The flames of war in Beiselen spread to all corners of the city, the walls and towers were stained with blood, the screams and screams subverted the prosperity of the past, filling the ears and the sound of the wind, the orc soldiers rampaged through the city, their red eyes savagely slaughtering everything they could see, now there was no distinction between nobles and untouchables, they were also struggling in the torment of blood and fire, and they were terrified. [Latest chapter reading.]

On the side near the northern wall, the battle here remained undefeated.

The orcs left nearly a thousand troops near the city gate, which caused great trouble to Marshall, and he was surrounded by dismounted knights who stood closely, holding a kite-shaped shield in their hands, like a forest spear stretched forward diagonally, trying to block the orc soldiers who rushed forward with thick axes and hammers, relying on the heavy armor and tenacious will on their bodies to resist the impact again and again, but these green-skinned guys on the opposite side seemed to have endless energy, and after being defeated again and again, they were like wild waves of them collided again.

Marshall kept shouting orders to stay in formation, and the air exhaled from his hoarse throat seemed to become extremely hot, and the tremendous pressure seemed to squeeze out the little physical strength left in his body.

In the panting, he saw the orcs howling again, and couldn't help but open his mouth and scold, and his heart was quite helpless, in fact, it only took a little time for him to reorganize the team, so as to form a powerful whole, instead of the east and west sides were now divided into several circles, even if they had an advantage in numbers. However, due to the inability to concentrate forces, they can only be on the side of passive defense. But the Orc Commander had apparently seen this and had not given him the opportunity in the slightest.

Marshall couldn't help but smile wryly, if it wasn't for the formation that had broken up to break up for the Templars, how could he be in such a predicament?

He had never imagined that he was actually trying to stop the orcs who were trying to storm the city for the Templar swordsmen, but he had to do so, because judging from the previous battle, the barbarian guards of Beiseren had been dispersed under the fierce attacks of the orcs, and the remnants of the guards were scattered to all corners of the city. Relying on the geographical advantage, he is making the last stubborn resistance.

Cheering up, Marshall had to shout again: "Knights, raise your spear!"

Unbeknownst to him, his surprise attack caused the other side to suffer a big loss in the heat of battle, and more than a thousand knights in heavy armor charged at the same time, which was undoubtedly a stab in the back of the orcs.

Most of the orc soldiers who traveled from afar were dressed in light leather armor, and despite their strong physique, their flesh and blood could not withstand the cold and hard steel. Under the onslaught of the heavy cavalry, the formation was shattered. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the Templar swordsmen and priests rushed into the city through this huge gap, relying on their individual combat ability to systematically nibble at the scattered orc soldiers around them.

Either way, after a long journey and battles with the barbarians. The orcs are exhausted. In any case, they can't compete with this group of energetic and combative elites of the Holy See, not to mention, with the blessing of the priests with sufficient mana, the power of the swordsmen is even more powerful, and at this time, the resistance that has been extinguished in the city has faintly re-emerged.

The situation was so bad, and it was caught off guard. If the general army would have collapsed long ago. But the orcs had amazing discipline this time, and were not inspired by the killing to go berserk. Instead, he fought and retreated, fighting in a very orderly manner, without any panic.

On one of the towers in the city, an orc general stood straight, his brow still full of confidence.

Although their soldiers were attacked from behind, the main force did not suffer much damage, and in fact, they already controlled many of the city's important defensive fortresses.

When it was built, it was used for military purposes, and most of the towers and towers were densely packed, and most of them were stone buildings, so it was impossible for large forces to spread out under these well-fortified military facilities, and could only be captured step by step, in this case, it was not easy to capture North Selen.

But for more than ten years, with the help of a mysterious organization, the orcs have already figured out the situation of the entire Beiselen, and have repeatedly deduced the siege battle countless times, and even the vanguard of this attack is carefully selected from the clan, not only experienced, but also mostly level-headed, after rushing into the city, they will attack the pre-determined location in a very orderly manner.

Due to the barbarians' lack of defense over the years, coupled with their own internal friction, many locations were not garrisoned at all, which allowed the orcs to easily take a large number of strongholds in a short period of time.

The orc general also had a personal guard of more than 100 people around him, all of whom were elite orc soldiers who could go berserk spontaneously, and he originally wanted to organize a small charge to squeeze the sudden appearance of the human Templar swordsman out of the city, but a timely arrival, or rather the news he had been waiting for for a long time, made him change his attention.

His soldiers found the warehouses where human merchants were hoarding grain!

The orc general smiled coldly, his task was originally to disrupt the defense of Beiselen, it was good to take advantage of the situation, but if he couldn't take it, he also needed to be firmly rooted in the city, after having food, he was more confident to hold on here for more than ten days, and at that time, once the follow-up orc army came to the city, then the entire Bethlehem would be naked like a weak virgin who had been stripped of his clothes.

The entire city is now divided into three control circles, the sporadic barbarian guards protect some of the nobles and slave owners who retreat, and no longer have the ability to resist and struggle, they can only hope that the barbarian tribe outside the city can come to rescue them in time, and the other two are the orc soldiers and the templar swordsmen under Luo Lan's command, they don't seem to be in a hurry, and after each of them has cleared out the enemies in the area they occupy, they all invariably stopped fighting. It seems that something is waiting for you.

Yes, wait.

Even Captain Marshall, who was locked in a stalemate outside the city, was waiting at the moment, hoping that Netomund would show up sooner.

The orcs were undoubtedly the most confident of them all, the two-legged wyverns were still hovering in the sky, and the aerial perspective allowed them to make tactical adjustments at any time, and the orc general was extremely fortunate that the advantage of dominating the sky had allowed him to seal the victory early on.

However, at this time, he faintly heard a roar that shook the depths of his soul.

"What's the sound?" the orc general looked back in surprise, looking into the distance. But he saw only a bright cluster of light, and at first he thought it was a certain star in the sky, but soon he realized that he had misjudged, because in a short time, the light cluster grew larger and larger.

"My lord, that ......" an orc soldier swallowed and said tremblingly, "it looks like a dragon ......"

"Dragon?" the orc pouted disdainfully, what were you kidding? His eyes widened suddenly, and he said in shock: "Dragon...... A dragon!?"

Near the city gates. A knight pointed upwards in horror and hissed, "Look, what's that?"

Captain Marshall also saw the brilliance, and he stared at the sky in amazement. "Dragon?"

All were in disbelief. As the most powerful creature on the continent, it usually only exists in legends, how could it appear here at this moment? And what surprised them even more was that this dragon was wrapped in a dazzling, almost impossible to look at divine light, could it be that this was the legendary light dragon that only appeared every time the Holy One came?

The hundreds of bipedal wyverns in the sky seemed to sense something, their wings trembling slightly, and they let out a hoarse wail. The majesty of the higher beings is definitely not something they can resist. If it weren't for the orc witch priest on their backs and constantly casting spells to soothe them, I am afraid that they would not dare to stay in the air long ago.

The Templar swordsmen and priests stared into the sky with great excitement. The expressions were excited, and the Rust priest kept drawing crosses on his forehead and chest.

Luo Lan flew high above the night sky, with sparse stars behind him, his robe was tightly pressed by the air current, his hair and robes were hunting and flying backwards, looking down, above Bei Seleng was a sky-rushing fire, and he could vaguely distinguish the outline of the city wall, he pulled the corners of his mouth, patted Nimbast's back, and said to himself: "It seems that the drama has to be done enough, rush! Let me see the real strength of the dragon land!"

The glowing dragon raised its head and let out a sky-shaking dragon groan, first flapping its wings upwards and then swooping downward.

"Whew!"

The black dragon drew a perfect arc along the city wall, brutally smashing several bipedal wyverns to pieces! In the turn of the body, a mouthful of dragon breath spewed out, and black lava gushed out, and when the night wind blew away countless flying ash and sparks, all the creatures inside were scorched by the heat, except for a charred building.

Dozens of orcs and witch priests were startled at first, and then immediately came to their senses, with red eyes open, and rushed forward with a trembling two-legged wyvern in a wild hiss, pouring out all the curses and spells in one go, and the pitiful negative curse exploded on the black dragon, but unfortunately, his essence was actually an undead bone dragon, and the influence of negative magic could almost be ignored for it, maybe the light spell could still work, but when he saw the divine light all over his body, and felt the divine aura deliberately spread from Luo Lan's body, who else would think like this？

Luo Lan said majestically in the air: "Tiny barbarian, bear the wrath of the gods!"

As he raised his staff high, a huge power that reigned over the world suddenly spread from the black dragon's body, as if the aura of the gods descending suddenly filled the entire sky!

Long Wei!

All the bipedal wyverns could no longer stabilize their bodies, and they fell from the sky like raindrops, smashing their flesh and blood on the ground and the city walls one by one, and those who did not die for a while still let out a miserable wail.

Such hostile behavior immediately made the orcs understand that this dragon was aimed at their side, and everyone knew what a dragon meant to a city without a mage to defend it! Not to mention, all of the anti-aircraft towers of North Selen had been completely destroyed by the bipedal wyvern before, and even the last resort had been lost, and this situation of being passively beaten made the morale fall to the bottom, and panic spread among the ranks.

Looking at the huge body that rushed over, looking at the god-like human being riding on the back of the dragon, the orc general's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly felt chills all over his body, as if he had fallen into a deep cold ice cellar, could it be that the planned invasion of Bethlehem, which the kingdom invaded, would be aborted because of this variable?

"No!"

With an unwilling roar, he jumped out of the tower, raised a battle axe high and slashed at the dragon in the air, his flying figure streaked through the air with a faint phantom, and was finally swallowed in the void by a blazing light!