Two groups of Roman youths and two groups of levies, a total of 500 men, came out of the barracks in a mighty way, crossed the avenue and came to the city gate in front of the city gate in a neat line. Amul had been following the butler for a long time, and since he was already smarter, it was not difficult for him to have logistics on him, and after the army left, he also led a large number of carriages out.

The people driving the carriage were all townspeople, and when they heard that Qin Feng was recruited, they were all very enthusiastic, otherwise just those servants in the Baron's Mansion could be ready in such a short time, even the housekeepers would not be able to do it.

After a while, Qin Feng walked out with the guards, he was riding on a horse, his face was a little bad, and Amul, who came to report the situation, saw that he thought he had done it badly, and his expression was a little worried.

After coming back to his senses, Qin Feng saw Amul with a worried face under the horse, and smiled self-deprecatingly, what was wrong with him? Isn't it just a woman? How did you bring your emotions to the present?

Qin Feng forcibly threw aside the thoughts in his head and looked up at the carriages. "What's in the wagon?" It was all left to Amüller, he didn't bother, and he believed in him. It's just that Amul is doing things by himself for the first time, so Qin Feng will ask like this. It's an encouragement.

"Young master, the carriage is loaded with weapons and armor, as well as some food, but there is not much food," Amul said excitedly, he felt that the young master had taken a fancy to himself, so he asked him to do such an important thing, so he tried his best to do the best.

Luo Wei rode on Qin Feng's side, with a shallow smile in his mouth, looking at Amule now, as if he saw his young self. Is it the same when I was young, in order to get praise from the people I care about, I can even do it without sleep for a few days.

"You're doing well, Amüller." Qin Feng bent down and reached out from the horse's back to pat Amule's shoulder, then straightened up and said to the generals behind him, "Let's go." ”

"Departure....", under the orders of the respective centurions, the army marched in the direction of Fort York in an orderly manner, and the rumbling footsteps resounded over the snowy fields.

In the Baron's Palace, Shirina stood by the window on the second floor, her slender body leaning against the windowsill, watching the army gradually disappearing outside the city. Biting her lip, she looked down at the scar on her hand, her soft fingers brushing over her belly, she felt a pinprick like a tingling pain, and she didn't know what she was thinking on her cheeks.

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"Block, stop, don't let an orc come up." In the barbarian camp, at this time the orcs were storming the city gate, and countless orcs roared and swarmed up from the mountain road, including strong and tall green skins, short and cunning goblins, and fierce and bloodthirsty gnolls, they were not afraid of death one by one, stepping on the corpses of their comrades and constantly pounced.

Norma stood at the head of the wall, split the head of a gnoll with an axe, wiped the blood from her face, and looked at the layers of orcs on the mountain road, her brow furrowed. At this time, the two passes on the mountain road in front of the city gate had fallen, and although they had caused a lot of damage to the orcs, they didn't care about the loss of the huge number of orcs.

"Ah........." Another barbarian warrior was pulled down from the city by the green skin, and the screams disappeared in the surging crowd in an instant.

"Squeak ....." Suddenly, a jerky voice sounded, and Norma felt the city gate shake slightly under her feet, and her face changed drastically.

On the other side, the fierce battle of Sirigang also felt it, and his face also changed, and he looked at Norma: "There are too many enemies, and the city gate has no signs of holding on, we must retreat." "He and his cavalry are useless here at this point, so now they all dismount and fight the orcs in close combat.

"But this gate is already the last barrier, if we retreat any further, there will be no danger to defend behind." Norma's eyes were a little red, and he yelled: "Resist me, behind you are your wife and your children, I don't want your children to be affected by these miscellaneous ... If you trample on it, you will stick to it here, and you will not be allowed to take a step back. ”

"Roar......" the barbarian warriors roared.

"Eh...," Cirigang sighed, just like Norma said, although retreating can reduce casualties, but retreating also means that the entire barbarian cottage will fall into a situation where there is no danger to defend, with the strength of the barbarians, it is simply impossible to resist so many orcs. Looking at the barbarian soldiers who were fighting bloodily, Sirigang sighed and shouted: "You are not allowed to take a step back, and those who violate the military law will be dealt with." "He's stupid, but if the Iron Ice Castle was besieged by orcs, he wouldn't have taken a step back.

It's just a pity for these excellent soldiers, if they don't die, they will atone for their sins to the baron.

"Why didn't you leave?" Norma heard Sirigon's roar and looked at Ciricorn in surprise.

"As I said, there may be people in our town who are afraid of death, but there are no people who are afraid of going to war, and there are no people who abandon their comrades." Xi Ruigang said expressionlessly, and his old-looking face brandished his long sword.

"Hah....I thought you were joking." Norma said with a laugh.

Sirigon slashed his sword across Norma's face and shaved off the head of one of the gnolls attacking from behind, "I never lie, and it's better not to talk on the battlefield." ”

Feeling the chill of the blade beside her face, Norma twitched her cheeks, feeling for the first time that this old man was not getting along.

The orc armies swooped down like waves, without any pause. At this time, a thick layer of corpses had been piled up under the city gate, including orcs, barbarian warriors, and occasionally one or two humans wearing cavalry armor, all of whom were warriors dragged down from the city tower by orcs.

At the foot of the mountain, the old shaman looked at the scene on the mountain, and finally showed a smile on the old face that had been tense, and said, "Steel Skin, take your black orcs up, the time has come." "The old shaman deliberately checked the situation of the barbarian camp. The location of the barbarian camp is indeed very good, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the biggest disadvantage is the gap in skills, the gate built of giant trees looks very solid, but in fact it is not.

If this is a human camp, the old shaman will really think about whether it is worth it.

"Roar..... Lao Tzu's stomach hurts, and he can finally go up. Steelhide yelled, "Boys, follow me and push him for me." ”

"Roar...," the black orcs roared. The Black Orcs are a powerful variant of the Green Skin, their skin is black, and they are much stronger than the Green Skin, making them a powerful class among the Orcs.

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On the city gate, feeling the gate shaking more and more under their feet, Norma and Sirigon's faces were full of anxiety.

"It's time to go down, we can't stay any longer, and if the gates fall, we'll have to be buried in it." Sirigon said loudly: "Now that the warriors of the entire tribe are here, if the city gate falls, you should know the consequences." "It's the last line of defense, but it's a time to give up.

The gates shook more and more, and the orcs also noticed the situation, roaring excitedly and rushing towards the gates. The wooden gate was under the attack of the orcs, and the sound of wood breaking constantly sounded.

Norma's face changed dramatically, and she yelled, "Retreat, retreat, retreat into the tribe." "Sirigon is right, the warriors of the tribe must not all fold here.

There was a loud ......bang, and as soon as the barbarian warriors and cavalry soldiers withdrew from the city gate, the city gate was pushed to the city gate with a rumbling sound. The splashes of snow and dust obscured everyone's view.

"Go back quickly, set up a line, and prepare to meet the enemy." Sirigang yelled as he ran towards the tribe, and in a hurry he glanced back, only to see a group of black-skinned orcs pounce after the snow dust dissipated, and his face suddenly changed drastically: "Norma, quickly retreat, it's the black orcs." ”