"Brothers, follow me!"

Aslan. Pray that he could not find more words, more appropriate words to express his feelings.

Going against the trend is the way to find death.

He knows the holy shield, has a sword, and has a glimmer of life, and these soldiers who attack with him are doomed.

Either die from the enemy's sword soldiers, or die from the power of the explosion.

A big husband can't do nothing!

When ambition and ** perfectly coincide with the career, the paladin named Aslan feels that he has nothing to fear.

When he dies, the king will remember him, the country will remember him, his family will be given preferential treatment, his fame will spread, and after a few years, there will still be people who will remember him.

Living, power, status, wealth, you will have yourself, and your own king, your own mentor of the path of light, Carlos. Barov will trust himself completely, and it will no longer be a luxury to reach the top of his life.

Seek benevolence and benevolence, seek righteousness and righteousness.

Aslan's thoughts were almost instantaneous, and his whole person exuded a terrifying momentum.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Dragged out a long tail, the warriors who were swimming against the current collided head-on with the wave of trolls.

Not to kill the enemy, but to break through, under the spirit of sacrificing their lives, Carlos's guards allowed the troll's war spear to pierce their bodies, and used their last strength before their vitality faded to burst out with the power of loyalty.

As a result, the sinister smile on the troll's lips was frozen forever.

The script is not like this!

The spear entered the body, and under the pain and trauma, how could they still have the strength to fight back?

As the head flew, the trolls couldn't understand why these humans had the strength to fight back.

In the first wave alone, twenty-seven of the fifty guards were killed.

But the sacrifice was worth it, and the trolls' front was pulled open a breach. Together with Aslan, the remaining twenty-four men broke through the first wave and crossed the fourth line of defense.

"Ignore it, let's go on the offensive!"

The troll commander on the front line responded calmly and shouted loudly.

On the battlefield, there is never a shortage of warriors. But his responsibility is to break through the last line of defense of mankind, as for these guys who are determined to die, just admire them and leave them to the remaining comrades.

So, with the enemy's correct response, Aslan and his party advanced smoothly.

However, the second wave of enemies that came on the way was the orcs. Aslan was still a hundred meters away from his goal in a straight line, plus the twisting trenches. At least one hundred and thirty meters to go.

What to do?

Aslan decides that he can't go directly, he will reveal his purpose.

Then break through one more layer of defense and back in!

"For the king!"

The paladin shouted.

"Long live Alterac!"

The soldiers responded.

The desperate charge continues.

And the last line of defense, Carlos was angry and sad.

For Aslan. Pray for this person, Carlos has never fully trusted.

The reason is simple, he betrayed Aiden so decisively.

Although as a role model, Carlos gave him extremely generous treatment. But deep down there is a layer of defense. Carlos never believed that he had such a great personality charm that he could make a person work for himself so without hesitation. More than 50 years in the past and present life. Carlos did not believe and had not encountered true loyalty, so he did not believe in loyalty either, and the king of Alterac did not trust his subjects at all.

I give you a better life, so you are loyal to me.

If one day I fail to fulfill my duty, you will overthrow me.

This is the king named Carlos. A true thought deep inside.

What knightly creed, what sacrifice to die, I don't believe.

Therefore, Carlos treats people and uses people to do things, and he has three points of defense.

Betrayal of his men. There are only two reasons.

Either the treatment is poor, or the heart is wronged.

Therefore, His Majesty Carlos used the set of giving things to collect his heart.

But what happened in front of him shook Carlos's heart.

Without a trace of hesitation, without a little entanglement, Aslan just went and died for himself.

This makes Carlos, who seems to be gentle, but in fact only has his own family, only his father and mother, and only his sister and two younger brothers, a little confused.

Why?

Why are you so crisp?

Why are those fifty guards so simple?

Follow me, you are faithful to your duty, for you are the king's guards, and when the king is dead, you are still alive, and it is better to live than to die.

With Aslan, why can you still sacrifice your lives so much?

In the midst of the inexplicable frenzy, Carlos was in dire need of vent, so His Majesty turned over and dismounted, and drew the Ogin axe.

"Dregs, crumbs, fanged wild dogs, vile bastards, what gives you the courage to dare to challenge a king!"

While the trolls were struggling with food, Carlos was exercising.

While the trolls were fighting for reproduction, Carlos was exercising.

While the trolls were training to hone their skills, Carlos was working harder.

The huge gap in attributes, the huge gap in weapons, and the huge gap in combat status, all three together, there is no enemy under Carlos.

The troll's spear was caught by the king empty-handed, and he turned the spearhead around a spear and threw it backhand, piercing the chests of the two trolls.

"What is it?"

A troll leaps high and tries to use inertia to increase the power of the axe, but is stuck in position by one of Carlos's forward steps, and takes it with him, disemboweling it with the reverse edge of the axe's blade.

"To you."

The two flanked, Carlos held the axe in one hand, and with his free hands he clamped the enemy's war spear under his armpit, and pulled it with his backhand to disarm, and then one axe, one axe, all of them were opened.

"Courage comes."

Because of Carlos's bravery, the trolls were frightened and spread out to surround Carlos. The impatient king threw his captured spear, all of which hit, piercing the heart of the winner.

"Challenge me!"

With the soldiers behind him answering, the trolls on Carlos's side were driven back directly.

When the orcs saw the trolls retreating, the bows and arrows on Aurelia's side were powerful, and they couldn't please them, so they withdrew temporarily.

Hearing the earth-shattering cheers of his compatriots behind him, as well as Carlos's hoarse battle cry before, Aslan was not to be outdone.

My king is so valiant, how can I be willing to be the queen of men!

Another seventeen lives, in exchange for a breakthrough in the third line of defense.

"Aslan, come back alive, I'm waiting for you here."

Carlos felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and a not hearty fight made him even more irritable.

"For my king!"

Halfway through the rush, Aslan's group of eight people suddenly turned around and rushed back, catching the intercepted troll off guard.

There it is! That's the mound!

Seven guards get stuck in their positions, buying time for Aslan to detonate the explosives.

Aslan, on the other hand, frantically searched for the legendary manual detonator.

Over there!

Aslan found a wooden box half-covered in dirt, and that was it!

"Yo, friend, we're meeting again, come on, let's fight!"

The most inappropriate occasion, the most embarrassing moment, the person you least want to see, the most annoying voice.

Kira. Amato had a giant blade on his shoulders and suddenly appeared in front of Aslan. (To be continued......)