The heroic Templar died, and at the time of his death, no one even knew his name.

However, this did not affect the shock and impact he caused. The resident believers who should have given up were infected by him, and once again summoned up the courage to resist.

God has not given up on us, and death is just a new beginning. Let's take courage and die like heroes. Our souls will enjoy eternal joy and peace in the kingdom of God!"

An old man shouted such a sentence, and even though he was unarmed, he still pounced on the orc.

But he frightened the orc and retreated. Even Davout, who just looked like a victor on top, was busy dodging his horse. They are all afraid that they will become the next Hazen.

So while slapping his horse to dodge, he couldn't help but shout in panic: "Kill, kill these humans for me." Kill them all, not one of them will be left, not one of them will be left!"

He didn't want to keep these people as slaves anymore, or he wouldn't be able to sleep well. And this led to a large-scale slaughter of the orcs in the city. They began to purge the entire city of all its inhabitants, men and women, old and young.

So the residents also resisted desperately. Even though their weapons are inferior to orcs, their strength is inferior to that of orcs. But under a wave of obsession, their spirit is far stronger than that of orcs.

This caused the orcs to lose a lot of warriors, and there were orc warriors in almost every street and alley. Of course, more resident believers fell with it. It's just that Davout doesn't care, the great patriarch of the Demon Axe tribe, Hasen, died under their noses, and there must be an explanation.

Thus, the massacre continued from day to night. At night, the last group of resident believers was surrounded in the ruins of the church. Only a few hundred of them remained, but there were thousands of orc warriors outside.

Therefore, every resident believer knows that they are certain to die, and there is no chance of survival at all. But when they turned to look at the ruins of the Temple, there was no fear in their hearts.

Several men struggled to clear the debris, revealing the statue that had been erected in the sanctuary. But the statue was shattered, and the head and body were not even in one place.

"No, no......"

The residents, who had never feared death, were crying at this time. This represents the sustenance of the spirit and soul, and is the only reason why they can hold on. Therefore, while shedding tears, he still carefully overlapped the head and body of the statue.

However, no miracles have happened. The statue is still broken, and there is no sense of majesty or sacredness to be found. There were even traces of blood on it, but it was left behind by the Templars who held out until the last moment.

But at the moment, no one cares.

"The time has come, so let's say one last prayer!"

A slightly older man said this. His arm had been severed by the orc's axe, so he couldn't help but look miserable. Especially the wound that was simply bandaged is still oozing blood, which is even more sad.

But hearing his words, the few hundred people who survived still did as usual.

They knelt on the ground, facing the statue, put their hands on their chests and said, "O God, may your glory always shine like the sun in every corner of the earth, and may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven." Thank you for teaching us what it means to be brave and what it means to be upright. As a believer in you, I will always follow your teachings, remembering humility, integrity, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice.

I will now fulfill all that you have taught me with my life. Look at the kingdom of the earth as your kingdom in heaven. The servant sincerely wishes. ”

After that, everyone had tears in their eyes, but they all looked pious. But some, after praying, fell headlong to the ground and disappeared. The orc legions surrounding this place watched silently, and it was supposed that this should be the best time for them to attack.

But at this moment, the orcs didn't do it. They just watched in silence until the few hundred remaining inhabitants and believers finished praying, and then stood up from the ground, and the thousands of orcs around them raised their weapons in their hands.

"For the sake of God!"

"Kill !!!"

Before the orcs could surround them, the remaining hundreds of people took the initiative to launch a counterattack. Even if they are already injured and embarrassed. But when he roared and charged, his spirit was still shocking.

So the thousands of orcs around them also went all out. So when the night completely covered the land, the battle was over. The scalding blood stained the shattered statue blood-red. The statue's head then fell to the ground again, and blood condensed from its eyes, and then flowed down. It's like crying......

......

Anseong, on the west gate of the city. Wu Lin, who had been awake for several hours, watched the residents of the city begin to retreat east one after another under the command of the remaining king** and the city-state army, but there was no comfort in her eyes, but full of self-blame and pain.

Relocation to the land. In this day and age, it's never easy to leave your ancestral home and go to a completely unfamiliar place. Especially when the time is only half a day and a night, this kind of forced hasty escape is even more sad.

Therefore, in this process, some people kept crying bitterly. The old man in his sixties and seventies, looking at his house, is crying like a child at the moment.

So even at this moment, there is still no shortage of people who get drunk in order to escape. Then they wept and wailed, and even ran to the city church to sprinkle it, which made the atmosphere in the city extremely oppressive and tense.

Therefore, when this scene was seen in her eyes, the self-blame and pain contained in the eyes of the witch Lin were even worse. Zhu Xiao, who is not very good at observing words and feelings, found out.

Zhu Xiao couldn't help but sigh lightly and said, "Madam, this is also something that can't be helped." This is what war should be. Unless we defeat those orcs and end this war!"

"No, you don't know. If it weren't for me, Xiping City wouldn't have fallen so quickly. If it weren't for yesterday's night patrol, Kai and Shou wouldn't have died, and Xiping City wouldn't have fallen so quickly. ”

Last night, the mighty Templar Yao was gradually controlled by the Bloodthirsty Demon Axe. He lost his mind and killed his companions. But if this is the case, the Templars will not lose their unified command and dispatch.

But it was a coincidence that after Yao was controlled by the bloodthirsty magic axe, he actually ran directly into the witch Lin who had to make a round before going to bed. As a result, the witch Lin was seriously injured as a result, and her left arm was cut off in half by Yao with a bloodthirsty magic axe and she fell unconscious. This caused the Templar to lose command in an instant. So that when the orcs come, they can only fight on their own. As a result, Xiping Castle soon fell under the personal attack of Amu Gulang.