Baron Anthony and his soldiers were waiting for Marin at the intersection. When Marin came over, the young man handed the flag in his hand to Marin.

"You don't have to be like this." Marin shook his head.

"This is the glory of the Gallo family, Lord Marin. Our family has been fighting under this flag since the dark ages. Sometimes, we will give this flag to the most fearless warrior and ask him to fight for us.

Hold the flag, today I found the warrior." Anthony held a dagger in his right hand, which was a caster's dagger instead of a wand.

Marin thought about it for a few seconds, and finally stretched out his hand to catch the flag.

"Fighters of Gallo! Forward!" Marin paused at the battle flag and then raised it high.

Although they were still a little short, the warriors from the Gallo family still cheered excitedly.

"And you, we are standing here as living beings today! Move forward!" Marin looked at the Lord and his men. The commander of the other commando team died of serious injuries. He is now the leader of two assault teams.

The sole commander of the team.

The Lord clenched his fist and slapped his chest plate, then raised his sword high: "Did you hear that, warriors of Farol!"

At this time, Feo had already stood on the front line with Gorehowl, and Marin handed his shotgun and ammunition bag to Lorraine, and the self-propelled shotgun automatic launcher came online magnificently.

Marin waved his hand, and the blessing spell fell on them. It was the blessing of strength and the sacred armor. The former gave them more powerful power, while the latter gave them better protection when facing the sword of chaos.

So the soldiers cheered again - this time, Marin could feel the respect and gratitude they looked at him.

At this time, the Chaos rushed out from behind their bunker, and these madmen howled and launched a countercharge.

Marin walked to the front of the queue, knelt on one knee, held the flag in his left hand, and placed his right hand on the ground.

Several shield guards walked to his side, ready to block the flying missiles for him at any time, while Feo stood at the front with the blood roar.

When the Chaos rushed closer, rows of earth thorns rose from in front of Marin. They first pushed Feo and Gorehowl into the distance, and then they looked like waves, and then like earth dragons churning in the ground.

Wave after wave of ground thorns rose from the earth, they pierced the chaos, and then pressed the chaos into the surface. The energy of chaos rose to a degree visible to the naked eye and then was purified, and the ground thorns were just like that.

Climbing layer after layer further into the distance until it stopped nearly a hundred yards away.

The bunker was destroyed, and Feo was chasing the chaos casters with a bloody roar.

"Forward! Soldiers!" Marin stood up and pointed to the other end of the street.

Then the big soldiers roared and crossed Marin. Baron Anthony even gave himself a speed boost and jumped over the broken bunker at the lead.

Then Marin's sight was blocked by the big soldiers.

Only the wailing of Chaos and the heads flying into the sky from time to time prove the irreplaceable role of Feo and Gorehowl.

Hmm... Let's keep Gorehowl. At least Feo still needs a sharp enough ax to split the chaos when he rushes forward. He can't let himself turn into a hammer. In that case, it will also squeeze the bottom layer of the World Tree Group too much.

employees.

With this sigh, Marin stepped forward, then stepped on the flag, raised his foot, and raised the battle flag high, then let the long flag leave the ground.

After thinking for a moment, Marin hooked his hand, and Lorraine ran over, dropped the gun and ammunition bag, and then rolled up the flag.

Then under Marin's instructions, he walked ahead.

When they walked into the bunker area, the battle was over. Anthony led the troops to move forward. The old mage who stayed behind noticed that the twigs of the World Tree holding the flag were a little confused, but when he saw the small footprints on the flag

At this time, he shook his head in embarrassment and joy, and at the same time slapped his little apprentice's confusion back into his stomach.

Don't look for trouble if your little one can't speak. You must know that trouble comes from the mouth.

Marin didn't notice all this. He just held the gun and followed the team all the way north, raising his hand from time to time to ask for the wounded.

Until the fighting pastor of the Church of Mercy accompanying the army found the petite girl in the team and came over: "Your Excellency."

Marin turned his head and raised his head to look at the elf girl... No, how could this Farol wood elf be so tall? "What's the matter?"

Out of respect for the loving God, Marin nodded and asked.

"Please leave some wounded so that we can play some role." The girl said very awkwardly.

Marin nodded, and then motioned to the wounded man who was dragged aside by his teammates and stabbed in the stomach with a knife: "He is handed over to you."

The wood elf battle priests of the Goddess of Mercy gathered around happily.

Marin continued to walk forward for a while and saw Baron Anthony sitting on a pile of debris. His left leg and ankle were severely swollen.

"What's wrong with you?" Marin asked.

Baron Anthony, who was self-healing, sighed with a grimace: "Everything was fine when I just passed the bunker. After killing Chaos, I was about to jump over a corpse of Chaos, but was tripped by his dying struggle and lost it.

I sprained my foot while balancing on the ground.”

After saying that, he opened a cup of healing potion and drank it as soon as he raised his neck.

Then he noticed the twigs of the World Tree next to Marin, as well as the battle flag it raised above Marin's head and the small footprints on the battle flag.

"Ah..." This one said ah.

Marin had already left. When he heard the sound, he turned to look at him: "If your foot injury doesn't heal for a while, just take a rest. Your injury is too minor. I will leave my psychic energy to treat the seriously injured." In Marin's view,

The battle went very smoothly, and injuries like Baron Anthony's did not require any effort on his part to treat.

"Yes, yes, I was a little impatient just now." The baron smiled somewhat flatteringly.

"Then I'll leave first. When I can leave, you can follow me with your guards." After saying this, Marin pulled out his revolver and fired at the baron.

Mr. Baron Anthony screamed first, and then found that he had no missing parts on his body. At this time, a Chaos fell from behind him on his injured leg, and the spiked mace he held hit his ankle.

superior.

The poor baron put his head in his hands and screamed loudly.

After looking at the injury, Marin turned his head and whistled to the wood elf girl. The latter raised her head and saw the new wounded person that Mr. Marin had prepared for them.

The wood elves discussed it and asked the girl to run over with a few young companions.

"Trauma, the wound needs to be purified." After Marin finished speaking, he walked to the ajar door that Chaos had just pushed out. A guard had already raised his shield and was about to rush in, but Marin stopped him.

"This is not a good idea. There are only three of you, and you don't know how much chaos there is, so the best way is this." When Marin said this, a big orange-red ball formed in his hand.

Throw a fireball at the door.

The wooden door was directly 'melted' by the flames, and after it flew in, Marin snapped his fingers, and the stone slab part of the door closed.

The next second, flames spurted out of the window, and the unique howl of Chaos came from the house. Marin pointed to the window, and the guards immediately walked over with the guy, and just in time a Chaos jumped from the window.

When he came out, before he could get up, several swords nailed him to the ground.

Another Chaos, whose whole body was on fire, was about to climb out of the window, but was knocked back into the house with a shield from one of the baron's guards. Then he raised his sword, trying to knock down the other Chaos who had climbed half of his body.

"Don't kill them! Burn them with fire!" His companion shouted loudly, and at the same time used the shield in his hand to knock back Chaos who was half crawling out of the window on the other side.

So the guard knocked the chaos back into the fire with a shield strike.

Marin turned around and saw Baron Anthony receiving treatment: "I'm leaving first."

Baron Anthony, whose entire face was distorted, waved goodbye to Marin.

Seeing his face distorted under the wood elf girl's bloodletting knife, Marin shook his head and walked to the front line.

You see, this is the most simple treatment method in the fantasy medieval times.

While thinking this, Marin quickened his pace because he found that the speed of these big soldiers was getting faster and faster, and it seemed that there was no resistance in the front, until finally Marin had to jog all the way until he came to the area where the granary was located.

There was no resistance along the way, and the Chaos seemed to be either dead or had escaped. However, Marin's task was to check the granary, so he naturally had no time to pursue them.

He led people to check the granary. The doors of two of the three warehouses had been smashed open. Marin could feel the chaotic atmosphere inside without even walking in. With a gesture, the big-headed soldiers immediately started the fire.

Set these two warehouses on fire.

The door of the third warehouse was okay. Marin opened the door and took a look inside: "Hey, stop hiding."

No one answered, so Marin snapped his fingers, and immediately more than a dozen soldiers from the lord's name and the baron's name came to Marin.

"Be careful. Hold the torch and enter the small room on the left side of the door. It looks like a living person, but you must be careful."

After finishing speaking here, a man's voice shouted over there: "Damn Chaos! Come on! Come and take my head! But don't want me to die on my knees! Farol men will fight even if they die.

die!"

An unkempt man came out. He stood at the door with a rolling pin in each hand, and then stared at Marin and the other soldiers for a while.

"Aren't you Chaos?" he asked, looking at Marin at the same time.

"Do you think we look alike?" Marin asked, looking at the guy in his hand... Can this thing really kill Chaos?

The man was silent for a while, then turned his head: "Honey! Bring the children out! We don't need to eat flour!" At the end of the sentence, a man with a beard covered with a white mysterious substance was crying with joy.

He walked up to Marin and opened his arms, then held Marin's raised right hand and kissed his ring hard: "I am a civil affairs officer. When the Chaos were making trouble, my family and I were on the nearby street.

I escaped with them. I originally thought that they would not let this place go after they robbed two warehouses. We were afraid that we would die."

"This proves that luck is on your side." Marin smiled, then looked at the equally unkempt lady and her three children, reached out and raised his helmet: "Good evening, madam, it's great to see you.

Very happy."

The lady looked at Marin and the big soldiers standing behind Marin, first laughed, and then burst into tears.

But her children laughed happily.
Chapter completed!