Vol 2 Chapter 275: Something seems to be missing

Seeing that the black-haired mercenary entered the cockpit of the floating boat in a peculiar way, the Templar ordered the captain to self-destruct in the chain of consciousness.
After a short ten seconds, there was no movement in the direction of the driver's cab that should have been blown up in the flames, and the Templar died of the same heart.
When he threatened Abraham in the name of the Witch King to no avail, the Templar confessed.
"Wait!" When Abraham was about to sever his hamstring and leave him here to die, the Templar shouted loudly: "I have a deal! Take me with you! I will let my people give up now. resistance!"
Abraham looked at the insects surging from the wall and the fragile defense line composed of slave soldiers and mercenaries. Under the tentative attack of the insects, these people retreated, and the defense circle became smaller and smaller.
"Well, let your people stop resisting now!" Abraham didn't waste any more time, pulled up the Templar, and pushed him towards the floating boat, the long sword in his hand was still on the other side. On the neck: "Don't play tricks, or I will throw you under the airship and let those bugs eat you from the feet!"
"Let's go! Get on the ship! Don't waste time!" Abraham took the Templar gangway down from the float into the interior of the float, and gave the order to retreat to those who were still fighting outside.
In the airship, there are corpses everywhere, and the slave soldiers suffered heavy losses here.
Only slaves with spears and simple armor were killed by guards holding short weapons in this narrow terrain. However, they had lost their fear of death, and took footprints one step at a time, and they just pushed the front line all the way. The innermost part of the cabin.
The corpses of slave soldiers and enemies were everywhere. Abraham saw three or four corpses entangled in many places along the way, regardless of each other.
When death comes, all beings are equal.
Abraham pushed the Templars all the way, all the surviving slave soldiers looked at Abraham, bowed their heads deeply, and saluted him.
As Abraham walked by, the floating boat that had been fighting to the sky became solemn and silent.
There, seven or eight black-armored warriors had stopped their counterattacks, in a semi-circular defensive formation, and guarded an iron gate. Behind them, three or four archers kept their bow postures, and they also stood still. There.
They had received the order of the Templars and stopped the counterattack.
Outside of the defensive formation, a dozen corpses have almost no place to stay.
In front of Wang Yue, the enemy who had been fighting with him in the last second suddenly stopped defending. He didn't know what happened, taking advantage of the opportunity, a sword stabbed into the gap of the opponent's armor!
Bright red blood poured out along the specially-made bloodletting trough and ran all over the ground. Li Yanlong held Wang Yue: "It's over, we won."
"Bang!" The door held by the black armored warriors was pushed open from the inside. The blood-covered demon hunter looked at the crowd outside, and the blood in the room poured out from the door like a stream.
Xu Yichen said blankly: "The back has been emptied, let Li Bingheng come inside! Our driver is dying!"
Abraham pushed the Templar knight to the demon hunter's side: "Here is for you! He gave the order of surrender, and I promised to take him along with me. My people still need command!"
Xu Yichen nodded, and said to Wang Yue: "Go and tell them all to board the boat. By the way, ask who has experience in driving this thing. I don't know if the crew still alive is enough to drive this big guy away!"
Abraham stood guard at the door and carefully counted the slave soldiers who boarded the airship. Everyone who boarded the ship, he would pat each other's shoulder.
At this time, Abraham knew that once these people slack off, he might lose the courage to defend against the Witch King. He needs to establish his own prestige among the slaves.
With the help of the slaves, all the wounded were transported onto the floatboat, and the mercenaries also entered the floatboat with the flow of people.
When dozens of slave soldiers were queuing to board the floater, they were thrown to the ground by swift insects that came up behind them. Their bodies became the best cover for others.
The last one to board the ship was a combination of a female warrior and a mad cow. The two of them played a one plus one greater than two performance on the battlefield, passing by like a cyclone passing by, leaving only a corpse.
At the last time, they cleared an open space among the swarms of insects, and successfully separated the iron box fixed under the airship from the airship.
The bugs who had lost their ground targets began to climb up the outer wall of the magic tower. The strong orcs had already been wiped out, and at this time even the corpses had disappeared.
"If I can return to the mad cow tribe, I swear, there will never be a mad cow child here again." The mad cow stood at the door of the cabin and looked at the worm like the ocean below: "The Witch King cheated We, there is no glory, no heroes, nothing but death."
"Yes~EbookFREE.me~ There is nothing but death." Abraham looked at the slave soldiers below who were torn to pieces by the bugs and sighed: "But from now on, we have hope. When the sun rises, everything is different!"
The mad cow handed the axe in his hand to Abraham: "Maybe it makes more sense to you."
Abraham took the giant axe, lifted it up with great difficulty, and severely cut the rope connecting the stable anchor, and the entire floating boat struck upward with a jitter!
"Respect for freedom!" Abraham returned the axe to the mad cow, looked back at the neatly lined up and looked at his slave soldiers with weapons, and shouted: "Respect for freedom! From today, never again. No one can let you die worthless! No one can deprive you of your right to shout!"
"No more wearing these armors that symbolize rank!" Abraham took off his status-symbolizing armor, the Templar armor, and threw it off the float: "From now on, we are all free People!"
At the open door of the pontoon, the sun rose from the horizon, and the golden sunlight shone into the cabin, making Abraham extraordinarily solemn.
"Freedom!" The slave soldiers yelled in a low voice at first, and then looked at each other. No one used leather whips to teach them to behave, so the slaves exhausted all their strength and shouted, "Freedom!"
The weapons in the slaves' hands were snapped to the ground.
In a peaceful atmosphere, the demon hunter felt as if he had missed something.
Inside the tower, the wizard Witt looked at the floating floater and asked the captor behind him: "When are you going to let me go?"
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