Chapter 1499： ?Not reconciled

Chapter 1492 Unwilling

Leonard’s defense zone is located at the central stronghold. A bright green flame suddenly appeared in the empty grate under the stone fireplace. The Aurors in charge of guarding stood up and raised their wands on alert. As long as there is something unusual, they are ready to cast it at any time. Cast out the spell to solve the trouble.

But Ian, who has a stubborn blond hair, appeared in the middle of the flame, spinning like a spinning top.

A few seconds later, he crossed the grate. Ian, whose hair was half covering his eyes, had his eyebrows drooped. He was so frustrated that he didn't even slap the ashes off his body as usual. The Auror guards naturally stepped forward and started. Conduct a review of him, such as using spells such as the original form.

Waiting for the test to pass, the leading guard squeezed a smile: "Sorry, Chief Knox...As you reported before, those cunning kingdom people pretended to be a lot of people trying to sneak in..."

"You did a great job..." Ian waved his hand feebly, and he raised his head to see a busy and noisy sight before him.

The main defense area in front of them is different from the defensive stronghold of their guerrillas on the periphery. The defensive strongholds of the guerrillas are purely defensive. The personnel inside are only armed forces, and the members here seem to be very mixed.

Clerks in parliament uniforms, Aurors, strikers... Moreover, in addition to the defensive areas that were blocked and unable to escape, a large part of the other defensive areas captured by the United Kingdom also fled here, so it looks like a variety of Identity.

Except for the professionally trained armed personnel, most of the others acted as if they were scattered in the sand. Some clerks hurriedly carried documents and shuttled through the defense zone, and the armed forces responsible for defense yelled to improve various facilities.

Many of these wizards, who were doing nothing, gathered together in twos and threes, each holding the photos and flyers of the main defense zone that Ian had seen before, and they looked terrified, as if they were frightened everywhere. Scurrying mice.

Ian, who frowned and looked around, turned his head and looked around, only to find that he saw Uncle Leonard sitting on a high-back wooden chair near a bunker. His complexion was a little sallow, and his red eyes were bloodshot. The hair looks very messy even without washing and taking care of it for several days.

"Report!" Ian strode over and stood in front of Leonard, "I'm here to report on behalf of the Macduff team and ask for support."

"Support? Has your team already played against the United Kingdom? What's the situation now?" Leonard stood up sharply, his brows were still frowning, but he was surprised when he found out that Ian came over. It's still a bit higher than usual.

"There is no official match yet, but because of some accidents...the team has suffered casualties, but the remaining personnel are still standing at the outer defensive stronghold." Ian's voice was full of grief and anger, and he lowered his head to cover up his expression at the thought of what had just happened.

Leonard looked at his nephew up and down, and it seemed that the other party was not hurt, his shoulders were relaxed, and the expression on his cheeks was no longer tight.

"Ian, you go to contact them, first give up the stronghold and return safely." Leonard's wand cast a "clean up" on Ian to make him look better, "I received the United Kingdom commander Albert’s request to meet, I plan to listen to what the other party has to say before considering the next specific defensive measures. If... what they say is true..."

"Uncle! I'm afraid the captain is unwilling to give up the defense so quickly... All the members of Robert's defense area resisted and refused to surrender. McDuff asked the players for their opinions. We are not afraid to die and say we will resist to the end..." Ian muttered Sullenly said, "Can you provide us with some more resources such as magical alchemy bombs? They know that they can't successfully defend against the United Kingdom... You know that the kingdom's army mentioned us before persuading the surrender... So they took me away and wanted to let each other go. Let the people of the kingdom see how powerful American wizards are..." Ian suddenly raised his head, staring at Leonard with the same red eyes, "Uncle Leonard, you are the commander-in-chief, you order me to go back, Macduff As my boss issued a military order to force me to come over, but you can let me and them fight to the end..."

"Ian... Chairman Piqueley has lost contact. You know this... Originally, there was little hope that this resistance would win." Leonard sighed deeply, and he patted Ian's Shoulder, "At first, Piqueley and I wanted to use a few victories and successes to delay the defensive battle and allow the international situation to coerce the United Kingdom to retreat... But now, no matter what the situation is on his side, he really hasn't responded for so long. It is indeed less and less meaningful for us to defend." Leonard was low-spirited and stared at Ian: "In that case...Ian, we should now take the opportunity to take advantage of the United Kingdom's mind that does not want too many casualties to win more conditions... Speaking of this, you should understand, in this case too much sacrifice is meaningless... If it is really the problem of the **** of death, the world of magic will count on the goddess and Alan, no one will. Consider supporting us..."

"Uncle... Didn't you say that you will never surrender?..." Ian lowered his head, "There will be no American magical world..."

"The prerequisite for never surrendering is the hope of resistance... so a little hope... but the situation is different now." Seeing the unwillingness in Ian's eyes, Leonard stood up straight and took his own unwillingness. After leaving his mind willingly, he turned and said solemnly, "In short, I do not agree with you going back, nor do I agree with McDuff's decision to stay the course to the end. Now I order you in the name of the commander of the defensive zone to call They all come back. This is an order! Let’s talk to them...this is no longer a struggle between wizards..."

Suddenly, Leonard and Ian stopped the conversation. They looked obliquely back almost at the same time, and the shadow cast on the side of the bookcase began to move.

"It just so happened that Albert had just returned to Lying City, and my father and I happened to be a bit empty so we came directly."

Before Alan’s voice was finished, he walked out of it with Owen and Jessica, while Penello, with a cold face, guarded behind them. UU Reading

The thing fell to the ground and made a ping-pong-pong sound. After a short silence, there were shouts in the room. The Auror who responded the fastest, yelled and greeted people for defense, and some of them hurried over with their wands. To protect Leonard; the documents in the hands of many civilian wizards were cracked and dropped to the ground. In panic, they were a little confused and hurriedly backed away, but when they heard the shouts of the Aurors, they were busy. Ran back from both sides to make room for the Aurors; the correspondent quickly contacted the wizard outside with the badge...

"Merlin, that's Alan Harris, how could he come here in person..."

"An existence that mysterious people can't resist, can we all resist it together?"

"He still carries that devil..."

...

Despair spread in the defensive zone. For American wizards who did not understand the situation, including the previous British battles against Germany and Bulgaria, Alan Harrison had never participated in the war, and the Americans had a fluke of victory. It originated from this, but now Allen himself actually appeared inside their defense zone headquarters...

So, the fall of the entire defense area seems inevitable.

(End of this chapter)