"No, my lord, once we do, we're really finished," an older townsman stepped forward. He was wrapped in a white bear cloak that could be seen at a glance, and the original white cloak had become gray by this time, and his smooth hair had almost fallen out. It looks like a rooster that has lost its hair, but the mottled blood stains on the cloak can be seen at a glance.

"You can see what's ahead, you know for yourselves, and even if you rush there at this time, it won't be of any use." Swarig pointed to the black, oppressive orc force behind him. He admired the man's courage, but it was a stupid decision. Even his heart was full of anger and he wanted to rush forward, but he was the big leader, and he was the big leader of the White Bear Tribe. Now that he was favored by the baron, he could not let his anger control him.

The man lowered his head, how could he not know, but seeing that his brothers and relatives were fighting bloody battles with the orcs, they could only hide behind cowardly, which made them unacceptable.

The victory that has been there has awakened the fighting spirit in their hearts, and the new outcasts may not know it very well, but for the first batch of outcasts and the civilians who originally lived in the territory of the Rhinereth family, they believe that they will win, and they believe that they will not lose.

The reality in front of them seemed to them to be a sneak attack by the orcs, a sneak attack by the orcs after the baron left, otherwise the situation would never be like this.

All the men bowed their heads.

"Go back, go back, and believe that when the baron returns, he will avenge you, and avenge all of you." "What you need most now is to protect your relatives, companions and friends, and to protect the last of the baron's possessions," said Swaregg. And not senseless sacrifices, which do nothing for everything. ”

"My lord," the middle-aged man looked up at Swareg, "I'm glad to have your comfort, but I still hope that I'll defend Bull Town, even if I'm just a small person, but I've been raised by the grace of the Rhinereth family. Now the time has come for me to repay him with everything I have. Besides, I don't have much to live for a few years, and if I could trade my life for someone else's life, I'd do it. ”

"You're stupid." Swarig yelled, "What's your fate, is it what you want to do if you leave it here?" ”

"Yes, sir." A few more people came out of the crowd, and if the butler was there, it could be clearly seen that these people were the original lords of the Rhinereth family. The men looked around, and the other men all bowed their heads in shame, they had all fled to Bull Town, even though the Rheinreth family took good care of them, but in the face of this situation, they could not let go of their decision. Maybe in their hearts, even if this place is captured by the orcs, they can't flee to another place.

There were more than 20 people in total, and this group of people looked frank, including middle-aged men in their 40s and elderly people in their 50s, but they all laughed and hugged each other, as if they were saying some kind of goodbye.

An endless army of orcs poured into the city, and a group of orcs led by Wolf Blade were running in his direction. Time could not be delayed any longer, otherwise they would likely be overtaken by the orcs and entangled.

"Can you tell me your names?" Swareg knew that he couldn't persuade the other party, and at the same time, he still had a deep admiration for them in his heart, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Toller, Tom, Hans................." There are 24 names in total.

"I'll remember you." Swarig solemnly raised his hand and hammered them in the chest, but he didn't use any force. In the culture of the barbarians, it is disrespectful to treat warriors and not allow them to stay.

"Yes, sir." Everyone replied in pain.

Swarig left with the rest of the townspeople, and one last glance behind him was that it had paused for a moment on the 24 men, then at the headless corpse of the second leader in the distance in a pool of blood. He grieved in his heart, the second leader grew up with him since he was a child, he fought together, fought against the enemy together, but he didn't expect that he would die in front of him, and he died in front of himself.

"I'll take revenge myself, Theron!"

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"Your Excellency, the reinforcements are leaving." A centurion, covered in blood, stepped back from the array and walked briskly to Will's side, gasping for breath and asking Will, his tone worried but not afraid. The soldiers trained by the system will not be defeated even if the battle is lost.

"Yes, I saw it." Will yelled in despair, anger in his heart. Angry at Amul's defection, angry at Amul for helping the orcs attack the town of Bull, and now even more angry at Swareg's death. How could he watch himself being besieged by orcs and see death without help, and how could a steward appoint such a person.

"Your Excellency." The centurion was a little disdainful in his heart, disdainful of his incompetence, if the Baron was here, the situation would definitely not be the way it is now. But now that he was his immediate boss, he could only propose, "My lord, we must get out of here, as more and more orcs enter the city, we will be besieged." The soldiers have been fighting all night, exhausted, and if we wait for the enemy's fresh forces to come up, we will be slaughtered, my lord. ”

"Then how do you say we should leave, there are orcs all around here, there is no loophole at all, and the orcs will never let us go." Will knew that, too, but he didn't know what to do.

"My lord, although there are many orcs, their number on the city walls is far lower than ours. We have been beaten passively in order to protect the city gates. But now that the gates have been lost, there is no point in us continuing to stay here. The centurion said what he thought: "As long as we give it a go, we will soon be able to break through the orc surrounding, and then leave some soldiers to stop the orcs, and we will leave the wall, and then go down the wall at a distance to join the others." ”

Will didn't know what this centurion's solution was, but he didn't have a female solution himself, so he had to agree now.

"Soldiers, charge ......." the centurion, who returned to the array, shouted the order with his short sword raised. Now after the fierce battle, he is now the only one left among the centurions, except for Will, he is the highest-ranking one, and no one will disobey his orders.

The Roman soldiers, holding their shields in both hands, swooped down and pressed against the backs of their comrades in front of them, striding forward.

Humans are not as tall and powerful as werewolves, and even less than greenskins, but the strength of all is concentrated. The orcs who were held up by the big shield panicked and wanted to exert their strength, but they found that they were facing the menacing waves, the boundless, the vast strength, they could only passively retreat, the faster it was, the faster it was, the faster it was. In the middle was the screams of the orcs, stabbed to death with short swords by red-eyed soldiers.

"Ah ........" Countless orcs were pushed off the city walls, and many more were pushed to the ground, and then trampled to minced meat by countless pairs of big feet, and the charge of the Roman soldiers was unstoppable.

Soon there were no more orcs in front of them, and the centurion left a dozen soldiers behind him, and then led the rest of the soldiers along the city wall as quickly as possible.