Seeing the black-haired mercenary enter the cab of the airship in a strange way, the Templar issued a self-destructive order to the captain in the chain of consciousness.

After a short ten seconds, there was no movement in the direction of the cab that should have been blown up in a fire, and the Templar died of the heart that died together.

When he threatened Abraham in the name of the Witch King, he failed, the Templar admitted defeat.

"Wait!" When Abraham was about to break his hamstring and leave him here to die, the Templar shouted loudly: "I have a deal! Take me with you! I asked my people to give up resistance now!"

Abraham looked at the rushing bugs from the walls, and the fragile defense line composed of slave soldiers and mercenaries. Under the tentative attack of the bugs, these men retreated step by step, and their defense circles became smaller and smaller.

"Okay, let your people stop resisting now!" Abraham did not waste any more time, and pulled the Templar up and pushed him towards the airship. The sword in his hand was still crossing the other party's neck: "Don't play tricks, or I will throw you under the airship and let those bugs start eating you from their feet!"

"Let's go! Get on the boat! Don't waste time!" Abraham walked into the interior of the craft with the Knights hanging down from the gangway, and issued an order to retreat to those who were still fighting outside.

In the air craft, there were corpses everywhere, and slave soldiers suffered heavy losses here.

Only the slaves of spears and simple armor were killed by guards holding short weapons in this narrow terrain, but they had lost fear of death, and took blood and pushed the front line to the innermost part of the cabin.

There were corpses of slave soldiers and enemies everywhere. Abraham saw three or four corpses entangled in many places, regardless of each other.

When death comes, all beings are equal.

Abraham pushed the Templars all the way, and all the living slave soldiers looked at Abraham, lowered their heads deeply, and saluted him.

In the floating boat, which was originally fighting, became solemn and silent as Abraham walked by.

There, seven or eight black-armored warriors had stopped fighting back, taking a semicircular defensive formation, guarding an iron gate. Behind them, three or four archers kept their bows and were also still there.

They had received orders from the Templars and stopped fighting back.

Outside the defensive formation, more than a dozen corpses have almost no place to stay.

In front of Wang Yue, the enemy who had fought with him in the last second suddenly stopped defending. He didn't know what happened, and took the opportunity to stab the opponent's armor with a sword!

The bright red blood surging out along the specially made bleeding groove and flowed all over the ground. Li Yanlong grabbed Wang Yue: "It's over, we win."

"Bang!" The door that was 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 inside the room flowed out of the door like a stream.

Xu Yichen said expressionlessly: "The back has been cleared, let Li Bingheng come inside! Our driver is almost dying!"

Abraham pushed the Templar to the side of the Demon Hunter: "I'm leaving it to you! He gave the order to surrender, and I promised to take him with me, and my people still need command!"

Xu Yichen nodded and said to Wang Yue: "Go and tell them that they all get on the boat, and ask who has experience in driving this thing. I don't know if the crew members are still alive enough to drive this guy away!"

Abraham guarded the door and carefully counted the slave soldiers who boarded the aerial boat. Every person who boarded the boat would pat the other person on the shoulder.

At this time, Abraham knew that once these people relaxed, they would probably lose the courage to defend against the Witch King, and he needed to establish his prestige among slaves.

With the help of the slaves, all the wounded were transported onto the aerial boat, and the mercenaries also walked into the interior of the aerial boat with the flow of people.

While queuing up to board the aerobatic, more than a dozen slave soldiers were thrown to the ground by the swift insects rushing up behind them. Their bodies became the best cover for others.

The last one to board the ship was a combination of Female Warrior and Crazy Bull. The two of them performed one plus one more than two on the battlefield. They passed like a whirlwind passing through the border, leaving only one worm corpse.

At the last time, they cleared a clearing of the insect swarm, and successfully separated the iron box fixed under the aerobatic craft.

The insects who had lost their target on the ground began to climb up the outer wall of the magic tower. The powerful orcs had already been wiped out, and even the corpses had disappeared.

"If I could go back to the Crazy Bull Tribe, I swear that there would never be a Crazy Bull Son here again." The Crazy Bull stood at the door of the cabin and looked at the tide of insects like the ocean below: "The Witch King deceived us. There was no glory, no heroes here, and nothing but death."

"Yes, nothing but death." Abraham looked at the slave soldiers below who were torn into pieces by the bugs and sighed: "But from now on, we have hope, and when the sun rises, everything is different!"

The mad cow handed the axe in his hand to Abraham: "Maybe this makes more sense to you."

Abraham took the giant axe, lifted it up with difficulty, and severely cut off the rope connecting the stable anchor. The entire aerial boat trembled and struggled upwards!

"Respect for freedom!" Abraham returned the axe to the mad cow, looked back at the neatly lined up, looked at his slave soldiers with weapons, and shouted loudly: "Respect for freedom! From today on, there will be no one more person who can make you die worthlessly! No one can deprive you of your right to shout!"

"Never wear these armors that symbolize level anymore!" Abraham took off his Templar armor that symbolized status and threw it down from the aerobatic: "From now on, we are all free people!"

At the open cabin door of the airship, the sun rose from the horizon, and the golden sunlight shone into the cabin, making Abraham particularly solemn and dignified.

"Freedom!" The slave soldiers began to whisper and then looked at each other. No one taught them to abide by the rules with a whip. So the slaves shouted with all their strength: "Freedom!"

The weapons in the hands of the slaves were thrown all over the floor with crackling sounds.

In a peaceful atmosphere, the demon hunter felt as if he had missed something.

Inside the tower, the mage Witt looked at the rising airship and asked the hostage behind him, "When are you going to let me go?"
Chapter completed!