Chapter 848 Section 79 Annan's Determination

Chapter 848 Section 79. Annan's determination

Morning mist floated over the Gray Mountain Range in the early morning.

The thick fog flowing through the valley was like a milk river, but it was polluted by the ratmen who rushed out.

Ilimoyas left the white dragon group to them, stirring the mist and disappearing in the air.

Fermi's sight returned to the ratmen rushing out of the thick fog from all directions.

After a night of breakout, their biggest enemy was no longer the ratmen, but fatigue...

The rest time in the last three days added up to less than eight hours. They could still rely on blessing magic to hold on, but as the journey increased consumption, the number of casualties caused by fatigue and sleepiness increased.

"Hold on, as long as we leave the blockade of evil energy, we will have survived the most difficult level!"

They forced themselves to rush for another dozen miles, and should be about 150 miles away from the Kingdom of Dimon, but bad news came one after another.

As the morning mist dissipated, a mixed group of rats appeared on the road they came from, gradually approaching.

If it was Hell Mountain, they didn't care at all. But this is a wilderness with no natural defenses. They can easily be dragged into the quagmire by this group of elite rats and swallowed up by the endless stream of rats.

Femi looked at Blom: "I need someone to stay to stop them."

"The elite team is not enough." Blom shook his head, "Give me two hundred people."

"Okay, do you want the oil barrels?"

There are still eight barrels of kerosene left. They can't carry such a heavy thing and run more than a hundred miles.

"It's more useful for you to hold it."

Femi transferred more than 200 professionals who were willing to stay behind from the foreign aid corps to make up 300 people.

"I'll let Bailong pick you up."

"No need, you run, don't worry about the back." Blom thought of his brother, Swain's father - he always held a pipe in his mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke when making important decisions.

If only that pipe was on him now.

"Swain..." Blom looked at his nephew.

"No, uncle, I'm with you." Swain said firmly.

"Well, your father can't come to hell to blame me anyway." Blom smiled and turned to face the three hundred warriors and rangers who were looking at him.

"From Breeze City to Hell Mountain, we have been running away... This time, I don't want to run again!"

Blom raised his long sword and stabbed it into the gloomy sky.

"Tell those rat people who is the master of this land!"

Three hundred people charged in the opposite direction of the main force.

Blom led the team to block the pursuing rats, but the pressure on the team was only relieved on one side. The rats coming from the other three directions still delayed their speed, especially the mixed rat tide rushing from the front.

Compared with the elite rats, the wild rats are the real trouble. These big guys who are taller than golems can't even withstand the hammering of fully armed elites. Under their impact, the frontline warriors are collapsing rapidly.

"Prepare oil barrels and fire arrows!"

With Fermi's shouting, the oil barrels carried by the heavy horses were unloaded one after another, but how to smash these hundred-pound kerosene into the rat tide?

A warrior suddenly picked up the oil barrel and rushed to the front line.

The Elf Ranger quickly lit the arrow and pulled the bowstring——

The warrior, relying on the plate armor, rushed into the pile of ratmen holding the oil barrel, but when he wanted to retreat, he was entangled by several elite rats, and his weapon left wounds along the weak points of the plate armor.

The Elf Ranger couldn't draw his bow, and had to watch the elite rats rush forward and drown the oil barrel and the warrior.

"Find a good opportunity, don't hesitate."

A rough voice came from the side, and another warrior rushed forward holding the oil barrel.

Perhaps no ratman could resist the smell of oil, a group of elite rats and wild rats rushed towards the warrior.

A large number of ratmen gathered around him, and the last gap had not closed yet. This was the best opportunity...

"I don't know your name yet..."

The Elf Ranger opened his pale thin lips and released his hand pulling the bowstring.

A stream of flaming arrows shot at the oil barrel that the warrior raised with a roar, and then the oil barrel erupted like magma——

…

After leaving the Gray Mountain Range far enough, Ilimoyas suddenly felt her body lighten, and the ubiquitous feeling of suffocation disappeared.

At the same time, a portal appeared in front of her and was thrown behind by Ilimoyas.

Ilimoyas flew back to the portal floating in the sky and saw Annan, who was relieved.

From last night to early morning, Annan had not given up casting spells.

"How is it?"

"Femi led the legion to leave the camp and break out to the Dimon Kingdom in the east."

"Map."

There was a churning sound from Annan's side, and then Olmedo's voice sounded: "It's nearly two hundred miles away, can they make it?"

"No, there are ratmen on the road." Ilimoyas replied.

Annan frowned. The evil energy blocked the entire Gray Mountain Range, and even if Mr. Svarro and Dean Blechheim went there, they would be helpless.

"Annan, you find a way... Remember to pay me." Ilimoyas suddenly spoke and flew in the direction they came from.

The blue dragon's action made the hesitant Annan suddenly firm up his mind.

"I want to make a decision."

He closed the portal and said to his elder sister and Olmedo.

"I support you." They said in unison.

"Don't you want to know what the decision is?"

Olmedo replied: "I just don't want to watch the soldiers die in a foreign land. Whatever plan you have... do it."

...

The square in front of the city lord's mansion.

All the residents and tourists of Liberty City blocked the square and surrounding streets, looking at Annan and Olmedo who were standing on the terrace of the city's main palace to announce major events.

First, Olmedo described the situation in the north. When the crowd was in an uproar, Annan stood up: "You may ask, why do we let our brothers and sisters resist the rat people...because this is our responsibility."

"Can we really hide in Middle-earth and enjoy the peace maintained by those heroic warriors? Then what is the difference between us and other nobles?"

The crowd around the city lord's palace gradually became quiet.

"We can stay here, but those who lost their homes will forever lose trust in us, just as we lost trust in those people."

"Death is full of pain. Because of this, we must build a great wall of flesh and blood!"

The huge square was silent, with only Annan's words echoing over Liberty City.

"I am not a visionary leader. Nor am I a person who has the courage to crush the enemy's bones into dust... I just want to protect my people, be your strong backing, and be lifted up by every Free City citizen. You can raise your head proudly when you stand up for your own home!”

"The warriors in the north did what they promised, now, it's my turn."

"Liberty City should shine like a gem in the sky, instead of being buried underground and growing moldy!"

Annan's dark eyes swept across the quiet crowd.

"So, let's take them home!"