where their ancestors have lived for generations.

Joining the City Guard was originally to protect this place, but now the blood is still flowing in the body, life is not ending, and hope is still there, how can you give up easily!

Looking at the soldiers in front of him who were still persevering, Canglin, the leader of the Torrent Knights, couldn't help but be a little moved.

He understood the mood of the Fengjin Town City Guards very well at this moment, and thought about it from his own position, if his clan was invaded by a strong enemy, I was afraid that everyone in the Torrent Knights would make the same choice.

As if infected by this indomitable spirit, Canglin did not order a retreat, but continued to lead the soldiers of the Knights, assisting in the defense, and fighting side by side.

Seeing this, the Writing Section stepped forward and said, "Everyone, retreat, the ghost clan has driven the brute beasts of the Broken Dragon Cliff over, if you don't leave, it will be too late." ”

This news was revealed by Bu Feng before, the ghost clan not only invited powerful reinforcements again, but also brought the brute beasts of the Broken Dragon Cliff, vowing to set foot in Fengjin Town!

Hearing this, Xuan Lei and Canglin on the front line couldn't help but be a little shaken, swearing to guard their duties as a soldier, but if what the text department said was true, then Fengjin Town would be hopeless.

At this time, Canglin finally made a decision in his heart, and couldn't help but say to Xuan Lei with some embarrassment: "Brother Xuan Lei, I'm sorry, I have the responsibility of protecting the princess, so I will retreat first......"

Then with an order, he led the Torrent Knights and the Turtle Mumu to retreat, and stood by around Ning Er and Shui Lao.

Xuan Lei was still fighting bloodily, he was very entangled, he refused to let the ghost clan pass, and he couldn't bear to look at the corpses of his comrades-in-arms around him......

With the roar of beasts in the distance, Xuan Lei finally made a decision, and he shouted, "All retreat, retreat with the city lord to defend the Snow Fang King City!"

Before the words fell, ignoring the shouts of the city guards, he rushed out of the city alone, like a hungry tiger, roaring and pounced on the tide of ghouls!

He wants to use his body as an obstacle to buy time for everyone to escape!

Xuan Lei couldn't come back, and everyone in the city guard obeyed the last order given by the captain, and they all withdrew and returned to the city lord.

With tears in the eyes of the old city lord, Xuan Lei's bloody charge made the friendship between the two like father and son condense into eternity at this moment......

Since he picked up Xuan Lei from the river, more than ten years of companionship have come through ups and downs, but he didn't expect that in the end, he still couldn't resist the catastrophe of the 500-year reincarnation.

Actually, it's okay, Xuan Lei has never been able to recover his lost memory, and he will always be the captain of the city guard in Fengjin Town......

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and then the dark clouds rolled over, and it became gloomy, and a light rain began to fall, and among the black clouds in the air, the silver snake swam away, breathing hideously.

The old city lord slowly opened his mouth and instructed the city guards: "Go to the Snow Fang King City, and guard the place......

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

But everyone in the city guard had no idea for a while, and they were entangled in place, in a dilemma.

The captain had just rushed into the enemy formation, and was overwhelmed by the tide of corpses, and the city lord refused to leave, wanting to cut off the rear for everyone.

At this critical moment, the Writing Section spoke: "The Snow Fang King City will be the last gathering place of the human race, if you want to take revenge, go there, what to do, you decide for yourself, live!"

With that, he waved his hand and let Ling Fei and Aozhong leave with everyone first.

The writing department remained where it was, knowing that the old city lord must have an explanation, and left alone to say his final goodbyes.

"Senior, may I ask when my commission will be settled?" the Writing Section was the first to speak.

However, as if he didn't expect the Writing Department to mention this at this time, the old city lord was stunned for a while.

Then he laughed and said: "Hahaha, next life, but if you have the ability, go to that kid in Aozhong to ask for it, he hasn't paid taxes this month." ”

After hearing this, the text department couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere and make this farewell seem less bleak, but at this time, the scene seemed to be more and more embarrassing.

"Boy!" the city lord of Fengjin Town stood with his hands in his hands and took the lead in speaking, "Everything in the world has a fixed number, and everything you do has cause and effect. ”

Hearing this, the writing department was a little confused, but he knew that what the old city lord said at this time must have his reason, so he nodded yes.

"If you have done the cause, you will be able to swallow the fruit......," the old lord continued, "and in the future, you will also protect the human race for me, and protect the ...... This Demon Barbarian Continent!"

When the Writing Department heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised, he understood that this city lord of Fengjin Town must know something, it was right to protect the human race, but what did it mean to protect the Demon Barbarian Continent!

Could it be that there is another hidden meaning in the 500-year-old reincarnation disaster? The real mastermind behind the scenes...... Could it be an existence outside the Demon Barbarian Continent?

Before he could ask a question, he felt a violent wave of qi, and with the power of pushing, he directly knocked himself out, and when he landed, he found that he was already outside Fengjin Town.

However, there was an old city lord's voice echoing in his ears: "After the apocalypse, rekindle hope, please you, Embers of Doom!"

It was only at this time that the Writing Department understood that this senior who controlled the thunder and lightning might have really come into contact with the core secrets of the Demon Barbarian Continent.

And the identity of his doomsday embers, I'm afraid that when they met for the first time, they had already been guessed by the other party.

The Writing Section bowed deeply in the direction of the lightning and thunder in the air, and muttered: "Snow Fang Imperial Fang Camp, Doomsday Ember, Remnant Maple, congratulations to the seniors!"

After a long time, he straightened up and chased in the direction where Ling Fei and the others had fled.

At this point, the writing department understands in his heart that there is another burden on his shoulders, and there is another unyielding soul in his life!

......

In Fengjin Town, after the old city lord sent the writing department away, he no longer suppressed the abilities in his body, but ignored the full operation of the old disease, like a thunder flower blooming, and the heavens and the earth looked bleak!

"You're still the same. Suddenly, an old voice sounded on the side, and I saw an old grandmother, holding a black cat in her arms, slowly walking to the city lord's side.

After seeing this, the old city lord seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, and he didn't seem too surprised, but smiled slightly and asked, "You still choose...... Forgive me?"