A strange world

Chapter 855 Section 86. Hidden suicide note

Martin, who was following behind, placed the apple pie in front of everyone, and then he used the place as a restaurant, found an empty seat and sat in, taking one piece for himself.

There was a mountain of apple pie in front of Martin, and no one paid him any attention.

Either listening to Annan say: "My request is that we can kill a large number of ratmen, but there can be no casualties", or tasting apple pie.

After the apples are cooked, they will have a fermented and slightly sour taste. When paired with the sweet jam, even the elves wouldn't mind taking a few bites.

"I can't do it." Olmedo shook his head at Annan's harsh request, "Just like I never asked you to make a lot of money and not make others jealous."

Magic guns cannot kill ratmen at this height, and rangers are more useful than musketeers, although they can be killed by throwing something down; magic guns and orichalcum cannons are very suitable for decorating Liberty City, and the blacksmith shop is very busy, and the output is still Only those.

The orthodox war fortress is equipped with mages and mage towers, but the forbidden magic still exists in this mountain range. Just because the floating city is not affected does not mean that they are not affected. For example, Annan has consumed all the magic vortex, and only the magic potions are left.

"How about we use the floating city to kill them?"

Martin, whose face was full of food residue, raised his head and spoke vaguely.

"Wow ah ah ah ah -"

Martin was levitated and thrown out of the window.

Abby, the maid, calmly came over to clear Martin's table.

retreat?

The war in Liberty City is over, but the war on the Northern Wall continues.

But let's not talk about the question of whether everyone paid a heavy price and were willing to accept it. At this time, countless pairs of eyes were staring at the Huiyue Mountains and them, some were watching the show, and some were looking forward to it. Liberty City was on fire, and they would be ridiculed if they ran away in such a hurry.

"Isn't this good? Let people outside know that we are just here to pick up the soldiers abandoned by the Orr Empire. We love our people like our own children."

"It's too good. The common people have never seen such a good noble. It may be counterproductive and think you are hypocritical."

"But I don't have any good ideas..."

Not even Skeleton King Leonifer raised any objections. Annan gave up using Free City to surprise the Ratmen, but sooner or later...sooner or later he would have to place magic artillery, orichalcum artillery, and even larger-caliber cannons around the perimeter of Free City. "Floating City Cannon".

Annan suddenly had an idea: "Isn't the main force of the rat people on the Great Wall in the north? How about we go around the mountains and pretend we are doing something? Maybe we can find some surviving forces?"

If the Orr Empire doesn't want to be a good person, then they will do it.

The more friends you have, the more money you make.

The discussion ended for the time being, and the eldest sister and Olmedo followed Evelin and Aloma to discuss the Philosopher's Stone.

When Annan came out of the meeting hall, Liberty City was already very close to Hell Mountain.

From a distance, the top of the bare hell mountain still has traces of the battle, soaked in blood and turned red. From a distance, it looks like a pencil with a red lead.

Thinking of Ymir's whereabouts, Annan couldn't help but feel depressed.

Ymir is a good friend of the elf mentor. She invited her to help her. If Ymir is really dead... she doesn't know how to face the elf mentor...

As Hell Mountain approached, the city government issued an order: The Hellfire Legion was temporarily responsible for the security of Liberty City due to heavy casualties.

Losi, who had just heard about this, was indignant: "Why is this! Let Hellfire serve as a guard, what will our Guards do? Go to the front line!"

After saying that, he stood there stunned.

It doesn’t seem impossible…

The result is that the Hellfire Legion does the work of the Guards, and the Guards still do the work of the Guards.

The reason is very simple: there are only a thousand people in the Guards Corps, and it is not enough to throw them into the Rat Man's teeth.

The floating city floated directly above Hell Mountain with a large moving shadow.

After their breakout, only a few sparse rats were left roaming the top of the mountain.

Olmedo himself climbed Hell Mountain and walked into the basement on a battlefield littered with armor fragments.

Nothing unexpected happened, Ymir is not here.

"Where's Annan?"

Dina, who was following him, said, "He seems to have gone to the devil's notary office."

"Let's look for it, just in case Ymir left any information..." Olmedo didn't give much hope, but still sighed and said.

Everyone dispersed, and Olmedo asked the Skeleton King who was following him: "Your Excellency Leonefa, have you discovered the soul of the warrior?"

"We arrived too late, their souls have already gone to the River of the Dead." The Skeleton King whispered.

The battlefield of killing can easily give birth to the undead, but the battlefield of the Skaven has always been clean... they have always been like this.

Without flesh and blood as a medium, and the forbidden demons restricted their birth, not a single heroic spirit emerged from the thousands of people who died in Hell Mountain.

"Lord Olmedo, we found this!"

Olmedo woke up from his sadness with a shout of surprise, and a guard ran over holding a stack of suicide notes.

"Where did you find it?"

The guard pointed to a pile of ordinary stones in the corner: "Under this pile of stones."

After they broke through, the Rat Man spared nothing in the basement. Even the wooden boxes were opened, only the stones were left alone.

"Keep looking and see if you can find anything else."

Olmedo opened the blood-stained suicide notes and confirmed that they belonged to the soldiers.

It seems that Ymir hid them at the last moment...

Finally confirming that there was nothing in the basement, Olmedo returned to Liberty City, handed the suicide note to Itilia, and then went to the Elf Embassy.

She had some thoughts in mind: on this rescue trip, she brought the elf envoy with her.

Showing the strength of Liberty City is one thing. If there is a war, these elf missions led by epic mages can also help.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ymir may have been killed..."

Olmedo spoke to the envoys with deep apology.

In order to convince them, she also took the messengers back to Hell Mountain to let the elves cast spells.

As the magic dissipated, the elf archmage in milky white robes shook his head: "Ymir has returned to the embrace of the World Tree..."

The tragic situation in Free City prevented the arrogant elves from criticizing them harshly. They could only vent their anger on the ratmen: the Elf Court asked them to inspect Free City, but did not prohibit them from participating in the war.

The elven mages bombarded the rat tide at the foot of the mountain, and then returned to the Free City before the rat men climbed up.

When Olmedo returned to the city lord's palace, Annan and Itilia were thinking in front of the map.

Seeing her return, Annan pointed to a stronghold not far from Hell Mountain: "This is where Broken Tooth originally went."

"The Gray Mountains are crowded with ratmen, and the other coalition forces have most likely fallen. We can directly try our luck with the most marginal coalition forces," Olmedo said.

Annan shook his head: "What if there are survivors?"

There are more than fifty coalition forces, but it won't take long to find them one by one at the speed of the floating city.