"Whew...... ......"King Solas finally retreated from the front line and entered the formation of the palace guards, gasping for breath with his hammer. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the battle is on the battlefield, I don't feel that once it stops, the exhaustion of the body hits like a tide; What's even more uncomfortable is that most of the muscles have been paralyzed to the point that they can't move, but the pain from the shallow wound cut by the arrow has not been offset by the paralysis at all, but has become more and more intense.

"Terenus...... Haven't arrived yet? King Solas gasped for air, half to himself, half to Prince Garin.

The current situation is not optimistic, although the morale of the palace guards is still high because His Majesty has personally participated in the battle, but it is already a fact that the orcs have established themselves on the city walls, and it is simply an extravagant hope to drive them down with the military power in the city.

The orcs occupy a part of the wall, and more orcs can naturally rely on ropes to quickly climb the wall; The orcs in front of the palace guards were like leeks in the field, cutting stubble after stubble, and it was endless.

This goes on like this,; Fort Riptide could only hold out for another half an hour at most, still in the case of fighting and retreating; If you insist on resisting the orcs on the walls, perhaps the palace guards will soon be wiped out.

"Not yet...... Father. Despite the obvious question, Prince Garin answered with difficulty.

In the previous battle, Prince Garin was fortunate not to suffer any fatal injuries, but there were quite a few flesh wounds; He looked anxiously to the north of Riptide Castle, expecting to see the smoke and dust rising all the way, but found nothing.

"Your Majesty, remove the walls!" Kurbanke temporarily withdrew his two one-handed swords into the scabbards at his waist, and the leather armor on his body changed from the original light yellow to the current tan, and even at this time, large drops of blood still dripped from the corners of his clothes, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the purple-red dye vat.

"No, you can't pull it down." King Solas rejected Kurbanke's offer - he naturally knew what his chamberlain meant, and the palace guards remained on the walls, in effect receiving the onslaught of the orc army head-on.

Once the walls are retreated, the palace guards can rely on the complex terrain and orcs in the city to fight in the streets, and even sacrifice a small part of the broken palace guards, while the others protect King Solas himself and quickly retreat to the palace, where it is more difficult to defend and difficult to attack, and the walls of the city wall are almost impossible to climb, lacking heavy weapons, and the orcs who have not even broken the gates of Rapids must be helpless against the palace city.

However, King Solas did not want to do this - as the only formed army in Riptide Castle, once the palace guards removed the walls, whether they turned into street fighting or retreated into the palace, it was the civilians of the city's residential areas who suffered.

What would it be like for an army of beastly orcs to enter a residential area in a city? King Solas was sure it wasn't much better than the one that had happened at the intersection in front of Fort Riptide.

The civilians who had been tortured and killed by the trolls before, King Solas could not do anything; But now, he himself is in Fort Riptide, right at the head of Fort Riptide, and he can save the inhabitants of the city from harm, even if it's only for half an hour.

If he retreats from the walls for his own safety, even if he survives, King Solas will not be able to forgive himself for such a cowardice - he is a man who wants to become the Emperor, a true emperor, and will never abandon his subjects.

"Kill all these shuffles!" King Solas was well rested, and he struggled to raise the golden hammer in his hand, shouting in a voice that was close to bursting.

Although His Majesty's voice was no longer majestic, it reached the ears of the palace guards with such affection - why should His Majesty be so honored to fight alongside us?

"Kill all these shuffles!" Prince Garin stood beside his father, raised his two-handed greatsword in his hand, and echoed loudly - at this moment, Prince Garin was proud to have such a father - his father was the greatest king in the history of the kingdom of Stormgard, and even if the reinforcements of His Majesty King Terenus did not arrive in time, the history of mankind could be recorded as glorious and tragic - the king and prince of the House of Torbaine of Fort Riptide died in battle at the head of Fort Riptide to protect their subjects, and did not take a step back until death.

Kurbanke sighed silently, and he drew his weapon from the Cambridge at his waist again, and clasped it around his wrist with his backhand—as the head of His Majesty's chamberlain, he had shared His Majesty's secrets, his majesty, his glory, and his ambitions and ambitions since they were children. Even if tonight, everything that was before will be gone with the wind, at least I can share the last glory with His Majesty the King—a heroic death.

Slightly arched to his feet, Kurbanke was about to pounce on the orcs who were blocked by spears outside the formation, screaming and shouting to break the formation of the palace guards, he keenly noticed the anomaly in the north of Riptide Castle, and after confirming in amazement that he was not mistaken, the usually calm chief of the chamberlain suddenly grabbed King Solas's shoulder excitedly, and shouted: "Your Majesty, look over there, reinforcements have arrived!" Reinforcements from His Majesty King Terenus have arrived! ”

Outside Riptide Castle, Kilrog was unleashing his left eye, a huge terrifying green eye floating in the air, projecting the scuffle that had taken place at the head of Riptide Castle in front of Orgrim.

"These guys can't hold on, Hammer of Doom." Kilrog said excitedly; There was only a hollow eye socket left in his left eye, and under the illumination of the moonlight, he could even see the white bones in the eye socket, which was particularly terrifying.

"Yes......" Ogrim mused, not pleased. Although the losses of the orcs have not yet been counted, they must be quite numerous; Although the defending side had a great advantage in the siege battle, and the orcs did not have heavy weapons, after all, there were only so many soldiers in the city who could fight, and the battle was still fought like this, which made him very disappointed in his men.

Perhaps—Ogrim thought—he should redefine the human race, for when a powerful foreign enemy suddenly strikes, they will always become desolate and helpless, and will be slaughtered; But once they have a firm and strong commander, humanity will burst out with a tenacious and fanatical fighting spirit that the orcs cannot understand, and they will fight not so much for themselves as for their faith. (To be continued.) )