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Learning from the trolls, you might as well learn from the sow, at least learn from the sow what you can learn from the dung balls, how to make yourself more stinky?—Kilrog cursed Zujin viciously in his heart.

Fighting back the anger in his heart, Kilrog struggled to keep himself from paying attention to the idiot who claimed to be the Troll Emperor. He faithfully carried out Orgrim's orders, glaring at the one-eyed Riptide Castle.

The walls of Fort Riptide were so high that even though Kilrog was already standing on the hill, he could not see anything from the current vantage point except for the light of the torches and torches at the top of the city.

Would you like to use that eye of yours?--The idea suddenly came to Kilrog's mind, but he quickly gave up, because even if he saw what was going on in the city, he couldn't understand what the humans were saying, and the information he could get was limited.

Still, Kilrog was intrigued by his own thoughts—how would the weak humans react after witnessing the bloody behavior of the trolls in the eyes of the orcs?

At the head of Fort Riptide, De Jong was walking around like a headless fly, muttering, "Why? Why didn't the orcs attack?"

De Jong didn't know what the enemy was waiting for - did they have reinforcements?

Logically speaking, the orcs did not attack at this time, and De Jong should be happy, because at this time, the troops in Rapids Fort were too small to withstand attrition, and the troops were not complete, so there was no effective means to prevent the orcs from landing in the city.

If it does, it may only take an hour for the orcs to completely take over the city. There was no way to stop the orcs from climbing up the not-so-smooth surface of Riptide Castle without enough archers.

And once they are in a hand-to-hand situation, the orcs will soon be able to disintegrate the fighting power of the palace guards, and even if the valiant guards can exchange the same battle loss ratio for the same number of orcs - which is already an undesirable number, the orcs will only have to pay less than three thousand - and the total number of orcs is estimated to be at least ten times the number of torches under the city.

In this case, De Jong had little confidence to stop the orcs attacking, and even as long as the orcs attacked, after an hour, he had to escort His Majesty the king to retreat to the palace with an unknown number of palace guards.

The palace of the palace is relatively easier to defend, but that way...... Although there are no men, there are still many women and children in Riptide, and once the palace guards withdraw into the palace, these civilians will lose their last barrier - the palace will not be able to hold everyone.

The orcs were slow to attack, so that De Jong could not weigh the lives of His Majesty and the civilians for a while, but it also made him shudder even more - when did the savage orcs in the mouths of the remnants of Stormwind learn to watch, and what were they waiting for?

Robin, by contrast, was much calmer, and he sat quietly at the base of the battlement, leaning against it, arching his sound legs, resting his two-handed broadsword on his knees, carefully polishing it with a whetstone.

Robin's body was covered with blood - blood on his face, blood on his lips, blood on his hands that wiped his greatsword - it was Robin's own, it had worn through the skin on the back of his hand, and it was bleeding from his biting lip.

Robin focused on sharpening his broadsword, and compared to more than a decade ago, it was not only himself who had aged out, but also his own weapons. The blade of the sword is no longer as sharp as it was back then, and it ...... It's ridiculous to say, despite the grief and anger in my heart, I just want to follow in their footsteps after avenging Tess...... But Robin really didn't know that he was now weak, could he still fight the orcs face to face?

Beside Robin, several strong men with disabilities stood quietly, their hateful gazes slowly moving with De Jong as he walked around.

These are Robin's companions, veterans who have picked up their weapons because of the mobilization order, and people who have just been imprisoned with Robin for trying to go out of town to rescue their loved ones.

After the tragedy, De Jong let his men let them go, but when the men ran up to the tower, outside the walls, at the blood-stained intersection, they could only see the severed limbs of their relatives - yes, stumps, severed arms, and even white bones in some places - the flesh had been eaten by the trolls.

One can imagine how these people behaved after knowing everything, although they did not see their loved ones being eaten alive like Robin, but these people were as angry as Robin, and they also transferred this anger to De Jong, who ordered the city gate to be sealed.

The reserves led by these strong men are made up of disabled veterans, these veterans have the courage and fighting spirit not to lose to the soldiers, and now, they are burdened with hatred, every veteran is looking forward to the attack of the orcs, maybe they can't have the upper hand in the fight with the orcs now, but at least let these green-skinned cubs know that the old dog also has a few teeth.

King Solas still stood by the wall, silently staring at the bloodstained patch at the intersection outside the city. Despite Kurbanke's repeated urges for His Majesty to return to his seat, King Solas did not have his own body on his mind.

His Majesty, who dreamed of becoming an emperor, had only one thought in his heart at this time. He kept telling himself - Soras, remember all this, remember the blood of these civilians, and one day you will slaughter the orcs and trolls, and do the same to the women and children among them, to repay the blood with blood, and to comfort the slain civilians with killing. Starting today, Solas, you either go on a mission to kill all the orcs and trolls, or die on your way to completing it.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and King Solas turned his head to look at the staircase on the city wall, where several half-grown teenagers, dressed in light leather armor and with short swords pinned to their waists, rushed up in a hurry, and when they saw King Solas, they quickly stopped running and bowed to His Majesty.

"Salute to you, Your Majesty. I'm Saiyan Dillab, and these are my companions in the Cadet Army, and we've gathered all the Cadet Corps companions over the age of thirteen to serve you. One of the leaders still had a look on his face

A half-grown boy with a few freckles said to King Solas in a serious manner.