A strange world

Chapter 821 Section 52. Rescue

Imperial officials were highly disciplined, and there was only one reason for him to reveal secrets: 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 Northern Wall. 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 did not need to participate in the advancement operation.

Annan felt slightly 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 the other side of the mountain is also from the north," he said.

Yes... they are from the North.

And the Hellfire recruits are all children who lost their loved ones in 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 couldn't bear to let the people of Liberty City sacrifice, but he couldn't bear to refuse revenge to those who harbor 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 bear.”

"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."

Fermi pressed his heels together and disappeared behind the disappearing portal with a heavy collision.

"I thought you would reject them and even be so excited to take Femi back." Olmedo walked in from outside the door.

"What would you do if it were you?"

"I think I will agree..." Olmedo sighed, "You haven't been in the city long, but I have always known that the boys of Hellfire have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"I didn't think so much, and I can't feel the same way. After all, my relatives and friends are standing here safely." Annan didn't notice that these words made Olmedo's eyes soften. He just said: "But I know "The flowers and plants in the greenhouse cannot withstand the storm outside."

"They still need a bloody battle before they can become a truly elite team."

The price is themselves.

…

The portal in front of me is closed.

Femi exhaled a breath, turned around, opened the door, and announced to the centurions standing outside the door: "His Majesty Annan has agreed to our request!"

The young imperial official who came to inform raised his eyebrows and watched as Fermi's leather boots made a crisp and dull sound as they stepped on the ground.

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 empire's second order!"

"I understand." The young official glanced over, "I am moved by your spirit... So, the mission the empire gives you is to go to the north of the new defense line. You can garrison or rescue people as you wish. There is no need to harvest rat ears. You Just stay there until the second Great Northern Wall is completed!”

"clear."

Femi nodded, turned around and roared: "Go away! Protect our compatriots, and then tell those rat-man bastards that we are back!"

The rainy season is almost over, the thick dark clouds disperse, and the afternoon sun pierces the Great Wall of the North 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 Femi, Lord Annan ordered us to be under your command."

Blom stood still with the knight's sword on his shoulder.

Fermi nodded and gave the first order to the Archmage whose strength was countless times greater than his own: the ranger applied the Light Feather Technique and climbed the first mountain to see how far we were from the refugees and rats.

The Elite team 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 quantity?"

"There are about 800 refugees and about 10,000 rats."

Femi turned to Blom and said, "We will split up. Half of the elite team will go to the north to pick up the refugees and insist that we arrive."

Swain was chosen, and as he passed by his uncles Blom and Femi, he joked: "You'd better hurry up, or we'll kill all the rats."

The advance team, divided into half wizards, half rangers and half warriors, was charged with light feather magic and rushed into the mountains.

…

The blood-stained dusk remains on the top of the undulating mountain peaks.

The team that was no longer illuminated by the sun gasped and fled south.

Most of these fleeing people were young and middle-aged people. They ran at the front, while the old people, women, and refugees with their families fell behind. The chasing rat men were getting closer and closer.

"I can not make it……"

The old man holding the child staggered.

The food in his stomach couldn't 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 good care of my grandson..."

"Grandpa Ursula..."

"Let me delay them a little."

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 of him had stepped to escape, and his body swayed, 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 trembling mass of rats.

Holding the child in his arms, Valentine passed one person after another who couldn't run.

"I can't run anymore...help me...please..."

"Valentine! I even mended your shoes, take me with you -"

Valentin ignored the cries for help in his ears and allowed the backward 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 these dozens of 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 Skaven in the dark...

Despair creeps onto people’s faces…

Suddenly, a rising light melted the deep night.