"They retreated! They retreated!"

The battle at the entrance did not last long, and the morale of the rebels was obviously not as high as the imperial soldiers expected. After a slightly rapid sound of trumpets, all the rebels who could still retreat were at the fastest speed and some were embarrassed to retreat to the main building complex in the commercial center.

A battalion of Leclerc immediately took over the area, with halberd soldiers wearing Morrien's helmets, plate armor, swordsmen holding long swords and round shields.

Some of them began to carry sandbags and build fortifications under the command of the squad leader wearing beautiful feathers, while the other began to clean the battlefield, bury fallen friendly forces, execute the enemy who had not yet died, and gather all the bodies and weapons.

Not long after, a simple camp appeared out of thin air at the southern entrance of the commercial center.

I took off the Morion helmet on my head, which looked extremely beautiful and fancy, especially after being inserted into bright feathers.

Of course, the defense of this kind of helmet is not bad. At least the lead bullets fired by ordinary imperial rifles cannot easily penetrate these helmets, let alone those submachine guns that use small-caliber lead bullets.

With his helmet tied around his waist, I walked towards Leclerc, who was issuing orders to his non-commissioned officer. He looked very energetic, but he was not very emotional. I guess it was because of the battle just now.

"Ah, you're here, Mr. Saren," Leclerc saw me, his eyes lit up, and he waved at me, "Please join us, I'm just talking about you."

"Respectful and brave gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to Salenovis," he pulled me before everyone, "Mr. Salene will be the key to the next stage of the battle."

"Salute to you, respectful Mr. Salon."

"Salute to you, I have long heard of your great act of kindness on Haigi Island."

The non-commissioned officers took off their helmets to show their respect for me, and the sounds of praise also rang one after another.

This scene in front of me surprised me. I always thought that the Stranders would be hostile to me. After all, I was one of the culprits of this disaster.

"Mr. Rana has done an investigation, Mr. Saren," Leclerc smiled. "You have a good reputation in the Strand's civilian and military. Everyone admires your actions on Grey Kirishima."

"Let's go back to the battle plan," Leclerc pulled the topic back in time after a small group of discussions. "The defenders of Deletirey obviously did not know that Mr. Saren was among us, which was our greatest advantage."

He pulled out the dagger from his waist and plunged hard into the icon symbolizing Deletire on the map. "I believe that as long as we make a gap for Mr. Saren so that he can rush into the commercial center smoothly, we will win this battle."

"Do you have this confidence, Mr. Saren?"

"Of course," I walked forward with a smile, pulling the dagger out of the map, "I am confident that I will defeat part of the enemy's defenders in a short time."

"Very good, Captain Krien, I need ten teams under the First Team to attack with Mr. Saren, while others are responsible for the feint. Is there any problem?"

“No problem!”

All the captains responded loudly, putting on their helmets.

"Very good!" Leclerc laughed twice, put on a full-covered plate armor helmet like them, carefully inserted bright feathers, and then picked up the heavy shield placed at his feet.

"For the glory of Strand! Please fight to the death!"

"For Strand!"

All the captains and Leclerc drew their swords, tied them together in mid-air, and then fell heavily together.

I put on Morrien's high-top helmet again, picked up my warhammer, and followed Captain Krien's guidance to meet with his ten teams.

Amid the clamoring sound of a trumpet, Leclerc reappeared in front of everyone, and the flag bearer with the Kalechi battle flag was still beside him.

"For Strand, regain this once prosperous commercial center! Charge! Strand's soldiers!"

Accompanied by a shout of courage, the first brigade, which had been planned, launched a charge at the central complex of Deletier, braved the artillery fire that ejected from the towers and windows filled with buildings.

The remaining four brigades of gunmen and crossbowmen immediately launched a counterattack, and the lead bullet kept hitting the beautiful brick exterior wall, shattering pieces of broken bricks; the crossbow arrows either penetrated deep into the wall or fell weakly to the ground after hitting the wall.

In any case, Leclerc's firepower support has achieved its due effect, and the long-range firepower pouring out of the building suddenly became much weaker.

"superior!"

A team leader shouted loudly, and the ten teams responsible for the charge rushed to one of the entrances of the building with this rare opportunity.

"Everyone! Prepare indoor combat equipment!"

With a firm and clear command, all the halberd soldiers dropped their halberds, pulled out the short sword at their waists, took off the round shield on their backs, and the gunman also dropped his rifle and pulled out the pistol he carried with him.

The crossbowmen on the side did not have such a good configuration, but fortunately their crossbows were not too bulky in the room.

"Chong Chong! For Strand!"

With a violent explosion, all the council soldiers leaning against the entrance rushed into the building.

The imperial soldiers who were originally guarding the entrance were killed by the explosion. The remaining swordsmen who were also rushed in quickly got rid of the swordsmen. The group of swordsmen immediately dispersed into an arc formation, giving up space for the rifle soldiers behind them.

The explosion here has alarmed the defenders in the building, and soldiers representing the black eagle rushed out from various entrances and stairs.

"Catch them back! Crazy them back!" Captain Kreen, who was standing beside him, waving the sword in his hand, shouting. He had just stabbed a soldier rushing up to death, and blood could be seen falling down the sword.

"It's your turn to take action, Saren!"

"clear."

I pushed away the two shooters around me and rushed out with the hammer that originally belonged to Capes.

This warhammer has a nice name: Justice Executor, I think it's time to use it to practice justice belonging to the Stranders and me.

"bring it on!"

I shouted and waved the war hammer, and knocked away the three imperial soldiers who were surrounding me with one hammer. They spit out blood in mid-air, and they never stood up again after falling.

"You empire scum! Aren't you going to capture me?? Aren't you going to pay tribute to me?? I, Salenoves, are here, come!"

While I shouted, I kept moving forward. In just one minute, as my hand started to hammer, more than two-digit soldiers were already lying on the ground in a vague way.

I don't have any sympathy for them, after all, it's all they deserve.

“auir!”

I outlined a huge fireball and waved my hand gently, and the bursting fireball made a big hole in the wall.

"Good job, Salen!" Leclerc's voice came in from outside, "The entrance has been opened, soldiers, charge!"

"kill!!!"

I smashed it hard with another hammer. As the floor broke, the calves of the two soldiers completely turned into powder. I picked up the hammer with one hand and looked in the direction of the sound.

The flag bearer who had been following Leclerc took the lead and rushed to the front. He was like a Taoist mark, like the source of courage for everyone.

"For Strand!"

He raised the flag high, waved it hard, and ran the runner forever, leaving himself in front of everyone.

Until the dense gunfire sounded from the upstairs, I watched him get shot several times, and blood quickly spread out of the wound, soaking his military uniform.

He knelt on one knee at once, and I guess it must have hurt a lot.

I waved the war hammer, smashed over several imperial soldiers who were blocking the road, and rushed out. The flag bearer is admirable. I will never watch him die here.

I could see him gasping heavily, beads of sweat as big as beans slowly slid off his forehead, and he smiled and his teeth were stained with blood.

"For...Stran..."

He struggled to stand up from the ground and continued running forward, but was overturned to the ground by another wave of bullets.

I saw the crossbow arrow piercing his arm and the bullets penetrated his thighs, but he still held the flag belonging to Kalechi and crawled forward little by little with difficulty.

Leclerc rushed up from the side, and I saw the cannon shells explode beside them. The huge explosion instantly covered all the sounds. I saw Leclerc's eyes with tears in his eyes, and he firmly took the battle flag and waved it.

The second shell exploded outside the commercial center. Two halberd soldiers who were closer to the landing point of the shell lost their legs on the spot. Gravels were splashing everywhere, and dust filled the entire battlefield. I jumped high over the ruins on the ground and finally rushed to Leclerc's side.

Only then did I see clearly what he looked like. A large piece of fragments were inserted into his stomach. His face was pale, but he still insisted on waving the flag. As for the flag bearer beside him, he was unfortunately killed, and most of his head disappeared.

Another shell flew towards this side, with the unique whistle of the cannonball coming out of the bore, I hurriedly pushed Leclerc under me and opened a rock shield.

I could feel the shells falling heavily on the rock shield and then exploded. The shrapnel flying everywhere and the power of the explosion caused a significant impact on my sea of ​​consciousness. I shook my head and looked down at Leclerc in a disgusting way.

"Are you crazy? Leclerc! That shell will kill you!"

"Let me out, Saren!" His eyes were filled with tears, "Please! Kalechi's flag must not fall! This is what he hopes to see!"

Although he didn't say it, I know who he is.

"Please, Saren," Leclerc said in a nearly pleading tone, "This is his last wish before his death, a wish entrusted to me, I must stand up! The flag of Kalech must continue to fly! And we must win!"

"Fuck!" I gritted my teeth and removed the shield. "If you are in a hurry to die, I won't stop you, but at least I can do something for you!"

I turned around and outlined a rune as fast as possible. I didn't bother to hide anything. I gathered a fireball as big as a sundial in the soldiers' nearly horrified eyes, and then threw it at the rooftop of the Deletier Commercial Center.

There were countless riflemen and crossbowmen on it, as well as rows of imperial artillery waiting for them.

I heard a cry of fear coming from the rooftop above me and the towers on both sides. This fireball that consumed nearly half of my mental power suddenly exploded on the rooftop, just like a sun bursting in front of us.

At that moment, my eyesight seemed to be completely deprived, and there was only a dazzling redness left in the world. A shock wave visible to the naked eye came, and all the council soldiers who were charging were directly overturned to the ground.

I felt the earth tremble violently, and then amid everyone's screams, I saw the protruding parts of the rooftop shattering piece by piece, then collapse downwards, smashing into the main body of the building without mercy.

When the smoke and dust completely dissipated, the originally gorgeous rooftop had collapsed halfway, and a small half of the towers on both sides collapsed.

"Good job, Saren," Leclerc laughed loudly, but he started coughing violently again without laughing, "Their artillery is over! You really played a good show for us!"

"Your injury needs treatment, Leclerc," I frowned, looking at the shrapnel in his abdomen, "If you don't receive treatment, you'll die."

"This is not important, Saren, this is not important at all, I still..."

"You're talking too much nonsense," I snatched the flag from his hand, and then gave a wink at the guard who had just rushed up. "Battleman Leclerc is seriously injured, you have to carry him down to receive treatment immediately!"

"What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go!"

The two guards nodded at me, ignored Leclerc's yell, raised him from left to right, and quickly retreated from the battlefield.

"Salon, listen to me. If you can't win this battle, when I get off the bed, I will be the first to shoot you!"

"You have to be alive, Leclerc!"

I smiled and handed the military flag to a soldier beside me, "This flag must not fall, do you understand? Use your life to defend it!"

"yes!"

The soldier saluted me respectfully, then climbed to an extremely striking position, and began to wave the battle flag in his hand.

The scattered gunfire began to ring from the towers and windows again, and the remnants of these imperial soldiers had not been defeated, and it seemed that I had to give them a final blow.
Chapter completed!