"Be careful, father, you're no longer young after all!" Garin shook the flesh and blood from his sword in both hands, laughing back at his father.

"Haha, you kid!" King Solas laughed twice, and then swooped down nimbly at the orcs who were pouring up the city, not at all looking like a half-cut old man.

His own father was so violent, how could Prince Garin be left behind, and he also roared angrily and rushed towards the orc army.

Inspired by the bravery of His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness the Prince, the palace guards burst into great combat force, and they fought bravely, pushing back the orc army, which had been pressing back a few steps of the human defenses.

With two one-handed swords in his hands, Kurbanke quickly roamed around King Solas, reaping the lives of the orcs one by one.

In contrast to King Solas's father and son, Kurbanke's methods were almost like a dance—he danced like a butterfly through a flower, his movements so light that it was almost elusive; The glittering blade of the sword slid through the orc's throat and limb like a wheel, taking away a puff of blood.

While fighting with the orcs, while glancing at the figure of Kurbanke, De Jong couldn't help but be secretly frightened in his heart - he didn't expect this elder chamberlain who usually lived in the deep palace to have such a unique skill?

De Jong, who had been in aristocratic high society for many years, couldn't help but think of the rumors he had heard about - it was said that when King Solas first ascended the throne, he was too young. And because of the inheritance rights obtained by the early death of the elder brother, many nobles have the intention of becoming warlords and are secretly ready to move.

Meantime. There were also a few old fellows among the nobles, who did not want to replace the Tolbain family and stand on their own, but wanted to establish a parliamentary system and gain more power.

In such a difficult situation, His Majesty King Solas overcame all difficulties and finally firmly grasped the royal power, in the process. The most bizarre thing is the silent and strange death in front of several stubborn advocates of limiting royal power.

There were rumors among the aristocracy about the death of those main rivals that year. This is because King Solas controls a team of killers called the Night Assassins, who operate outside the sight of ordinary people, but loyally harvest the lives of every enemy for King Solas.

De Jong has always scoffed at this argument - how could the consolidation of royal power be carried out by assassination alone? That would only bring panic, not surrender; But now. See Kurbanke at ease on the battlefield. De Jong couldn't help but start to believe a little about the truth of the "Night Assassin" - Lord Kurbanke's current appearance is exactly the same as the description of the "Night Assassin"!

"De Jong, what are you thinking?" In a trance, De Jong felt a tremendous force coming from the left side of his body, pushing him to the side.

De Jong, who came back to his senses, saw that opposite the place where he had just stood, a hideous-looking orc had his right arm cut off by a two-handed sword, and was covering his wounds and wailing. The severed arm holding the tomahawk fell to the ground, twitching incessantly.

A "brush-pull" sound. De Jong did not hesitate, a sword pierced the body of the orc in front of him, and he stepped on the orc's corpse with his foot and pulled out his two-handed sword, so that De Jong had the opportunity to thank his life-saving benefactor: "Robin, thank you!" ”

"Humph!" Robin dragged a stump leg, and behind him were several Riptide veterans, also disabled; These veterans have a relatively large gap with the orcs in terms of body and fighting ability, but they have cleverly adopted a small-scale team formation, relying on a small range to fight more with less, fighting tenaciously on the battlefield, and protecting themselves well while killing the orcs.

"Hmph, your life is mine, don't be killed by orcs who came out of nowhere before I kill you!" Robin leaned back against several of his comrades and said to De Jong.

"Haha, it won't!" De Jong heard the insincerity in Robin's tone, and he quickly moved to Robin's side, joining Robin and the veterans.

Back to back with his comrades, De Jong looked at the orcs who were pouring more and more into the city; The number of palace guards is still limited, once the orcs gain a foothold in a certain section of the city wall, more orcs will climb up through this section of the wall, spread and spread around, until now, every city wall has been lost, the court guards and orcs in the aisles of the city wall to fight each other, stubbornly waiting for the arrival of rescue.

How long has it been? De Jong had no sense of time at this time, he only knew that the orcs had not yet retreated, and he was going to fight.

At this moment, De Jong suddenly heard several "whoosh" sounds, and looking at the source of the sound, De Jong couldn't help but be shocked - ropes were thrown up from under the city wall, and then the ropes were suddenly straightened, and the metal hook at the top firmly hooked the head of Riptide Castle.

"Oh no, cut those hooks!" De Jong commanded loudly, and at the same time was the first to pounce on the battlements of the walls behind the orcs.

Without the help of ropes, the orcs had to climb to the top of the city, which was dangerous and inconvenient; However, if the orcs held these ropes to the city wall, it would be a piece of cake to climb up to the top of Riptide Castle along the ropes, and if the orcs poured up to the city at such a rate, these thousands of palace guards would definitely not be able to stop them.

At the captain's command, the palace guards regained their tired bodies and rushed to the edge of the wall, and at the slightest opportunity, they rose up and cut the ropes that were taut under the iron hooks.

Of course, in order to achieve this goal, the palace guards paid a great price, they had to give up the defense behind their backs in order to cut the rope, and many palace guards also died tragically at the battlements of the city wall because of their struggle to cut the rope.

De Jong slashed and slashed, frantically repelled the enemy in front of him, grabbed to the side of the city wall, raised his two-handed sword and slashed at a rope.

The rope snapped, but De Jong did not stop, but swung his great sword left and right to cut other ropes in the vicinity; At this moment, De Jong suddenly heard a shout: "Be careful! ”

When De Jong turned around, he saw two orcs brandishing their weapons together, roaring at him; De Jong used his great sword to block the hammer of one of the orcs, but there was no way to care about the other; He could only watch as the sharp blade of the axe approached his unsuspecting back, hoping that his armor would be able to withstand the attack, even if it was an unrealistic luxury. (To be continued......)