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Everyone in the conference hall was taken aback and looked at each other, is the bishop crazy? Now only relying on the geographical advantage and the strong city wall to defend step by step, the orc legion came from an expedition, coupled with the huge army, the land on the plain of Bethlehem is barren, and the food cannot be solved on the spot, so the logistical supply must be under great pressure, and it is still very likely to win the victory as long as you hold on for a while. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

Some nobles and slave owners earnestly admonished the bishop, hoping that he would put down this hopeless idea and seek a better way with the people.

Captain Marshall glanced at Luo Lan, who was silent, and then looked at the nobles who were clamoring, and secretly said that this was an opportunity to show favor to the bishop, he slowly sat up straight, and suddenly said: "Everyone!"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were drawn to him, Luo Lan also turned his attention, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he said loudly: "Lord Bishop is right, we must go out of the city to fight! Everyone, have you fought against the orcs? Do you know how terrifying the strength of the orcs after madness? Now is the best opportunity, if you can defeat the current orc army in one fell swoop, it will not only weaken their strength, but also definitely suppress their morale!"

A nobleman sneered, "Since the orcs are so terrifying, wouldn't it be a good choice to go out of the city to fight a decisive battle." ”

Marshall sneered: "Do you have to wait until the orc legion is assembled? More than 100,000 orcs besieged Beiselen, eight great shamans, and thousands of orc witch sacrifices, I think, even the strong walls of Beiselen may be overwhelmed, right?"

Lady Belinda smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the Bishop is a dragon master. Don't you have faith in your lords?"

Everyone's hearts moved, for so many days, due to the approach of the orc army, they were oppressed by that powerful momentum, and the bishop rarely seemed to show up, and everyone forgot about this matter intentionally or unintentionally. At this moment, they looked at Luo Lan, and couldn't help but regain some confidence in their hearts, yes, on the battlefield, although the power of a dragon is impossible to face tens of thousands of people alone, but with the cooperation of the army, the combat effectiveness cannot be measured according to ordinary thinking. Maybe it can really work a miracle?

The Rust priest coughed and said in a deep voice, "No matter what arrangement the Bishop makes, the priesthood will follow in the light of my Lord. ”

Several Templar swordsman captains also spoke, "I am willing to follow the Bishop." ”

Luo Lan's subordinates now have a total of three camps, and the priest group led by the Rust Priest, although the number is not large. But it's huge. And it was the basis for the development of the parish clergy, but he did not have much ambition and was satisfied with his current position. As for the Templar Swordsmen who originally belonged to the same diocese of the Eastern Continent after they were taken over by Xi Jiesi, all the swordsman captains only obeyed Luo Lan's orders, which can be said to be Luo Lan's descendants, and the other camp is the knights led by Marshall, they are numerous and their combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated, but Luo Lan seems to have retained his rights intentionally or unintentionally, and did not deprive them of it. He was very grateful for that.

And the last camp. It is an alliance of interests composed of aristocratic slave owners, and it is basically forced by Luo Lan's power and the strong invasion of the orcs to reluctantly agree to join. This group of people seems to be the weakest, but in fact they have a lot of influence, and even in the free city-states, they have to exist in order to stabilize the situation in the interior of the city and the trade of the diocese of Beiselen.

Of course, these are only the strengths of Luo Lan's light camp, the undead squire, the Banshee Clan, Athena, Stitch and others are secretly retained, enough to clean up and deter dissenting subordinates at a critical moment.

Now that both camps have agreed to Luo Lan's decisive battle out of the city, the nobles and slave owners can only agree if they are reluctant, but they also know that the slave soldiers who have just been organized can only be used to strengthen their strength, and there is not much hope for fighting.

When he was planning to fight in the city, what everyone didn't expect was that the follow-up of the orcs would come faster than expected.

At noon on the second day, two more orc legions came to the Sakhon River, and as soon as they joined the previous army, the total number of auxiliaries and warriors was suddenly close to 50,000, and the noise of crossing the river resounded throughout the night, and the light of the torch even reflected half of the northern sky.

The nobles' faces turned pale, if it was just an increase in numbers, it would not be the worst, but at this moment, there are three great shamans in the orc legion**, and in the eyes of the human world, their strength has reached more than the tenth order, plus hundreds of witch sacrifices, it is simply worse for those who lack legal duties.

The nobles hurriedly rushed to persuade Luo Lan to cancel the original plan, but Luo Lan only glanced at the city, and then casually left a sentence: "The decisive battle plan remains unchanged, and the battle will be fought tomorrow." ”

Most of the nobles almost fainted at these words, and they wailed in their hearts, muttering whether the Bishop had lost his mind.

Luo Lan looked up at the clouds in the east, friend, it's time to arrive, right?

Through the wall of clouds, under the scorching sun, a few cavalry galloped up a hill, the leader was dressed in silver knight's armor, his handsome face was stiff, his eyes were sharp, and a guard officer handed a sheepskin water bag and said respectfully: "Prince Alexander." ”

Alexander gazed at the undulating terrain in the distance, took the kettle and drank it with his head up, drank the water in one gulp, threw the water bag on the ground, wiped his mouth, and said, "Call me a general." ”

"Yes, General!" the guard bowed his head in fear.

Alexander asked, "How many days are left to reach Beiselen?"

The guard officer thought for a moment and replied, "Judging by the current march, there are about two days to go. ”

Alexander frowned and said categorically: "It's too slow, you have to speed up, throw down what you need to throw, and be sure to arrive before sunset tomorrow!"

"Yes!" the guard officer did not dare to disobey, he bowed, turned around to look down, down the hillside, as if the boundless torrent of cavalry was slowly passing under his feet, the flags of the Kingdom of Denton Lun and the five surrounding principalities fluttered in the wind, he raised his hand and waved a pennant, the sound of a high horn raised, the knights seemed to be pushed by some great force, the speed gradually increased, and not long after, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves began to shake the earth.

Alexander smiled slightly towards the east and whispered, "Friend, it'll be here soon." ”

The guard officer looked at Alexander's back in awe, the young prince who had returned from the Middle Continent and had not only brought back a large amount of grain, but had also defeated the alliance of five principalities in several battles against the surrounding kingdoms, all of whom were now vassals of the kingdom of Dentonlun, and many wealthy places were incorporated into the kingdom's territory, and the territory was expanded by a full third.

As Alexander's influence grew, so did the presence of the old king.

But Alexander knew that his father's rights were not yet coveted by himself, after receiving Luo Lan's letter, he had proposed to immediately send troops to Bei Seleng, but was strongly questioned and opposed by the old nobles led by his younger brother, the two were at loggerheads for a while, and when the situation was inextricably linked, the old king came out, unexpectedly, he actually supported his eldest son's proposal, and immediately subdued many nobles by strong means.

But Alexander knew that, in fact, his rights and status were not yet secure, and the old king seemed to support him, but in fact he had suppressed his prestige invisibly, but he didn't care, as a qualified knight, sometimes he valued honor and emotion more seriously.

The old king's support is not just out of power, I have to say, his eyes are farther than his son, after the orc invasion, he immediately realized the importance of North Selen at this time, the kingdom of Danton Lun is on the edge of the Bethlehem Plain, and there are several countries with the same situation, unlike the free city-states with strong Somad walls, they do not have any natural barriers, if the orcs want to cross the rich central continent, then they must not be able to bypass the kingdom of Easton in the north and their scattered human kingdoms in the southwest, because they are like two hands firmly stuck in this exit, so only when the orcs haven't really shown their fangs yet, you need to suppress their ** first, otherwise the day will probably come to be a catastrophe.

And this expedition to the old king has a greater ambition in his heart, for him in the past, this luxury is out of reach, but if he gets the help of Bei Seleng, maybe it is no longer a tossing and turning dream, so before leaving, he specially called Alexander to his side and carefully admonished a few words, Alexander hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Satisfied, the old kingdom mobilized half of the country's troops and handed them over to his eldest son, and drew part of the troops from the five surrounding vassal countries, gathering a total of more than 18,000 cavalry, under the pretext of maintaining the human world and the Diocese of Light, to rush to the aid of Beiselen,