A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other.

translate this line on the spot. "My sword, shining with silver brilliance!"

"Stop them and kill every strong orc who enters the inner walls."

The voice of the 'Radiant Emperor' was extremely faint, with an icy aura.

In the ears of the people of Lol Cardan, it is indeed a command and a mission that cannot be violated.

"Team up, kill!"

As the sound of Bahrain fell, 300 glorious swordsmen immediately went into action.

"Silver Dragon Knight!" The god-favored warrior, that is, the former Grand Duke of the Kingdom of Carmelott, Behringer, shouted, and Achilles immediately drew the heavy sword at his waist.

Achilles, wearing ring armor, his appearance is not handsome, his lines are very cold and hard, and his facial features are like knives, resolute and indifferent.

His dark eyes were too sharp for people to dare to look at him for too long, and the cold mist on that body was even more terrifying, even if it was indifferent, it was terrifying.

But in Yang Jiangong's eyes, this is not the case.

"Has the former little boy of Lorcadin grown so big?"

A smile flashed in Yang Jiangong's eyes, but he immediately turned cold again, looking indifferent. Although I used the power of the contract and received support, the current situation is still not optimistic.

After all, the strong orcs still have the advantage in numbers.

"This—this is ......" Haras, the son of the Rohan boy Hama, stared at the magical and incredible scene in front of him, and opened his mouth and was about to drop his jaw in shock. As for Zheng Qing, it wasn't until more than ten minutes later that she finally began to realize that the qiē in front of her was a masterpiece by Yang Jiangong.

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The body is exhausted, and there is no strength to fight again. Yang Jiangong just sat on the steps and watched the battle situation in front of him.

Behringer, Achilles, and 50 Silver Dragon Knights were at the side of the Radiant Emperor. Space is limited, and they don't seem to have any intention of joining the fight.

"Radiance - array!"

Led by 300 glorious swordsmen, Balin strode forward, standing in six rows at the foot of the steps, confronting the strong orcs.

"Roar--strong orcs, tear them up, go!"

After the initial shock, at this point, the face of the leader of the strong orcs was twisted into a ball because of the anger that followed. Just more than 300 people is like challenging an army of 20,000!?

Finally, in a roar, dense strong orcs surged up like a swarm of bees.

When the Radiant Swordsman and the Orc collided, spears and swords stabbed into each other's bodies, and blood gushed out like a fountain. At this time, if the wounded person does not leave the battle in time, then the bright red liquid will be squeezed out of the wound, and the blood will flow more and more.

300 Radiant Swordsmen, first-order professionals, they use a special texture of a hundred pounds of heavy swords. However, even so, as the body was exhausted, it still couldn't stand the army of thousands of strong orcs.

About an hour later.

More than 100 Radiant Swordsmen have been killed, although the corpses of the Orcs are much higher.

"Lorkadan, guard my king!" The centurion of the Radiant Swordsman Brigade had a bloody face and shouted loudly at the swordsman beside him.

And the elite centurion of the swordsman professional brigade, his roar made the glorious swordsman who could still stand up to show his ambition with blood, "tooth for tooth, blood for blood." For my king! ”

Another half hour passed.

The glorious swordsman, who had exhausted his strength, suddenly had a flushed face, which spread to the root of his ears, and his eyes were fixed on the dense strong orcs, at this time, these eyes suddenly flickered, and became pitch black again, and then ignited an uncontrollable anger. Even though the sword had been stuck with the bones that had pierced into the enemy's body, his fists still slammed into the opponent's body like springs. Completely forgot that he was a swordsman professional. Forget about swordsmanship, it's a completely offensive way to use up a qiē method. Even half of his face has been scratched, revealing the white bones underneath.

"Lorkadan!" Balin swung his sword in spite of it, his eyes wide, and he roared in anger, the sound rolling like thunder, and it was heard far away.

After a total of two hours, there are still two hours before dawn comes.

A brigade of 300 glorious swordsmen has been killed.

Anger devoured the hearts of the survivors like a monster, making the strong orcs in front of them feel thrilled. To date, they have never encountered such a violent and determined human on the battlefield.

"Loyalty and courage are our rules! Die in battle, throw your blood, and glorify my body! Glory Lore Cardin!! ”

A certain Lorkadan Radiant Swordsman, who was about to give up resistance, clung to the hilt of the cross, his pale cheeks flushed from exhaustion, and he grinned so hard that he couldn't tell whose blood was on his body.

Not only him, but the deafening roar of all the remaining Radiant Swordsmen reverberated through the battlefield.

Although, they are falling one by one.

[Complete side quests: Kill 500 Orcs in total.] Reward 1000 glory points. 】

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[Complete side quests: Kill 1,000 Orcs in total.] Reward 1000 glory points. 】

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[Complete side quests: Kill 2,000 Orcs.] Reward 1000 glory points. 】

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The Radiant Swordsman and the Orc kept falling, and during this time, prompts for completing side quests kept popping up in Yang Jiangong's mind.

Hold on until three hours later.

Of the 300 silver armor and fully armed glorious swordsmen, there are only a few people left so far.

"Get down!"

When Balin shouted angrily, his body was already visibly wounded, and when the heavy sword could no longer be wielded, he immediately drew a dagger from his waist and passed it under the skull of the strong orc, and blood continued to emerge from its mouth like a fountain.

With the power of the contract, Yang Jiangong told Bahrain that he could get out of the battlefield. Using the power of the contract, he and a few Radiant Swordsmen who were unsteady on their feet were directly sent back to Loel Cardin.

From the perspective of reincarnation, Yang Jiangong does not like blood.

But think about it from the perspective of King Lol Cardin: there is a saying that hegemony is successful, and any single combat unit is cannon fodder that can be sacrificed at any time under the entire collective or national strategic system.

"Stop them!"

Hear the order of the 'Radiant Emperor'.

Bellinger and Achilles looked at each other.

"For Lore Cardin!" Bellinger shouted.

Achilles chimed in, "For my king! ”

"Glory to me! Glory Lore Cardin!! ”

50 Silver Dragon Knights, they raised the heavy swords of 200 catties in their hands at the same time, taking over the position of the 300 Radiant Swordsmen.