The trumpets of war resounded in the skies of the fortress of Bair, where countless human and orc soldiers fought to protect their homeland and fight for the future of their descendants. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Their respective beliefs are in this battlefield, fighting each other with the roars of soldiers, and only the fall of a race war can end.

"Kabas, let's go." Scrooge glanced at the sun, which had begun to set in the west, and turned his head to Carpas and shook his head, "This is the end of today's battle, and countless of our orc warriors have fallen here, dedicating their lives to the kingdom that they should have hunted prey to get food for their families. ”

"Kabas, are these soldiers also willing?" Fastening his cloak, Scrooge turned and walked towards the command post of the Orc army of Bair's fortress, turning his head to look at Carpas as if he had thought of something.

"Prince, they are willing." Hearing the sound of the horn of retreat, Cabas looked back at the fortress of Bair, and at the command of the horn, the orc soldiers slowly withdrew from the fortress like a tide, leaving behind countless corpses of their own countrymen again.

"Prince, they also want to fight for a better future for their descendants, so when His Majesty the King gathers a large army, these warriors will gather under the banner of our Lion King."

Kabas's eyes became slightly moist, these warriors were for the future of the orcs, so without complaint, they rushed to the fortress of Bair under the countless attacks under the trumpet.

"Prince, do you remember when you were a child and asked me to take you out of the kingdom secretly?" "At that time, you were only seven or eight years old, but when I saw those civilians shivering in the cold wind, I still remember what you said at that time, and because of that sentence, I am willing to follow your Highness all the time." ”

"Yes, it really hurts to look at those hungry and cold people." Scrooge had a pained look on his face, "Kabas, we orcs used to be the overlords of the Faisal continent, why are we so down." ”

Scrooge showed a hint of self-deprecation and tightened his cloak, "Elves, goblins, dwarves, only we orcs, the former overlord, are so downtrodden, we can only huddle in the barren and cold land. ”

"Humans are the current Faisal overlords, their heritage and strength are not comparable to our orcs, I am convinced, but why is it the same race that has stepped down from the position of overlord, goblins can rampage on the continent, relying on commerce to live a good life, elves can live in the warm and spring-like Song Forest and live a self-sufficient life, why do we orcs have to live so hard, even the cubs in their own clan can't protect well, let them die of cold and hunger in the cold wind."

"Prince......

"Kabas, do you think my ideals will succeed......" Scrooge stopped his steps and looked at the soldiers who were supporting each other and staggering back to the camp down the hillside, a look of pain in his eyes.

"Prince, I don't know, but I want to try, I want to fight for your ideals for the prince." Cabas withdrew his gaze from the wounded soldiers and turned his head to stare at Scrooge beside him, "Prince, I'm just like you. We believe that war has never been a good means of striving for a happy life, and that there is a sacred entente, so why should we use violent means. ”

"Because, every race is selfish." Scrooge glanced at Kabas, he, the guard who had followed him since he was a child, was even simpler than himself, obviously their orcs were famous for their ferocity on the mainland, but they had two strange things, and they wanted to fight for the future of the race by peaceful means.

"Yes, everyone is selfish and wants to fight for a better future for their race." Cabas smiled bitterly.

The glow of the setting sun shone on the fortress of Bair after the battle, and the blood-red sunset was as dazzling and thrilling as blood.

The battle between the attack and defense of the fortress of Bair ended once again as the sun set, and the orcs once again left countless corpses under the impregnable fortress.

At this time, the Fourth Legion was already on the way from Asius to the Bayer Fortress, and the Third and Fourth Wing, which set off as the first march, arrived at the Bayer Fortress one step ahead of the main force under Jonathan's order, and as the vanguard of the cavalry, they had an innate advantage in marching with war horses as a means of transportation.

And the Second Squadron of the First Cavalry Wing of the Fourth Army Corps commanded by Zachary is to explore the way in front as the vanguard of the Third and Fourth Infantry Wings, even within the kingdom, such a forbidden work Jonathan will definitely not fall.

Zachary did not waste a single opportunity, he took the opportunity of the hasty march, and used the cavalry tactics of a few years later to train his five hundred cavalry fiercely, so that they could skillfully apply the tactics he had taught them in his usual training.

Looking at the fortress of Baier shrouded in the blood-red sunset of the setting sun not far away, Zachary exhaled softly, turned his horse's head to look at the already tired cavalry behind him, and smiled slightly, "Okay, everyone's rapid marching and training in the past few days have also been hard, but you should also feel the results of the training, and we have arrived nearly half of the time required by the military order, so be proud of yourself." Now I order, de-combat readiness! ”

Hearing their squadron leader say this, the soldiers all smiled relaxedly, although they were younger than them in this squadron and treated people gently, but in training this squadron leader was extremely strict, and his strength could make them unable to resist at all.

So when they heard that Zachary ordered the de-combat readiness, their spirits and bodies, which had been tense all the way, suddenly relaxed, and they laughed and laughed with their comrades.

But as we approached the fortress of Bair, the laughter gradually became low until it disappeared completely.

In front of Zachary and his soldiers was a brutal battlefield, countless corpses lying under the fortress, their bodies still retaining their last movements before death, blood slowly flowing from their wounds and flowing across the battlefield. On top of the towering and hard city walls, there are still traces left by the smoke of war.

"Zachary, is this the Beer Fortress......" The soldiers in the Bair Fortress came out of the fortress to collect the corpses of their comrades outside the fortress, their figures walked around in the corpse-strewn battlefield, seeing them constantly lifting corpses from the ground, Joanna couldn't help but look back at Zachary in front of them.

"Yes, the fiercest battlefield of this war, the fortress of Bair." Zachary retracted his gaze, such scenes will continue to appear in the future, and even a battle of this magnitude in the future can only be regarded as a small fight.

"Let's go, let's go into the fortress."