Alien world

Chapter 1237 159. Liberty City's Help
"The Guards maintain the law and order of Liberty City, allowing all of us to walk the streets without worrying about being harassed by thieves, vagrants, and gangsters..."

The maid Abby counted on her fingers, completely unaware of Losey's increasingly painful expression.

"See? Liberty City needs you more than anywhere else."

Annan and Abby, who looked like she was about to cause trouble, waved their hands and said, "You're right. This is none of your business."

Abby ran out holding her skirt. Annan looked at Luo Xi who was not at all stable and said, "Are you giving up now?"

Luo Xi was still muttering: "It's too unfair to only transfer people from Fermi. Why not let the Guards Corps compete with the Hellfire and send out the real elite."

"Luo Xi..."

Annan's tone became stern: "War is not a game. Maybe in your eyes, if you just snap your fingers, the ratmen in the distance are lining up to die, but have you ever thought about why the ratmen are feared by the living, why they can march straight into the north and make us flee, and why the coalition forces formed by the empire can only barely stop them?"

"You are the commander of the legion. Your mission is not only to lead your soldiers to glory, but also to keep them alive. You won an epic victory, but no one survived and countless people lost their loved ones... Is this what you wanted to see?"

Luo Xi was silent, no longer as excited as before.

Annan did not stop. He continued, "This is why I chose Fermi instead of you. He crawled out of hell and knew that it was more important to survive than to have military exploits."

So Fermi and Losey were of the same age, but he had a steadiness that Losey didn't have—and so did Kirian. Annan guessed that he must have experienced many life-and-death moments during the year he returned to the North alone.

"Luo Xi, find a fiancée."

The sudden change of topic made Luo Xi stunned: "Lord Annan, I, I don't understand..."

"With a wife and children, you will experience what responsibility is..."

Luo Xi felt that there was some truth in it, but judging from what Lord Annan said... he always felt something was wrong.

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Luo Xi suddenly realized something - does this mean that in Annan's eyes, these people are equivalent to his children?
Fermi quickly selected one hundred elite musketeers, all veterans who had participated in the Battle of Hell Mountain.

At the same time as they arrived at Fenris Pass through the portal, the militia they had recruited from the rear also arrived at the camp.

A crowd of militiamen stood in the open space. If they were not wearing tattered cotton-padded clothes and did not hunch their necks and look around, perhaps their morale could be boosted a little.

But now, this group of militiamen armed with either farm forks or wooden sticks only annoyed the officers at the pass.

The commander of the Northern Resistance Corps could not help but question Grand Marshal Galkin: "You let a group of militiamen who piss their pants when they see ratmen go to the front line to defend!?"

Marshal Galkin didn't want to waste time explaining: "You just need to obey orders."

"Can……"

"Pazzini, don't forget who taught you to be a commander."

Faced with his teacher, commander-in-chief and legendary warrior, Pazzini had no choice but to bow his head in obedience.

"Yes……"

"Pazzini, Lord Galkin must have his reasons for doing this." said the deputy commander who appeared outside the door.

Legion Commander Pazzini did not appreciate it and walked out of the map room with a cold face.

The deputy commander looked away indifferently and reported to Marshal Galkin: "We have recruited a total of 7,000 militiamen, but... Pazzini's concerns are correct. They have never been on the battlefield. It would be easy to cause trouble if they rashly confront the ratmen head-on..."

Grand Marshal Galkin said in a muffled voice: "You can't even hide behind the city wall and pull the trigger?"

"I can't do it." The deputy commander smiled bitterly, "Let alone the militia... even if we bring in the new recruits from the legion, their performance won't be much better..."

As the Northern Resistance and the Skaven become increasingly bloodthirsty, Fenris Pass is turning into a meat grinder.

The magic shield that night seemed to have angered the ratmen - or they thought they had a chance to break through the pass, and began to charge with mixed rats at all costs, occasionally mixed with assassin rats coming in from the tunnels. The city wall was no longer the only line of defense, and the casualties of the northern resistance army were increasing.

This is because the terrain outside the pass is not suitable for the ratmen to push the catapults up, otherwise the casualties would be even more severe.

"Then let the wizard bless them with courage."

Marshal Galkin was determined to send these militiamen to the front, and for this purpose he personally met with a hundred soldiers sent by Liberty City.

The deputy commander who followed was initially skeptical and critical, but he discovered that these soldiers who used "magic muskets" as weapons did have the iron-blooded temperament that only elite soldiers had.

He couldn't help but praise in his heart.

Grand Marshal Galkin came before the elite soldiers of Hellfire and asked their leader, "What is your name?"

"mark."

Centurion Mark, who had a hideous scar on his cheek, said.

"Very good, Mark. I will leave the western corner of the city wall to you and your new soldiers. If the ratmen are allowed to climb the city wall... I will hold your Lord Annan responsible."

"If the ratmen want to climb over the city wall, they must first jump over our corpses." As he spoke, the centipede scar on Mark's face seemed to come alive.

"It doesn't matter whether you live or die. What matters is whether the city wall is still there." Marshal Galkin tilted his head and said, "Gru, you watch them."

"Yes."

After Grand Marshal Galkin finished speaking, he walked away without looking back. Deputy Commander Gru walked over to where he was standing before and said in a gentle tone, "Lord Galkin has no prejudice against you, but the situation is getting worse."

"But don't worry, we can still hold on. You have three days to train the 8,000 militiamen. It's not often that the marshal trusts someone so much, so perform well."

Deputy Commander Gru said half-seriously.

They can hold on because nearly half of the kingdom's defenses are now gathered at the pass, and the situation is getting worse, which refers to the supply problem.

In particular, it was said that a group of rats broke into the kingdom from the west the night before, and they were likely to cause trouble behind the pass.

The pass, which is already short of food, would probably be even more difficult.

Deputy Commander Gru made a mistake - he thought that Marshal Galkin's indulgence of Annan was a favor.

But actually it is appreciation.

When the news of food shortage gradually spread in the camp, the soldiers of the Northern Resistance Corps were worried. When the old master was about to go to the rear to deliver food himself, a portal opened in the camp and a carriage with no end in sight drove out.

"Annan Reeves..."

Ge Ma looked at the grain trucks driving out with a complicated expression, thinking of their original conflict.

Very childish, how could he say such stupid things?

Now he is a famous champion warlock in the whole Middle-earth, and he...

"You shouldn't compare yourself with Annan Reeves." The old patriarch next to him seemed to know the inferiority in Gema's heart and spoke.

"You mean we just took two paths?"

"I mean you're way worse than him."

(End of this chapter)