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Chapter 92: Multiple Choice Questions

A few cold stars were shining slightly in the sky, and the dry and cold wind of the Marne Plain was washing the entire land.

De Gaulle was sitting in a small building like this. He didn't rest. He put on his clothes and sat in front of him, but he sighed leisurely.

"Duke, it's late at night, is it time to rest? It's hard for you to be in such a good mood. Find a place to rest alone for a while, don't waste it... Chief of Staff of Huaxia Lin has also ordered a plenary meeting at the headquarters tomorrow

A combat meeting to discuss the next step of completely defeating the barbarians. As the commander-in-chief, you must also attend such a meeting."

A man who looked like an old butler walked up behind him and said in a low voice.

De Gaulle nodded and stood up.



The old housekeeper glanced at the photo frame in his hand.

"Duke, are you thinking about Master Dale and the others again?"

He said in a low voice.[

"Yes..." De Gaulle sighed deeply.

"We...we lost so quickly in the beginning...we didn't even have time to react...we didn't even have time for me, Xingyao, to evacuate my family! It's all my fault...it's all mine.

Wrong! I was too arrogant and too careless! I thought the barbarians just wanted to contain us, but I didn’t expect that their first target was us!"

"Lon Er... the barbarians have become smarter, but we have become stupid!"

He punched the edge with hatred.



"Duke, it's not anyone's fault. If we are wrong, it's just because we regret that we don't have a commander like General Lin Qi... Why don't you just give her the full command right now and achieve such brilliant results?"

?We are about to win."

The old housekeeper replied respectfully.

"Besides, Master Dale's family is trapped in a barbarian-dominated area, so they may not necessarily die, right? The barbarians still have hundreds of millions of people serving them."

Then, he said hesitantly.

"Maybe..." de Gaulle murmured.

"Forget it, I don't want to anymore..." He shook his head and put down the photo frame in his hand.

"When we regain the country, we will naturally know...whether they are still alive..."

He murmured, and followed the old housekeeper down the small building.



Several secret knocks on the door attracted the attention of the two people who were going downstairs to rest.[

"Who else will come at this time? Did all the guards grow up vegetarian?"

De Gaulle said angrily, he thought about it, but then he motioned to the old housekeeper to open the door.

The door opened, and a scream and a figure with a raised hood jumped into de Gaulle's eardrums and eyes at the same time - de Gaulle's eyes suddenly widened.

"Dale...Dale?"

he murmured.

"Father..." After the old housekeeper closed the door nervously, the middle-aged man under the hood replied with tears streaming down his face.



"Dell!" De Gaulle laughed and hugged the middle-aged man deeply.

"Are you still alive? How did you come back? How did you come back? Aren't you already trapped... What about my little Andy? Did he come back with you?"

De Gaulle said anxiously, glancing behind the hood again and again. A trace of disappointment and confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes - there was nothing behind the middle-aged hood.

"Yes, father. You won, so I came back..." The middle-aged man continued to murmur with tears streaming down his face.

"You escaped? What about Fanny? And where is my little Andy?" De Gaulle let go of the middle-aged man's body full of doubts and asked in surprise.



"They...I didn't escape, I was...sent here." The middle-aged man wiped his tears, but his eyes flickered.

"So you...rebelled?" De Gaulle's expression suddenly changed, and he became furious.

"No." The middle-aged man suddenly shook his head in panic.

"I...I was brought back by the barbarians to express their sincerity..."

He suddenly said hesitantly.

"What do you mean? Do they want to surrender?" De Gaulle asked with a frown. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but also deep doubts.

"It's not..." the middle-aged man said in a low voice.

"What do you want to do?" De Gaulle suddenly asked in confusion again.

"They want us to let their main force evacuate..."

The middle-aged man hesitated again and said.



"What!"

De Gaulle was furious, and his expression suddenly became cold.

"So. They found you, sent you here... to express their so-called sincerity, and at the same time detained my grandson and made you a lobbyist. Is that right?"

He said coldly.

"Tell you, don't even think about it! Do you think we are idiots! They are about to be defeated, and they have owed a lot of blood debt in our Western Continent, and they still want to escape unscathed? Don't even think about it! Go ahead. I will treat you as if you don't have this son, and tell them

:A man named Lin Qi said that hatred can only be wiped away with blood. No one can shake hands with us and make peace with us after they owe us such a blood debt-"

"I think so too."

De Gaulle looked at the middle-aged man with extremely sad eyes and said coldly.



"Father!"

The middle-aged man burst into tears.

"I know how you feel, and I also know that we can't let them go, and I'm not here to be a lobbyist for them! But..."

His look was suddenly full of sadness.

"They told me that if we don't agree, then they will definitely give an order before they die..."

His expression trembled uncontrollably.

"What order?" De Gaulle asked angrily.

"Order to execute all the hundreds of millions of our compatriots who are still in the area under their control, whether they are from the Western Continent or the Southern Continent, as long as they are human beings..."

Dale muttered the last four words, and his face turned pale.



De Gaulle's expression changed drastically.

"Shame! Despicable!"

He suddenly slammed the tea cup in his hand to the ground, and roared angrily: "It is shameful for war to affect civilians, but they dare to massacre once and then massacre again? They still have the strength and strength of soldiers.

Glory? They are simply a group of kidnappers, kidnappers! They will not succeed! I will not let them succeed!"

"You go and tell them that they have a passage, and we also have King Yong of China! If they dare to execute our people, we will go to Baixing and kill them all! Everyone! Let them pay their blood debts one by one! Blood debts will be paid with blood.

!”

He shouted angrily over and over again.



"But father!"

Dale cried again.

"They still have barbarian gods in White Star. For some unknown reason, the barbarian gods couldn't come over, but they have taken over their homeland!"

"Of course we can win here, but we absolutely can't win there! I believe you should also understand from the news brought back by King Yong of China. Even if it is not a god, it is very likely that it is far beyond Xingyao. It has both

Xingyao has a higher combat power, and he has the halo or the rules of the field under the Goddess Temple! He is not afraid of group fights, no matter how many people come, they will just die in front of him, and dozens of Xingyao from the elves can only use their lives to fight

He piled up serious injuries that could not even prevent him from escaping!"

"We can't defeat him, and we won't be able to fight against the barbarians in the future! They are afraid!"



"And Fanny and Little Andy are still under their control! If... then they will definitely die, and the first one will die! And... also, think about it, losing the last of the people, only

Is the alliance with one million lonely troops and some surviving refugees who fled into the southern continent still an alliance? Can it still be an alliance?"

"Don't talk about the Chinese people at that time. I'm afraid that after we face peace again, the Nanlu people will settle old scores with us and it will be enough for us to drink a pot! We need those people! We need them more! In a moral and substantive sense

, we can’t let them be massacred again! We have already felt sorry for them! If we lose them again, the alliance will be over!"

Dell shouted with tears streaming down his face. De Gaulle's face was trembling.



"So what do they need? Just for us to let them go?"

"You know, even if we stand still, the Empire may not be happy, you know. In that case, maybe the Empire's Hope Island will bear the brunt of the next war! They are still blocking the mainland bridge, and they will not retreat.

Can the barbarians still fly away?"

"Moreover, the Eighth Route Army of King Yong of China will not be happy even more - I hope that there are still millions of their people on the East Island. Their ultimate goal with the blood elves is to repay the blood debt of thousands of years and completely wipe out the barbarians.

Genocide!"

"They may have some way to deal with the Barbarian God. In fact, with King Yong of China, His Majesty the Goddess, and that magical Blood Elf Prince, when they grow up, they may not be able to compete with the Barbarian God!"

After a long silence, de Gaulle suddenly said through gritted teeth.



"But those are all things in the future. And our top priority is how to save our compatriots - the Chinese Empire will be happy. Hundreds of millions of people in the Western and Southern Continents died because of their decisions, and the Empire will become the second largest country after the Alliance.

The barbarians are the life-and-death enemy. Even if the barbarians don't invade this planet, there will be endless wars. They may not take this into consideration!"

Dale said softly.

"And if they agree...the Alliance and the Horde can...perhaps express their gratitude in some other ways."

"They want us to stand still and let them leave some people behind to retreat with the last million elites. From then on, they swore that they would never step into the mountains and seas again. And the empire...it is exactly what they need us to go to...

communicate."

"As for the Eighth Route Army of King Yong of China who cannot be persuaded... they will also leave enough troops to resist them for a while... allowing them to successfully retreat."

He spoke slowly, but de Gaulle's expression moved again and again as he narrated.



"What about the Eighth Route Army's Hope East Island? That is the imperial territory of Guxuan White Star, and there are millions of imperial survivors and blood elves. It is the first bastion to completely seal off the barbarian invasion. It is impossible for the empire to...

"

he suddenly asked.

"Yes, so originally, they sent someone randomly, so we had no choice but to let them retreat - the reason they asked me to come is to let you...let the Alliance, the Horde, and the Empire work together...

...Multiple-choice questions. Multiple-choice questions with malicious intentions, but forcing us...to make a choice...multiple-choice questions."

Dell replied softly. (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks to Brother "Dark Purple's Frivolous" for your bi-monthly support.

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