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Chapter 1139: Martyr

When night fell, the south of the Roland Wador Bridge was almost completely lost, and the only bridgehead that was still resisting was still in the hands of the Eastern Continental Army. At one noon, both sides lost at least 60,000 people in this small square kilometers. This can still be counted. More dead people were either turned into cannon fodder because of the New Eden's resurrection technique, or turned into pieces by artillery fire called by commanders of the Eastern Continent.

Marceau's airship had all the shells, and even the solid shells in the nearby fortress were emptied. Several small teams of combat boats were back and forth, bringing some shells from Paroonst and the north, but it was still a drop in the bucket. In the last period of midday, the airship had to choose to withdraw from the battle line and the shells were emptied, and the barrels of the deck artillery were bald.

But it had a replacement, the Flame's Airship took over Babalim's work until the sun set.

The entire Roland Wadder lost at least 160,000 people in a day of battle.

Among them, the kitten lost four clans, a total of seven regiments, the deadly 1.2 meter 2 of the grassland elves and the son of Katin lost their eldest son group and their subordinates two first-sequence battle groups respectively. The eldest son group with square ears and pointed ears was the eldest son of the subordinate family of the battle group. The fighting will of this battle group is usually the most determined, and they followed the flag of Marceau to fight until the last moment.

The long-eared Orians lost five Xisher groups, two Rael groups and a Tyr musket corps. Although these long-eared ones were not against Earth players, today they were firmly on Marceau's left wing and blocked the tide of enemies until they lost the last squad.

The players on Earth lost more. The countless small battle groups and adventure groups were made up of straits, as well as those who came from all directions, nailed to Marceau's right wing. In the hour between five and six, the right wing lost at least 17,000 people, and the entire right wing was entangled with the New Edens. In the end, their battlefield commanders even begged the airships behind to cover and strike the entire right wing in the public channel.

Babalim finally fired three rounds of artillery under the order of Marceau, completely covering the subsequent shock waves of the entire right wing and New Eden in one round, and the last squadron of Gemini was wiped out.

But a large number of descendants of the Gemini Clans of the First Open Era came to Roland Wador, and they spontaneously formed a scattered group. Now, the broken Gemini Clans are still flying in front of the front line.

Then several Earth battle groups launched counterattacks, driving the new Edens who had already rushed to the right wing out of the position again.

After nightfall, combat boats, combat mages, and various small grenade launchers kept hitting flares with the light of the kingdom of heaven into the sky.

Both sides were still fighting. Marceau commanded on the front line for a day. He originally thought he could still fight, but considering that tomorrow's battle was obviously more difficult. In order to adjust his state and use the survival pod to play for a long time, Marceau handed over the command to the Pitzkek Eagle Team who arrived in Roland Wador. This large group traveled from the north with a starry night and originally wanted to support Amber, but unexpectedly, Amber finally defended it, and Roland Wador was beaten into a sieve. The group's twenty big men in the first-sequence team ran in the wild for a whole two days and two nights. Finally, at night, they came to Roland Wador and started fighting without saying a word.

Youjiu and the others parked the chariots to the rear. The elves of the grassland have brought at least thirty anti-chariot weapons of various calibers, from long pole fish frying kits to disposable rocket booster grenade launchers that are rare and expensive.

I think there shouldn't be too much danger. At worst, girls will sleep less tonight.

The cat girls choose to stay on the battlefield and they will wake up Marceau and his sisters when the war is critical. If the war is still stable, then Marceau will bring their sisters to change shifts with them early the next morning of the game time.

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Marceau and the girls got off the line, took a shower, ate, slept for a while, and was woken up by the alarm clock four hours later. The life pole was ready, Marceau was the first to get in and then started to go online.

As soon as it was launched, Marceau learned good news that Roland Wador was still in the hands of the Eastern Continental people.

Then there is bad news that the New Edens built pontoon bridges on both sides of the bridge, so now the East Continental Corps has a bridgehead in the south of Henan, while the New Edens has a bridgehead in the north of Hebei, and both sides hurt each other.

However, compared with the East Continent bridgehead on the south side, in order to capture the bridge, the New Edens did not bomb the bridge, and the East Continent players did not care so much about the New Eden's pontoon bridge. From dawn, the air forces of the New Eden and the East Continent started a bloody battle over the city.

The battle on the ground at night was a bit unremarkable. Both sides were blocked by the light flares of the heavens, but they were still very persistent in projecting firepower to each other. The cannon fodder composed of zombies and demons were still rushing to the formation. In order to make the players on the frontline East Continent lose sleep time, players of New Eden never mind losing cannon fodder.

Bounettani said today that he would follow Marceau. The girl seemed to be stimulated. Marceau didn't want to ask anything about it. The girl didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to understand. He was a fighting meow, not a gossip meow.

Well, Marceau let this girl be the flag-holder. Yesterday, six cat girls who were holding the flag were killed. Maceau was very embarrassed. What does it mean to say that you, a flag-holder, rushed forward than this cat, and it was too late to save you!

After repeated instructions, Bonetani was asked to stand obediently in the central army position. Marceau took her to the front line. Then he found that the commander of the Pitzkek Eagle had died last night. Seventeen of the twenty battle groups were fought, and the Motann Sword Team opposite them did not make good choices. The entire first sequence of the entire battle group was all damaged.

"I heard it was the death order of the prince of New Eden. The battle formation was forward and not allowed to retreat." The commander of the 13th Pitzkek Eagle, who had a blind eye, sighed: "Since the first opening era, I have never seen such a bad battle, and the battle overnight has been damaged by 80%... You, we want to go down and fix it."

"I will let you go down if you don't say it." Marceau patted the shoulder of the young man sitting on the ammunition box: "Good job, the Pitzkek Eagle marched in the field for two days and two nights, and then committed such a bad battle. I see your courage and perseverance. I am very pleased that handing over the commander to your great commander is my most proud choice."

"Don't praise us, we are just like you, and don't want to watch the world sink. Pitzkek Eagle, as one of the 999 old Federation war groups back then, was definitely not a gathering place for cowards and cowards. Even if we all die here, there would not be a deserter." The young man smiled: "We will come back, the second ladder war group has come."

"...I need you." Marceau smiled and responded to the young man's words with satisfaction: "This decaying world needs every aspiring person."

"And those who have ambition will succeed." The young man grinned: "We Pitzkek people are deeply honored to be able to fight under your banner. Our ancestors once fought under the banner behind you. The Pitzkek Eagle and the King of Kings were finally separated in Jupiter. The last squadron died in Jupiter. Now, their descendants are standing together again. We will use our lives as a vow to protect the world in front of us."

Marceau, who had never thought of this relationship, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and shook hands with the young man.
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