"Abandon the outer walls! Abandon the outer walls! Retreat to the interior of Longtalon Fort! Carlo! Gong Li! Buy time for the retreat of the infantry! Damn Codore, why hasn't his killer acted yet? We can't hold it anymore! Jorgen's ghostly figure shuttled through the gates of the inner city. The lower half of his body was covered in black smoke, which allowed him to float in the air. Jorgen wields a Shadow Lance, an entity formed by pure black mana. Michael's use of the magic "Piercing Everything" like a sword was influenced by this magic, except that it was white mana that formed the entity.

With the wielding of the Shadow Lance, the enemies who were hit fell into a strange state: the flesh and blood of the Black Streak Angel that they had been hit by the Shadow Lance vanished out of thin air. For this kind of wound, those black striated angels cannot rely on the power of black striated diseases and the dragon virus to regenerate, therefore, Jorgen is also one of the main forces to eliminate these black striated angels, which has become one of the reasons why he personally went into hand-to-hand combat - magic is not as fast as this.

"Gong Li! Don't fight hard! Although the Harpies inside the castle cannot participate, you can stay outside and harass enemy reinforcements! Sunderland shouted to the heavenly Gonli. His dragon-killing arrows had been exhausted, and his special bow had broken several times, so he had to grab his mace and jump off the roof to participate in the fierce white-knuckle combat.

"I know ga! Damn, these disgusting monsters are not easy to deal with. Harpy, swoop in the air and make another wave! Gong Li commanded all the remaining harpies to take to the skies.

The harpys are a little tired, they are not as tireless and painless as the angels of the black striat. Although some harpies who were scratched by the angels of black striated disease were treated by nuns and grandmothers, although the spread of black striated disease was suppressed, the pain still existed. And in order to cleanse the black striation infection that enters the body from the wound, the white mana controlled by these Ella magic spells is very hot, which has led many Harpies who have returned to the battlefield to jokingly refer to this situation as like roasting chicken wings on fire.

Of course, they don't like to roast chicken wings, they like to eat tender eyeballs, especially when they are about to turn into coo-goo chicken themselves, which is just a kind of ridiculous helplessness. The harpies rose into the air, swooped, and then struck another blow at the angels who were too close, and as the thirty or so angels fell, the harpies flew to the top of the castle to rest, unable to fight any longer.

The steel gate inside the castle fell with the retreat of all the troops behind the palace, and a black angel tried to fly in before the gate fell, but it was almost inserted into two sections by the falling steel gate, its back half was on the outside of the steel gate, and the front half of its inner body was still struggling, its claws were waving wildly, and its face was still that crazy look. Gerald plunged a sword into its head, and flames flowed down the blade into the body of the black-streaked angel. In a period of struggle and silent screams, the black-streaked angel with only half of his body left was burned to the ground.

"We got a moment of respite." Gerald said, putting away his sword.

"The gates of the inner city are poured out of all steel, and the enemy cannot attack the city without siege weapons!" Sunderland sat on the ground, panting.

"For the time being, we may only be able to catch our breath. The enemy will definitely drive those flying monsters in through the windows and vents, so we need to be prepared in advance. Camille took out two seeds and threw them on the inside of the gate. With the blessing of the spell, the seeds germinated and grew as they were tossed, and finally formed a pair of crossed oak against the inside of the steel gates, and then blue and green mana emanated from her body, and handfuls of clear water condensed in the air, pouring water on the warriors' heads for them to drink and cool.

The springs flow from the ground to the oak trees, which draw long leaves along the castle's dome and seal off most of the windows and vents.

"Well, now that we've got at least thirty minutes, Jorgen, we have to count the casualties of our troops, and we need to work out tactics and defensive strategies. I don't know when the letters for help from the Wolf's Tooth and Timberjack and Steelbeard Fort will arrive, but no matter what, we will have to hold on until the help arrives. With that, Camille rested against a pillar in the inner courtyard of the city gate.

"Goenk, the task of counting our casualties is up to you, Lord Gerald, and the wounds of the warriors will be handed over to Ella." Jørgen said.

"Goinke is going now, Goinke is accurate and fast!" The little man who jumped up and down disappeared as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

"Lisa! Take the followers of Ella to alleviate the pain of those warriors! Gerald summoned Sister Lisa. Lisa bowed to Gerald with her hands folded and drew a circle on her chest with her crossed index and ring fingers, a gesture of devotion and good luck for the Church of Ella.

"Ella bless you, Lord Gerald, the nuns and priests, and the priests and other clergy are nearly a third killed in the battle, except for those who are wounded, we are afraid that we can help those wounded fighters are not even a quarter." Lisa said worriedly.

"Ella shines on you, Sister Lisa, and the unwounded clergy are divided into half to heal the wounded warriors, and the other half is divided into two parts, one chanting the Ella prayer and the other part going to heal the wounded clergy." Gerald's hand holding the sword did not move, but its wings had the same symbol drawn on its chest as Lisa.

"Forgive me for being too talky, Lord Gerald, does this include those orc warriors? They do not worship Ella, but worship the Father of the Heavenly Spirit and the Mother of the Earth Spirits, whom Ella does not recognize. Lisa's words were a little cold, but she wasn't quite sure what Gerald meant.

"Orc warriors are also destroying evil, and I think that in the face of such a heinous evil as black striat, any warrior who is committed to destroying evil is on a united front." Gerald's words are beautiful.

"Okay, I guess, I see what you mean. In the fight against black striat, we don't care about faith for the time being; And beyond the fight against black striat—" Lisa's words came to an abrupt end, and she paused for a long time, then said silently, "beyond that, it's up to fate." ”

"Yes, everything is Ella's guidance. You've said a lot though, and it's going to take some time, but we don't have much time, so let's do it. ”

"Yes."

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"Mrs. Wolff! Mrs. Donawan! The enemy has taken the outer side of the castle, and now all our troops have withdrawn into the inner city, and the warriors are resting, and the enemy is not able to attack for a while, and Advisor Jorgen has ordered me to send a message, and he wants you to quickly escape from Longtalon Fort through the secret passages, Madame, with the children. ”

"Gonzalez, you know, it's impossible, it's full of black striated angels outside, and we can't get out." Anna said worriedly, and Lena nodded in agreement.

"Madam! Consultant Jörgen said that the old man's study was covered with a flap door under the carpet, and that there was a top-secret passage underneath, which had been built by Ms. Svertana, and that it was safe and secure, and that it led to the foot of the mountain, from where we could walk! In addition, Advisor Jorgen has ordered Gunker and I to keep you safe until you escape with your children. Gonzalez told Lena and Anna what Jorgen had ordered, and Gonke said Gonzalez wasn't lying.

"Okay, let's go, we can't help here, Lena may still be able to kill the enemy, but her children are here, and Mr. Donavan is not here, we can't let motherhood separate from children. Gonzalez, you lead the way, Queen Gunke, Aunt Lena, if an enemy attacks, we will rely on you, Agilyl, Anastasia, you two are big girls, you must keep a firm eye on your younger brothers and sisters, remember? ”

Anastasia didn't like Anna's sister-in-law, but she couldn't play any young lady's temper in this situation, so she had to pout and do so, and Agilyl was more obedient, and she nodded vigorously. Lena didn't speak, just drew her wand, and summoned a swarm of smiley flowerback spiders, ordering them to climb up to the roof of the house and probe around the corner of the passage.

The group left the basement under the leadership of Gonzalez, and although he did not ride his athron, Gonzalez believed that cavalry was cavalry, and even without mounts, they could run faster than infantry. Therefore, every time he encountered the door of the room or the corner of the passage, he took the lead in probing.

The first part of the road was safe, but the hallway to the study on the third floor was full of dangers. A black-streaked angel suddenly crashed into a small part of the hallway wall and crashed in—apparently by the Harpy who had been prepared outside. The Angel of the Black Stripes immediately cut the whole team in half, and Gonzalez reacted quickly, pulling out a piece of rope from his waist and putting it around the neck of the Angel of the Black Stripes.

The black-streaked angel twisted and struggled under Gonzalez's drag, his claws leaving two deep scars on the hallway carpet. Lena used the magic of a mire trap, and a puddle of mud appeared at the feet of the black-streaked angel. The more the angel struggled, the faster it fell, until two-thirds of its body and arms were trapped in it.

"Gunk! Chop off its head! Lena shouted.

Although Gunk was a new soldier, his father was a mercenary, so he also learned a good hand at swordsmanship. I saw Gunker's legs bent, one foot in front, his body leaning forward slightly, and in an instant, a sword was swung out, and then the sword was sheathed. All they felt was a flash of white light, and the angel's head fell to the ground.

Anna aimed at the angry skull, her wand spewed a yellow-green smoke, and then with a snap of her fingers with her other hand, the smoke burst into flames, reducing the angel's head to ashes. As the skull burned, the corpse of the Angel with the Black Stripe lost its vitality and was dragged into an unknown place by Lena's mire.

"Don't worry, I've summoned a small piece of miasma in the Valley of Miasma, and it won't even be able to get out of it even if it's alive, let alone dead. But, Gongk, you're impressive. If I'm not mistaken, you just used "Iai", a technique used by the knights of the Hash Empire - the samurai, and it is said that some famous samurai use "Iai" will not even stain blood on their swords. Lena complimented.

"My father once wandered to the Hash Empire, where he served as an attendant to a samurai, and my father learned it from a samurai and later taught me, but I am not very talented, I have not succeeded once, and it was the first time I succeeded, and I was often nervous." Gunke said shyly.

"Don't be so humble, young man. It's thanks to the practice you have been doing day in and day out, so why weren't you nervous just now? ”

"My sister once went into the mountains with me to pick mushrooms, but she was caught and killed by a green bear. At that time, I had actually learned to live together, but I didn't use it... By the time my father arrived, my sister had already arrived. . . I'm not going to let someone die before my eyes. "Gunk was a little sad.

"I'm sorry, Gunker. But I'm sure we'll all survive with you, won't we? Anna reassured the young man.