Tiffany considers herself truly lucky to be able to see her fiancé again - most of her relatives and friends in Stormwind should have boarded the ship that left the port of Stormwind, and Malone should be the closest person to her in the entire southern part of the continent - despite the limited communication between the two of them as they grew up.

At the same time, Tiffany was a little uneasy—from the conversations she had just had with the soldiers, she had learned that her fiancé had never mentioned herself in front of his men.

Tiffany wondered why her fiancé did this, and if he was unhappy with the marriage arranged by the elders, but before that...... She could only wait for her fiancé to wake up from his coma.

"Al...... Tya ......"

Suddenly, a distraught Tiffany heard some muttered words from Malone's mouth.

"What?"

Tiffany jerked to her feet and pressed her head close to Malone's lips; The meek blonde hair cascaded down Marlon's cheeks and chest, but Tiffany didn't have time to bother—she wondered what Malone was trying to say.

"Althea ......"

This time, the words in Malone's mouth became a little clearer.

Tiffany's hand glowed with white light, and then she aimed her palm at Malone's head; The warm holy light seeped into Ma Long's body little by little, causing his somewhat frowning brow to gradually stretch, and in his peaceful expression, he fell back into a deep sleep.

"Althea...... Who is it? ”

After helping Malone calm her mind, Tiffany breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in her chair, biting her lip slightly, her slender fingers being stirred up and resting on her rounded knees; In a complicated tone, the girl whispered the name that her fiancé had just confided.

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"Load all the crossbows you can find! And you guys, check out the hillside outside of town, and if there's any rocks in your way, get rid of them! And also...... Warrant Officer Oku, you came just in time, your men said you brought a ballista from Sentinel Ridge, but I didn't see it...... How long are you going to hide it? In ten minutes at most, I need to see that ballista set up at the entrance to town! Hurry up, hurry up! Let's get moving! Time waits for no one! ”

Robin pressed the hilt of his one-handed sword as he paced up and down the north side of Mooncreek as he shouted hoarsely to the busy soldiers.

Paul, De Jong and other soldiers of Nighttown, including the Sentinel Ridge garrison under Warrant Officer Oku, and the militia of Mooncreek sent by Sir Elgardine, every man in armor was under Robin's command, a little hurried, but in an orderly manner.

At this moment, no one will tell whether they are regular soldiers or untrained militiamen; Fear had been creeping through their hearts for months, but at this moment, the blood and thirst for revenge in their hearts had regained the upper hand.

Robin had to stop and gasp, and less than an hour had passed, and he already felt his throat dry and hoarse.

"Save your energy, or you'll be dumb even if you defeat the orcs."

Paul didn't know when he appeared next to Robin, and he said a nasty curse on his lips, but handed Robin a water bladder full of water.

"I want to save my energy, I don't know if the orcs will say yes...... How's the outside of the town set up? ”

Robin smiled wryly, took the water bladder that Paul handed over, took a few large sips, and then asked with a cough.

"There's no problem anymore, it looks like an ordinary mountain range, but it can strike a fatal blow to those orcs at any time."

Paul took the water bladder that Robin had handed him back, took a sip of it, then wiped his mouth and replied.

"But...... If we can't accomplish the task that Captain Lothar said...... No amount of blow can be called fatal......"

Robin looked at the ballista that had been pushed by more than a dozen Sentinel Ridge garrisons to the north entrance of Mooncreek Town under the command of Warrant Officer Oku, and said with some concern.

"Don't worry, what kind of person is Chief Lothar? How could he have missed this battle? Trust him, Chief Lothar will wake up before the orcs arrive, and teach us a hard lesson to those greenskinned crumbs, and let them know what it will cost to take over our homeland! ”

Paul said viciously.

"I hope so...... I've sent a few scouts to ride north, and if they encounter that group of orcs, they can at least give us an extra hour to prepare...... I hope that, as Chief Lothar said, the orcs are not very strong in combat, otherwise they ......"

Robin looked back behind him with some uncertainty—it had never been so lively—thousands of people had gathered to fill almost every house and street in the town; But if he and the other soldiers can't resist the orc army that comes to sweep away...... Soon, it will be even more dead and silent than the wildfire-burned grasslands.

"Trust me, Robin, we're going to win."

Paul grabbed Robin's shoulders sharply, and his fingers with iron fingers gripped Robin's shoulder armor fiercely—thanks to this iron armor, Robin's shoulder might have been dislocated by his companion before the orcs arrived—exclaimed.

"I think we'll find out soon...... Because, those scouts seem to have made a discovery. ”

Robin shook his head with a wry smile and patted Paul's forearm, motioning for him to look forward.

Paul turned his head in surprise and saw a small black dot suddenly appear on the horizon of the western wilderness.

It wasn't until the fast-moving black dot was a little closer that Paul could see that it was a rider galloping towards Mooncreek.

Behind the knight, the horse's hooves filled the air like smoke of dust; The afterglow of the setting sun passes through the dust, refracting dreamlike colors.

"Light bless."

Robin whispered - he knew that the scouts he sent out would not return to Mooncreek unless they encountered the traces of the orc army.

"I'm going to tell the residents to get hidden."

Paul let go of his grip on Robin's shoulders and said loudly, then hurried towards the interior of Mooncreek.

Robin didn't look at Paul's back, he just clenched the hilt of his one-handed sword at his waist, stared at the figure of the scout who was getting closer, and gritted his teeth - he wasn't there when Night Town was slaughtered by the orcs; He wasn't there when Lakeside was slaughtered by the orcs.

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