The Leonard Defense Zone is located in the center's chief base. A bright green flame suddenly appeared in the empty grille under the stone fireplace. The Aurors in charge of guarding stood up and raised their wands to guard. Whenever there is something strange, they plan to cast a life-seeking curse immediately to solve the problem.

But Ian, who has a stubborn blonde hair, appeared in the middle of the flames, spinning like a top and keeping spinning like a top.

A few seconds later, he stepped over the grate, and Ian's eyes, whose hair had half covered his eyes, his eyebrows drooped. He was so frustrated that he didn't even slapped the ashes on his body as usual. The Auror guards naturally stepped forward and began to examine him, such as using spells such as the use of the original form.

After the test passed, the head guard squeezed out a smile: "Sorry, Chief Knox... Just like you reported before, those cunning kingdoms pretended to be a lot of people trying to sneak in..."

"You guys did a good job..." Ian waved his hand weakly, and he raised his head, and there was a busy and noisy scene in front of him.

The main defense area in front of us is different from the defensive stronghold on the periphery of their guerrillas. The defensive stronghold of the guerrillas is purely defensive, and the personnel inside are only armed forces, and the members here seem to be very mixed.

Clerks in Congress uniforms, Aurors, strikers... Moreover, in addition to the defensive zones that were cut off and teleported and unable to escape, a large part of the other defensive zones captured by the United Kingdom also fled here, so it seems that there are various identities.

Except for the professionally trained armed personnel, most of the others acted as if they were a piece of loose sand. Some clerks hurriedly walked through the defense zone with documents in their arms, and the armed forces responsible for the defense were yelling to improve various facilities.

Many of the wizards who were doing nothing gathered together in groups of three or three, each holding the photos and flyers of the main defense zones emitted by the United Kingdom that Ian saw before. They looked very frightened, like rats running around in fright.

Ian frowned and looked at him, and turned around and found that he saw Uncle Leonard sitting on a high-backed wooden chair near a bunker. His face was a little sallow, his red eyes were covered with blood, and his hair looked very messy without cleaning for several days.

"Report!" Ian strode over and stood in front of Leonard, "I come to report on behalf of McDuff's team and ask for support."

"Support? Have your team already fought with the United Kingdom? What's the situation now?" Leonard stood up, his brows still frowned, but when he found that Ian was coming, his tone of surprise was still a little higher than usual.

"There has not been a formal fight yet, but due to some accidents... there have been casualties in the team, but the remaining personnel are still defending the defensive strongholds on the periphery." Ian's voice was filled with grief and anger. Thinking of what had just happened, he lowered his head to hide his expression.

Leonard looked up and down at his nephew, and it seemed that the other party was not hurt. His shoulders were relaxed and his cheeks were no longer tense.

"Ian, go and contact them and give up the stronghold and return safely." Leonard's wand cast "clean up" on Ian to make him look better. "I received a meeting request from the commander of the United Kingdom, Albert. I plan to listen to what the other party said before considering the specific defense measures next. If... what they said is true..."

"Uncle! The captain is afraid that he will not give up defense so quickly... All the members of the defense area where Robert was located resisted and refused to surrender. McDuff asked the team members about their opinions. We were not afraid of death and said we wanted to resist to the end..." Ian said in a muffled voice, "Can we provide us with some resources such as magical alchemy bombs? They knew that they could not successfully resist the United Kingdom... You know that the Kingdom army mentioned us before that... So I sent me away and wanted to let each other go and let the kingdoms see the power of the American wizard..." As he said this, Ian looked up suddenly and stared at Leonard with red eyes, "Uncle Leonard, you are the commander-in-chief. Please order me to go back. McDuff issued a military order as my boss and forced me to come over, but you can let me fight together..."

"Ian... President Piqueli has lost contact. You know this situation... Originally, there is little hope for this resistance to win." Leonard sighed deeply, and he patted Ian on the shoulder. "Piqueli and I originally wanted to use a few victories and success to delay the defensive battle for a long time to force the United Kingdom to retreat... But now no matter what the situation is, it is indeed not a reaction for so long. The meaning of our defense is getting smaller and smaller." Leonard spoke in a low tone and stared at Ian: "Since that's the case... Ian, we should take the opportunity to use the United Kingdom's mind that doesn't want to suffer too much casualties now to fight for more conditions... Speaking of this, you should understand that too much sacrifice is meaningless in this situation... If it is really the problem of death, the magic world in the world will count on that goddess and Allen, and no one will consider supporting us..."

"Uncle... Didn't you say you would never surrender before?..." Ian lowered his head, "There will be no American magic world in the future..."

"The premise of never surrendering is to have hope of resistance... and a little hope... but the situation is different now." Seeing the unwillingness in Ian's eyes, Leonard stood up straight and threw away his unwillingness. He turned to a serious tone, "Anyway, I don't agree with you going back, nor do I agree with McDuff's decision to defend the end. Now I order you in the name of the commander-in-chief of the defense zone to ask them all to come back. This is an order! Let's talk to them before talking... This is no longer a struggle between wizards..."

Suddenly, Leonard and Ian stopped the conversation, and they looked diagonally behind almost at the same time, and the shadows cast from one side of the bookcase began to move.

"It just happened that Albert had just returned to lying in the city. My father and I were a little empty so we came straight over."

Before Allen's voice could be finished, he walked out of it with Jessica, and Penelo, who looked cold-faced, stood behind them.

The thing fell to the ground and made a ping-pong sound. After a brief silence, shouts were everywhere in the room. The fastest reaction was Aurors. They shouted and called people to defend themselves. Some of them hurried over with magic wands to protect Leonard. Many civilian wizards' documents were so shocked that they fell to the ground. In panic, they were a little confused and retreated in a hurry. But when they heard the shouts of Aurors, they hurried back from both sides and gave way to the Aurors; the correspondent held the badge and quickly contacted the wizards outside...

"Merlin, that's Alan Harris, how could he come here in person..."

"Can we all resist the existence that even the mysterious people cannot resist? "

"He also brought that female devil..."

...

Despair spread in the defense zone. For American wizards who were not aware of the situation, including the previous British attack on Germany and Bulgaria, Alan Harris himself had never participated in the war. The Americans' luck in victory also came from this, but now Alan himself appears inside their defense zone general office...
Chapter completed!