Why didn't the defenders of Golden Willow City go to support? Don't want to go? Don't know? Can't go?

If you don't want to go to this tsundere, you can basically deny it.

If the border town is lost for this reason alone, although the defenders will not be punished, the generals will certainly not be dismissed.

There was no punishment in the Constantinople Empire, but from now on, the descendants of these generals will no longer have access to the center of the empire, and even local military and political affairs will not have the right to participate.

Don't you know?

This is also unlikely, the distance between the two is only twenty kilometers, and in terms of the wide field of vision of the Golden Silk Willow City Watchtower, it is not said to be twenty kilometers, but you can see it for dozens of kilometers at the end of the horizon.

Even if it is said that the watchtower's lookouts are collectively distracted, Hogg City has been besieged for two days and two nights.

Then there is only one last possibility left - not to go!

However, a new question arises, why can't you go?

Everyone looked at Donner and his colleagues, who were probably the only ones left to know.

Connor breathed a deep sigh of relief, and finally closed his eyes in pain, and spat out three words heavily: "Orc, strong orc, demon!"

After saying this, his eyes gradually became dazed, as if he was caught in a memory.

The 24th of July, 688 in the Imperial calendar, was a very special day for Donner, as he was engaged to his fiancée, and the elaborate engagement party was set up on a hill not far from Hogg City.

The delicate long oak table is filled with cutlery, stacked with a variety of delicate pastries, and in the most prominent position are several delicate glass bottles with rich fresh juices and mellow wines.

Washed cups are neatly stacked on the side waiting to be taken, and waiters and servants are constantly shuttling back and forth, bringing fine food from the kitchen to the table.

The guests invited to the engagement banquet talked to each other, as if they had a myriad of topics, such as business, politics, economics, or clothes, cosmetics, perfumes, etc.

Towards evening, dozens of people appeared on the horizon on their horses.

It was a nobleman who had returned from hunting, and among them was the hero of the party.

The crowd was definitely fully loaded, and the prey pockets were stuffed to the brim.

Seeing this, a dignified-looking girl immediately walked out of the pie and smiled at Tang An, who had just turned over and dismounted, and said, "My dear, your harvest is quite rich." ”

"Good luck today. Donner kissed the girl's forehead as he spoke, and when he saw his fiancée, the only trace of tiredness he had was completely gone.

The other nobles who had gone hunting turned over and dismounted, carrying their prey into the kitchen.

Some are showing off, and some are just throwing it to a servant as if they have achieved fame, and by the way: "Roast and eat tonight." ”

In the evening, the party begins.

The crowd danced merrily around the fire, and the music played was the romantic song of Renard F major, which had recently been circulated from the imperial capital, and it was said that this song was very popular at the parties of the imperial magnates.

In fact, everyone thought it was good.

Of course, if it's a live performance, it's better to play it with a gramophone.

But they only dared to think about it, after all, Sir Vernon's appearance fee was very expensive, and even if they went bankrupt, they couldn't come up with that much money.

After the cheerful dance, some people feel tired and retreat to the sidelines to rest, and some people feel hungry and go to the table to get food to eat.

A plump lady came up to Donner with a wine glass and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mr. Donner, you will soon be married." ”

Donner raised his glass of thanks: "Thank you for your blessings. ”

Then the two chatted happily: "Mr. Donner, I heard that the Golden Silk Willow Province has been very unpeaceful in the past few days, and the damn orcs have come to make trouble again, is this true?"

Donner tilted his head and thought about it, and said casually: "Yes, it's true, but it's nothing, those filthy greenskins often come to the border to harass, this is a very common thing." ”

Orcs are an intriguing topic, especially for girls who are raised in the boudoir.

When he heard Donner talk about orcs, the eyes of many girls converged, including his fiancée.

Many of the rich ladies looked very interested, and when they heard the word orc, their eyes revealed not fear but excitement, and they began to ask questions.

"What do orcs look like?" "Are they covered with long green hair?" "I've heard that orcs are five or six meters tall and have great strength, and can fight lions with their bare hands. ”

Donner was a little dizzy by what they said, and he hurriedly interrupted: "The orcs are similar to us, except that they are very ugly and have green skin, and they are indeed very strong, but they have not yet reached the point of killing lions with their bare hands. ”

He explained one by one, but was overwhelmed by more questions.

"Where did the orcs come from?" someone suddenly asked, and then added, "I heard that they are not natives of the northern continent, but suddenly appeared, right?" ”

This question seems difficult to answer, at least not the Downer knows the exact answer.

At this moment, a middle-aged knight who has studied history suddenly interjected: "If you want to know about orcs, you should read the book "Demon Origins". ”

Demon Origin?Everyone looked at the middle-aged knight in unison, and their eyes were full of puzzlement: "Does the orcs have anything to do with the demon?"

The word demon seems to be more attractive than orcs, because orcs are real creatures, they live in the Boleton grassland, while demons only exist in ancient books and legends.

Of course, they appeared more than twenty years ago, but because the Constantinople Empire was too powerful, the demon plague was nipped in the bud before it spread, so many people did not see the demon.

However, there are many records of demons, as well as many portraits, but the popular genre of painting in recent decades is abstraction, so it is really difficult to recognize the appearance of demons.

The middle-aged knight lifted his glasses and said very seriously: "According to my research and exploration of history, I have found that the Orcs made by orcs and demons are very similar. ”

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes still full of inquisitiveness.

It is human nature to be curious.

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on him, the middle-aged knight looked very proud, and couldn't help but show off: "As far as I know, the Oak is actually evolved from the elven race. ”

It was as if he had detonated a small bomb at the party, and everyone began to whisper.

"Elves, are they noble and beautiful elves in Middle-earth?" "No, aren't elves very beautiful?"

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