"Has the city been cleared?"

At noon, Davout, as the commander of the coalition forces, belatedly led the rest of the army into the fallen city of Xiping. Then, when he saw a commander of his tribe at the city gate, he opened his mouth and asked this question.

But before the commander could answer, the bloodied Amu Gulang walked over laughing, "King, the city has been completely cleared. Even the so-called Sanctuary in the city has been conquered by us. ”

"Great. Elder, you are truly the greatest hero of the coalition this time!" Davout turned over and dismounted, and gave a courtesy hug to the bloodied Amu Gulang with a smile on his face.

Later, he praised him in front of everyone else: "This time, without you, we would never have attacked this city so easily, you are a hero!"

After that, turning his gaze to the people who followed, Hasan and Agoura, these big tribal patriarchs were all full of praise without hesitation. Amu Gulang's plan this time is indeed perfect, and people can't find the slightest fault.

But it didn't come to pass, but the smile on the face of Amu Gulang, who was praised one after another at this moment, became more and more restrained with the praise of everyone. In the end, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "The king and the great patriarchs, I dare not hide this issue. There was still a little accident in the middle, and the axe could not be found. ”

"Can't find it?"

Suddenly, hearing Amu Gulang say this, Dawu and the others looked at each other, but a chill involuntarily swelled up in their hearts. Fear that this uncontrollable and powerful weapon will turn against them again.

Therefore, after a moment of silence, Davout also ordered to the left and right: "Send a message to every soldier entering the city, and let them pay attention to a strange dark red battle axe. If you find something, report it immediately, and never touch it. ”

"Yes!"

The left and right subordinates are also few people who know the inside story. So after Dawu's words, they all responded to the order. But then, more slaughter and looting than searching for the bloodthirsty magic axe.

Orcs are an aggressive race by nature. It is simply their instinct to plunder the weak, to oppress and exploit.

Now that it is not easy to enter the city, if you don't vent the jade hope in your heart, how can the vast number of orc warriors be willing. Therefore, the wailing is endless.

The devotees of the devastated and bullied inhabitants prayed to the East in the most devout way, hoping that their gods would appear and deliver miracles to save them in this hour of darkness and despair.

However, a fire swept through the Sanctuary.

"The faith of mankind and their kingdom will be destroyed!"

The Grand Shaman, Amu Guro, led his men to conquer the Templar at dawn, killing more than 300 Templars who had held out in the Templar until the very end. The bravery and tenacity of these Templars who fought to the last day made Amu Kuro slightly admire, but more often feared and angry.

So much so that after killing the last Templar who fought to the death, he used all his strength to smash the statue erected in the Templar. He thought that this would make the believers of the city despair. But I didn't expect that at this moment, these people were still praying.

So, after consulting Davout, he ordered a fire to be set on fire, hoping to reduce the sanctuary to ashes along with the faith of the city's inhabitants.

Therefore, when the flames were burning, he said to the inhabitants who had been taken as slaves: "Behold, your gods are so weak. Your faith is a joke. The so-called God cannot protect you at all. Your kingdom is doomed to destruction, along with your gods and your ridiculous faith!"

With that, he laughed with the crowd of shamans and orc warriors around him.

It's just that the resident believers of Xihe can understand the orc language. However, seeing that the Holy Church was also reduced to ashes in the flames, some people's perseverance and faith did collapse. So much so that while the orcs were laughing triumphantly, the inhabitants and believers let out hysterical wails.

"God has forsaken us, His servants and believers. We can no longer be saved, we have no future!"

The heart-wrenching despair and sadness are indescribable. Therefore, even if the orcs had to raise the butcher knife in their hands, they had no intention of resisting. Seeing the old man being tortured and killed, his wife being tortured, and his children being beaten and scolded, he was indifferent and only cried.

It wasn't until Davout and Hasen and several other patriarchs appeared triumphantly in front of the crowd, looking at their booty with satisfaction, that a man suddenly burst out. He broke the rope and pounced on Hasen, who was closest to him.

"Die, crumbs!"

Hasen, who was richly dressed and decorated with all kinds of gold and jewels, was thrown to the ground with this roar. Then, as he struggled to get up, a pair of large, iron-like hands grabbed him by the neck.

Hassan struggled with this, desperately trying to break free. But the strength of those hands is growing.

Therefore, even the orc warriors around him quickly reacted and pounced in panic one by one. But with a snapping sound, Hasson still kicked his legs, and lost all his strength in a flurry of feces and urine.

"No, no!!"

Davout and the others on the side saw this with their own eyes, and their eyes were almost crazy. With a roar of rage, he hurriedly commanded the surrounding warriors to kill the Templar who was disguised as an ordinary person but suddenly burst out.

By this time, however, the Templar had already picked up Hasen's Hundred Steel, the handle of which was made of gold. And with a roar, he killed Davout.

"Bastard, you dare!"

Seeing this, the great shaman Amu Gulang standing next to him was almost mad. He was the one who cleaned up the city. But something like this happened in front of him, and a great patriarch died right under his nose. So Amu Gulang picked up his iron scepter and blocked Davout's body at the first time.

"Give me death!"

First, the shaman's power instantly blessed him, and then Amu Gurou smashed the iron scepter into the Templar's head with all his strength. The Templar raised his sword to block, but the steel knife in his hand was cut in two.

This caused him to take several steps back, staggering, and almost failed to stand on his feet. Therefore, taking advantage of this opportunity, the surrounding orc warriors also swarmed up. The Templar slew both of them with his steel blades broken in two, but the orc's spears and daggers stabbed him from all angles.

But when he died, he smiled, "Haha, it's worth it, it's worth it." I am not a coward, and my soul will come to the kingdom of God......"

After that, there is no life.