The Fallen World

Eight

Skylar, Lennox and Stand seemed energized, the three quickly rejoined the battle, helping the soldier and rowing team to destroy the dragons and cavalry.

The command ship was torn before the fierce attack, but it still did not sink but was still floating solidly, like the unbroken spirit of the people fighting it.

The Fortis cavalry was divided into two groups: one group attacked the airships, the other supported the fleet to destroy the Sucrose cavalry. The Fortis team supported up to thousands of cavalry, if fighting with several hundred dragon cavalry protecting five airships, it was a myriad. Fortis' speed was also faster than Sucrose's dragons and combined with the fighting force of Vanguard and Marris's main army, the five airships without dragon cavalry protection were quickly destroyed. Airbags exploded and burned in the air, the Confederacy was gradually destroyed.

The scene was as fierce as a storm at sea swept away the enemy, but the Jax defense fleet below was also broken into eight or nine parts. Marris's army created streams of water to overflow the burned ships, extinguishing the fire and washing away the burning components on the ship. The fire was extinguished, the water drifted away, the half -burned hull of the ship was bare and coal black.

More than six months of defense with ten thousand troops, fifty large warships and eighty maneuvering ships. The rest were several hundred survivors and ships damaged without being repaired.

But the victory went to the smartest, bravest and strongest on the battlefield - the Rebel Alliance of Storm Empire and Marris. Finally, after months of stress and fatigue, the fleet crew breathed comfortably.

"This is the command ship, isn't it?"

The soldier asked as he pulled the broken neck of the dragon. If you look at the armor, you can tell he is not an ordinary soldier on the vanguard, but should hold a position above the soldiers.

"Yes, this is the flagship!"

"Right, sir."

Everyone answered his question.

"Does anyone know where Gray is?"

The soldier slowly removed his helmet, took it off, and nearly dropped it to the floor. His long and sweaty ponytail blew in the air. A young face appeared but full of scars large and small and old eyes like a veteran warrior.

The trio of Skylar, Lennox, and Stand were breathless. Upon hearing the name Gray, the three unconsciously looked at the inquirer: he was in the middle of the ship, the sunset gradually covering the surroundings with traces of intense fighting. The tired but standing figure of the soldier gave everyone an inexplicable feeling: very heroic, but also very sad.

“Wait, is there an answer? Once I won the North Shore, I had to go here right away to help. Don't delay, I want to rest, these people! "

The soldier began to show his resentment and grinned uncomfortably. The euphoria from the victory and the historic scene suddenly zeroed in on its own.

"Ah ... if you ask the captain, he's lying down!"

Lennox said, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears that flowed spontaneously.

The soldier walked quickly in Lennox's direction. He slipped in the pool of blood and fell to the ground. That scene, the majestic status, is now completely gone.

"The pain, why your dirt?"

Now sepia has stained his body. Although they were saddened that their comrades did not survive, the survivors still could not help but let out a little laughter.

"Oh, hello Gray, are you dead at last?"

The soldier whispered to his commander's mutilated body as he sat down. He was joking, but had no respect for the deceased.

"Here I come, as promised, but you don't seem to be interested in Marris' Dervo anymore ah?"

Having said this he took a small round flask from his belt, gently opened the lid and poured it into Gray's mouth, then wiped the wine all over his body.

"You're crazy, you know I don't like to drink, so I don't have to hold back."

The noises coming from the mouth of the bottle saddened the people. Normally, it hurts to have alcohol with an injury, but here he poured the whole bottle, even though Gray is dead, he must be in too much pain. When the last drop of wine flowed from the neck of the bottle, he shook the bottle and threw it into the sea and stood up.

"How did he die?"

He slowly approached Lennox, spitting a puddle on the floor. No one thought it was a man of high rank. That soldier was rude.

"He… he got dynamite exploded right above his head."

Lennox said with a choked sob. Skylar stood up and cried as well.

“Um, obviously. At least he was lucky that he didn't eat the heads of those stinking dragons. And that's Gray's sword, isn't it? "

He pointed to the sword Skylar was holding.

"Ah, yes ... This is the commander's sword."

"I'll take it, don't you?"

"But what about Mr. Gray?"

Skylar wondered.

"I'm just a kid who's been following him for a long time, that's all."

Skylar hesitated, but she still agreed to give the captain's sword to the soldier they only knew.

"Thank you!"

Then, the soldier released a beast training whistle and put it in his mouth and exhaled a long breath. Soon, a Fortis appeared and landed on the deck. He took off his helmet. In the distance, Fortis cavalry and maneuvering ships began to organize an attack on the enemy fleet anchored offshore.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have thrown it away, now it's full of blood and whatnot." The soldier grumbled as his hat seemed to have just been buried in the trash.

Somewhere, a few small laughs appeared, perhaps those people were trying not to make a loud sound.

He climbed into the Fortis and flew away, not looking back. The crew wondered as the figure flew, joining the distant knight holding the remaining Union troops.

The number of survivors on the ship began to rise, one group went to collect the corpses of the dead, another inspected the ship’s equipment and cleaned up the damaged ones.

"The person is weird just now!"

Stand said as he dragged the captain's body to the collection position.

"Why did you give him Commander Gray's sword?"

Lennox smiled at Skylar.

“It's just ... what's up? I feel like that person is telling the truth, this is someone very close to Dan! "

“I just found that guy rude, saying all kinds of nonsense, not respecting him at all. Gray always acts like he's not very close to anyone, I think you're deceitful. "

Lennox began to disobey his brother.

"Let's clean up this place and then talk."

Stand annoyed at the two people. He fixes the captain's lying down.

“Hey, you have nothing to do? See how many small boats are still intact to return to shore. "

A crew member struggling to remove the body of a companion on a broken wooden pole turned to Skylar and Lennox to blame.

"They already know!"

Chapter 3: The child in that person.

About two hours later the Fortis cavalry returned. They help the survivors recover the corpses of their slain comrades while also clearing the corpses of their enemies. As for the ships, more people and equipment are definitely waiting. The vanguard of the Storm Empire rebels was ordered to return immediately in front of Weiz.

"This Sucrose is still alive!"

"Kill that too, those bastards will die peacefully!"

The group of people rioted on the beach. Skylar stands between his comrades and the surviving soldier Sucrose. There was a look of confusion on his face. All those with him had weapons in their hands.

"Wait, the war is over, right?"

"Do you want to let this man live? He poured bullets and explosives on our heads."

“But ... he is useless. He can't hurt anyone anymore. "

Skylar tries to reason with everyone.

People ignored Skylar’s ​​words, and the two hurried to pull Skylar out despite her backlash. Someone standing outside punched Skylar hard in the stomach. The Sucrose soldier winced in fear, his lips stuttering as if he wanted to say something but could not be released. Lennox and Stand see Skylar being hit and rushed to the person who collided with Skylar. It soon became a riot.

"Hey, what's going on here?"

The people were stunned by the voice that seemed to shout in the ear and at the rough shoulders that sailed at them one by one.

"Get out of the way. Who are you going to kill?"

The three identified it as the soldier who rescued them on the train from the braid and scarred face. He continued in his loud voice:

"It's getting dark, how long will you be late for work?"

"Sir, we just want to kill the one who killed those with us."

Explanation of one of the majority.

"They lost, he's pitiful, you see, he can't even fight back."

"He still deserves to die!"

The screaming crowd completely overcame Skylar's defense against soldier Sucrose.

"SHUT UP!"

Loud cry of the benefactor of the three. Immediately the whole crowd fell silent.

He slowly walked over to Sucrose, sat down in front of her and started to look at her skeptically, then he reached out and touched her cheek. It seemed to squeeze quite hard causing him to show pain and open his mouth. This man had a dangerous half smile on his face.

The soldier began to rotate his face to the left, then to the right again, lifting his head back to see the neck. When the “examination” on the face was over, he began tapping his shoulders, arms, abdomen and legs as if the doctor were examining a patient.

“Tchh”

He bit his tongue. After clicking his tongue, he waved his hand and punched Sucrose in the middle of the face, causing his head to bounce back. This was followed by a kick to the stomach as he stood up. Everyone sighed in shock.

Sucrose fell to the ground, his nose bleeding. He touched her stomach with one hand, and raised a hand to caress her face.

“So it's okay, isn't it? Is there another question? "

The crowd was stunned, no one spoke.

“You lost a loved one, so have you ever thought the opposite? You killed their comrades too, didn't you? We will be the same. Killing someone who can't fight anymore, do you think that's a glorious thing? "

His voice was replaced by conversation between superiors and subordinates, no longer the same as before. It carried an invisible force that completely suppressed the rage of the mob.

"That's it!"

"Um, come on."

"Let's clean the body!"

Rumor has it in the crowd that there is so much going on. Occasionally, someone still looks at Sucrose with eyes that are both angry and grumpy. However, before the proud standing posture and the sharp silver eyes they quickly turned forward.

Skylar, Lennox, and Stand remained stunned by what happened to the inmate.

Skylar, Lennox and Stand seemed energized, the three quickly rejoined the battle, helping the soldier and rowing team to destroy the dragons and cavalry.

The command ship was torn before the fierce attack, but it still did not sink but was still floating solidly, like the unbroken spirit of the people fighting it.

The Fortis cavalry was divided into two groups: one group attacked the airships, the other supported the fleet to destroy the Sucrose cavalry. The Fortis team supported up to thousands of cavalry, if fighting with several hundred dragon cavalry protecting five airships, it was a myriad. Fortis 'speed was also faster than Sucrose's dragons and combined with the fighting force of Vanguard and Marris' main army, the five airships without dragon cavalry protection were quickly destroyed. Airbags exploded and burned in the air, the Confederacy was gradually destroyed.

The scene was as fierce as a storm at sea swept away the enemy, but the Jax defense fleet below was also broken into eight or nine parts. Marris's army created streams of water to overflow the burned ships, extinguishing the fire and washing away the burning components on the ship. The fire was extinguished, the water drifted away, the half -burned hull of the ship was bare and coal black.

More than six months of defense with ten thousand troops, fifty large warships and eighty maneuvering ships. The rest were several hundred survivors and ships damaged without being repaired.

But the victory went to the smartest, bravest and strongest on the battlefield - the Rebel Alliance of Storm Empire and Marris. Finally, after months of stress and fatigue, the fleet crew breathed comfortably.

"This is the command ship, isn't it?"

The soldier asked as he pulled the broken neck of the dragon. If you look at the armor, you can tell he is not an ordinary soldier on the vanguard, but should hold a position above the soldiers.

"Yes, this is the flagship!"

"Right, sir."

Everyone answered his question.

"Does anyone know where Gray is?"

The soldier slowly removed his helmet, took it off, and nearly dropped it to the floor. His long and sweaty ponytail blew in the air. A young face appeared but full of scars large and small and old eyes like a veteran warrior.

The trio of Skylar, Lennox, and Stand were breathless. Upon hearing the name Gray, the three unconsciously looked at the inquirer: he was in the middle of the ship, the sunset gradually covering the surroundings with traces of intense fighting. The tired but standing figure of the soldier gave everyone an inexplicable feeling: very heroic, but also very sad.