The Regent's voice grew agitated, and as he spoke, the soldiers who had been keeping a close eye on the orcs at the top of the city turned their heads to look at the area.

"I see fear in your eyes, for I have pushed you before them as a hundred thousand of Sauron's minions are entrenched outside the city and are eyeing us." The remaining prisoners were all executed, but all eyes were fixed on the Regent, and as the Lord Regent had said, their eyes were full of anxiety and fear for the future.

"I'll give each of you a chance to choose, there is a secret passage in the White City that leads to a safe place outside the city, where you can escape the orc army. Escape, you can at least survive for a year and a half, and maybe if you're lucky, hide in a place where Sauron can't see for the rest of your life. But, fight, you may die! The last word "death" was shouted out by the Regent, and then the Regent seemed to be a little out of breath, and gasped for a while on the high platform before calming down. And with the regent's speech, the nearby soldiers couldn't help but start to think, and the regent's words dug out all the worries and luck in their hearts.

"But, the people of Gondor!"

The Lord Regent seemed to calm his emotions and continued, drawing everyone's attention back again. "I choose to stand here and say no to the Demon Lord Sauron, because our ancestors defeated him, because behind me is the home where my ancestors have lived for thousands of years, because although I am afraid of death, I am even more afraid of losing my dignity and courage."

The regent suddenly lowered his tone and continued, word by word: "Today, I will give you one more chance, a only chance!" You guys! Are you willing to spend the rest of your life in exchange for this opportunity! That is to go back to the battlefield and tell our enemies that maybe they can take our lives, but they can never take away our dignity! ”

When the regent said this, he spread his arms with his back to the majestic castle of the White City and shouted, "Who wants to be with me again." Throw everything behind and face it all! With that, he closed his eyes.

A dead silence permeated the square, but it was like a volcano about to erupt.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ......" Boromir drew his sword and struck it on his shield with a humble voice that struck the hearts of the people, and then the nearby noble lords and generals joined in.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ......" The guards around the regent were the first to respond to the call of the generals, and the louder and louder percussion sounded like the drums of war on a march, infecting a man with a bloody heart in his heart.

The sound of neat tapping converged and swept through the entire White City with a huge momentum, and even the women and children in the shelter raised their heads. Listen quietly. The sound of the knock let them know that their husband and son were there.

"If one day I will die on the battlefield, I hope that day will be today, and our children and grandchildren will know that their father died defending his dignity and that he died without regrets!" The loud voice drowned out all the voices in the square, and the regent hissed the last word. "Because we're Gondor!"

"For Gondor!" Boromir shouted in agreement, and the sound of the soldiers overwhelming the land.

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The regent's pre-war speech was a success. The eyes of the soldiers of Gondor were no longer as solemn as before, but with seventy percent battle intent and three percent killing intent.

The misunderstanding between the lord alliance and the high-level leaders of Baicheng was completely solved, and no one expected that the source of the incident was actually on the spy David who had already died. Lord David wasn't a traitor, because he was a spy sent by the opposite faction in the first place.

David relied on the support of the dark camp to buy off many undetermined people in the White City, and the civil heralds and tax collectors fell first, and they naturally did not know that David was a spy of the Sauron camp. But this did not prevent them from obeying David's command to oppress a few inconsequential minor nobles. And with the rise of the numbered lords, they had to use more drastic means to cover up the facts. It was this act that cost them their lives today.

As for the several numbered lords who have been wronged, although it is impossible for them to betray Gondor due to the limitations of the main quest, the regent does not know this. And it was this that allowed them to gain a great deal without any impact, not only to get back their rightful benefits and be compensated for the losses they had suffered, but also to gain the attention of the regent, and in today's battle, they and their numbered men were thus placed in a very good position to defend the city. And without exception, their location is next to Hu Bin.

"Reed, we're meeting again! Thank you so much for your efforts last night. "Hebrew and several other numbered lords are now proud, not only have they obtained this good position, but they have also been assigned as the commander of this section of the city wall, and there is a large number of aboriginal soldiers under their command, and these soldiers are assigned to their numberers, I believe that with these helpers who help to brush contributions, those numberers will have a better chance of completing the main quest.

"In fact, without me, the grievances you have suffered will reach the ears of the regent." Hu Bin said with Gandalf's sly smile in his mind, but the Hebrew people took these words as Hu Bin's modesty, and they were fed up with the feeling of being closed. In the eyes of them and their numberers, it can be said that Hu Bin saved them in this mission world.

"Anyway, I owe you a great favor, this is my number, if you have any difficulties, you can come to Heaven City to find me, as long as I am alive, I will definitely help you!" Hebrew said excitedly, and then exchanged their numbers with Hu Bin so that the two could spend gold coins in the initial space to connect with each other.

"Yes!" Successively received many numbers from numberers, Hu Bin smiled and agreed, maybe they won't really help Hu Bin in the future, but at least when they meet later, they will be biased towards themselves in their hearts, and connections are an immeasurable wealth no matter where they are.

Seeing that Hebrew had returned to their defensive section with the people, Hu Bin turned to look at Lin and Ta Dun, and the three of them exchanged their numbers tacitly. Looking at the army of orcs slowly approaching in the distance, Hu Bin couldn't help but sigh, how many people who exchanged numbers with him today could survive this time.

Hu Bin stood on the second-floor city wall and inspected his garrison area, and he deservedly obtained the location of this section of the city wall by virtue of his explosive prestige. It has to be said that those who robbed the weapons and equipment of the Rune were very tempting to the White City side. This allowed Hu Bin to gain a lot of wealth in Baicheng, and at the same time, he also found connections to pull out thirty Gondor soldiers to help him make contributions, and Hu Bin did not hesitate to smash these soldiers into hoplites with gold coins.

If it weren't for this moment, Hu Bin would definitely use his authority to exchange all the resources available to him for Gondor's special troops, because if they lived until Hu Bin returned to the initial space, they would be able to recruit these men. However, in the face of the Battle of Baicheng, where the chance of casualties may reach 90%, Hu Bin was reluctant to play such a big gamble for that little contribution. However, Hu Bin was not without other preparations, and the Okov and 34 other Icylian rangers standing next to him were the confidence of his contribution this time.

As soon as Hu Bin returned to Baicheng, he asked Boromir for the command of this unit, and he believed that with his exploits and hard work, this unit would definitely be mastered by him, but it was surprising. Okov and the other rangers actually submitted an application for retirement as soon as they returned, and used all their credit for one thing, that is, to release the old justice Ramiel, and this also made Hu Bin directly pounce on the military department.

"Okov, are you really going to mess with me?" Looking at the unusually burly ranger veteran, Hu Bin knew that he had not fully recovered from the huge surprise yet.

"Can't you afford to feed dozens of us, you are the most famous God of Wealth in White City!" Okov said exaggeratedly, then continued with a smile of vicissitudes: "Our family members have all been killed in the attack of the orcs, and their village has not had time to retreat to the city!" We've had enough of these years of lonely ghosts. Joining the army alive is just to kill some more orcs, no matter what the outcome of today's battle is, we are ready to leave the army, maybe the life of a mercenary can allow us to regain a trace of the meaning of life. At this, Okov gave a teasing smile. You're not a good commander. But you're a good patron. ”

"Welcome aboard!" Although Hu Bin had a thousand words, in the end he only stretched out his right hand.

"I'm asking for a commission." Okov clenched his outstretched palm.

"Don't even think about it!" Hu Bin turned around and looked at the army of orcs under the city, and his mood suddenly became extremely comfortable.

"Hold on to your weapons and hold your shields to your chest. Hold your ground! Also, don't be killed by an orc in front of me, in that case I'll be troubled by my investment! Hu Bin's words provoked a burst of laughter among his soldiers. The equipment on each of them even made the numbered people around them greedy, and now that plate armor has not yet become popular, so many sets of composite plate armor are taken out at one time for the aboriginal soldiers to wear, Hu Bin's wealth can be seen.

Lin and Ta Dun naturally recruited a lot of soldiers to help them collect their heads, but with Hu Bin's hoplite warriors and heroic knights holding shields in front, they spent their resources on the recruitment of archers, and their choice was also the choice of most of the numbered people here, a strong enough militia with a good strong bow was enough, as for their accuracy, I believe that the dense orcs under the city will make it difficult for them to even shoot in the air.

"Woo~!" The orcs had finally completed all preparations for the siege by close to noon, and with the sound of a horn, a string grind sounded, and a series of stones flying from the torque trebuchet smashed into the towering walls of the White City.

“R! P! G!” One of the numbered men shouted in amusement, then hid behind the wall, and the flying boulder slammed down all over the wall. As the head of the city was struck by stones, there were unlucky creatures behind the battlement walls who were thrown off the walls by the flying misfortunes.

"Don't mess around! Don't mess around! Hold one's ground! Orders from commanders were shouted from all over the city, but they could not stop the panic of the soldiers. The numberers were in a different situation when faced with these slings, of course, not on the good side, they were even more desperate for their lives, and naturally behaved more unbearably, many of them even broke away from their own defenses, trying to jump off the walls to avoid these slings, but they were soon warned by the space to leave the line of defense without permission. The reputation they have worked so hard to accumulate will be wiped out in an instant.

Soon the hardened numberers returned to the city and stayed there honestly, but they soon found that there was a group of people showing no signs of panicking.

Of course, the elite troops of the aborigines make up a large part of this group, but a small number belong to some of the numbered people and their soldiers.

Hu Bin is one of the few numberers, in his opinion, these seemingly dangerous stone-throwing is not actually a very deadly threat, with the strong vitality of the numberer, as long as they are not smashed head-on, they will not be killed at all, and the accuracy of the trebuchet is not very accurate, the landing point of the stone-throwing is completely depends on luck.

However, Hu Bin's luck is obviously not too good. A large, irregular stone with a slight deflection cut an arc towards his part of the wall.

"Damn, I know!" Of course, Hu Bin would not be lucky enough to think that he would not be attacked in this wave of orc artillery preparations, and he also had the confidence to remain calm in the face of the attack of the half-orcs, but when the stones really flew towards him, he could no longer keep calm.

The fireball technique that had been condensed for a long time with the super magic technique quickly flew out, and the impact of the huge explosion even caused the stone throwing to pause briefly in the air, and then the stone with insufficient stamina fell to the city wall below the city head after breaking out a lot of fragments, causing the city wall to shake for a while.

The numbered ones, who had just been about to run away, stuck out their heads in fear and looked out. It was found that the stone had no effect other than leaving a mark on the heavy city wall, and the aboriginal soldiers who happened to be beside Hu Bin secretly swallowed their saliva, they did not have the developed reflexes of the numbered ones to dodge at that moment, and after the threat of death receded. It's remarkable that they can still stand still and not collapse.

Hu Bin calmed his violently beating heart and pretended to look at the group of numbered people, an expression that aroused the anger of the people. The fact that someone intercepted the stonethrow and succeeded gave them a lot of confidence, after discovering the information that the stonethrow was not actually fatal. The numberers used their own means to interfere with the stone-throwing that threatened their part of the wall, and for a moment spell fluctuations spread throughout the outskirts, and the flying rubble clanged on the shields of the guards.

"Launch!" Baicheng was not there to be beaten passively. The large fortified trebuchets mounted on the third and fourth floors of the city walls fought back against the orcs with the sound of a rapid horn, the sturdier chassis and the sheer size allowed Gondor's trebuchets to fire more powerful stone projectiles, and the previously tested landing markers skyrocketed the accuracy of the big guys.

Hu Bin saw a scene that was very pleasant, a trebuchet of the half-orcs was actually hit by a stone throwing from the Baicheng side, and the big guy who was destroyed in an instant threw out the stone that was about to be launched on the twisting arm, and then due to lack of strength, a bloody ravine was plowed in the phalanx of the orcs.

The cheers were fleeting in the White City, but they boosted the morale of the Gondor warriors. The soldiers who were originally panicked by the enemy's stone throwers were greatly encouraged after seeing the achievements of their trebuchets and returned to their posts one after another, while the numberers looked at the large trebuchets diagonally and sighed in unison, if they were manipulating the big toy, how many contribution points would they have to gain this time!

Although the few rounds of stone throwing of the half-orcs did not achieve the expected effect of damaging the enemy's morale, for the half-orc commander, these subsections had little effect on the overall situation, and with an army of nearly 70,000 half-orcs and 30,000 reinforcements about to arrive, he had enough confidence to set foot on this city.

"Attack!" The orc commander with a deformed sarcoma on his face whispered, and the orc elite beside him sounded the horn of the general attack, and the heroic and brutal siege battle was finally about to begin.

"Withdraw the shield, the archers come forward!" Hu Bin saw that the orcs began to advance, and immediately ordered the archers to go to the firing position, and the nearby numbered people also stood with their archers to the gap in the battlement wall, in the previous series of performances, Hu Bin's command strength was recognized by them, and at this time, it is better to listen to the command of professional people than to attack indiscriminately.

Hu Bin didn't care about the small movements of the numbered ones, he had already paid all his attention to the accelerating orc forward troops, and silently calculated the distance between his side and the enemy in his heart.

"Raise your bow!" Seeing the orcs start to sprint at full speed, Hu Bin shouted unhurriedly, while the aboriginal soldiers on the city wall successively put their bows on the city head in front of them, the atmosphere on the entire city wall was silent and depressing, and their increasingly rapid gasps could even be heard clearly.

"Ready!" Hu Bin saw that some of the defenders on the first floor had begun to shoot, but still held their tone still, while some experienced aborigines put their arrows on the strings and pulled them falsely, compared to the numberers who had drawn the bowstrings in advance, they were more like a group of recruits who had just entered the battlefield.

The footsteps of the orcs approached further, and someone on the second-story city wall had already begun to throw, and some numbered people near Hu Bin also began to throw uncontrollably, but Hu Bin was still patient.

"Reed?" Even the tower shield couldn't help it, but he didn't act rashly.

"Steady! We don't have a lot of arrows, and it's a hassle to replenish them! Hu Bin yelled at him angrily, but his eyes were staring downward.

"What's the matter!" Ta Dun turned his head a little shrunken, and then saw Hu Bin holding his right hand high in the air. The arm of the tower shield holding the string tensed for a moment, the bowstring was stretched by his strength, and his eyes were locked on to the hideous group of orcs underground in the direction pointed by the arrow.

"Launch!" As the arm fell, a neat chord sound sounded, and a moment later, the screams of the orcs rang out one after another.

"Free Fire!" After Hu Bin gave the last order, he also raised his elven bow and shot, and every orc he targeted was without exception shot in the throat and nailed to death on the way forward. (To be continued......)