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When a family of civilians began to flee, more civilians would follow, and soon the crowds would gather on the street. No one was needed to maintain order. The evacuation of the civilians was calm and indifferent, without the slightest pain of losing their home.

For the high elves, their population is more important than the land. Such a social system may be a way to retain the population. Among the many high elves, there are dozens of humans.

These humans are merchants and human attendants. The direction the high elves are going happens to be along the same path as the merchants, and they are all migrating to this continent.

There were corpses all over the eastern city wall. Imric rode the blue dragon Orwell and stood on the inside of the city gate, guarding the city gate with the soldiers.

But although the city gate was guarded, the situation on the city wall was also not optimistic. With the deaths of a large number of high elf soldiers, a large number of vacancies appeared on the city wall, and the entire eastern city wall was almost lost.

There are still a few high elf soldiers who huddle together to resist the Nurgle demon tenaciously. The original high elf mage has already drained himself dry to death due to excessive consumption of magic power.

The high elf nobles responsible for commanding and guarding the city wall also had their necks bitten off by the Nurgle Toad attack. Just as the city wall was about to fall, Nelmu led nearly a thousand temporary mobilization troops composed of civilians to fight against it.

Imrik, who was already a little desperate, was a little surprised. According to traditional concepts, Nelmu should lead these civilians to retreat to preserve the vitality of the high elves as much as possible, instead of leading a group of civilians to die on the city wall.

Imric turned over and jumped off the back of the blue dragon Orwell, and in a few quick steps he came to the armored Nelmu. He grabbed Nelmu's shoulders and shouted loudly: "What are you doing here! Your Our duty should be to ensure the safety of civilians!”

However, Nelmu changed his usual gentle and strong reply: "Imric, you can only be called civilians if we defend this city. If you die in battle, what do the civilians have to do with you?"

Imric, who was about to lose his temper, was stunned by Nelmu's words, but Nelmu spoke again: "So what if there are tens of thousands of civilians, if you die in my eyes They’re not even as important as the half bottle of wine you left at my house.”

After saying that, Nelmu broke away from Imric's big hand, drew out his elf sword and walked towards the door. However, the addition of civilians did stabilize the precarious front a lot, but compared to the well-trained The fighting style of high elf soldiers and high elf civilians wearing armor is more like that of gangsters fighting on the street.

In Imric's eyes, these civilians can only be regarded as brave but have nothing to do with warriors. When facing the Nurglings, they can still use the long swords in their hands to kill the enemy, but when fighting against the Nurglings who are similar in size to themselves, When the Forsaken of Nurgle appears, it is much inferior. They often rush forward without knowing where its vital points are. There are many people who are killed by the Forsaken of Nurgle after leaving several sword marks on the body of the Forsaken of Nurgle.

This act of committing suicide made Imric very heartbroken. If these young high elves had received good training, they would certainly not have suffered so many casualties against these disease-free Nurgle forsaken, and these young If all the high elves died here, it might cause a population gap in the entire high elves society.

But Imrik could not blame Nelmu. In Imrik's eyes, Nelmu just chose himself between his duty and himself.

Seeing Nelmu getting closer and closer to the city wall, Imric no longer hesitated. He drew out the long sword from his waist and chased Nelmu. Although Imric was a mage, he was also a wizard. An outstanding swordsman, such as Imrik, who has both magic and martial skills, is very common in high elf society. There is no other way but to say that the ancient saint gave him too much.

When he arrived at the city gate, Imrik took the lead to meet a Nurgle plague carrier. The black iron sword slashed straight at Imrik's head. He didn't have any gorgeous martial arts, just a simple slash. .

Imric dodged directly to avoid the black iron sword swinging at him, and there was a "bang". The black iron sword hit the ground, stirring up a lot of dust. However, Imric no longer gave Nurgle the Plague Bearer a chance to continue swinging the sword. Imric stepped on the sword and jumped into the air with a quick step. The sharp elven long sword sliced ​​open the smooth side of Nurgle's Plaguebringer's shoulder directly along its shoulder.

As the corpse slid, half of the body with an arm attached fell from the body of Nurgle's plague carrier. At the same time, the death squad organized by the high elf nobles had crossed the seabed stone path and landed on the Dread Island, and was heading towards the city-state at full speed. Travel quickly.

However, thousands of high elf civilians were still too few for the entire front. After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, most of the high elf civilians had been killed, and even Imric's arm was hidden in Na. The Nurgling in the belly of the Plague Bearer scratched his arm.

Fortunately, Imrik himself is a mage, and after casting dispelling magic on the infected wound, it does not hinder the battle. Compared to the injured Imrik, Nermu's sword skills are obviously much superior, and the long sword in his hand The sword was thrown into a large windmill, directly cutting into several pieces any enemy who dared to get close.

This surprised Imrik, who was worried about Nelmu's safety at first, and he couldn't help but think of the usually dignified Nelmu.

"?So Nelmu's usually soft and sweet side is just an act????"

But now is not the time to question why Nelmu's sword skills are so superb. Imrik analyzed the current situation and the time for civilians to evacuate in his mind. When he felt that the time was almost up, he went directly to the soldier who was still struggling to support himself. They shouted: "Everyone, come closer to me and retreat!"

After the order was given, the high elves who were still blocking the city wall began to fight desperately toward the stairs. However, the soldiers at the city gate had no intention of evacuating. The long-term training made the high elves soldiers understand the rules of retreat and must They must first remove the brothers on the wall before they can leave.

Otherwise, even if the high elves on the city wall withdraw, they will be surrounded and eventually die under the enemy's butcher's knife. At this moment, the discipline of the high elves is fully demonstrated. The soldiers are like machines and follow the retreat plan step by step.

Just as the high elves withdrew from the wall and the Nurgle demons occupied the city wall, the high elves of the noble death squad finally rode their horses to the east gate of the city wall and saw a large number of Nurgle demons climbing the city wall. There are no more shadows of the defenders on the city wall, which makes the high elves of the death squads despair.