Chapter 158: Fighting Aswan again (25)

A defensive line had been established outside the station, and when Juskin arrived with the remaining three battalions, everyone cried out in fear and despair.
The reason is naturally not their miserable appearance, but the church that is burning and collapsing not far away. When the gods can't shelter themselves, how can they shelter their believers? Some people already feel that the end is coming, and despair makes them desperate to rush to the station, but they are greeted by ruthless bullets-from the guards who guard and command them.
Juskin did not find his superiors, nor could he take the soldiers to the train, and could only find a relatively safe place to organize defenses on the spot.
What are their generals thinking about? Is it really difficult for everyone to be buried in this fortress?
Eugene has questioned the commander more than once. He vaguely felt that Yusuf should be planning something, but if the plan is at the cost of the entire Aswan fortress and the lives of all the defenders, it would be too expensive.
What was he thinking about?
On the towering command tower, Yusuf is also thinking about this problem, but he is thinking about Guck, the tyrant who led Ock to rise from the desert.
Ok's gunshots are gradually approaching here. He can see streets burning, houses falling down, and no sound in the far wall, as if the dead monster lay on the ground.
Cannonballs continue to cross the city head and fall into the fortress area, while expelling the darkness, creating large pieces of rubble debris, the arrogant roar of Oak, and the noise of the ears filled the eardrums. These abominable monsters are just like the flood of the embankment. The influx of shares into the streets and every strategic place.
The most obvious victim is the burning church.
The battle has entered the street fighting, which means that the fall of the fortress is only a matter of time. It only took more than six hours from the launch of the attack by Oak, and now only six hours have passed. The solid steel defense line in the hope of everyone only supports that one. Little meeting, they can't even support the navy to come to support, the gunboat at the port has begun to transfer.
The Three Wizards and Arcanists have already evacuated, and Yusuf cannot dispose of these "expensive" assets for the empire. The Secret Guard found him the first time the city wall fell, and demanded that he take responsibility for the fall of the fortress. , And force all wizards and arcanists to evacuate.
Youssef did not pay more attention to them, because if nothing unexpected happened, his plan should have failed, so the only thing he can do now is to drag Ouke as much as possible to create time for the destruction of the railway, so that there is no evacuation The people, either they seek their own way of life from the wilderness, or fight to death.
The railway from Aswan Fortress to the outside world does not take too many people at a time. Youssef is not natural cold-blooded, but from the most realistic point of view, every one second of delay here will give the other regions an extra second, The last train can only be reserved for the most elite seed troops.
"General..."
The chief of staff wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief and said carefully:
"Ok is coming over, are you first..."
"Hurry up and go, together with the staff, they are already in the car, don't let your horseman toss again."
With a slight cough to cover his embarrassment, the chief of staff paid a salute to Yusuf. When he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and stretched his neck to look into the distance.
"Is it dawning so soon..."
"what!?"
Youssef's complexion changed suddenly. He quickly walked over the fence and lifted his telescope to look at the horizon.
"No... it's not dawn."
His hand trembles and whispers dreamily. Through the lens he can clearly see that in the distance of a dark black, a gold line is gradually expanding. That is not the form of dawn, but something more shining. Rising.
"Successful...They succeeded! They succeeded!!!"
Youssef made a nearly mad roar, and then threw away the telescope in his hand, and ran into the control tower like crazy, making the chief of staff look stunned.
"Successful! Belas, they succeeded!"
In a room with closed doors, Yusuf shoved it away, yelling at Belas sitting cross-legged inside, his face flushed with excitement.
"Yes, I already know. My task is next. Yousef, you go."
The incense filled the small room, and the white smoke was thick like a liquid. Belas opened his eyes and looked at Yusuf. Then he untied the bag on his forehead to reveal a closed eye.
Three eyes, the rarest and most powerful existence among the raven wizards, Belas is the only three eyes in three hundred years.
"What are you talking about? I have to show you the door."
Youssef smiled, turned away and closed the door.
The old wizard sighed and closed his eyes again.
A lilac halo shrouded him, and when the surrounding incense stopped moving as if solidified, the eyes of Belas' forehead slowly opened, and only pure black was deep.
When Yusuf walked back to the podium, the chief of staff was gone. He took his hat off the table, put it on his head again, and then took out the cigarette case in his chest and smoked a cigarette. Hold in his mouth and light a lighter
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew off the flames on the lighter. Yusuf raised his head like a sensor, and saw a huge gray crow passing by in the night. Its body appeared translucent, shining illusory streamer. , Stretching her wings straight towards the gradually rising golden sun~EbookFREE.me~ Yousef ignited the lighter again, lit the cigarette and took a deep breath.
"You have worked hard."
On the wall, groups of craftsmen were dismantling and carrying fortresses left by mankind. The carts under the wall were already filled with dangdang. This was a bumper harvest, and every tech bully was happy to talk.
"Hey! Look!"
Suddenly, the broken mouth pulled Agarm's arm, who was using a wrench to remove useful parts from a damaged fortress.
"Zah...hmm?"
Just turning his head and going to wind up, Agham froze, and then he rubbed his eyes with his dirty hands again.
"Fuck, what is that stuff!?"
He couldn’t believe his eyes. In the dark wasteland, a golden golden sun rose. The thing was so dazzling that he turned the night upside down into the day, and kept approaching. With.
"I was thinking this was wrong."
The dwarf also leaned in, holding a pair of telescopes in his hand, stained with blood.
"That seems to be... big shrimp?"
"What the hell!"
After grabbing the other's telescope, Agam just looked at it for the first time, and his mouth could not close.
"Gui Gui, really!"
He even saw a huge shrimp-like thing in the blinding golden light spot. It boiled like a flame, his hands were raised, and his lower body was a spiral gas.
"This is wrong! Hurry up!"
Realizing that this thing might not be easy to deal with, the first time Agnum thought of it was to rush away the things on his hands. He just ran down the city roots with a pile of garbage, and saw that the idea was doing the same thing as him. thing.
"What are you looking at! Flash!"
Tomorrow this volume is over, don’t worry...