Alien world

Chapter 837 68. But at what cost?
A piece of bloody internal organs slipped out in front of the portal. Annan was stunned, and then he realized that something had happened!
"The warrior attacks! The mage follows closely behind!"

Olmedo reacted first and directed the foreign aid corps to set off.

The soldiers roared and rushed into the portal. This group of untired and uninjured warriors immediately stabilized the shaky battle situation.

Even before it was the mages' turn to enter, the rat man was suppressed back near the passage.

"Where's Fermi?" Annan asked Ymir who was standing aside.

"I'm here, Mr. Annan." Femi, with his plate armor and his face covered in fresh blood, walked around to the portal: "Fortunately, you were a few minutes early..."

"Why did the Ratmen rush in...the camp was lost?"

"Well, a large number of soldiers were infected with the plague. The rat men also rang the bell and sent elite troops to raid the camp. We were forced to retreat underground to defend."

"You want to go back-"

"We will retake the camp and hold it until August 12th!" Femi blocked Annan's words to let them go back.

Annan gave Fermi full autonomy. He's trying to build up the people around him instead of turning them into yes-men.

The two attacks of the Storm Rats rushing into the camp and the Ratmen rushing into the basement caused heavy casualties to Hellfire. There were only more than 2,000 fighting soldiers left, and it was impossible to defend Hell Mountain...even if nearly 1,500 foreign aids were added.

Fermi stared at the empty space with determination for a few seconds before turning back.

Annan stopped persuading and watched them and the foreign aid corps work together to drive the rat men out of the basement and let them send the infected soldiers back to Liberty City.

"No need, sir. Your help has been enough." This war transformed Fermi, and his temperament became duller and more reserved. "If you use your resources to win victory, I am not worthy of being the commander of this army. "

"I will not leave Liberty City in the near future." Annan also did not give Fermi a chance to object. "If you need any supplies, tell me."

"Lord Annan..."

Fermi was also saying: "Lord Annan, the Musketeers are the key to the defense of Hell Mountain. Those infected soldiers can continue to fight after purifying the plague. Let's only send back the seriously injured soldiers."

After a whole day of fighting with the rat men, Fermi put away all his arrogance.

"Then do as you say."

"Lord Annan, we can still fight!" As a result, the wounded soldiers refused.

"Don't rush out, we only have one chance!" Belial's shout came. He ran around the foreign players who were venting their energy and asked them to hold back. "Don't cast a spell! Don't cast a spell! Don't cast a spell! Let's continue. Pretend to be weak and prepare to rush out to take back the camp. Also, make sure that the news about the portal is not spread by the Ratmen!"

"Do I need to send you the Guards Corps and the Musketeers Corps?" Annan asked.

"Beryl is now the staff officer of the Hellfire Legion. If it weren't for their suggestions, we wouldn't be able to survive now."

"I understand... I'll send it to you in six hours."

For example, when he handed over official duties to Olmedo and Itilia, was it really because Annan didn't like sitting in the office all day long and dealing with boring official duties?

Annan was silent for a moment and said: "The first batch of foreign aid troops is 1,500 people, and there should be about 1,000 more people added tomorrow."

The portal began to become unstable. Before Annan had time to encourage the foreign reinforcements, the portal disappeared in front of him.

Fermi said seriously: "Logs, rolling stones, anything that can make it impossible for the Rat Man to climb up the hillside."

"The more the merrier..."

"A big accident almost happened..." Annan blamed himself, "The portal time should be changed to once every six hours."

This batch of reinforcements were almost all professionals, and there were a lot of elites and masters, otherwise it would not have taken only a few minutes to suppress the rat men near the passage.

"Adjutant, count the casualties again." Femi tilted his head and said, but no one answered.

"Where's Walter?"

He found that the adjutant who had been following him was missing.

"Are you talking about the adjutant? He died together with a rat man." A soldier walked over using a magic musket as a crutch and pointed at a disemboweled corpse more than ten meters away - Walter, who was already cold, held the magic gun in his hand. The musket penetrated the Elite Rat's mouth, and the Elite Rat's sword also scratched his belly.

Femi sighed, "Who are you?"

"Report, I am Lochlan, a member of the 13th Squadron of the Hellfire Legion!" Lochlan quickly stood up straight, but in the next second he tilted his magic musket again.

"Why don't you leave with the wounded?"

"My leg is hurt, not my hand!" Lochlan shouted.

Fermi nodded: "I appoint you as temporary adjutant. Now go and count the casualties."

"Yes, my lord!"

Lochran limped away.

The battle continued. The warriors holding battle axes and bolas excitedly rushed towards the elite rats. The rangers could not intervene, so they aimed at the ratmen pouring in from the passage.

Only the mages have nothing to do.

Nina was killing happily in the front row, splitting the head of a canned rat with a tomahawk again, and then swung it at the ratman next to her——

"I am one of my own!"

The fluent Common Tongue made Nina put her ax away uncomfortably.

She didn't wait for the explanation from the rat that spoke human language, because it then got into the group of rats and continued to kill the rats.

"What's going on..." Nina scratched her head with the back of the ax in confusion. She couldn't figure it out and was too lazy to do it, so she continued to kill other ratmen...

They were under the command of Staff Officer Belial and controlled the rhythm.

Unless the Skaven start digging elsewhere, the longer they stay in the basement, the better off the situation will be for them.

Temporary adjutant Lochran returned with a new casualty report: about 500 people were "missing", seventy-seven of whom were wounded who were returned to Liberty City, but almost a third of the centurions were dead...

Because they were professionals, they stood at the front when the rat tide came in.

Lockran walked to a young soldier who pushed away the elite rat's body, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"You actually shot..." He groped his chest, as if looking for the bullet hole.

"It can't penetrate plate armor," Lochran said.

Femi silently carried the corpses with the soldiers, sending the corpses of his companions to the back so as not to mix with the dirty rat men.

"The broken tooth is gone."

Belial ran over at this time, he was worried that the rat man would betray.

"Broken Tooth is not that kind of person..."

"It's not even a human being." Beryl never believed in rat men.

Fermi did not explain and asked the soldiers to find Miller.

"How are the other fronts going?" Fermi asked in passing.

"I don't know, we have lost contact with the outside world."

Miller was brought over quickly. He looked bruised and injured. The soldiers who had been so blinded by the killing did not care to distinguish it, and the foreign aid did not recognize it - it was lucky that it was still alive.

"Where's the broken tooth?"

"I saw it squeeze out!"

(End of this chapter)