His beloved fiancée was not in Michelis, but on the side of the main territory of Akarin.

In addition to him, there are also some Yingmu soldiers who are coming to Michelis to support, and family and friends are also in the main territory. If they are smarter enough to see so many thousands of miles, they should be able to guess what is happening, and they should be restless at this moment, deeply worried for their distant relatives.

Everyone's eyes all fell on Chen Lin, and the expectation in their eyes silently expressed a common message - go home!

Akarin is the real home of Michelis.

Although the commander does not have absolute decision-making power, everyone is accustomed to letting him decide everything, and Chen Lin has never disappointed everyone.

Chen Lin pondered for a long time, then raised his head and said categorically: "This is the end of the bonfire party, I order the whole army to rest immediately, and we will set off early tomorrow morning!" Destination – Akarin! ”

Everyone cheered in unison, and Christie stepped forward and stretched out her hand with a smile: "My lord, if you want to, our cooperation is still valid." ”

Chen Lin did not hesitate to reach out and shake her hand: "Very good, I accept!" ”

Towards dawn in the first-class city of Dodolat, the night is still thick and cool.

But the hearts of the people here are cooler, and the drums of war are beating again, which is thrilling.

The soldiers of Dodorat were physically and mentally exhausted, and it was as if the enemy would never stop attacking one after another.

The people of Akalin finally deeply realized the strength of the Southeast Alliance led by the Tang State, which was much stronger than they imagined.

This eldest brother, who used to be very kind and often selflessly gave assistance, suddenly became extremely hideous, and stretched out his magic grasp to the little brother he had been caring for in the past ten days ago.

The timing chosen by Tang Guo was indeed just right, before the Netherworld Gate was reopened, the desperate desperate efforts of the demonic beast that jumped over the wall did indeed deal a heavy blow to the human beings of the Sea Kingdom, and just when both sides were defeated, the Tang Kingdom, who was eyeing each other, was very clever to act.

The neutral countries that had not yet recovered their breath naturally had no strength to resist, so they could only let the long-planned southeast iron cavalry set foot on their own territory.

In just ten days, the Tang State quickly captured one small sea country after another with the momentum of destruction and decay. In particular, the Venus front, which had the weakest defense, had even been forced to the center of the Ansoan Ocean, and Akalin was the closest city to the east except for the distant Michelis.

The distance from the main territory is so far that Michelis is more like a small, independent country if not nominally under the control of Akalin.

Aking from a pitiful rest, the soldiers were bloodshot and numbly dragged their bodies to their feet, armor on their bodies. The weapon in his hand is so heavy at the moment.

The severe lack of sleep, the excessive intensity of the load, long exceeded the load on the soldiers. They are struggling to hold on to their limits.

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"Lord Rega, I once again suggest narrowing the line of defense, our soldiers are already seriously overdrawn! If this happens, the consequences will be unimaginable! ”

It was a tall and mature beauty who spoke, and the emerald green forked horns on the head of the mantis were a sign peculiar to a noble race.

She was - Stasia!

"Yes, Lord of Leijia City, please carefully consider the opinion of the support envoy."

The next speaker was still a woman, just as surprising - Cindia!

These two former Michelis City Lord and Deputy City Guard actually appeared in front of the battlefield of Dodorat City at this moment!

If there is a Michelis kernel included. If you pay attention, you will find many familiar ground holes here.

The high-ranking officials who received the secret order and withdrew from Michelis. It's basically all here.

After bringing these people back, the Akalin officials directly installed them in the city of Dodorat as outtown support officers.

On the one hand, Dodorat is deeply affected by Warcraft and has a shortage of talents. Second, to a certain extent, it can alleviate the notorious reputation of this group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death and temporarily leave the battlefield. Give the outside world a relatively reasonable excuse. They had only returned to support Dodorat. Anyway, Michelis is not immune, it is better to sacrifice it to save Dodolat, who is also in a bad situation.

Akarin's official strategy has indeed worked to kill two birds with one stone, while successfully stabilizing Dodolat. The stains on Michelles' officials have also been slightly cleaned.

"No, our soldiers in Dodorat all have a heroic and fearless spirit, and they are not retreating people who are greedy for life and afraid of death! Stasia, Miss Cindia, rest assured, hahaha......"

Laughing wildly was a young Terran man of about seventeen or eighteen years old across from Stasia and Cindia, dressed in a set of golden armor with a grief of a roaring lion's head tattooed in the center. It looks very powerful, and the red cloak on the back adds a bit of the owner's momentum.

The long sword in the young man's hand has not yet been exported, it has already exuded a formidable murderous aura, and the edge is exposed, as long as anyone with a little eyesight, can see that it must be a divine weapon that drinks countless blood.

A person dressed up like this should be very stylish, but unfortunately, this young man himself is too sorry for the audience.

A face with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, a narrow heavenly court, sparse eyebrows, gray eyes, horizontal and vertical, up and down, all have the bearing of a handsome army. What's even worse is that his short and thin figure is just put on that powerful armor, which is simply nondescript, and it feels like a tyrannical thing.

The sharp weapon in the young man's hand was even more noisy, and when ten people first saw him, at least nine would pay attention to the sword first, not the one holding it.

No matter how strong the artifact is, it is useless in the hands of the weak.

Judging a person's personality in terms of appearance and decoration, it is like the blunt act of putting that unsuitable suit of armor on the body, and the person in front of him seems to be the kind of guy who is not strong enough in his own right, but he is in the limelight.

As Stasia called, the young man's name was Ret, and he was the lord of the city.

This kind of person is obviously far from being qualified to control the life and death of a big city soldier, but Reiter is a bit special, and his illustrious family background has become a stepping stone to the peak of power.

Rayter's father was the late saint-level swordsman of Akalin, the only son of the former lord of Ristuf, and his only heir.

Leitt's mother, Ritt's wife, died in childbirth after giving birth to Ritt, and her last wish was for Ritt to train Ritt to be a talent no matter what.

Ristuf was a man of great affection, grief-stricken by the death of his beloved wife, and regarded his last wishes as a holy omen, so he naturally loved Reiter very much, cultivated them carefully, taught him all his life's learning, and did his best to pave a bright road for him to climb up.

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