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"You have a spy in the garrison!"

Mandela was very satisfied with Horn's surprised expression and unbelieving tone, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Haha, do you think your failure is due to lack of luck, or lack of effort, or misjudgment, leading to missed opportunities? You are wrong, it is simply because Victoria has already abandoned you!"

Horn couldn't help but recall the communication that had not received a reply yet.

Perhaps what the person in front of him said was true, Victoria had abandoned them.

Horn was in a state of confusion, and several of his shots were extremely off target. Mandela didn't even need to try to block or dodge, as the shells just grazed her body and flew out.

"You are pathetic! You are even more pitiful than those soldiers who lost their lives on the battlefield without knowing anything. You are willing to fight for Victoria, but you have become abandoned pawns of the country!"

Mandela said condescendingly that at this moment, she only needed to clench her hands lightly, and the shrinking stone wall would be able to crush the entire team.

"The news about Victoria's standard weapons being blocked...are there many people in the army, even high-ranking ones, supporting you?!"

Horn asked through gritted teeth.

"What is your leader's goal? Victoria's crown? Why?!"

"shut up!"

Mandela would become excited whenever someone talked about the leader.

"Why? Why! You, a vassal of Aslan, are worthy of questioning the nobility of the leader!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The panic and anger on Horn's face suddenly disappeared and turned into ridicule and sarcasm.

Her expression made Mandela even more annoyed.

"why are you laughing?!"

"I laugh at you for contradicting yourself. On the one hand, you make sarcastic remarks about the nobles and the rich, and on the other hand, you worship your so-called 'leader' who is nobler than anyone else?"

Hornet deliberately emphasized the word "leader" and said it in a sarcastic manner.

To be honest, even her teammates heard their captain speak like this for the first time.

"'Victoria's foul language'! What do you know! Leader, the leader's nobility is not just because of her bloodline, she is powerful and gentle............"

Mandela was drooling as he spoke.

Tsk, taste it, taste it, it’s too explicit.

"Ahem, I see. You want to delay time and get some more information out of me, right?"

Mandela wiped his saliva and spoke.

Thank God, she finally reacted and stopped talking, and Horn didn't even take the initiative to ask questions, she just wanted to say it on her own.

"Alas, poor thing. Even if I said something I shouldn't have said to you, what does it matter? You will never be able to climb up this communication tower again, and no one will be able to escape from me."

"Anyone who hears these words from me is either dead or about to die!"

The expression on Horn's face changed again, returning to his usual serious look.

"You might have to try harder if you want to do that, little Philin."

There was another round of continuous shooting, and Mandela had no choice but to block and dodge, but one of the shells exploded in a tricky position, causing Mandela to stagger and almost fall from the sky.

"Hey, you kept adjusting the direction of the bombardment. Did you try to find out if there were any flaws in my Originium skills? You actually hurt me... unforgivable!"

"That's it, time to end the small talk!"

Mandela raised his right hand.

"Now! Bagpipes!"

"W-what? Stone pillars?!"

Mandela was a little dizzy after being hit by the fallen stone pillar.

What a strange setting. It is clearly the ability to control rocks, but how come he became weakened after being hit by a stone pillar?

YJ, you are deliberately weakening my Mandrake, right? I’m going to fight you!

The few shots that Horn had deliberately missed had already made the stone pillar shake. Those expressions and tones were also pretended for Mandela.

"That Vaifan......."

Mandela covered his head and looked at Fengpi who was holding a city-breaking spear.

"I didn't expect that their target was the stone pillar under the tower."

Mandela could no longer maintain his flying posture.

"Damn it, damn it, how did you know!"

"Know what? So this is your weakness?"

"Captain, the rubble around her body is gone!"

Horn's observation and guess were correct. Defense and attack, Mandra's Originium skills could only do one thing at the same time. As long as there was a gap between casting spells, she would have a flaw.

Shenwei, right? I tested it, it’s a virtual dog!

"Now that the stone pillars have destroyed her stone shield, let's attack!"

Without the protection of the shield, Mandela was like a lamb to be slaughtered. The stone spikes thrown at random could not hurt the opponent at all, and the stone walls that blocked his progress were easily shattered by Bagpipe.

Last time, Bagpipe and Horn alone almost forced Mandela into a desperate situation.

But this time it was a group fight!

"Don't think you're the only one who can unleash Originium techniques!"

When Mandela raised her hands and was about to struggle again, she suddenly felt a roar in her ears. The huge noise even made her dizzy for a moment.

And in just this moment, the crossbow arrow had blocked her retreat, and in front of her was Bagpipe's siege spear piercing straight into her chest.

"How, how could it be!"

Mandela, who had recovered from his dizziness, was about to escape, but was almost broken by Horn's shield strike.

She could only watch as the city-breaking spear pierced her chest.

"Um...cough cough."

At the last moment, Mandela miraculously recovered. She tried her best to block the attack with rubble, but in the end it only made the spear deviate a little bit and knocked her out.

It was still a fatal injury, but it avoided the consequence of death on the spot.

She staggered to her feet from the ground, and the shocking wound on her chest told everyone that her life was slipping away.

"leader.........."

In the end, Mandela fell to the ground.

Chapter 473 Slow Down

"Bagpipes, I'm here to help......?"

Beichen, who finally arrived, looked at Mandela lying on the ground, his life or death unknown, and then looked at Horn who was about to climb up the communication tower again, and was silent for a moment.

If you are not my friend, how could you defeat my Xiao Man so easily? Please give her some face.

"Captain, a person has appeared in my sniper range. He seems to be unarmed... Wait, he is the one who just saved our team. Captain, do you want to let him in?"

Horn listened to the team members' report on the communicator and turned to look at Beichen, who was walking towards Mandela at this time.

"...Pay attention to his actions. Wait until we have dealt with the communication tower before taking any action. Do not open fire."

Horn opened his mouth and gave orders, because some important structures of the communication tower, including the control panel, were damaged due to Mandela's attack just now. Besides, Beichen should not do anything out of line.

It should be... no way?

Walking to Mandela's side, Beichen squatted down and observed her current situation.

His breathing was so weak that the rise and fall of his chest was almost unnoticeable, and his face had become extremely pale from excessive blood loss.

So...why not take advantage of it while it's hot?

Ahem, just kidding.

This moment is just like that moment. Even without Beichen's intervention, Mandela would lie on the ground in this state after a while, waiting for the last moment of his life to come.

And the one standing in front of her at that time will be an elite operator named Misery.

"Forget it, forget it. I'll let you live for two more days and work for me to atone for your sins."

Beichen stretched out his right hand and touched Mandela who was lying on the ground.

Please don't die.

"Captain, I think you should take a look at this. I'm not sure whether... uh, we should open fire now."

Just as Horn was puzzled by the strange tone of the teammate on the communicator, another silent team member next to him handed the telescope to Horn, motioning for her to take a look herself.

“What on earth is…?”

Horn took the telescope and muttered to himself, but before he had looked for two seconds, he fell silent.

Not sure, check again.

Horn silently put down the telescope again.

So why is Mandela, who just fell to the ground and was dying, now alive and kicking again? Can anyone explain this?

The disadvantages of not finishing off the enemy were once again evident at this time.

"Bagpipe, I can only ask you about this. Go and ask him what he wants to do."

"Huh? What happened?"

Bagpipe, who was in a daze, finally realized that the horn was calling her.

"Just look over there and you'll know."

Horn silently pointed down to the place where they defeated Mandela.

Before Fengpi could narrow his eyes to see what was going on, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground immediately made everyone alert.

Horn immediately picked up the telescope again with a serious face and looked towards Beichen's position.

Mandela fell to the ground again, this time directly embedded in the ground. A human-shaped groove appeared on the surface, and Mandela was lying in it with a dazed look on his face.

This made Horn feel relieved, she thought she would have to fight Mandela again, and it would be difficult to come up with another way to fight.

"Captain, I'll go take a look."

Fengdi jumped directly from the communication tower and ran towards Beichen and Mandela.

The movements are very smooth. You can tell at a glance that he has jumped from high places many times before.

"What do you think? Do you want to go back and work for me, or die here?"

Beichen gave Mandela two options.

But in fact there is only one option, you have to follow him even if you don't want to, or he will knock you out and take you away.

"Asshole...who are you? No, how could I betray...the leader! She won't let you go."

Even though she had realized the gap in strength between her and Beichen, Mandela still remained stubborn.

Apart from the leader, she had never met anyone else who made her feel so powerless to resist.

"Leader? Oh, you mean that whoever it is, Abrana?"

Beichen spoke, but this sentence made Mandela excited again.

"How dare you call the leader by his name!"

The stone cone was thrown towards Beichen, just like an angry child throwing his toys at an adult.

"Why such a big reaction?"

Beichen frowned and muttered softly, then waved his hand and slammed Mandela into the ground.

If she knew that she had called Abnara "Banana Sister" before, she would probably be furious on the spot.

"Forget it, I'll just take you away by force."

Beichen scratched his head and spoke, digging Mandela out of the ground.