Seeing the black-haired mercenary enter the whack of the floatship in a strange way, the Templars gave the captain the order to self-destruct in the Chain of Consciousness.

After a short period of more than a dozen seconds, there was no movement in the direction of the cab, which was supposed to be blown up in a burst of fire, and the Templars were dead with their hearts.

When he threatened Abraham in the name of the Witch King to no avail, the Templar relented.

"Wait!" When Abraham was about to break his hamstring and leave him here to die, the Templars shouted, "I have a deal!" Take me along! I told my people to give up resistance now! ”

Abraham watched as the worms surging from the walls and the fragile line of slave soldiers and mercenaries retreated under the tentative onslaught of the bugs, and the circle of defense grew smaller and smaller.

"Well, let your people stop resisting now!" Abraham didn't waste any more time, pulled the Templar up and pushed him in the direction of the floatship, the sword in his hand still across the opponent's neck: "Don't play tricks, or I'll throw you under the airship and let those bugs eat you from your feet!" ”

"Let's go! Embarkation! Don't waste time! Abraham carried the Templars down the gangway from the floatship into the interior of the float and gave the order to retreat to those still fighting outside.

In the floatboat, there were corpses everywhere, and the slave soldiers suffered heavy losses here.

The slaves, with only spears and improvised armour, were bloodied by guards armed with short weapons in this narrow terrain, but they had lost their fear of death, and with one bloody footprint, they pushed the battle line all the way to the innermost part of the cabin.

Everywhere there were the corpses of slave soldiers and enemies, and Abraham saw three or four corpses tangled together in many places along the way.

When death comes, all beings are equal.

Abraham pushed the Templars all the way, and all the slave soldiers who were still alive looked at Abraham, bowed their heads deeply, and saluted him.

The floating boat, which was originally full of fighting sounds, became solemn and silent as Abraham walked by.

There, seven or eight black-armored warriors had stopped their counterattack and formed a semi-circular defensive formation, holding an iron gate, and behind them, three or four archers, maintaining a posture of opening their bows, also stood still.

They had received orders from the Templars to halt the counterattack.

Outside the defensive formation, there were more than a dozen corpses that left people with little place to stay.

In front of Wang Yue, the enemy who was still fighting with him a second ago suddenly stopped resisting, and he, who didn't know what was happening, took the opportunity to stab a sword into the gap in the opponent's armor!

Bright red blood gushed out along the special bloodletting trough and flowed all over the ground, and Li Yanlong grabbed Wang Yue: "It's over, we won." ”

"Bang!" The door held by the black-armored warriors was pushed open from the inside, and the bloodied demon hunters looked at the crowd outside, blood flowing out of the door like a stream from inside the room.

Xu Yichen said expressionlessly: "The back has been emptied, let Li Bingheng come inside!" Our driver is dying! ”

Abraham shoved the Templar to the Demon Hunter's side: "I'll leave it to you!" He gave the order to surrender, I promised to take him with me, and my men still need to command! ”

Xu Yichen nodded, and said to Wang Yue: "Go tell them all to get on the boat, and by the way, ask anyone who has experience driving this thing, I don't know if the crew members who are still alive are enough to drive this big guy away!" ”

Abraham stood at the door, carefully counting the slave soldiers who boarded the floatboat, and he patted everyone on the shoulder.

At this time, Abraham knew that if these men relented, they would lose the courage to defend themselves against the witch king, and he needed to establish his prestige among the slaves.

With the help of the slaves, all the wounded were loaded onto the float, and the mercenaries followed the flow into the float.

A dozen slave soldiers were lining up to board the float when they were thrown to the ground by the insects that rushed up behind them, and their corpses became the best cover for the others.

The last to board the ship was a combination of a samurai and a mad cow, and the two of them played a greater than two of their lives on the battlefield, passing through like a whirlwind, leaving only a field of insect corpses.

At the end of the day, they cleared a clearing in the swarm, and successfully separated the hovership from the iron box fixed underneath the hovership.

The bugs, having lost their ground targets, began to climb up the outer walls of the magic tower, and the orcs had already been wiped out, and even the corpses were gone.

"If I ever return to the Raging Bull Tribe, I swear I'll never have a son of the Raging Bull come here again." Mad Bull stood at the door of the cabin and looked at the tide of insects like the ocean below: "The Witch King has deceived us, there is no glory here, there are no heroes, nothing but death. ”

"yes, nothing but death." Abraham looked at the slave soldiers below who had been torn to pieces by the bugs and sighed: "But from now on, we have hope, and when the sun rises, everything will be different!" ”

Mad Bull handed the axe in his hand to Abraham: "Maybe it makes more sense to you." ”

Abraham took the great axe, lifted it with great difficulty, and slashed the rope that connected the anchor, and the whole float shook and slammed upward!

"To freedom!" Abraham returned the axe to the mad bull, looked back at the slave soldiers who were lined up in a neat line, looking at him with weapons in hand, and shouted, "Freedom! From today onwards, there will be no one who can let you die worthlessly! No one can deprive you of the right to shout! ”

"No more wearing these rank-symbolizing armors!" Abraham laboriously stripped off his status-symbolizing Templar armor and threw it from the float: "From now on, we are all free men!" ”

At the open hatch of the floatboat, the sun rose over the horizon, and the golden sunlight shone into the cabin, making Abraham look particularly solemn.

"Free!" The slave soldiers shouted at first in a whisper, and then looked at each other, and no one used the whip to teach them to behave, so the slaves shouted with all their might: "Freedom! ”

The weapons in the hands of the slaves were thrown to the ground with a crackle.

In a peaceful atmosphere, the demon hunter felt as if he had missed something.

Inside the tower, Mage Werther looked at the rising float and asked the hostage behind him, "When are you going to let me go?" ”