No one knows better than Kong Xu, how many people will be saved by one more rope.

Under normal circumstances, of course, everyone is queuing up, stepping on the gangway, pedals, etc. on the boat.

In critical moments, this is hard to say.

The rope can completely allow the group of people in the best physical condition to pull the rope up by themselves.

On the other hand, the gangway was lowered and a team of paladins rushed down to guard the gangway entrance, which undoubtedly added a layer of protection to the survivors. Faced with the dark forces, nothing is more reliable than these dawn knights with golden light. On the battlefield, as long as they are not completely destroyed, they will be like a beacon in the dark night, giving people hope and guidance.

"The seriously injured person comes first. The rest of the people come back slowly with me!" Maya shouted loudly.

At this time, no one would argue with her.

Before we knew it, the young girl's leadership status was established.

The sound of cannons in the sky kept bombing the Death Knights.

Seeing that the coalition forces rescued these defeated generals, the leader of the Death Knight did not rush hard and chose to evacuate in a dispersed manner. When the Death Knight, whose speed was not much slower than the normal knight, was evacuated in a dispersed manner, the cover artillery also stopped.

There is no need to waste ammunition for the flexible little Death Knights.

When they got on board, the survivors immediately cheered.

"Long live!"

"Living, God, we actually survived from that hell of death."

"Hahaha!"

"Thank you for the Holy Kings United!"

Some people are laughing, some are crying, and some people fall on the boat.

Survivors were surprised to find an unexpected big man waiting for them.

"Ah! It's His Highness!"

Saint An Julina, she came to the front line of rescue without fear of the threat of the demigod lich. In her gentle smile, the sacred glow kept flashing on her body. Every time she casts a spell quickly, a dying survivor must be saved in her hands.

"Please pull out the claws stuck in his lungs." said the holy lady.

"But this will..."

"It's okay, trust me."

The survivor companion did as he did, and he ruthlessly pulled out a ghoul's claw from the body of an unlucky ghost. The scene of blood splattering scared the priests and monks around the saint.

An Julina didn't realize it at all. No, it should be said that even if dirty blood splattered over, it would be blocked by the body shield made of the sacred power gushing out of her body.

The foreign object stuck in the wound was removed, and the saint cast a spell again. Everyone was surprised and admired that the guy who was bound to die was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wound as big as a bowl closed itself in just ten seconds.

One by one, the saint treated thirty seriously injured people in a row without breathing.

This scene made countless people stunned.

After dealing with the worst injured person, the Saint immediately rode on the griffin under the escort, flew to another rescue ship to treat the worst injured person.

The seriously injured person has a saint's guarantee, and the general injury is enough for Dawn Priests and Nature monks.

The survivors have survived.

With one foot in the cabin, five guys drank low-purity Dawn Holy Water in big gulps. Under normal circumstances, this thing didn't react when you drink it. It's different now.

"Wow... utter... utter..."

"Don't worry, the holy water is cleaning up the breath of death inside the human body, which will bring out a lot of dirt. Basically, after drinking this, just vomit it." The female therapist next to him smiled and comforted the mercenary.

Several guys were spitting with a wooden basin, making the corner smoky. Fortunately, this was a magic warship flying in the air, and the air circulation was quite smooth. If it was the lower deck of a traditional ship, it would be sour... whoever went would know.

Maya was also vomiting. She was stronger and her physique was relatively better.

Suddenly, one of her subordinates said, "Big sister, everyone is saying, are you the mistress of the King of Void?"

"Puff!" Maya sprayed her dog legs with a mouthful of light golden holy water.

The stupid guy was not annoyed: "Big sister! Think about it, it doesn't matter. Does the dignified king have to send a substitute to notify you? You have too much inside information. Everyone is muttering, not only do you know where to gather, but also know that His Highness the Saint will come!"

Maya was asked so much that she didn't know what to say. Even though her face was covered with dust and blood, she still couldn't hide the blush under her beautiful face.

"I, I...my..."

She originally talked casually to boost morale, but who knew that her "promise" had been fulfilled?

Although everyone is grateful to the Holy King Joint Fleet who saved their lives and His Highness, they have not forgotten the little mercenary leader who led them to fight to the death in a critical moment.

A Knight covered in blood, his armor was covered with holes and potholes, and his right hand was three and his fingers and brows. He was wearing thick plate armor that could not move around his waist, which was already a salute: "I am Chuck Norkeman. The former Firno Level 2 Royal Knight."

"Maya, Maya Curtis, the leader of the Curtis regiment in the small mercenary group." Maya hurriedly bowed and returned the gift.

"Thank you for your rescue and guidance. Brothers and I owe you a life." Chuck smiled and pointed to the back. Several guys dressed in knights and city guards smiled and raised the glass holy water bottle in their hands. Originally, it was changed to a tavern that everyone raised their oak wine glasses, and the atmosphere would be more appropriate, but unfortunately there was nothing we could do.

Even if the sacred magic can heal trauma, it will still consume the body's physical strength. Everyone can save their lives, but they are still in a dead dog state that is half-dead.

"It's okay, it's just helping each other." Maya was very modest.

Next, more than a dozen groups of people sent representatives to express their gratitude in various ways.

Before he knew it, Maya had become a big celebrity among the exiles.

"Sister, so many people thank you, and some people expressed their willingness to hang out with you. Otherwise, you can expand the mercenary group?" her dog-legged suggested.

"Let's talk about it later. We have failed this time. We have to think about how to explain it to Dawn Light." As soon as Maya said, several dog-legged men immediately supported their foreheads. No matter what the general situation is, their team's mission has failed.

If you fail, you will be fined. This is so miserable!

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing the costume of a ceremonial officer came in, and he clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Gentlemen, ladies! Please note that the rescue ship will now sail to the temporary frontline base of the United Army. The estimated range is 8 hours. Please confirm your injuries. If you are not seriously injured, you can eat something first and take a rest. Let's talk about the rest when you arrive at the base."
Chapter completed!