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Hearing Zukin's words, Kilrog even had a feeling of insult in his heart - learn from you? You trolls are probably only as smart as the dung eggs pulled out by the Tabu sheep in the Nagrand grasslands, because you and the dung eggs have no brains.

To learn from the trolls, you might as well learn from the sow, at least you can learn from the sow and what can you learn from the dung eggs? How to make yourself stinkier? —Kilrog cursed Zujin viciously in his heart.

Fighting back the anger in his heart, Kilrog struggled to keep himself from paying attention to the idiot who claimed to be the Troll Emperor. He faithfully carried out Orgrim's orders, glaring at the one-eyed Riptide Castle.

The walls of Fort Riptide were so high that even though Kilrog was already standing on the hill, he could not see anything from the current vantage point except for the light of the torches and torches at the top of the city.

Do you want to use that eye of yours? This thought suddenly occurred to Kilrog, but he quickly gave up, because even if he saw what was happening in the city, he could not understand the humans, and the information he could obtain was limited.

Still, Kilrog was intrigued by his own thoughts—how would the weak humans react after witnessing the bloody behavior of the trolls in the eyes of the orcs?

At the head of Fort Riptide, De Jong was walking around like a headless fly. He kept muttering, "Why? Why didn't the orcs attack? ”

De Jong didn't know what the enemy was waiting for - did they still have reinforcements?

It stands to reason that the orcs did not attack at this time, and De Jong should be happy. Because at this time, the troops in Rapids Fort were too small to withstand attrition, and the troops were not complete, so there was no effective means to prevent the orcs from landing in the city.

If it does, it may only take an hour for the orcs to completely take over the city. There was no way to stop the orcs from climbing up the not-so-smooth surface of Riptide Castle without enough archers.

And once it falls into a short-handed situation. The orcs were soon able to dismantle the fighting power of the palace guards; Even if the valiant guards could have traded the same battle loss ratio for the same number of orc deaths—which is already an ideal number, the orcs would have to pay less than three thousand—and the total number of orcs is estimated by the number of torches in the city. At least ten times that number.

In this case, De Jong had little confidence to stop the orcs from attacking, even an hour later. He had to take with him the palace guards who didn't know how many would be left. Escorting His Majesty the King to retreat to the palace.

The palace of the palace is relatively easier to defend, but that way...... What about the civilians in the city? Although there were no men, there were still many women and children in Riptide, and once the palace guards withdrew into the palace, these civilians would lose their last barrier - the palace could not hold everyone.

The orcs were slow to attack, allowing De Jong to temporarily avoid having to weigh the lives of the kings and the lives of the commoners, but it also made him shudder even more—when, the savage orcs in the mouths of the remnants of Stormwind. Have you learned to wait and see? What are they waiting for?

Robin, in contrast, is much calmer. He sat quietly at the base of the battlement, leaning against it, arching his sound legs, resting his two-handed greatsword on his knees, carefully polishing it with a whetstone.

Robin's body was covered with blood—blood on his face, blood on his lips, and blood on his hand wiping his sword—all Robin's own, from the skin on the back of his hand and from his biting lip.

Robin focused on sharpening his broadsword, and compared to more than a decade ago, it was not only himself who had aged out, but also his own weapons. The blade of the sword is no longer as sharp as it was back then, and it ...... It's ridiculous to say, despite the grief and anger in my heart, I just want to follow in their footsteps after avenging Tess...... But Robin really didn't know that he was now weak, could he still fight the orcs face to face?

Beside Robin, several strong men with disabilities stood quietly, their hateful gazes slowly moving with De Jong as he walked around.

These are Robin's companions, veterans who have picked up their weapons because of the mobilization order, and people who have just been imprisoned with Robin for trying to go out of town to rescue their loved ones.

After the tragedy, De Jong let his men let them go, but when the men ran up to the tower, outside the city walls, at the blood-stained intersection, they could only see the severed limbs of their relatives - yes, stumps and severed arms, and even white bones in some places - the flesh had been eaten by the trolls.

It is conceivable that these people knew about the appearance of a qiē, and although they did not see their relatives being eaten alive like Robin, these people were as angry as Robin, and they also transferred this anger to De Jong, who ordered the city gate to be sealed.

The reserves led by these strong men are made up of disabled veterans, these veterans have the courage and fighting spirit not to lose to the soldiers, and now, they are burdened with hatred, every veteran is looking forward to the attack of the orcs, maybe they can't have the upper hand in the fight with the orcs now, but at least let these green-skinned cubs know that the old dog also has a few teeth.

King Solas still stood by the wall, silently staring at the bloodstained patch at the intersection outside the city. Although Kurbanke repeatedly urged his king to return to his seat, King Solas did not have his own body in mind.

His Majesty, who dreamed of becoming an emperor, had only one thought in his heart at this time. He kept telling himself, Soras, to remember this qiē, remember the blood shed by these civilians, and one day, you will slaughter those orcs and trolls, and use the same methods against the women and children among them, repay the blood with blood, and comfort the slain civilians with killing. Starting today, Solas, you either go on a mission to kill all the orcs and trolls, or die on your way to completing it.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and King Solas turned his head to look at the staircase on the city wall, where several half-grown teenagers were wearing light leather armor and short swords pinned to their waists, and rushed up in a hurry, and when they saw King Solas, they quickly stopped running and bowed to His Majesty the King.

"Greetings to you, Your Majesty the King. I'm Celeron? These are my companions in the Cadet Army, and we have gathered all the companions in the Cadet Army over the age of thirteen in the Cadet Army, and we hope that we can serve you. One of the leaders still had a look on his face

A half-grown boy with a few freckles said to King Solas in a serious manner. (To be continued......)