Chapter 852 Section 83.The Last Battle Before the Riverside

Blom did exactly what he had promised: he took three hundred men to hold back the pursuing rat swarm for a long time.

The price is that they will never come back.

But even if the pressure is relieved, the rat people all over the mountains are still reducing the number of people who break through, and even the mages are each armed with a magic musket to eliminate the endless swarm of rats.

This is the rat tide, if you kill a hundred rat people, you will not reduce this tide, but if you reduce one person, it will really reduce the number of people.

As night fell, the team that had been on the run for a day quickly became a burden to these mages, who were weaker than ordinary people, and slowed down the team.

Georgina said to Nina, who had returned to lead her, "Go away and leave us alone." ”

"Don't say stupid things."

The mages could no longer run and offered to stop the rats.

"No way!"

Fermi's answer was the same as Nina's: "Unless we die, you'll be fine." ”

Mages are a valuable asset. Whether or not they will remain in the Foreign Legion in the future, at least for now, they are weak comrades, and Fermi must protect them.

The warriors were about to lose their blunt swords, the front row was about to be crushed, and this time there was no basement for them to hide, when Elimoas fell from the sky.

She brought the news that Annan was going to be rescued, and even though she knew that the rescue would be at least a few days later, it still cheered them up.

"Hold on! Lord Annan will soon come back to support us! ”

The return of the blue dragon has relieved some of the pressure, and many slave rats are afraid to move forward in the dragon's might.

Elimoas swooped, spitting out lightning dragon breath as it plowed through the rats, and at some point, an evil energy shot out of the rats, winding around the unsuspecting Elimoas.

Instantly weakened, Elimoas could not raise her wings and smashed down, shattering the ground and the nezumi. Then the rats swarmed up and covered the beautiful dragon body of Elimoas.

Fermi led the legion to rush to support, and the blinding lightning suddenly burst out among the surging rats, and the nezumi who climbed up Elimoas turned charred black, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt.

Elimoas rose back into the air, her deep blue dragon scales unharmed by the brief siege just now. Flailing wings whipped up a gust of wind, and Elimoas took a deep breath, a snaking bolt of dragon's breath erupting, scorching the nezumi priest and the surrounding rats in the elite swarm.

"Keep up."

Circling in a circle, Elimoas whispered to the humans on the ground, and pounced on the five remaining white dragons to the east, clearing the way ahead.

From night to early morning, every swing of the weapon was accompanied by the screams of the nezumi and the splashing of blood. However, the rat tide is always endless, and wave after wave comes.

A white dragon screamed and fell, and the nezumi swarmed up. Elimoas rushed to the rescue, and another white dragon fell, and it was too late for her to arrive.

After two days of breaking through to the 5,800 men at the time of departure, less than 4,000 remained.

And they are 100 miles from the border of the Kingdom of Dimon.

No one blamed Fermi for making a bad decision. Because the blockade of the nezumi has always been there, the results of their stay in Hell Mountain will not be much better than they are now......

Although the cost was equally severe, there were only two white dragons left, less than a third of the centurions left, and even Fermi had a broken right arm.

After the bloody sunset vanished, the 3,000 surviving men rushed to a rushing river in the middle of the night.

Like a dividing line, the west side of the river is an endless tide of rats, while the east side is only a sparse colony of rats.

It saved the lives of the exhausted warriors, but also blocked them on this side.

Everyone turned their backs to the river to resist the swarm of rats, and chaos ensued.

Georgina raised her magic musket and aimed it at a grinning nezumi with sharp teeth, pulling the trigger -

The gunshots didn't go off as expected, the nezumi pounced with greed and madness in their eyes, and to make matters worse, Nina wasn't around.

Georgina, who had always stood in the distance and cast spells gracefully, closed her eyes to destroy the enemy-

Warmth erupted in front of her eyes, but no pain, and she opened her eyes to see an unknown young soldier blocking the attack for herself, killing the nezumi, but the nezumi's iron also tore through the tattered plate armor and pierced the chest.

"Healing!"

Georgina shouted, only to remember that her magic had dried up.

"I ...... I ......"

The young soldier who fell to the ground stretched out his hand, Georgina abandoned her former cleanliness habit and grabbed his hand with a silky gloved hand: "What do you want to say?" ”

The somewhat handsome young soldier spat pink blood: "Me and Lord Annan...... Who's good-looking......"

"You...... I don't know who Annan is......" Georgina laughed as she cried.

The young soldier pulled an ugly smile, Georgina's hand drooping, and his eyes reflecting the starry sky faded from their brightness.

"I really want to go back to Liberty City......"

Georgina seemed to have lost the ability to think, and froze there.

Until a familiar roar sounded in my ears.

"What are you doing!"

Nina dragged her to her feet and pushed her to the core area where she was protected, and continued to rush out to fight.

Elimoas landed with the only two white dragons left, stared at Fermi and said, "Whoever goes first." ”

"Let the mage go first, and all the wounded will stop the rat tide with me!"

Fermi hadn't forgotten to bring Aloma, her Philosopher's Stone was the only proof that they were still fighting.

Aloma already knew her importance, did not refuse, and said to the bloody little William, "What about Richardson? ”

"He died in battle." He said.

In the past, William Jr. was a young son who had no opinions, as evidenced by the fact that he was kicked out by his sister to recruit soldiers. But as he experienced the war, he transformed from a boy into a warrior.

Elimayas and the two white dragons carried the mage across the fast-flowing river to the other side, but it took time to transport, and all the soldiers began to buy time for them.

Blood stained the grass red, drowning in the deep darkness of the night.

After nearly a hundred round-trips, Elimoas finally sent more than 300 mages, but she couldn't help the remaining 2,000 warriors.

On the eve of the dim dawn, a tragic atmosphere permeated the battlefield.

They won't be able to hold on.

Loclon carried a badly wounded and bloodied centurion back from the front.

"I shouldn't see the light of dawn...... "The centurion coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm, "my suicide note...... Damn it. ”

He remembered that their suicide notes were all with the elven archmage, and who would have thought that Ymir would be before them......

Lokren looked at the night sky and was about to sigh something, when he suddenly saw a silhouette draped in the morning glow coming from the sky, becoming clearer and clearer, and the outline of the floating city appeared......

"That's Liberty City, it's floating in the air! We are saved, do you see? Loqueren bowed his head excitedly, surprise frozen on his face.

The centurion was out of breath.

(End of chapter)