Walking down from the troop transport ship heading south, Albert Manan felt like he was walking into a restaurant.

There was a damn disgusting smell of barbecue everywhere. Since the New Edens purified several passages in the epidemic ward, Ashby's battle has begun again. The incendiary bombs on both sides, yes, the New Edens have also made incendiary bombs, but their version is not as good as the Eastern Continent. The difference in formula between the two sides makes each other's damage and killing power completely in two worlds.

But at least it can still burn people to death, so the war becomes even more cruel.

"This damn war is endless." Albert's comrade Shuliang walked to him: "Albert, come here to register."

"I'm here." Albert, like this friend, was a combat commander of a regiment. This time they arrived as reinforcements and had already made preparations to the last moment of fighting. Two days ago, the last prince of the Ashby royal family died in battle, and now only King Faisal and his little daughter are left.

It's so terrible.

After signing, the commanders who came over together started chatting while waiting for the commander's orders.

Because only Albert was an indigenous, the commanders of the foreigners asked him to tell stories about Ashby.

"Speaking of this, I was only five years old when I first came to this city. At that time, my father brought me with me." When I mentioned Ashby, Albert was a little dazed, because when he was young, Ashby (city) of Ashby (kingdom) was always the best city in the entire Eastern continent. For the indigenous people, this huge city is like a kingdom of earth.

"But if the country is no longer today, the entire city has been destroyed by war." Looking at the night sky burning to the red color in the west, Shuliang shook his head: "The new Eden brings us no other way except destruction."

"Yes, everything was destroyed." Looking into the distance, Albert sighed: "I still remember the girl I met in the Grand Plaza when I was fifteen."

"Your lady?" someone asked.

Albert shook his head: "She got married later and married an old man."

An old man he hates very much.

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"Cesar, are you okay?" Looking at her husband who retreated with the foreigners and soldiers, the young Lady Cesar walked up to the front war and destroyed not only the city, but also the lives of too many people. The Cesar Mansion had long been engulfed by the war. Now the Grand Duke of Cesar has only a small tent, and Grand Duke of Cesar put down his identity and fought with the foreigners like an ordinary person.

"Fortunately, my dear." Grand Duke Cesar smiled and hugged his wife: "By the way, do the children have any letters sent here?"

"No, but a carrier pigeon has come over. The children, the father and mother have already gone north to enter the territory of the two little ladies. I really have to thank those two little ladies."

"Yes, thanks to them, of course, you, I always want you to leave the city." Cedar noticed that there was no one around, so he sat next to her. Her husband and his wife sat on the bricks and stones in the ruins. He looked at the campfire in front of her and the pot on it, and was confused: "Dear, thank you really for your hard work."

"No, Cesar, don't mention this." His wife smiled and shook her head: "To be honest, a few kittens gave me a few big mice today. Although it took some effort to cut them open, at least we had meat to eat today."

Cesar was stunned for a moment, and looked at the lady in front of him. The grandfather shook his head: "It's so hard for you, my dear."

"You said that this is a national war. Although you are not in the way of dealing with His Majesty the King, the guys of New Eden are obviously more abominable than him, aren't they?" she said.

"Yes... they are even more hateful." Cedar thought of his companions again. In today's battle, their defense line defended several waves of enemy attacks. The New Edens suffered great losses and caused them a lot of losses.

"Cesar, how long does it take for the war to end?" his wife asked.

"I can't answer this question. After all, it was the New Eden who initiated the war, but it was not necessarily us who ended all this." Grand Duke Cesar was a little embarrassed.

Because he could not resolve his wife's doubts.

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Marceau took his busy schedule to withdraw from the front line and took out a task to the teams who had just arrived at the front line.

At the same time, I also met many old acquaintances, such as Shuliang: "I have heard of your name, and they all say you are the lucky Shuliang." Marceau said with a smile, right? He can survive every time the battle group he is in is suffering heavy losses. It can be said that he is a little famous guy. This time he has become the commander, and it seems that he has made a lot of contributions.

Then there is Albert from the Manan family: "Albert, you are here too."

"Yes, the territory of the Manan family is north of Ashbey and Paroonst. If you can't defend here, then everything will be over." Albert said, and at the same time, he saluted Marceau in a very fashionable manner. It was a federal military salute. I don't know who taught it, but this did not prevent Marceau from returning to respect Albert, a war hero in the indigenous world. The battle group he led has overcome the crisis again and again. In addition to his command style, many Aboriginal people and even players are willing to serve under his command.

Of course, there are also kittens who met a long time ago: "I met on the roof of the room, where is your sister."

"Marry." The brother looked in pain.

Marceau smiled and shook his head: "By the way, Albert, come to the palace with me in the afternoon to meet our Majesty and the Grand Duke."

"Huh, why is it me?" Albert was a little surprised, but Marceau felt that he seemed to be a little unhappy.

But there is no other choice for Marceau. Only indigenous people like Albert can comfort King Faisal's neurasthenia is already a foregone conclusion: "I need you to comfort your Majesty."

"How else can I comfort you? Should I marry him?" Albert told a very rare joke, which surprised Mass a little. After all, no one dared to say that before this.

Marceau smiled: "You don't need to marry him, you just need to give us some good words when evaluating the situation of the war."

Marceau's answer made Albert stunned for a moment, and finally he nodded: "Okay, no problem, at least he is our Majesty, isn't he?"
Chapter completed!