Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Soldiers resist the enemy, soldiers protect cities, soldiers are the only line of defense between civilians and the enemy.

When this line of defense is torn apart and the innocent and weak people face the enemy's minions, tragic and terrible things will happen.

There are few people in this world more pitiful than the civilians who cry, cry, run, and hide in the face of the enemy soldiers who are about to vent their anger and slaughter their cities and vent their tyranny.

Many who fled fell because arrows were shot into their backs, and those who were shot in the heart lost their lives quickly, and those who were shot in other parts that would not be fatal for a while were painfully and feebly He fell to the ground, his body twitched, blood was flowing, his hands and feet slowly became soft and cold.

Many people begging for mercy fell down. They took the flyers that the elves had thrown into the city, which were proofs of their promises to avoid death. People with good memory repeated the above content aloud, because there was even a reward, but in response to them The only thing was a cold-blooded stab at the spear, blood poured out, the kneeling man glared, holding the knife and spear pierced into the body, crooked, and then kicked away.

Someone shouted: "They...they don't talk about it!"

In response to all this was the icy and persistent pursuit of the elves, and the soldiers of the Twilight Chapter formed small groups to wreak havoc along the streets of Valentine, scattered, regrouped and scattered.

Their eyes flashed with anger, and they attacked all non-elf lives indiscriminately. The successive days of failures and casualties had already accumulated enough hostility. The Paozers fell into the ground and died in pain, which increased the legitimacy of revenge. They want to punish Valentine, to punish this fallen city.

Or, these are all excuses for sin in the name of justice.

Even as noble as a elf, it will become a beast.

People were running, shouting, pleading, people who were terrified were hysterical, running around until they were killed, some people hid in their houses, felt unsafe, and rushed out to try to stay away, but when they went out, they saw The elf that approached fiercely screamed and hid in the house, and was rushed in and killed. The shouts of the entire family ranged from intense to weak, and finally disappeared.

This is no longer a battle, even the elderly and children are involved, whistling spells fall from the sky, strong rays of light burst, houses are torn down and burned, and thick smoke is everywhere.

The agile war deer galloping on the street, this is a loyal and wise spirit beast in the elf opera that people watch, and now the antlers are even stained with flesh and blood, roaring, savage, carrying the murderous elf rider to sway death, Arrows and torches were thrown to both sides.

The mages who entered the city rolled up the wind, and the fire spread further.

There were screams and pain everywhere, and there were people who fainted and fainted. More people poured out of the house, followed the crowd, and fled aimlessly. Some people stumbled and fell, and were trampled by one foot after another. He died in pain, and the sharp arrows thrown by the elves in the distance fell like hailstones and plunged into the flesh, adding to the chaos.

It's like a hunt.

"don't want!"

"Please!"

The only thing people who are afraid can make is this short plea, which is only the voice of a small number of people, and more people are so numb with fear that they can't say a word. When the lamb and the hare are bitten by the tiger and leopard, they will Frightened and motionless, people are animals after all, and not all have noble courage.

Just a bunch of poor people.

"Wa-Lun-Tan-"

A decisive and urgent roar erupted from the back of the street, and a small group of human soldiers with incomplete armor rushed towards this side, and the elves turned around to face them, arrows and swords.

Valentine City is broken, and without the city wall to stand, the Dusk Chapter will be able to exert an overwhelming advantage in combat power, and everyone knows the outcome.

The Valentin soldiers kept falling, their broken flags stained with blood, and they charged with life and death, just as they had fought on the city wall, and on the street, less than fifty meters away, they faced Behind the elven troops, a group of Valentines watched numbly and expectantly.

It was just dozens of exhausted human soldiers, whose strength, armor, and skills were far inferior, so they were killed as if they were devastated, and the flag had already fallen and was stained with blood.

The officer who fought to the last moment was stabbed in the chest and abdomen, the elf in front of him ruthlessly stirred the long sword, and the pain on the face of the human had dissipated, but his eyes passed over the person who killed him, and looked at the compatriots behind him. There is only confusion and sadness, sadness that penetrates the bone marrow.

"You look like an aristocrat."

The elf who was about to kill him judged with arrogance and ruthlessness: "What are you expecting? What are you disappointed in? Are you expecting these lowly humans to resist and fight? Stupid and naive, delusional, when have you ever seen cattle and sheep rebel against them? The owner is even just a sheepdog?"

He drew out his long sword and let the opponent kneel down on the ground feebly. The elf officer put the sword on the opponent's neck and calmly said: "You have cultivated the docile people who farm, work and pay taxes in the civilian circle under your rule. Animals, don't expect them to stand up and fight and resist, they don't even dare to resist your whips and tax collectors, how can they dare to resist our swords?"

The dying Valentine officer showed a look of pain.

Not because of the wound, nor the fate of imminent death, but the words of the other party.

His life was about to end, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind like a revolving lantern. He thought about it and realized something, but everything was meaningless, and he was going to die.

"...We dare!"

At this moment, a cry full of strong will sounded from the other side of the street.

But very thin.

The elf raised his head in surprise, then blinked his eyes with disbelief. It wasn't that there was such a powerful enemy in front of him. It wasn't the cows and sheep who were to be slaughtered behind him who shouted this, but a person, a woman, in front of him. A very thin looking woman.

She was wearing a bulky municipal officer fire uniform with blood all over her face and body, she was so skinny, she looked like a rudimentary child, she stood alone among the dead bodies, with tears on her face , with no one around.

She bent down and struggled to pick up a long gun on the ground.

Facing the elves who had just slaughtered a group of soldiers.

"I'm a country girl from Cana! I'm Valentine too!"

She clumsily held her spear, her posture was correct, but her strength was not strong enough to support her. She staggered and began to run, just like the previous war dead, to fight a battle that was known to win.

"Wa-Lun-Tan-"

The elf officer's face showed disdain, but his heart was a little irritable. He stopped the soldiers behind him from shooting arrows, raised the sword in his hand, kicked away the dying officer who was trying to stop him, and faced the Thin and ridiculous figure... such a stupid human being.

Swords and guns rang out, the result was obvious, the spear flew out, the thin figure fell to the ground, the elf sword tip drooped, and he said coldly: "Ask me for mercy, and forgive you, or you will die."

"Don't even think about it!" The girl turned to the side with force, got up, and without weapons, she clenched her fists and raised her hands, "I can spend the whole day here with you."

A stern look flashed in the elf's eyes. This sword had no mercy. The light of the sword bit the girl's throat like a poisonous snake. The sharp blade would pierce the straw-like arm bone and run through her throat.

But the next moment, a loud bang crossed the sky.

The girl had closed her eyes subconsciously, and now she opened it, she heard the wind blowing above her head, raised her head, everyone raised their heads, they saw a figure flying down, the battle axe was dazzling, and the elf who raised the sword was blocked. The man fell to his knees with a sword, and the pistol in his left hand pressed against the opponent's head from top to bottom.

boom.

Blood fog blooms.

The man who fell from the sky looked up.

The elves were shocked at first, then agitated, and even a glint of light flashed in the eyes of the numb Valentine people, and some people lost their voices: "Kang—"

Then shut up.

But the elves knew who he was.

"Kant of Aurora!"

They roared and raised their weapons: "Kill him!"

The next moment, a dense metal storm flew from the side, the buildings beside the street were smashed and collapsed, the Humvee roared and charged, turning into a giant of steel, alternately harvesting cold and hot weapons, Kant turned to look at the girl: "I remember yours. Voice, fireman, your name is Steve, right?"

The girl looked at Kant, her pupils flickering, she had already prepared the consciousness of mortal death, but at the last moment was rescued by someone, it turned out to be this Highness, and she still remembered her name: "I..."

Kant said lightly: "Come back to your real name, you no longer need to use a masculine name to show yourself brave and strong, you are more courageous than them."

"what…"

Just as the panicked girl was about to say something, Kant swung his battle axe and killed the chaotic elf, leaving her just standing there.

The Autobots strangled the soldiers here like mowing grass. The number was not large, and it was street fighting. Hot weapons had an overwhelming advantage. The battle reached the middle stage, and there was a commotion on the other side. One person rushed on foot, guns like dragons, coiled Flying around, he launched an attack from behind and caught the elf by surprise.

"Son of a bitch!"

When Kant saw the visitor, he yelled, "What the **** are you doing here!"

It was Hong San, which made Kant extremely furious. Valentine's city was broken, and the entire city was full of enemies. He was unable to guarantee Hong San's safety.

Hong San was frightened, his eyes were erratic, he didn't dare to look at Kant, he just pretended he didn't hear it, but he attacked more ruthlessly.

The elves surrounding here were finally killed and wounded. Kant didn't even look at the people who escaped death. He walked towards Hong San and kicked his feet when he raised his foot. Suddenly, he heard the Autobot say, "Father, you know him."

Kant looked back in surprise, and saw that Miss Firefighter was dealing with a person's wound, but judging from her sad and depressed expression, it was all in vain.

He approached and saw the face of the dying person, and his heart was shocked.

"Preston..."

The mayor's younger brother, a member of the Valentine family, and one of the field commanders defending the city.

He squatted down, and when the other party was dying, he saw Kant and hurriedly said, "Why do you want to come back?"

Kant didn't answer, and said softly, "Is there any wish that hasn't been fulfilled yet?"

Hearing this, Preston subconsciously said, "Brother..."

But turned into a sad sigh, the young noble slowly turned his head and looked at the Valentines who escaped from death and scattered as birds and beasts. People seemed to pay no attention to their previous bravery and sacrifice.

A tear flashed from the corner of his eye, and he grabbed Kant's arm with the last of his strength.

"do not…"

Preston murmured: "Don't let them be cattle and sheep..."

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PS1: The second update, three thousand words, sleep and sleep.