Chapter 805: Warrior Glory

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Do you want to chase?

Look at the tail of the monster army. I was deep in thought, and then I had a flash of inspiration and slapped my palm.

What a joke, bastard!

Catch up and be ridiculed and beaten by the monsters?!

That methodical retreat. It's like saying: Hurry up and catch up, and then let my brother and I loosen your bones, comfortable, very comfortable. You might even be able to see the kind smile of my grandmother on the other side of the river.

Or a friendly gift of a few blood bear energy cannons?

Forget it. It's not very useful. A bundle of blood bear energy cannons can kill more than a thousand monsters, which is not painful for an army of monsters with hundreds of thousands of numbers, and when the resurrection time passes. It's another bunch of weirdos.

Based on the above conclusions, if you want to completely defeat this monster army, even if you kill the tooth skin, it is useless, at most, it will make the monster organization chaotic, and there are only two real ways.

The first method is the least technical, very simple, in a short period of time, wipe out most of these hundreds of thousands of monster armies, and completely defeat them. It's something that even a child can think of.

The second way,It's to find out the mastermind behind the scenes and defeat it.,These monsters get together under the pressure of the top.,Some monsters are still mortal enemies of each other.,Once the constraints of the behind-the-scenes operation line are missing,It's a group of rabble.,Maybe they'll fight first.,Come to a second world Western Kingdom regional monster first competition that is rare for a thousand years.,The winner has no prize.。

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If you think about it this way. I really have a long way to go.

sighed. Slowly falling on the city wall, the cloak was closed at the moment of the untransformation, but it didn't make these adventurers see that their messenger was actually a little guy who was still milky and undried enough to be their grandson. Prestige, grace, prestige.

Down-to-earth, shrouded in the shadow of the cloak, and feeling a little mysterious, I raised my head to meet the hot gaze of the ten thousand paths.

"Guys, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you okay?"

Facing the countless eyes that were several times hotter than the last time we met, I felt a slight suffocation in my heart, and then, the experience I had learned from dealing with the princess of Sanwu and the rotten girl Alius for many years came into play at this time.

Convergence of feelings, concise and dazzling, is what is usually said to be a mouthless attribute, of course, I'm not selling cute. It's not tsundere, it's just not good at dealing with it. I'm not used to these enthusiastic eyes.

"Yes, there is the concern of the Messenger of Labor."

For some reason, the warriors replied loudly and loudly as if they were being reviewed.

I looked at tens of thousands of sheets full of battle exhaustion. But with a resolute face, I felt a sense of relief in my heart.

If it is for this group of lovely warriors to work hard, the life of the Sprinkle family is worth it.

Eyes swept over faces, was it my delusion? As far as the eyes go, their spirits seem to have suddenly improved a little, and their faces that were full of tiredness just now suddenly shined, could it be that their gaze. It actually has the same effect as the vitality bomb of a certain eldest sister who has been living in the old library for a long time?

"Casualties, how's that?"

Although I can't figure out what the situation is, and although I can't bear to hit these soldiers who have finally raised their spirits and fighting spirits, for the sake of the next words, I still asked this most serious and morale-damaging question.

Sure enough, the faces that were still flashing with inexplicable starlight just now suddenly dimmed, as if the bright sun was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds. One of these proud heads bowed down. Some even burst into tears silently.

What kind of losses can make these steely warriors cry?

Although I had been mentally prepared, my heart still suddenly cooled, from the person in charge, the wizard Ollie. Heavy battle reports were heard.

The Lost City from the day of the war to the present day. Nine days have passed, and after nine days of fighting without knowing the night, more than 100 soldiers have fallen one after another. Most of them were soldiers, a small number of mercenaries, and nine were transferred.

These warriors are all excellent fighters who have passed the survival rate of less than one-fifth of the first world and have come here, and because of this battle, they are in the yellow sand.

If you count the other four cities, plus the still unknown situation of the Rogue camp, the combined losses of these are already greater than the losses caused by the monster attack on the village eight years ago.

The entire lost city was shrouded in deep sorrow, and the devastated city walls in the eyes and the collapsed ruins in the city made the atmosphere even heavier, and even himself, who had not experienced this battle with his own eyes, felt breathless.

I'm sorry, but I deliberately created this gloomy atmosphere.

Glance again at the many bowed and silent faces. I whispered three heavy words.

"Retreat."

Yes, give up the Lost City. It's really unfavorable here, the climate is harsh, and the monsters are powerful. And the commander is cunning and unusual, and most importantly, the civilians of the Lost City have all been transferred, and this is already an empty city, this empty city is close to the depths of the desert, except for the ancient battlefield in the past. There is no other value, and even if it is abandoned, the loss to the entire Western Kingdom is not large.

The benefits will not only reduce unnecessary casualties, but also add a new force to the other four cities with more conservation value. Compared to these benefits, the disadvantages of loss due to abandonment are simply insignificant

Three words. It's like magic. Float into the ears of every warrior. Their gloomy faces turned blue and white.

As adventurers who can go all the way, they are not unaware of this truth, but they also have their own persistence. And I'm now. It is to break their persistence and reduce unnecessary casualties.

"Emissary!"

Ollie's high voice rang in the ears of every ashen-faced adventurer.

"I want to protect this ?!!"

I want to guard this one

I want to guard this one

Guarding here one

Guarding here one

The sonorous and powerful voice, echoing loudly above the Lost City, was like a thunderbolt, illuminating every dim face, reinjecting luster into these lost souls.

Compare. , 2 can be compared to enamel

Compared to the heads of the other four cities. Although the wizard Ollie is calm and wise, and the command is good, in the eyes of other adventurers, this ability can only be called a staff officer, a military advisor, not a general, he lacks a kind of momentum as a general, a kind of charm as a leader.

But now, they know that they are wrong, and Ollie, who stood up and said this, is completely a qualified general. A leader who convinces everyone.

"Why?"

Changes for adventurers. I saw it in my eyes and sighed slightly.

"Many, many, many."

Ollie's voice became more and more firm, and he glanced back at the warrior behind him, as a mage, his well-proportioned physique exuded a pride that was not inferior to that of a warrior.

"Some of the people here are fighting for the Lost City. Some fight for the conviction in their hearts, and some for a promise. A dedication, the reasons are different, but everyone's determination is the same!! ”

Taking a deep breath, the hearts of tens of thousands of warriors seemed to be connected, and they all followed Ollie's movements and raised their weapons high.

"Fight to the death, fight to the death. Fight to the death

The sound shook for ten miles, and even the dark clouds shrouded in the sky were washed away, and began to gradually scatter rays of sunlight, illuminating the weapons held high by every warrior, making the lost city of the ruins of the ruined walls clothed with a layer of singing and crying golden armor.

"Every fighter here has volunteered to stay." Ollie's gaze was full of determination, and he suddenly fell to one knee.

"Your Excellency, Messenger. Forgive me for my willfulness, I know that such impulsive thoughts will bring unbearable bitterness to the Alliance, to the relatives of the warriors, but we have reasons why we have to fight! Faith that cannot be thrown away! Determination to overcome yourself! ”

"Strategist"

Immediately behind Ollie, a neat voice. Tens of thousands of warriors all knelt down.

This kneeling. Not to anyone, but to bring painful repentance to oneself, to one's own willfulness, to one's alliance, to those who cherish oneself, to those who cherish oneself.

Then, he discarded those scruples. Become a demon who swears to protect you!!

Looking at the fallen warriors, my eyes burned unconsciously, and I blinked my hot eyes as I looked at Ollie kneeling on one knee in front of me, trying to keep a tremor in my indifferent voice.

"Ollie, you're derelict in your duties."

"Yes, my subordinates know."

Bow your head like a child doing something wrong. Ollie's voice was still sonorous, and he looked like a naughty child who shouted out in front of the teacher after a fight.

Really. This group of guys is obviously several times older than themselves, why are they so willful and worry-free? Don't they know that every soldier lost here is undoubtedly like cutting off a piece of flesh in the heart of the old fox of Akara?

Why in their hearts. But there is an urge to accompany them to be willful once? It stands to reason that he should have passed the teary-eyed age that was moved by the hot-blooded boy comics. Is it to take revenge on the old fox Akara for a long time to record?

"Stand up, warriors!!"

There was a crunch. A long sword with a dark golden hue was held high in the air, a cold voice. Gradually becoming high.

"Lift up your proud heads, straighten your unyielding backs, go on according to your own will, throw aside a single mercy and hesitation, raise up your weapons, and prove our pride with the wails and blood of your enemies! You're all good. ”

A textbook-like manifesto, albeit extremely clichΓ©. But these blood-soaked warriors. All that was needed now was such an agreement, a determination, and in an instant, a neat faint sound sounded again, and the warriors stood up straight. Holding the weapon in his hand high, he shouted loudly with a cry from the depths of his soul.

"Fight! Fight! Win! Win! ”

Taking a deep breath, I clenched my longsword tightly and looked at it with determination.

Today, let's accompany you for a while. If it is your mission to protect the Lost City. My mission, then, is to protect you.

Looking at the craze of shouting up and down the city wall, the raised long sword slashed a semicircular arc of light in the air, and disappeared in my hand, I silently turned around and left.

Perhaps, his decision this time was not wrong. Although more valuable warriors will be lost because of this, immortals...

Feeling the fighting spirit behind me, I raised my head slightly, squinting at the bright sun half-peeking out of the dark clouds.

However, as a person who has come before, I know very well that I want to break through the level of the pseudo-realm. It is necessary to use this powerful obsession as a catalyst, although more sacrifices will be made, but the surviving warriors will have a much higher chance of breaking through to become a master of the pseudo-realm...... Does the cheeks determine the potential? Could it be said that the public office is a subconscious rational state that allows itself to only make decisions... Xiao is the same as Akara when the monsters attacked the village eight years ago, maybe I've been spoiled by them.

Ollie noticed my departure and caught up. Apologizing again for his wayward behavior, perhaps he knew better than any of the other adventurers present what a loss for the Alliance was for every warrior who was here.

"The monster shouldn't attack for a while. Get some rest. ”

He patted Ollie on the shoulder, and the feeling of a stone in the palm of his hand was as hard as a stone. It made me feel how much weight this mage had to bear on his shoulders for his decision.

"And then, survive."

In Ollie's gaze, I left this sentence, and I disappeared into the white light of the teleportation array.

Then again, at the last minute. I still haven't been able to carry out Alius's four-character mantra to the end.,This difficulty is a little too high.,Is it really because of Alius's exclusive selling skills?

Compare. , 2 can be compared to enamel

At the end of the hot-blooded comics, a certain Tucao Emperor still gorgeously ignores the atmosphere, leaving his last grudge in the teleportation station of the Lost City.

"What an amazing man."

Ollie looked at the empty teleportation array. muttered. Then he clenched his fists, as if he had made up his mind.

I will definitely protect it.

Of course, he didn't know that the magical person in his mouth had already been interrogated by three people in the Mage Guild.

"Elder, I was expecting you to persuade the warriors of the Lost City to return." Taba shook his head. A look of hatred.

"I didn't expect you to mess around with them." Garn looked up to the sky and sighed.

"My poor sons, I don't know how many will come back." The mercenary leader, Thackeray's eyes were red.

"This,

I explained a lot of it, including the probability of a breakthrough that can increase the pseudo-realm, and I also took it out.

"Even so, the sacrifice is a little too big, how precious the warriors of the second world are, the elder you should know better than us."

The three old foxes glanced at each other, still chattering and continuing to bombard words.

"In short, because of your willful decision-making, Elder. The adventurers of the Lost City are entrusted to you. ”

I was dizzy to see my family being bombed. The three old foxes were stunned and almost in flames, so they finally wagged their tails and announced the ultimatum.

These bastards, in fact, are trying to squeeze my labor!!

"However, Elder, you came back at the right time."

After the goal was accomplished, the three cunning old fellows did not intend to give me a space to think about at all. With a solemn expression, as if one thing had been decided in this way, and entering the next issue, the deliberately stiff face was clearly trying to control the atmosphere and rhythm and suppress my voice of resistance.

"I was about to send a message to the four of us to come back."

"Oh, is there any new information here?"

Although it is very upset that these three old foxes have set themselves up, but the decision of the Lost City does have its own responsibility in it, and I also intend to take this responsibility, and I complained a few words in my heart, and I followed their meaning and got to the point.

The three old foxes shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"There is no new information, I contacted you on the one hand, on the one hand, I want to see what the four envoys have gained. On the other hand?"

With a heavy sigh, Thackeray, who was mainly responsible for battle scheduling, said with a sad face.

"Elder Fan, you have also seen in the Lost City, those cunning monsters actually use wheel tactics, and most of the warriors' bodies can no longer keep up, although the situation in other cities is better than that of the Lost City, but if this situation continues,"

The numerical disadvantage is the biggest hidden danger in this battle, even if it is commanded by Artoria, who has the attribute of a king, it is impossible to conjure a warrior out of thin air to make up for this hidden danger, so if the monster uses the wheel tactic, we really have no way at all.

"You mean, let's buy the four of us a little time?" With a tap of my index finger, I pondered

Road.

"That's right, we didn't have much hope at first, but after receiving that the elder forced back the monster army with a one-man game in the Lost City, we were even more sure that the pseudo-realm powerhouse was indeed extraordinary."

Taba let out a gasp for a few moments, they had never expected to be in such a massive battle before. The strength of a strong man can do this, it seems that he underestimates the advantage of the top soldiers.

"Please, Elder, I know it's a bit ridiculous to make such a request, but, even if it's only half a day's rest, let's fight for a little chance of survival for those lovely warriors."

He cares most about his subordinates. Regardless of his identity, he stood up. Bow deeply to me. Pleading.

"Lord Thackeray doesn't have to be like this. Speaking of which, this is one of our responsibilities. ”

I quickly stood up and helped him up, only to find that the seven-foot man's eyes were red, and he was clutching a ball of paper in his fist, which was slowly turning into powder.

I've just seen this poor ball of paper. is a casualty report in five cities.

"By the way, has the contact signal been sent out? I also have some information here, and I would like to discuss it with you. ”

"Oh, it seems that Senior Brother Wu has gained the most from going out this time."

Before they could answer. A familiar voice came from outside the door, and then Carlos, Seattleck, and Sister Sharna, who still had traces of wind and sand on their cloaks, walked in one after another.

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