——Mandela felt a little uneasy about Sakaz's sudden counterattack.

The troops that were originally in chaos seemed to have made some determination in an instant, almost fighting with a fearless attitude, even though they knew they could not win at all.

She didn't understand, but her intuition told her that this was not a good thing.

It is definitely not catering to her idea of ​​"wanting to silence everyone present", but rather a sensitivity to danger reflected by a certain intuition.

Sakaz's fearlessness may not be just a description, but a literal one.

Wait... not afraid of... death?

The black-haired Feilington felt his eyelids jump suddenly, and the information in his mind that he had not been able to process finally came together. After figuring out the whole story, she no longer cared about pursuing her opponent.

The other party was just stalling for time, using his life to stall for time.

It sounds ridiculous, not even worth it, but Mandela knows very well that the group of Sakaz in front of her will definitely do anything to lure the enemy with their own body. After all, the Sakaz battle ten years ago The classic battle of defeating more with less than Ursus still remains in the textbooks of military academies in various countries.

The battle that made Sakaz the Army God famous can be said to have been reckless, crazy, and fearless of death, but we have to deny that genius tactics are always inseparable from madness.

"Damn it, damn it! quick! All come closer to me! Don't pursue! Repeat, don’t pursue!!"

The furious Mandela almost roared out the order. Such an order also puzzled the Shenchi troops who were"pursuing the victory." The deputy standing next to her turned his head and looked at her with doubtful eyes. This moody commander

"But, Chief Mandela, we……"

"Stop talking nonsense, this is an order! Do you want to die here?"

It sounded like some kind of threatening words, but the deputy who had been under Mandela's command for a long time immediately understood the officer's intention: if there was no fatal threat, she would never have such violent mood swings.

"Everyone, give up the pursuit, don't tremble, move closer quickly——"

The Shenchi soldiers under Mandela's command are considered elite compared to ordinary soldiers, and they also understand the principles of order and prohibition. As early as Mandela issued the order, there was basically no pursuit. When the order was confirmed, all the soldiers in Shenchi had given up fighting, trying their best to distance themselves from the Sakaz warriors, and Keep moving closer to Mandela's location.

Mandela looked at the Sakaz soldier closest to him. The latter had been stabbed in the battle and was lying on the ground clutching his wound. Seeing being targeted by the leader of Shenchi, the Sakaz soldiers not only showed no fear at all, but even showed a relieved smile.

There was mockery in that smile, and those mocking were the retreating Shenchi army and their belated commander.……

(……not good! )

At the same time that Mandela's face changed drastically, a sharp sound sounded, which was like a whistling whistle, but it came from far away and reached the top of the head in less than half a second.

"——grass!"

Mandra, who didn't care about anything, immediately summoned the flying stone statue, grabbed the deputy who still didn't know what was going on and the deep pool soldier closest to her, and then flew upwards with all her strength.……

——boom!!!

————Dividing line————

Deafening loud noises - blazing flames - spreading heat waves - the air is filled with a pungent smell, the smell of burning flesh and bones.

Those at the center of the explosion should be grateful that they died as soon as the shells fell. The shock wave caused by the explosion directly crushed their bodies and consciousness, preventing them from continuing to suffer in the burning hell.

"Lieutenant, is that……?"

The"Victorian Citizen" who first fired the crossbow was looking at the burning area in front of him with horrified eyes. The explosion swallowed up most of the Deep Pool soldiers and Sakaz soldiers, but this did not make him a Victoria soldier. How happy I feel.

He was lucky enough to be far enough away when the shell fell, and he only felt a tightness in his chest from sucking in the hot air. But some were not lucky enough - nearly one-third of the citizens were swallowed up by the huge explosion and completely disappeared in this devouring flame.

"……City defense artillery."

Horn looked at the place where the explosion occurred with solemn eyes.

Sakaz was stalling for time, she could see it from the beginning - but what she could not imagine was that the real purpose of the invaders was not to wait for reinforcements. Instead, they are waiting for such an attack.

And the person who launched the attack...may not even have the purpose of wiping out the soldiers in the deep pool.

This is a bloody show, and the Sakaz invaders are using this" Show" to shock everyone and tell everyone that a sharp sword is hanging high above their heads and can fall at any time.

"The scope of the city defense artillery covers the entire territory of Londinium... not only the strategic areas outside the city, but also the city itself."

The blond Luper shook his head - Sakaz used the city defense cannon to aim at the city. This is an important piece of information. She must pass this information to the Sadien District.

At this moment, the girl's face changed , almost instantly pulled out a slender dagger from his waist and stabbed it behind him.

Then the wrist holding the dagger was accurately pinched, and at the same time, a hoarse but energetic voice rang out slowly.

"Take it easy young man - I'm not your enemy."

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