Alien world

Chapter 1563 Chapter 197. A small wave of rats is approaching
"Prince Leon, on behalf of Liberty City, I demand that you make a statement and public apology for the unprovoked killing of the messenger, and return the body."

The second messenger stood before Prince Leon, with his chest puffed out and his head held high.

He was not afraid of death. Even if he was killed by a despicable foreign prince, there would be a third or fourth messenger arriving.

The deeper the accumulated hatred, the greater the damage when it explodes.

"Okay, I will publicly apologize tomorrow, return the body of the fearless messenger, compensate his family, and confine myself for a month as punishment."

Prince Leon's voice was gnashed with teeth, but his words were one of surrender.

The messenger almost didn't react. He first felt relieved, but then felt disappointed.

It seems that I won’t be as lucky as Renner to have my name appear on the monument...

The messenger didn't know what went wrong, but Prince Leon's admission of mistake was genuine, so he had to send the news back to Liberty City.

After receiving the information, Olmedo thought for a moment and decided to accept the apology and compensation from the Or Empire. Now the important thing is to concentrate on dealing with the rats.

The decision was made to pass before Annan, and then the apology part was removed.

On the surface, the Or Empire was showing goodwill, and Annan was also showing goodwill, but at the same time, it could also be understood as "not accepting apologies and compensation."

But the Or Empire suddenly changed its style...

"The only way to make a prince bow his head is to put pressure on him by a more powerful force..."

Annan stroked his chin, thinking back to the previous Holy Temple Council.

Could it be that the King of Gems noticed his excellence and decided to resolve the conflict?
……

The envoy from Liberty City did not stay and left soon, so there was no hearing of Prince Leon's lion-like roar and the sound of smashing and destroying things.

No one dared to speak out to stop them. In the meantime, a figure came to the mansion as if there was no one around and stood in front of the valuables that were broken all over the ground.

"Leon, this matter ends here."

Prince Leon turned his head suddenly, staring at the newcomer with bloodshot eyes: "Tillian, are you here to laugh at me?"

"I just brought the order from the Council of Elders to remind you not to act impulsively." The tall woman standing outside the door had a cold expression on her face. "Before the barbarians and the ratmen are determined, the Council of Elders does not want humans to have internal strife again and let the ratmen laugh at them."

"Is he worthy? You rude country bumpkin, I gave him a chance to kneel down, and he actually dared to treat me the way I did!"

"He'll be after you."

"I don't care." Prince Leon sneered.

"The royal family cares."

The tall woman's face was somewhat similar to Prince Leon's. Her flawless face was like a piece of mutton fat. She emphasized: "That warlock is good at manipulating public opinion. Don't let the empire fall into the vortex of discussion."

"Damn shit!"

Prince Leon broke another valuable vase.

That warlock is like a piece of shit. Once you touch him, you will become unclean!

……

"Traces of ratmen appeared 300 miles north of the Principality..."

Annan sat up slightly and asked, "Are you one of the Rat Elder's men?"

"I'm afraid not. They come from the north, not from underground," said Olmedo.

As everyone knows, the underground of the principality has been riddled with holes caused by the Stuhn ratmen. Although almost all of them have been filled up, there are still a few holes left.

Olmedo asked the scouts to continue watching and observing the size of the group of ratmen, and their movements were continuously reported to the City Lord's Mansion.

The size of the ratmen is about the size of a plain, like a slowly moving dark cloud, no more than one million, and composed of slave rats mixed with a small number of elite rats. Regardless of their size or composition, they can be ruled out as the main force.

The rats on the sand table were only the size of a fingernail. But this was the first wave, and there would definitely be more rats to come.

After determining the specific scale, Olmedo planned to do something: "Annan, should we take the initiative?"

"Take the initiative..." Annan hesitated.

It is somewhat unwise to abandon the defense line and go to the front line to fight the ratmen.

"If we defeat the ratmen before they get close, we can buy more time for the city walls and defeat them one by one before the rat tide converges."

Olmedo suggested: "Also, passive defense and active offense have different propaganda."

"…Are you sure the rats are all slave rats?"

"The elves said they didn't see any trace of the rat priests. It's most likely a group of wandering rats that broke away from the main group."

"Then take the initiative!"

Annan did not have the courage to fight the McCain ratmen, but he had a lot of courage to use the fight to promote his fame.

But don’t think it’s easy to deal with without advanced troops. Even hundreds of thousands of rats can make people despair.

Many towns or small lords simply had no ability to resist this small wave of rats that had left the main force.

So it’s necessary to consider who to let face off against.

Alien army? We can kite and kill this wave of rats, but there are too many of them. They drink potions like beer, so we can't catch them all.

Elimoyas' family? That's possible, but it's a pity that this small wave of rats is just in the range of "can cause some pressure but not lethal".

Annan prefers to let the Hellfire Legion practice. Five thousand versus hundreds of thousands, the advantage is on me!

As soon as the order was issued, Losey pulled Jack to protest to Annan, asking why they were not allowed to go.

"Your mission is to defend Liberty City."

"What about the musketeers?"

“They protect the high street.”

Luo Xi put on his helmet in front of Annan's puzzled look, then angrily pulled it off: "This is such a boring job as a legion commander!"

Annan found it funny and deliberately said, "If you want to go to the front line, you can stop being a legion commander and go to Hellfire as a soldier."

"Really?" Luo Xi's eyes lit up.

There was nothing he could do, so Annan had to tell him that defending the Free City and protecting the lives and property of citizens were equally important, and he finally persuaded him to go back.

"Lord Annan, what about me..." Jack rubbed his leather gloves as he fell down.

"Go to work!"

"Get out! Just! Get out!"

……

The 5000 Hellfire soldiers assembled within an hour. Because it was not a positional battle, they did not carry heavy baggage, but only armor to protect themselves and muskets and ammunition bags to kill the enemy.

As veterans with an average of more than two years of military service, most of them had blood and rat heads graffiti on their plate armor chests. Nearly one-third of the blood marks were bright red, representing more than a hundred ratmen who died under their guns.

About one-twentieth of the warriors had an extra arm shield embedded in their left hand, which did not affect their use of muskets. The diamond-shaped blade that was longer than the arm and like the tip of a fountain pen could also be used for shield strikes when necessary.

"I have only one request."

Annan turned his gaze away from the bloody and murderous queue and said to Fermi, who was wearing full armor again after a year:
"We will not spare any of the invading ratmen, and we will not leave any of the warriors behind."

(End of this chapter)