"Eat this!"

Downton remembered that there was cake and took out a large piece. These things were stuffed into the war space by Sissi and prepared for Hutao.

When he thought of the little Lolita, Downton sighed, it was useless to be anxious, he didn't know how to go back.

"If you have any difficulties, I will definitely try my best to help!"

Montgomery made the promise.

"Let's eat!"

Downton shook his head.

Montgomery was definitely a husband and a good father. He took the initiative to clean up the dishes and started teaching his daughter to learn. Even in the days when his life would end, he never gave up on cultivating Twilight.

"This child has a rare double talent. It's such a pity."

Looking at his sleeping daughter, Montgomery's eyes were full of guilt. Before the Holy War, she would have been valued by the Holy See and received the most elite education.

"everything will get better."

Downton comforted.

Bang! Bang!

There was a slight knock on the door, and Montgomery frowned and walked out. If there was nothing serious, his companions would never disturb him while sleeping.

"go together!"

To show his acceptance, Montgomery invited Downton.

"Chief, I was wrong!"

As soon as he entered the conference room, a man kneeling on the ground came over with tears in his eyes, hugged Montgomery's thigh and begged for mercy.

"what happened?"

Several men in the senior management were there, and they were all worried.

"This bastard sold the location of the gathering place."

A bald man with a hot temper kicked the kneeling man away, then held him down and beat him up.

"I can't help it. My son is going to die of illness. I really don't want to lose him!"

The man cried and did not beg for mercy. He watched his wife and several children die on the battlefield one by one. Now it was the last one's turn. He simply could not accept this reality.

"stop fighting."

Someone grabbed the bald head.

This guy was actually struggling. After having a full meal and hearing the laughter and laughter in the gathering place, especially after the child was cured by Downton's magic, his conscience was condemned and he came to accept the punishment.

"For the sake of one of your sons, do you want to kill more than 3,000 people? There are your comrades here, juniors. Do you want to watch them die?"

The bald man vomited blood angrily. Yes, this decision was difficult, but along the way, who hasn’t made such a cruel choice?

"Those comrades who died for us. You promised to take care of their children, and this is what you did?"

The bald man said, and wanted to take action again, "After you die, how can you have the dignity to see them?"

"Kill me!"

The man cried silently.

"That's enough. The top priority now is to find out how troublesome the situation is."

Montgomery could tell the difference.

The man sold the information to a general of the Black Warrior Legion. This was an ace under Heinrich. They were all composed of evil orcs, not to mention their fierce fighting power. Their combat style has always been brutal and brutal. They

Wherever he goes, he never takes prisoners, even women and children, and will kill them all.

"Why them?"

The situation was more serious than expected. The senior officials all looked solemn. The black warriors were dispatched, and they would definitely not return until they died.

All enemies die, or all allies die.

"Move to the next gathering point?"

Someone suggested.

The Cunning Rabbit has three burrows. Montgomery and his colleagues have long been prepared to abandon the defense, but this time, I am afraid that some soldiers who have been cut off from the rear will have to be sacrificed.

"It's not that simple. The Black Warrior Legion will definitely dig deep into the ground."

The senior officials lacked confidence, and the nearby resistance forces were almost completely wiped out in the past few years due to the purge. Their group was the most tenacious and the only one left. This time the enemy sent the ace black warrior, obviously to solve the trouble once and for all.

"Migrate!"

Montgomery, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

The others were startled.

"If you migrate, you will die anyway. Give it a try!"

Montgomery looked at Downton.

Everyone looked at Downton.

"No matter how bad things go, with so much bait and cannon fodder, the children can still survive."

Montgomery's eyes flashed with perseverance and determination.

"Yes, at least let the children survive."

"I hope I can take a look at the Ark of Fire before I die."

"If I can get there, I hope to find a Saint Laurent girl to marry. I heard they know how to be romantic best."

The senior management had gone through life and death and had long since lost their hesitancy, and Montgomery had absolute majesty. After making a decision, there was no question at all.

"Then let me know, pack your bags, and get ready to move."

Without further ado, Montgomery ordered.

The senior officials have simulated this kind of great migration hundreds of times and worked out the most detailed plan, so they just need to act step by step.

"I still have a lot of supplies here. I would like to tell people to bring less things that are of little use and don't slow down your pace."

Downton had many space rings on his body. After loading the supplies, he gave them to Montgomery.

The whole gathering place that had just entered the dream was like a baby that had been awakened. It immediately started making noise, shouting, roaring, and crying.

"It's much faster than expected. This time, it's all thanks to you."

After inspecting the situation, Montgomery's heart was full of gratitude to Downton. If it weren't for his supplies and treatment that made people in surprisingly good condition, it would have taken a long time to pack up before they could set off.

Before Montgomery's wife recovered, she stepped forward to take charge of government affairs. She didn't even have time to take care of her daughter, so she had to leave it to a neighbor.

"The vanguard will be left to you."

Montgomery assigned tasks to each brigade,

"Let me come after the break."

The bald man recommended himself.

"I am the leader."

Montgomery refused, "I should do it."

"So you have to lead the team."

The bald man is a tough guy, but the look he looked out the window was full of tenderness and gentleness, "If you don't want to marry little Twilight to my son, then go to the Ark of Light and marry him a princess."

The higher-ups were silent. Everyone knew that in normal times, there would be huge casualties, let alone this time against the Black Armed Soldiers. The result was almost certain death.

"Hey, why are you making it so sad? Watch me kill the Black Samurai and show off the power of my Great Twilight Empire."

The bald man carefully took out the badge representing his status as an imperial school officer and hung it on his chest. Even though his military rank was not high, he was extremely glorious.

"Boy, do you have any wine? The soldiers have almost forgotten the taste of ale. We can't be stingy in this final battle."

The bald man looked at Downton and raised his chin.

"have!"

Downton nodded, "Enough!"

The bald man was about to speak when he suddenly turned around and saw little Twilight huddled at the door like a little house cat, looking inside with only his eyes exposed.

"What are you doing here? Making trouble!"

Montgomery scolded.

Little Twilight immediately retracted, but after waiting for a few seconds, she timidly stretched out her head, "Isn't mom here?"

"Come here. Brother, give me a hug!"

Downton clapped his hands.

Little Twilight trotted over, jumped on Downton with a smile on her face, hugged his neck, and then made a face at her good father.
To be continued...