With a few loud bangs, Bolurentina was in flames.

"Hey, help me transfer Lord Moya." Ian called Adjutant Jiang Lin.

"Ah, excuse me," said Ian, "and when he returns, tell him that I have done what he tells me." ”

Ian hung up the phone and stared blankly at the mural.

Zamer pushed the door open:

"My lord, the east gate has been lost."

Ian looked at the mural and was silent.

"Did that ploy really work?" Zamer asked.

"Zamer, go gather all your forces and get ready for battle." Ian said.

"Yes, sir, for Empress Mates." Zamel said, "For Menelofe." ”

"For a new tomorrow." Ian added.

Zamer stepped back and went to prepare. Mene Ian drew his sword from his belt and examined it carefully.

Outside the east gate, the troops of the Northern Military Region had already penetrated, and the soldiers on both sides were rushing forward one after another, and the smell of blood and sweat filled the air.

Zamer is a distant relative of Ian, who once supported the Zamer family, and Zamer's father repaid him by making his son Ian's helper. Zamel is an excellent starter, not only diligent in action, but also thoughtful, and even more commendable is that he once served in the government army, served as a staff officer, although he did not participate in the battle, but he is very good at managing the army. ”

"Otoku Bo, Difan, you lead the team from west to east."

Zamel said as he drew his sword.

"Kolevo, you and I are going to reclaim the East Gate. No one must retreat—"

"Yes."

Zamer led his group to Dongdaemun to fight.

Mene Ian came down the stairs when the rain suddenly began to fall.

"Where's Zamer?" Ian asked.

"My lord, he's gone to reclaim the East Gate."

"The order goes down, and no one is to retreat—"

"Yes, sir."

Ian walked to the East Gate Theater and recognized Zamer from a distance directing the operation.

"Is there any movement in the north?" Ian asked Zamel.

"So far, there has been no movement," Zamel said, "whether to ...... again"

An enemy soldier suddenly appeared in front of Zamer. Zamel slashed at it with a decisive swing, and Ian stepped forward and kicked the enemy soldier to the ground.

Ian raised his gun and knocked over two more enemy soldiers.

"Too much, ...... at all"

Zamel didn't say any more, and the defence continued to retreat.

"Zamer...... Gather all the troops. ”

"Adult ......"

"Let's break out one last time."

The rain became heavier and heavier, and every now and then a rumbling thunder was heard.

Ian gathered all his elite soldiers and prepared for the final breakout. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted:

"It's a lightning strike—the IRA has been struck by lightning—"

"That's not thunder, it's a cannonball—"

"It's the rebels' shells, they're attacking the Republicans—"

It turned out that the rumbling sound was not thunder, but the sound of the rebels shelling the Republican Army.

"Great, my lord, it's done, it's done—"

Zamer cried out happily.

Ian stared solemnly ahead.

"Your Excellency," Zamel shouted, "the IRA is doomed. ”

Ian drew his sword, raised it high, and then made a thunderous sound:

"Raid by the whole army—"

Ian shouted with all his strength, as if to tear the sky apart.

The morale of the soldiers was suddenly boosted, and they all straightened up their blades and charged forward. The Republican Army, which had just been demoralized, suddenly fell into disarray, and in the face of artillery bombardment from the rear and a sudden charge from the front, it was in disarray and began to flee in all directions.

Ian hacked and killed more than a dozen enemy soldiers, and shot four or five. Blood flowed from the ground and heaped with the corpses of the Republicans.

"We won," Ian gasped, looking up at the sky, "...... We won. ”