“Go on and retreat. I’ll buy y’all some time.”
When Milo said this to the frontline Pyro Company soldiers, everyone thought he was extremely arrogant.
Their enemies were the elites of the expeditionary army that numbered more than 7,000 strong. Even if it were a supernatural being that came here, they would probably get surrounded and die of exhaustion as well.
But for some reason, everyone felt the other party was extremely calm when he said that. It made them feel like they could not doubt him at all.
While he was busy talking, a barbarian took advantage of Milo’s distraction and charged at him with a huge axe. But before he could get close to Milo, a sniper bullet arrived first and blew off his head. Not only were the barbarians not frightened by the sight of their comrade dying, but even more of them started surrounding Milo.
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