Chapter 821 52. Rescue
Imperial officials are highly disciplined, and there is only one reason for him to reveal the secret: permission.
The official went on to talk about the second thing:
The rat men drove away a group of humans, or a group of humans were chased by the rat men and fled from the north to the Great Wall of the North. On the surface, the empire wants to use fire and blood to awaken the coalition forces, but in fact, it wants the coalition forces to go to the north to pick up these refugees...
However, as the top three in the hunting operation, the empire gave them preferential treatment: they do not need to participate in the advancement operation. .
Annan felt a little relieved, it seemed that he had little to do with Liberty City. But when he sent this "good news" to hellfire, the always loyal Fermi rejected Annan.
"Lord Annan, we are from the north, and we are also from the north on the other side of the mountain," he said.
Yes... they are from the north.
The Hellfire recruits are all children who lost their loved ones during the great migration and mass extinction. The compatriots are over there, and they still have a bloody feud with the rat people. How can they leave...
Annan can't bear to let the people of Free City sacrifice, but he can't bear to refuse revenge to those who hold hatred...
"I agree, but I want to remind you that you don't have time to build defenses and prepare for a battle. Face the gap with the rat people: we have never had the ability to fight head-on with the rat people. We have mixed elite rats and reckless people. The rat tide is the limit we can endure."
"I know...Thank you, Lord Annan. I will make amends to you after the war...if I am still alive."
"I hope you will come back one by one, legion commander."
Femi pressed his heels together and disappeared behind the disappearing portal amidst a heavy collision.
“I thought you would reject them and even be so excited to take Fermi back.” Olmedo walked in from outside the door.
"If it were you, what would you do?"
"I think I will agree..." Olmedo sighed, "You haven't stayed in the city long, but I have always known, The boys of Hellfire have been waiting for this day for a long time. "
"I didn't think much about it, and I couldn't empathize with it. After all, my relatives and friends were standing here safely." Annan didn't notice this. This sentence made Olmedo's eyes soften, and he just said: "But I know that the flowers and plants in the greenhouse cannot withstand the storm outside."
"Distance has become a real elite, they A bloody battle is still needed.”
The price is themselves.
...
The portal in front of you is closed.
Femi exhaled a heavy breath, turned around and pushed open the door, announcing to the centurions standing outside the door: "His Majesty Annan agreed to our request!"
Running over The young imperial official who informed him raised his eyebrows and watched as Fermi's leather boots stepped on the ground, making a crisp and dull sound as he came to the front.
The "legion commander" who became a professional by relying on the essence of the mountains actually made him think for a moment that he was facing the legion commander of Black Watch.
"Your Excellency, our reply is that we will never retreat and implement the second order of the empire!"
"I understand." The young official glanced at him, "I am moved by your spirit... So, the empire The mission for you is to go to the north of the new defense line. It’s up to you to station or rescue people. There is no need to harvest the mouse ears. You just need to stay there until the second northern Great Wall is completed!”
“Understood.”
Femi nodded, turned around and roared: "Let's go! Protect our compatriots, and then tell those rat bastards that we are back!"
The rainy season is about to pass, thick dark clouds Scattered, the afternoon sun pierced the Great Wall of the North standing on the earth like a sharp sword.
Thirty minutes later, Annan opened the portal again and sent the elite team and the prepared Hellfire to the front.
The moment the portal closed, Annan even wanted to go with them... At least while he was there, their lives would never be in danger.
"This is what you said, the flowers and plants in the greenhouse cannot withstand the storm."
Olmedo's voice sounded from behind.
……
"Your Excellency Fermi, Lord Annan ordered us to be under your command."
Blom stood still with the knight's sword on his shoulder.
Femi nodded and gave the first order to the Archmage whose strength was countless times greater than his own: the ranger cast the Light Feather Technique and climbed up the first mountain to see how close we were to the refugees and rats. Far. The Elites sent out a team of rangers and watched as these swift rangers slowly climbed to the top of the mountain in scale.
It would be nice if the Fourth Army was here... But this is not a defensive battle, and bringing them along will slow down the speed.
Twenty minutes later, the rangers who explored the path came back: "The nearest refugees are less than thirty miles away from us, but a group of ratmen are at most ten miles away from them, and the distance is getting closer."
"What about the number? "
"There are about 800 refugees and more than 10,000 rats."
Femi turned to Blom and said, "We split up and divided half of the elite team to go north. Pick up the refugees and insist that we arrive."
Sveen was selected. He walked past his uncle Blom and Femi and joked: "You better hurry up, or we will kill all the mice. ”
The advance team, divided into half wizards, half rangers and half warriors, was charged with light feather magic and rushed into the mountains.
……
The bloody dusk remains on the top of the undulating mountain peaks.
The team that was no longer illuminated by the sun gasped and fled to the south.
Most of these fleeing people were young and middle-aged. They ran at the front, while the old people, women, and refugees with their families fell behind, and the chasing rat men got closer and closer.
"I can't do it anymore..."
The old man holding the child staggered.
The food in his stomach could not support him any longer.
"Hold on! Once we leave this mountain range, we will reach the Great Wall of the North!" Valentine, who rushed back, supported the old man and encouraged him.
“You said the same thing yesterday.”
The old man put the boy in his arms into Valentine's arms: "Take care of my grandson..."
"Grandpa Ursula..."
"Let me delay them a little bit. Let's go."
The old man turned around, like a knight raising a spear, and raised his crutch to face the rat man in front of him.
"Mouse, you all uh-"
The old man stepped on the pit where the people in front had escaped and staggered, but the rat-men rushing up did not give him a chance to get up.
The old man only had time to comically knock a rat-man on the head with his cane before he was swallowed up by the rising rat-men and turned into a sensational ball of rats.
Valentine held the child in his arms and passed people who couldn't run one after another.
"I can't run anymore...help me...please..."
"Valentine! I even mended your shoes, take me with you -"
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Valentin ignored the calls for help in his ears and allowed the lagging people to be overtaken by the rat men and turn into groups of rats... The people who survived had become accustomed to this scene in the past few dozen days. , call it 'dining table'.
As for what the food is...
The last light disappeared on the highest mountain, and darkness completely enveloped the fleeing people.
They can't run like the Rat Men in the dark...
Despair creeps onto people's faces...
Suddenly, a rising light melted the deep night.
(End of this chapter)