Although they had long thought that one day the orc forces would invade here again, more than ten years of peace had brought both flourishing commerce and bloodiness and vigilance, and war had long become a term recorded in books, and only through a broken shield, or a sword used by an elder to recall and sigh. [No pop-ups.]

The barbarians guarding Sereng City were completely stunned for the first time, the towers that stood in the city to defend the sky were still as tall and sturdy, but the people inside were no longer so stoic and confident, but watched helplessly as the bipedal wyverns flapped their wings and glided across the vast and stretching walls, not knowing what to do at all.

If there were one or two small battles to get them used to the training, maybe they wouldn't be as overwhelmed as they are now, but this is war, justice doesn't belong here, cruel and bloody strangulation of the weak, ruthlessly crushing the living like a millstone, the number of both sides seems to be about the same, and the barbarians even occupy the advantage of geography, but whether it is from the equipment and combat quality of the warriors, or from the preparation and psychological state before the battle, the orcs have the upper hand far away.

The two-legged wyvern rode on the orc witch sacrifice, and they casually threw down ball-shaped objects with red veins, and smashed them on the city wall or the ground, and the sap splashed was quickly swept into a scarlet mist by the wind, and everywhere they passed, both people and livestock were dizzy, and their limbs convulsed and fell to the ground. "It's the egg of the Nosari, hold your breath," a middle-aged barbarian warrior hurried to the city, and immediately shouted a warning when he saw this scene, but a two-legged wyvern passed by, and its hard, sharp claws tore off half of his body. Falling from the tall city walls, a long scream swept through the air, and fell into the already chaotic ground below.

Due to the internal strife of the Commanding Guard, most of the Barbarian Guards focused on the defense of the city. The garrison on the city walls was much smaller than in the interior, and the trebuchets and arrow shield towers purchased from the human world after the last war had not had time to be launched once, and were almost completely furnished.

A brave savage roared and leaped to his feet, firmly grasping the lower limbs of a bipedal wyvern flying very low with his hands, trying to pull it off with his flesh and blood, but his whole body seemed to be carried into the air like a weightless puppet, and the bipedal wyvern suddenly dived, and then made a flexible turn. He threw it on the solid stone tower, and the barbarian was instantly smashed into countless flesh and blood. From a distance, it looks like a puddle of red mud smeared on a white tower, but it is bright red and dazzling in the sun.

Compared with the battle above, the ground advance was extremely smooth, and more than 3,000 bladed wolf cavalry rushed to the foot of the city wall. There were only a few arrows on the head of the city, and occasionally an arrow passed by the ear, and the orc warriors did not even blink their eyelids, but some only raised their shields contemptuously, and knocked the weak arrows open, and the city wall had been made a gap by a dozen undead quark giant elephants, and the highly decomposed corpse fluid combined with repeated brute force collisions, the unrepaired city wall collapsed like sand.

The newly clogged debris and fence at the breach were smashed to pieces like fragile glass, and the orc cavalry rushed into the city with a howl. The orcs who rushed to the front all vomited blood and fell to the ground with a sound of broken bones, and the warriors in the back jumped off the wolves and poured into the city, and it was already a chaotic place, with barbarians and human civilian merchants running around in screams, and in several places there were fires and smoke billowing from hungry wolves.

A two-way attack from both the sky and the ground shattered the Barbarians' defensive set-up.

The time of the battle has long passed, on a high slope in another place. Luo Lan looked to the south. Behind him were a line of Templar swordsmen, their shining armor reflecting a dazzling golden light. Dense banners hunted behind him.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded rapidly, and the scouts running back and forth kept telling him about the battle situation in Beiseleng, in fact, the resistance at the head of the city was almost extinguished without a few waves, Luo Lan already knew that the situation was bad, originally he had a full estimate of the strength of the orcs, but he didn't expect that only one of the strongest positions of the barbarians under the face had been lost, and the next thing must be bloody and cruel street fighting, although this would cause great damage to Beiseleng City, but it could cleanse the barbarian nobles and some human merchants in the original city, which was exactly what he wanted to see

He moved his wrist, it seemed that this war was ending sooner than expected.

"My lord, the Knights have sent someone. A Templar swordsman held out his hand.

"Oh?" Luo Lan narrowed his eyes, and among the fluttering white flying flotsam, a light cavalry galloped over and said loudly, "My lord, this is a letter from Commander Netomund to you. ”

An attendant hurriedly stepped forward to take it and then handed it to Luo Lan, he opened it and glanced at it casually, and couldn't help but smile: "Netomund is very confident. ”

The Templars and the Knights of Light are on the flanks of Beiselen, and if they return to the division, they can completely cut off the orc's retreat, but at the same time they will face a trapped beast in a dead end, but Netomund offers to take the lead in the attack, using cavalry to defeat the orcs left at the gates, and the Templar swordsman, who is skilled in hand-to-hand combat and has the support of the priest, enters the city to kill the orcs.

If the two belong to allies with tacit understanding, then such an arrangement is understandable, after all, it is a well-known thing that cavalry is not good at ground stations, not to mention that the orcs may have follow-up troops that have not yet arrived, and it is indeed necessary to have a team on the back line, however, Luo Lan knows very well that the orc army is the glue between him and Netomund, and it is also the fuse between them, and the person who can occupy Beiselen in the end can only be the final victor, so this proposal of Napmond is actually just a division between the primary enemy and the secondary enemy, and I hope that Luo Lan can also accept this opinion。

But in fact, these are superficial factors, and both sides know that as long as there is an opportunity, neither of them will let go of the other.

And all of this, Luo Lan has already made arrangements, and now this letter has actually been expected by him. It's like a river flowing through a dug channel, so there is no surprise.

But he knew that since Netomund knew his strength, but he still dared to fight against him, it must be a guard of honor. The latter's self-confidence should not only come from their own strength, but more likely, there is also the person hiding behind the scenes.

He may be immensely strong, he may be the most powerful man to date, but he will not stop, nor will he flinch and cowardice.

Because I'm here, and this is mine!

No one can stop it!

Luo Lan took a deep breath and smiled, "Go tell them." I will do what I say, and by the way. I look forward to meeting their head again. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Looking at the back of the departing knight, Luo Lan's wrist flicked, and the parchment letter turned into a piece of bright stars.

Is it finally about to begin......

"Your Excellency. ”

Cejess stood behind him, and all the eyes of his subordinates were focused. A mixture of excitement and anticipation awaited his order.

Luo Lan looked back and glanced at the parish flag fluttering in the wind, the blood-red light rippled on the white background and gold striped flag, and the silver pupil in the middle of the shield was shining.

He looked at the crowd again and said in a deep voice, "Captain Hyjes, Rust Priest, I command you to lead the Templar Guard and the Priesthood to fight back against Beiserem!"

The two of them knelt down together and said, "Obey the teachings." ”

A short trumpet sounded, and the phalanx of Templar swordsmen commanded under banner. Rumble south. There are also two hidden in the team, Stik and Hedamic, whose coercion combined with the extensive attack of qi magic can turn the tide at the most critical moment even if there is any sudden danger.

Luo Lan lowered his head and thought about it, he was thinking about whether there was anything else that he had neglected and missed by himself, and now he was not just a person. Rather, he led hundreds of people. Although it is not enough to say that it is a burden to bind the heart, I think that everyone is for one belief. When they were all moving towards one goal, and all were fighting for themselves, he had to be a little more cautious and try to anticipate all the possibilities in advance.

A beautiful reflection appeared under his feet, Luo Lan raised his head and met Athena's concerned eyes, a trace of warmth quietly flowed in his heart, and he couldn't help but smile slightly, and said, "For safety, you stay." ”

Whenever Athena saw that confident smile and a look that seemed to have everything in her hands, her heart would always be unconsciously attracted to tremble slightly, but she didn't know where a fierce emotion suddenly rose, and she said angrily: "Rundit, you, you are so selfish!"

"What's wrong?" Luo Lan was stunned.

"You are always like this, whether it is pain or joy, you hide it in your heart alone! never take it out and share it with others," Athena covered her mouth and sobbed softly, her tender shoulders kept shaking, "I never knew what you wanted to do, I didn't know if you would encounter any danger, whether you were in pain, whether you were grieving, you didn't say anything!

Looking at the pair of red eyes and heartbroken expression, a string in Luo Lan's heart seemed to be touched, and he suddenly felt that the woman standing in front of him was stronger than he imagined, it turned out that she had been silently bearing everything alone all along......

Luo Lan's chest rolled and rippled with intense emotions, he stretched out his hand and hugged Athena into his arms, the latter struggled, but was hugged by him, as if he was afraid to let go of his fingertips and leave, feeling the soft body, Luo Lan whispered in her ear: "You can't run off the ground, I want to tell you all this, my beloved." ”

Athena's delicate body trembled violently, a look of joy and resentment flashed in her beautiful eyes, she sighed lightly, stopped struggling, and collapsed weakly into her thick and spacious chest.

The wind from Bethlehem blew away the smoke and clouds of war, and also stirred their hair and clothes, the war drums rumbled and beaten, echoing in the sky, vibrating in the ears, this moment seemed to be pulled out of the illusion, but in Luo Lan's heart, it was extremely real, flesh and blood, he closed his eyes, and said silently: "Here, there is everything I have." ”

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