Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, and if you don't leave, it's really too late.

Cybertron is really panicking right now, and it's panicking. This situation is completely unplayable, and the other side is pressing its own situation no matter how you look at it. The most important thing is that the heart is already completely panicked, you said that the other side is chasing the problem of emotional debt, how can you pay it back? The advantage of the other side is greater than your own, and the attack and defense of the other side are higher than your own.

At this time, you can only decisively choose to surrender, what did the famous short man Napoleon of the First French Empire say? "On the battlefield of love, only retreat is the right way".

Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, and if you don't leave, it's estimated that you're going to become a sex woman and be pressed and beaten again-how x is, how the other party wants to x themselves, and they can't fight back! To be exact, there is no power to fight back!

It was discovered thousands of years ago, Gilgamesh...... Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it Niang Twinkle at this time, and it is difficult to describe the advantages of beating the Bulkesos. It's like beating a child on a rainy day, and being idle is also playing with your hands.

This overwhelming saturation attack is coming, and it is clearly a weapon against the army and even the country, right? It is still the kind of physical damage and magic damage combined, and it can't be prevented! And it seems that the other party is still the ultimate magical power embodiment of the mythological era three thousand years ago, but the existence of the demigod is more difficult to fight than a full god no matter how you look at it (it may be that Cybertron has not seen a complete god of eight hundred in earnest). Nima's force value is so high that he can fly, and the pressure in the air is difficult to describe.

How can you lose if you sue me for riding your face? Ha, you win by slapping your face. It's impossible, it's impossible to lose! Cybertron is also a professional fighter, do you know that a professional fighter?

Since you can't beat it, you can only run.

Under the righteous words of the golden glitter, Cybertron ran away with his tail between his legs, his crutches, and his urinal in his hand.

But there's a lot more to do before we go.

"These are ready to be shipped...... I don't want any of this! What are you doing with broken bottles and statues? Save me space! Find another boat to transport heavy equipment!-"

In the harbor outside Athens, Cybertron's rank-and-file knights worked hard to dispatch goods.

"Yes!--A little further to the left!--Yes, put it down!Let's work together!Lift the boat!Yes!"

Then, a group of unscientific Bourkeso people quickly loaded the ship with strange force, or rather, reloaded the ship.

"Looks like we can leave right away. ”

Cybertron watched his people turn into stevedores and stevedores with his hands behind his back, and there was nothing else to say - he couldn't say anything more. The port of Athens at this time was not much different from that of 3,000 years ago, and even the prosperity was almost the same. In fact...... On the contrary, he felt that this place was more bleak, maybe because of the war, which made him depressed, right?

"Yes, sir. The waiter next to him smiled happily, and he said with a sense of pride: "Bourkeso, so majestic. ”

The banner is clear, the guns and knives are clothed, and the order is strong - a group of Bourkeso porters.

"It's a pity ......," Mordred, who was standing behind Cybertron, sighed, "Compared to that golden shiny, it's like a native chicken." ”

The red-haired squire had been promoted to knight baron by Cybertron Fire, and his fief was near the port of Kent, which was a convenience for him - young man, he always had some opinions when he heard others hurt his own people like this. He was a little upset when he saw Mordred's embroidered robe and golden armor, and he stood under the royal banner with Cybertron.

"My lordship...... Excuse me, I've always had a doubt. I rushed all the way back from Constantinople and was completely ...... I don't understand why you're retreating so quickly, and I don't understand the ...... standing next to you. The...... Who is it?"

The squire swallowed, and it was very difficult to speak. Because he hadn't met a few of his colleagues before, he had just come back and saw such a master - but even if he was kicked in the head by a donkey, his eyes could see that the one standing next to Cybertron had the same appearance as Cybertron.

To be exact, they all look exactly the same!

The squire was startled at first, and the red-haired boy thought it was the Pandaragon of the master mother, but he looked at his chest - no, Ichoma Hirakawa was the same as Cybertron.

...... Cybertron has finally given up the evil way of melee combat, and the master who specializes in mage will finally open a mirror image?

"She, no one introduced you, you have a problem with popularity. Cybertron turned around and looked at his former guard squire with a wry smile: "She's Mordred." ”

“...... She, Mordred, "That's a bit informative.

"This ...... This ......" The squire didn't know what to say, and vaguely seemed to be able to sense what this had to do with the hasty retreat, but he couldn't know where the relationship was.

"Let's not talk about this - I asked you to withdraw from Constantinople quickly, did you bring me back the 'people'?"

Cybertron turned his head, feeling the Greek sea breeze blowing, and he turned back and walked towards the city of Athens.

"Yes, sir. The squire was about to ask something, but suddenly he was pulled by one of his own low-ranking knights. The young man was helpless and could only say to him left and right: "I have brought back all the people of Constantinople, including Kira ......"

Looking at Cybertron's face, it seems that he has completely forgotten about this eunuch. The squire continued, "There are ...... Baldwin V, I brought it to you. ”

"Tell him to come to me at once. Cybertron snorted and said, "I can't just leave! I've got to leave something to prove that I've been here!—call the mayor of Athens, aren't they going to surrender?"

"Your Excellency?"

"I can't go to the Holy Land, and I don't want to go to that broken place in Jerusalem in my life except for the army and distribution!" Cybertron felt disgusted in that place: "But I still have to do what I promised Baldwin V, the king of the Holy Land, to restore the kingdom of the Holy Land." But well...... Propaganda is propaganda, didn't the Byzantine emperor promise me land? Tsk, thinking that I was far away in England and could not govern the territory in the East, so it was as if I had not promised it? The king of a country, the king of another country, the king of another country - I have no affiliation with him, he will become the retainer of my wife Alice Field, and it will be fine in the future...... Well, you don't have to think about that. ”

Cybertron took matters into account and explained his bad idea.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

"I have to ...... When I go back to China immediately, I always feel that I have been pitted very badly!"