"The Legion of New Eden has set off." Panny glanced at the letters taken from the carrier pigeon, turned his head and said to Youju who was sitting in the back of the track car: "The coordinates are five miles north of Lamberton, and they are crossing the Salou River."

"Wulidi, the Salou River, they must be on the Scadia Bridge." Youjiu glanced at the small sand table in front of him, and his compatriots who had accepted the shrinkage on the sand table immediately began to move chess pieces representing the New Eden Legion.

And beside them, King Faisal of Ashubi was riding on horseback, watching the deductions made by Youjiu and Panny for him.

"Scadia Bridge is about thirty miles away from us. If we act according to the original plan, we will meet them on the way to the battlefield. It is too late." King Faisal frowned and said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Let the griffin knight cooperate with the combat mage to carry out a night explosion. We can provide bombing props. After all, we grassland elves still need to hide ourselves." Youjiu turned around and looked at King Faisal: "Your Majesty, what do you think."

"No problem, but the only problem is that our griffin knights and combat mages are not good at night combat."

"I will give them the help of several teams of navigators, your majesty, a very simple bombing, and only ten minutes of disrupting their marching line, we can move the battlefield to the place we calculated."

"Well, you have to take responsibility for the action, I have the commander of the Griffon Knight and the Battle Mage to obey your orders, but there is a requirement to bring at least most of them back." His Majesty the King bargained for a rare occasion.

In response, Youjiu and Panny nodded: "Don't worry, your Majesty, New Eden is the enemy of all of us, and the prairie elves' oath is more expensive than gold. I believe you have heard it, right?"

"...Yes, so that's why I believe you." After saying that, His Majesty the King turned around and glanced at his messenger: "Go and let the commander of the combat mage, Earl Fiske, and the commander of the griffin knight, come over."

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The news of the attack of the legion reached the command post of His Highness the Prince at the first time, which was said to have attracted great anger, which made the metrological officers who went on the expedition frown - what are the guys from the East Continent doing? This night bombing did not cause much damage, and it can even be said that the loss is not large. After all, in the fifteen minutes of attack, the Legion of New Eden lost less than a squadron from beginning to end. This is very obvious to the legion of nearly 300,000 combatants.

But why do they have to perform such a useful attack?

The metrology officer was a little confused about the ideas of the people in the East Mainland.

Judging from the scale of the attack, this is not a large-scale attack. The battle mages of the East Continent can be said to be close to the river, crossing the air defense net of New Eden, and threw down all the fire glue and the light of the heavens. Then, under the cover of the griffin knight, they quickly disappeared into the night.

After all, they are the owners of this land. Compared with New Eden, the metrology officer does not think it is surprising how these guys can fly such an effect. After all, they are at home.

"Mapter Commander, do you think the Eastern Continent is going to carry out this attack? Is it just to cause us some trouble?" said the great architect, who was standing next to the Mapter Commander.

In response to this, the metrology officer nodded: "I think this should be true."

In his opinion, what the Eastern Continent did was just to delay their own death.

But death is the fairest existence in this world.

Mortals... cannot escape death.

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When the last battle group passed the possible intersection, the Legion of New Eden still failed to appear. Marceau knew that the operation was completed. The battle mage and the griffin knights successfully achieved tactical needs with the help of Anne and Young. Next, the legions of the East Continent will set an unforgettable memory for these unspoken guests on the preset battlefield.

"Anta and the others should also come south. I really want to know now. When he came over, he found that New Eden was not approaching Ashby. What would they think when they imagined the heroic battle that they were far away in the sky." When he said this, Yan stood beside Marceau, and the cat girl sighed with a smile.

"If they can be exchanged for their safety, this is the best for us..." Marceau looked at Yan, stretched out his hand, and held the hand that the cat girl handed over.

War makes children go away, not to let them not understand the cruelty of war, nor to let them not face the blood of war, but simply to keep them away from the war itself, even if it is a national war that requires everyone to muster up the courage, even if these children have lofty beliefs in their hearts.

Adults have the power and obligation to face the war. In any case, letting half of the older children embark on the battlefield is a dereliction of duty as an adult. Marceau does not want the prairie elves children from the seminary to return to Ashbey to face the war, because until Anta died of assassination, there were no ten mixed-race children from the seminary who came back with her, and there were only six of them left in a class of sixty-seven little babies.

This is not a house, this is a war, it is a hell that adults like Marceau should face calmly, not an amusement park for children.

"Marceau, I know you are doing their good, but the new Eden's troops extending northward, they have to face it, and it is better to learn to face it calmly than to have passiveness and helplessness one day." Yan said in Marceau's ear: "I know what you are thinking, Marceau, you are as hard as before, and we can only save a moment, and we cannot save this world for a lifetime. This world will one day learn to lose us and wait for the opening of the next arrival. So... Marceau, don't mind the sacrifice of those children. At least they are much braver than those cowards. And because of their existence, whether it is the once timid players or the cowardly natives, they will eventually gather under that flag. Marceau... Do you remember the oath we made?"

"Remember, Yan, at that time, as we are now, looking at the starry sky, we agreed to let the innocent be saved and good be blessed... Let Faisal's flag fly again on this land, so that faith and righteousness will once again become the most precious thing in people's eyes." Marceau looked at the cat girl in front of him, and the squinting cat cub was very happy.

"Well, I still remember that at that time I pointed at the stars and told you that when I was very young, I thought that those stars were like lighthouses... What a wonderful memory, Marceau." The cat girl laid her head on Marceau's shoulder: "At that time, I asked you what to do if time passes and we forget each other, or if we can never find each other again."

"I tell you, if I forget you, you go to Mars, because I am on Mars. If we are all on the same earth, one day we will meet." Speaking of this, Marceau thought of this girl who had been to Xicuizhuang when she was young. The cat grinned and reached out to hug the cat girl: "You have come to me, right?"

"Because I remember what you said, I came to you... Now I found it, it's great."

"Well, I'm back. This time, we will definitely change this cruel fate."

Holding Yan's hand, Marceau walked onto the track car, and Yuan in the driver's seat smiled: "I'm very moved to meet again, right?"

"Yeah, Yuan, I'm so happy that you can join us." Yan said.

"The old lady Youjiu has a proverb that is not wrong. The only difference between a woman in her life is just who she married. So, what reason do I have to separate our sisters?" After that, Yuan pouted at Masso, who walked up to her: "Mr. Marceau, when will she come to my house to propose?"

"During this year's New Year's banquet, I will make a formal request to the elders of you cat girls." Marceau said with a serious face.

"Ah, that's great. We sisters are waiting for you, Mr. Marceau." Yuan smiled, and then her cat ears were pulled up by Yan: "You little girl, are you in a hurry to get married?"

"Isn't that true? You know, my grandfather calls me an old girl! It's so hateful! It's just half a month later than the average marriage age!"

"Then...will I come to the centaur after this battle and beg my grandfather to say something nice to me?" Marceau scratched his face, thinking that he really didn't expect that there would be something else.

The two cat girls shook their heads quickly.

"Don't set flags like this! How unlucky!" This was a round cry.

Yan didn't say anything, but the begging in her eyes could not hide it.
Chapter completed!