Chapter 275

Seeing the black haired mercenary enter the cockpit of the floating boat in a strange way, the Templar orders the captain to destroy himself in the chain of consciousness.

After a short period of more than ten seconds, there was no movement in the direction of the cab which should have been destroyed in the fire, and the Templar died of the same heart.

When he threatened Abraham in the name of the sorcerer, the Templar confessed.

"Wait!" As Abraham was about to break his hamstring and leave him here to die, the Templar yelled, "I have a deal! Take me with you! I want my men to give up their resistance now! "

Abraham watched the insects coming from the walls, and the weak lines of defense made up of slave soldiers and mercenaries, who, under the tentative attack of the insects, retreated and their defenses became smaller and smaller.

"Well, let your men stop fighting now!" Abraham did not delay any more. He pulled up the Templar and pushed him to the direction of the gondola. The sword in his hand was still across the other party's neck: "don't play tricks, or I'll throw you under the airship and let the insects start to eat you from the feet!"

"Let's go! aboard! Don't waste time Abraham, carrying the Templar's gangway from the gondola, entered the interior of the gondola and gave orders to those still fighting outside to retreat.

In the floating boat, there were corpses everywhere, and the slave soldiers suffered heavy losses here.

Only the slaves with spears and simple armor were killed by guards with short weapons in this narrow terrain. However, they had lost their fear of death. Step by step, their bloody footprints pushed the front line all the way to the innermost part of the cabin.

There were dead bodies of slave soldiers and enemies everywhere, and Abraham saw three or four corpses entangled in many places along the way.

When death comes, all beings are equal.

Abraham pushed the Templars along the way. All the slave soldiers who were still alive looked at him, bowed their heads deeply and saluted him.

In the floating boat, which used to be loud and violent, Abraham walked by and became silent.

There, seven or eight Knights of the black armour had stopped fighting back, forming a semicircle defensive formation, holding a steel gate. Behind them, three or four archers kept their bows open and were still there.

They have received orders from the Templars to stop fighting back.

In addition to the defensive formation, there was almost no place for a dozen bodies to settle down.

In front of Wang Yue, the enemy who still fought with himself in the last second suddenly stopped defending and resisting. Without knowing what happened, he took advantage of the opportunity to stab his opponent's armor with a sword!

The bright red blood gushed out along the specially designed bloodletting trough and flowed all over the ground. Li Yanlong held Wang Yue: "it's over. We won."

"Bang!" The door, which was held by the black armor warriors, was pushed open from inside. The bloodstained Hunter looked at the crowd outside, and the blood inside the room flowed out like a stream.

Xu Yichen said without expression: "the back has been emptied, let Li Bingheng come inside! Our driver is dying! "

Abraham pushed the Templar to the demon hunter and said, "here you are! He gave the order to surrender, and I promised to take him with me, and my men still need command

Xu Yichen nodded and said to Wang Yue, "go and tell them to get on board. By the way, ask who has experience in driving this thing. I don't know if there are enough surviving crew members to drive this big guy away!"

Abraham stood at the door, carefully counting the slave soldiers who boarded the gondola. He patted each other on the shoulder.

At this time, Abraham knew that once these people relaxed, they would lose the courage to defend against the Witch King, and he needed to establish his prestige among the slaves.

With the help of the slaves, all the wounded were carried to the floating boat, and the mercenaries followed the crowd into the boat.

When a dozen slave soldiers were queuing up to board the floating boat, they were thrown to the ground by the fast insects coming from behind. Their bodies became the best cover for others.

The last one on board was a combination of the female warrior and the mad cow. The two of them played one plus one more than two on the battlefield, passing through like a whirlwind, leaving only one insect corpse.

At the last moment, they cleared a space among the insects and successfully separated the iron box fixed under the floating boat from the floating boat.

The worms who lost their ground targets began to climb up the outer wall of the tower. The orcs had already been wiped out and their bodies had disappeared.

"If I can go back to the mad cow tribe, I swear, no son of mad cow will come here again." Mad cow stood at the door of the cabin and looked down at the tide of insects like the sea: "the king of the sorcerer has deceived us. There is no glory, no hero, nothing but death."

"Yes, nothing but death." Abraham looked down at the slave soldiers who had been torn to pieces by the worms and sighed, "but from now on, we have hope. When the sun rises, everything will be different."The mad cow handed Abraham his axe. "Maybe it means more to you."

Abraham took the axe, lifted it up with difficulty, and cut off the rope connecting the stable anchor heavily. The whole floating boat was shaking with a burst of shaking, and it was earned up fiercely!

"Respect freedom!" Abraham gave the axe back to the mad cow, looked back at the neat lines, looked at his slave soldiers with weapons, and yelled, "to freedom! From today on, no one can let you die for nothing! No one else can deprive you of the right to shout! "

"No more need to wear these armor that symbolizes rank!" Abraham took off his status symbol, Templar armor, and threw it from the gondola: "from now on, we are all free men."

At the open door of the gondola, the sun rose from the horizon, and the golden sun shone into the cabin, showing Abraham's extraordinary solemnity.

"Freedom!" At first, the slave soldiers cried out in a low voice. Then they looked at each other. No one taught them to behave with a whip. So the slaves used all their strength to shout, "freedom!"

The weapons in the hands of the slaves were splattered all over the floor.

In a peaceful atmosphere, the demon hunter felt as if he had missed something.

Inside the tower, the mage Witt looked at the rising floating boat and asked the hostage behind him, "when are you going to let me go?"

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