"Is these guys just using their lives to break through? If it weren't for those guys on the other side, we could do it too." Looking at the waves of his friendly forces and the resistance forces of the East Continent not far away, the middle-aged leader of the group who went to the death group muttered to his adjutant of the ribs.

"Although I don't want to comment on the issues of friendly forces, you are right. After all, it is an indigenous regiment and it can no longer keep up with the rhythm of the times." Looking at the friendly forces of the "Palmyra's Grudges" who were driven out of the trenches by the moor bottle, shotguns and bayonets again, the Lich shook his head: "Where do we want to go?"

"No, I'll give you some face to the kitten opposite me today. Besides, the people below really don't want to fight." The leader of the group shook his head, and he looked at the leaders of the Ingmar Ron Group not far away: "I don't know what they think."

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What else can I think? Michelle said it would be cooler there.

The four teams in the Ingmar Ron are almost all slacking off. The young people under him either regard the Su family as their benefactor or Marceau as their benefactor. The long-eared Orien people are not close to Marceau. Unfortunately, they regard the kitten's wife as their respect, and Eleuk's sister Panny is the kitten's lover... If he accidentally kills him, he will be sent to you tomorrow. Tonight, these long-eared ones who secretly come to New Eden to visit with their families may be crippled alive. Just thinking about the consequences is exciting.

If it were Michelle, they felt that this could not be done.

Then what else can I do? The Ingmar Ron team is not afraid of heaven or earth, but I am afraid of facing the cat on the opposite side to join the Ingmar Ron team and joining the new Eden. I will do all the evil things, but at least there is still a little bottom line.

Of course, it is more about the few taels of flesh on each other.

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When Maso came back with Anne, he heard the news that Mami had died in battle and was seriously injured. The cat rolled her eyes, turned around and rushed into the trenches, dragging the hair of a new Eden half-ling and dragging him away. This guy had previously fought with two grassland elves, but now he was dragged by the cat cub to a nearby street light, and the long whip wrapped around his neck. Maso waved the long whip and sent him to the street light.

"What's going on?! I left for ten minutes!"

I turned around and moved my bones. In just a moment, I scattered my own poop and scattered two people at home?!

When Mo Qingyu said the matter, Marceau looked at Babalim and finally reached out to hold the rabbit girl who was about to cry in her arms: "Don't cry, follow your sister Mo, I'll avenge your two sisters."

"Annie, go to the left to cover the bell tower, Boonetani, follow Sister Mo and Babalim, stop running around."

After assigning the task, Marceau left the healing center and passed by the halfling who was still struggling on the street lights. Marceau took the mobilizer from the hand of a prairie elf and smashed it on the halfling's body.

"Burn him to death! If it hasn't died when it fell, then stab it to death with a silver-seeming bayonet!"

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"Sorry, there was a gap in our united defense just now."

As soon as she returned to the defense line, the mixed-race girl with long ears said sorry to Marceau. The group of the new Edens who rushed through the defense fought with Marceau's shovel girls for eight to two, and things were a little beyond her expectations.

"Forget your long-eared elastic defense. We only have such a large-scale defense line. If we lose it, we will retreat to the south gate. Support will arrive at any time, but only God knows when it will arrive." After Marceau finished speaking, he heard a whistle sound from the opposite side, and the curse of the long-eared mixed-race girl: "Damn it, it's my boyfriend's battle group."

"They are here again?" Marceau glanced at the opposite side. This time, the new Eden used smoke bombs and arcane. The darkness and smoke dressed the entire defense line a bit bizarre, and then the footsteps came in large numbers. Marceau stared at the top: "There is only scripting but no illusion. Do you want to trick a wave of projecting attacks?"

"It's normal. My boyfriend always says thirty-six strategies. I always think he has a problem with his brain. After all, the standard for distinguishing between wise generals and fools is to kill only the enemy and the other kill only the own people."

"Yes, someone has come out! It's the real thing!" Marceau looked at the new Eden who rushed out of the smoke range, and used the shotgun in his hand to look at it. Seeing the guy being knocked away by a single-headed shot, the cat cub shouted loudly.

Then there was a wave of incendiary bombs and the Heavenly Light Grenade. The smoke was thrown into the smoke. Compared to the spell positions and magical techniques that could not be filled with less than one shot. These two flying props are reliable and practical, and their lethality to the New Eden can be said to be a long-standing test.

The new Eden screamed, and some unlucky guys on fire rushed out of the smoke area and fell to the ground and began to roll, as if they wanted to destroy the flames on their bodies. Some guys rushed out of the smoke area with blood, and then were swept to the ground by bullets and lead.

Marceau can only say that the commander opposite is a pig. In such a place without any cover, smoke and arcane are used to block the vision of the defensive party. The starting point is good, but the distance is a problem. It is too far, so that when his people rushed out of the smoke area, they were regarded as targets by the enemies in the distance. Moreover, the ruined area was thrown into a large number of traps during the previous retreat, from the clips of hunting animals to the engineered landmines. From time to time, screams and sounds of traps when working came from the smoke area, or a shocking explosion, and then a large number of arms and thighs flew out of the smoke area.

It's really exciting for him.

Then after the new Eden lost at least a thousand people, he finally found that what he did and committed suicide on both sides was no different, so no new cigarette cans started to work, and the dark technique began to gradually disappear.

"Your boyfriend is not a fake fight, right?" Marceau looked at the corpse all over the ground, hesitating about the IQ of the commander opposite. After all, whether in school or on the battlefield, the facts are telling Marceau to never underestimate anyone.

"No, I guess he is crying now and saying that I have changed my mind." When talking about her boyfriend, the mixed-race girl looked helpless: "I said before that I couldn't stand the New Eden's actions, and he insisted on going to New Eden. I think men always have his own opinions, so I let him go. He said he wanted to abuse the dog, and I agreed to the request to join New Eden, but let me draw my sword against the flag... I can't do it. My great-grandfather and grandfather were buried in the soil with the battle flag... I can't defile the battle flag."

"So you cut your boyfriend?" Marceau asked.

"That's right, if he dares to come, I'll chop him up." The girl's expression was calm when she said this.

"Is that guy holding the flag your boyfriend?" Marceau pointed to the guy holding the flag among the New Eden crowd that once again launched a charge.

"...Yes." The mixed-race girl pursed her lips: "My subordinates are familiar with him, and I guess they will put him in front of me."

"I'm not familiar with him." After saying that, the cat's lava fireball turned the guy and his friends around him into stinky carbides.

Then he climbed out of the trench, and the cat roared and took the lead in counter-charge. Before the nearby players could react, the heroes responded loudly.
Chapter completed!