The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

Then the next question is probably where to go.

According to Pace's estimation, that pool of black liquid plus the [Frontier] could probably only carry away the people in one hall at most.

In other words, several hundred people.

Then the question before us is very simple: should these hundreds of people continue to attack forward or retreat?

Pace glanced at Vasily, then looked up at the sky.

He suddenly realized that there was actually nothing to hesitate about.

It has come to this point. Anyone who steps onto the battlefield must be a conscious person. How could they hesitate because of sacrifice?

At the very least, we have to give the old guy on the Tower of Babel some trouble.

"I'll go talk to them," Pace took a deep breath, "Vassili, can I trust you?"

"Of course, no problem. Debugging the [Frontier], right? Don't worry, I'm responsible for the routine testing of that thing."

Vasily patted Pace's shoulder, his face no longer pale, but glowing red as if he had drunk alcohol.

"Don't be a coward, kid. Do what you think is right. I made a bet on you at the execution ground on the mountain top. Remember?"

"I hope I didn't let you down, Captain." Pace smiled weakly.

He turned around and quickly walked through the hangar to find the coalition forces outside.

......

"what is that...?"

Looking towards the western horizon from Aston Plain, a red sun rises in the sky.

It is so dazzling that it illuminates the entire world in an instant, and everywhere within sight is the royal court ruled by it.

"Then it's the Tower of Babel?"

Azeev Petrov trembled violently, covered his kidneys, and his mind went blank.

The Thebite's army seemed to disperse in an instant. When they saw the red light rising in the sky, all their lofty words and courage seemed to be gone.

When the sun rose, the federal prisoners stared blankly in the direction of their hometown, with the corners of their mouths trembling in disbelief.

"No... Impossible...! They abandoned us? They abandoned us!?"

"We are... soldiers of the Federation... We..."

"We surrender, which means we are not eligible to ask for the protection of the Federation." Only the officer spoke in a flat tone, with an expression on his face that seemed calm, yet numb.

Harry Smith was floating in the sky, looking at the red light, and the last [Steam Military Police] clenched his fists tightly.

That was the thing that destroyed his hometown.

At the same time, on the bridge of the "Holy City", Ashlia tightly grasped the light golden scarf on her chest, her heart aching again and again.

"Are we retreating, Your Majesty?" The civil servant behind him was shaking on his feet and looked very scared.

"No," Ashlia gritted her teeth, "Raise the altitude, disperse the ranks, and prepare to charge."

Ashlia had no intention of backing down. Even if she died, she would not let down the name of the kingdom.

If I have to die, I want to die like Attack King, on the road to change.

I just don't know what his plan is...

Ashlia picked up the radio and switched to the channel:

"Pace, what are your plans?"

"I'm going to crush them, Eshilia."

At the door of the [Eye of the Sky], Pace stepped onto the ground of the wasteland and looked up at the "Holy City" in the distance.

"What about you?"

"I would disperse the column, continue to move forward, leave as many men as possible after the first round of firing, and then rush to the Iron Curtain."

"That sounds good. I'm planning to do the same. There's a crack in the netherworld here. I can lead some people directly to the Iron Curtain."

"Then take your best soldiers with you. I want to stay with the people of the kingdom."

"Are you so anxious to refuse? I haven't even invited you yet."

"You're not going to invite me?"

"Ha..." Pace laughed, and then his tone became low, "Eshlia, take care."

"Take care, Pace, I will buy you some time," Ashlia whispered, "May the morning star shine brightly."

“May the morning star shine brightly.”

Pace put down the radio, walked up to the garrison, and saw the dazed Ajef and other soldiers in the vanguard corps at a glance.

They all seemed to have recovered from their stupor and were now angry and upset.

Seeing Pace, those people rushed up all at once, as if wanting an answer.

Pace raised a hand, stopping everyone from speaking, and then said:

"There is no time to explain what is happening now. The details will be recorded in history books, but the premise is that we are the ones who write history."

"Now, I only have two orders. First, all soldiers of the Guards Corps follow me. We will head to the Iron Curtain and strike directly at the heart of the enemy. Our goal is to destroy the Tower of Babel."

"Second, the remaining people will charge in a dispersed state, avoiding the attacks of the Tower of Babel as much as possible. The goal is to cross the entire Aston Plain to serve as backup and main force."

"There is no option of retreat," Pace's voice suddenly became much colder. "Anyone who tries to retreat will be shot directly. The Thebites should fight to the last moment. Anyone who escapes will be considered a traitor."

[Tyrant] plunged the flaming giant sword into the wasteland soil, sparks flew up, and even more intense fire flashed in his black eyes.

"Now, make your choice!"

4) Rain (Part 11)

As soon as Pace's words came out, the coalition forces fell silent.

A second sun was rising on the horizon, and their monarch demanded that they continue the charge.

The bloody history of the First Academy War had long been laid out before everyone. The World Alliance was defeated and fled in the face of the glory of the Tower of Babel, and even the army assembled by the Attack King could not face the pressure from the end of the horizon.

The warriors' blood was boiling in their veins, but the fear born from biological instinct hung over everyone's head like a dark cloud.

Pace did not speak, he just looked at the silent army quietly, the flaming giant sword inserted into the ground was burning fiercely.

He knew that he couldn't ask everyone to face death, especially when death was already inevitable.

Whether they broke through directly to the jungle border of Lavis or charged towards the horizon on the plains, the army that lost its battle lines and arrays had only one result:

Defeat.

It's just a different way of dying.

When the light of the Tower of Babel shines again, there will be no safe place in the whole world.

Everyone knew this before the march to the plains, but when faced with this reality, not everyone could accept it calmly.

"..."

After a long time, a man walked up and looked at Pace timidly.

It was Adev Petrov.

The general, who had finally gained a position in Pest, had lost his arrogance. He seemed to have returned to the day of his defeat on the East Coast.

He hesitated, looking at Pace, then at the army, his Adam's apple trembling.

Pace knew what he wanted and couldn't bear to embarrass him, so he said:

"Ajaf, you can come with me into the jungle."

However, to Pace's surprise, Ajef shook his head:

"No, my lord, I apply to lead the charge on the wilderness front."

He took a deep breath, turned around, and roared at the Thebite army:

"Fuck it, it's just a little light from the Tower of Babel, you are such a sissy, you don't deserve to call yourselves mountain people!"

"Get lost if you don't have any guts! If you ask me, that big dick sticking up on the horizon is not as big as mine!"

"You guys came here in a snowstorm, so you're scared of the sun?!"

Ajef's eyes were bloodshot, and a manic aura seemed to burst out from his body, and brutality was growing in his eyes.

He turned around and faced Pace:

"For Thebeth!"

In an instant, the army was in an uproar, and the Thebits raised their weapons to the sky with roars.

"For Thebeth!" "For Thebeth!" "For Thebeth!"

The enthusiasm of the soldiers made Pace's blood boil, but he knew he had to stay calm and not make any wrong decisions.

"Harry, Vasily, Yelena, and everyone in the Guards Corps," he quickly scanned the army, "you will follow me and teleport to the Iron Curtain through the netherworld."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Guards stepped out. At the same time, two shadows fell from the sky and landed next to Pace. They were Harry Smith and Yelena Goncharova.

"I will follow you." Harry Smith raised his head and his voice was hoarse.

"I will take over the sky." Ye Lina said coldly.

"Guards! Let's go, it's time for you to plunder the Federals!" Pace shouted.

At the same time, a scavenger walked out of the formation, it was the guy nicknamed "Bull".

"Instructor, is the termite...dead?" His voice was a little hollow.

"He died as a soldier," Pace nodded heavily. "As for the soldiers of Thebite, any defectors will be killed without mercy, but you are soldiers of the kingdom, and you can choose where to go."

What he meant was that Manniu could choose to advance with Ashilia's army or choose to retreat directly.

Pace had never thought that the scavenger troops could maintain strong discipline at this time. After all, they had only been trained for a short period of time, and it could not be assumed that everyone had the same firm belief as the termites.

Manniu did seem a little hesitant. He felt in his trouser pocket as if trying to find something, but in the end he just lowered his head.

"I...I want to help him avenge, but I don't dare..."

He left Perth, and the scavengers retreated to the rear of the Thebite vanguard.

"We don't have much time," Pace turned his head and looked at the red sun at the end of the horizon, "Let's go."

Pace waved his hand, and the selected people followed him into the Eye of the Sky and came to the hangar hall.

Vasili had already moved the [Frontier] to the pool of dark liquid left by Zu Chumen, and the shadow of the entire hangar became even darker.

Pace turned his head, glanced at the hundreds of soldiers who were about to participate in the suicide mission, and then entered the Frontier.

He placed his hands on the joystick, and a roar came from beneath the space, and his eyes were stained with a layer of darkness.

The veins of the netherworld became very clear in his eyes. It was a dark world. From the Aston Wasteland to the border of Lavis, countless veins were surging beneath the world.

At this moment, Pace caught sight of the destination he wanted to reach - the gap in the Iron Curtain created by the Iron Lord Mikhail during the Dila War.

The federal army would most likely deploy defenses near this gap, especially since Ryan Terras had once entered the gap and reached the edge of Lavis to rescue Miss Carly.

When he thought of Ryan, Pace's heart tightened even more.

The lifelong ideal of the old king's guard was to lead his army across the Aston Plain and retake the kingdom's territory.

Now, when the light of the Tower of Babel once again shone over the ruins of the kingdom, he could no longer go out to fight in person.

Pace took a deep breath, and darkness began to spread throughout the hangar, gradually isolating the inside and outside.

At this time, Evans' voice appeared on the radio channel:

"Boy, have you ever considered surrendering to the Federation? As the former [Blade of Babel], I might be able to plead for you."

"Don't think about it, uncle, he's coming for all of us," Pace said softly.

"Of course. That old bastard Laplace has been displeased with me for a long time. He probably won't listen to anything I say."

Evans seemed to be mocking himself. He was located behind the army and there was no way he would have time to rush to the Eye in the Sky.

"Don't worry, boy. I'm not that easily defeated, and neither are the Thebits."

"Uncle, there's no need to act cool at a time like this."