Taking a deep breath of burnt pot gas, Ian McCallane couldn't help but sneeze into the moldy jerky, wrung a handful of black-gray snot, and threw it on the ground, feeling that his lungs were much better filled with gunsmoke. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, what made him even happier was the fifty-six sets of spell protective armor that he had captured, if it weren't for the quick action of the attack, responsible for cleaning the battlefield, the orcs who had just turned from hard labor to warriors would have already stripped away the weapons and equipment of the heavily armed knights.

The Musketeers and Mortar Squads had done so well in previous sieges that Ian McCallane's selfish actions as commander were not overly resisted, and of course the discerning and knowledgeable orc warriors were not subject to revilation.

They were also troubled by things and took care of themselves, and when they cleared the remnants of the guards of Fort Cambert, they were surprised to find many of their kindred, equipped with simple leather armor, small wooden shields, and rusty iron swords, but they stood in front of them, guarding the human women and children behind them.

Jerky fighting skills, many times are the instinct of beasts, naturally not the test of war orc warriors are no match for death, because of the identity of compatriots and avoid death, but quite bad "traitor" behavior, rarely have to be knocked unconscious, with ropes to bind hands and feet.

Regardless of the inheritance of wisdom and enlightenment, as well as the experience in the gladiatorial arena, Cruren Shixin certainly knew that some of his compatriots had been enslaved and domesticated for generations, and gradually stood in the camp of human slave owners.

With the blood and tears of their compatriots, in exchange for a slightly free position, the overseer's whip will not fall on them, and they will even be allowed to sit down for the long table dinner.

In order to win one of these seats, the rebels often broke their heads and squeezed in, squeezing each other out, all kinds of unsightly despicable behavior, at most won the smile of the slave owner, but made many orc laborers even more disgusted.

"Kill! It's a must. ”

When Aldrich Triss was asked by the Chief Heart how to deal with it, he did not hesitate to give his own answer, and his right hand was slammed down with a vertical palm, which made Kruren Shixin feel a chill in his heart.

Since the beginning of the war, he has remained silent, allowing Ian McCallane to play freely, and only gave the order to turn the situation around at the critical moment, all of which have earned the respect of the orc chieftain.

It's not okay if you don't respect it, after all, the virtuous knight with the space bag has emptied all the war supplies of Fort Cambert, plus the armored floating ship still has a large number of gunpowder shells, and has the lifeline of logistics supply and the most critical heavy firepower for siege and land, the orc expeditionary corps really can't leave Aldrich Tris, and must hug his thighs tightly.

"Can't you convert them on the spot? Won't the hard laborers in the fields and crops soon become members of the expeditionary corps!"

The Virtue Knight shook his head slightly, "Chief, you should know very well in your heart that the rebellion of these orcs has no possibility of successful transformation, and they have already regarded themselves as part of the camp of slave owners, sometimes even stricter than human overseers and stewards, and may not be without the blood and tears of their fellow orcs. ”

Krulen Shixin felt inexplicable sadness, and his head with three strands of hair in braids hung down, but he quickly picked himself up and made up his mind, "Then kill them all!"

Aldrich Triss did not nod in agreement, nor did he shake his head in disapproval, any attitude was superfluous at this moment, and the atmosphere around him became quiet and silent, except for the occasional "beep" of the firewood burning for the campfire.

Suddenly, the Virtue Knight stood up, looked up at the distant sky, turned his head, and before he could say a word to the orc chieftain, Kruren Stoneheart also noticed something.

"Strange visitors came, much earlier than I expected, and it seems that the destruction of the Principality of Virginie's war material transfer station has triggered a series of chain feedback...... Well, it's really hard, the undead who didn't drive the flying castle and spent their own blood sources, and didn't hesitate to rush to send them to death. ”

The orc chieftain had spent some time in the gladiatorial arena of the principality's capital, and of course knew how terrifying the vampire clan who ruled the night was, "Do you need me to give the order for the warriors to evacuate?"

Aldrich Triss shook his head slightly, "A vampire viscount, I would have been cautious in the past, but now, it's just a little bat that can be pinched to death." ”

"Thank you!"

Kruren Stoneheart is well aware of the unfathomable strength of the Virtue Knight around him, but he also wants to know how strong it is, and whether the human who kills Grull Stoneheart in one move can be worthy of the name "Palantulu".

Behind Aldrich Triss, a heroic banner appeared, and his body with golden light flowing with skin automatically rose into the sky without wind.

Above the ruins of Cumbert Castle, a small sun seemed to rise with the silver moon, and the orc warriors who were still resting fell off in surprise and had to pick it up and press it back to its original position.

Soon there were cheers, mostly from the well-known musketeers and mortar squads, and the warm atmosphere resonated, and the clever orcs immediately knew that there was a malicious visit, but the expeditionary legion did not receive any orders, perhaps related to the fact that the victors of the Makgora ceremony had stepped forward.

Despite their confidence in Aldrich Triss, who killed the strongest warrior Grull Stoneheart in one move, many orc warriors still preferred to believe in the steel weapons in their hands, regardless of the fatigue of a long battle, struggling to stand up and choose their companions to form a small triangular battle formation.

According to rumors from very reliable sources, every lord of the Southern Duchy has a vampire nobleman behind him, and the relationship is extremely close, otherwise it is impossible to maintain the order of the territory.

Baron Cumbert was originally an ordinary lord, but as he became the in-law of the Grand Duke of Virginie and the father-in-law of his eldest son, the vampire knight who used to have only a code name was replaced by Viscount Manning Heschet.

Personally piloted the Flying Sky Castle to transport a batch of strategic materials to the Night Capital of the Starry Sky, and on the way back, he encountered a sudden Void Storm, which caused a little damage to the castle's protective shield, and is now lying in the Valley of the Dead, the capital of the dead, and is being repaired by special personnel.

Baron Legny Cambert abandoned the city and fled, and when he acquiesced to the promise of repairing his severed arm to the logistics officer Jester Han, he remembered that he still had a hole card and immediately crushed the turquoise pendant that had been reported at the critical moment.

Fearing that the life of the Grand Duke's in-laws would be in danger, in order to avoid being harshly criticized by the clansmen, the rivals took the opportunity to make trouble, Viscount Manning Heschet abandoned the flying castle that was still being restored, spread the wings of the thick blood source and spontaneously formed runes, and flew towards the Cumbert Territory of the Duchy of Virginie.

When he found out from the sporadic firelight that the former majestic fortress had collapsed and destroyed, the roar of the orcs and the thick smell of blood were heard in the wind, and he desperately turned into smoke and bats, and his speed doubled on the spot.

Unfortunately, Aldrich Triss was like a sun slowly rising, blocking Manning Heschet's path, and the vampire viscount suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart that he had never felt before, and the bats immediately stopped suddenly, merging with each other to form the upper body of the black-haired shawl.

Holding his hands like a weight at his waist, his two winged hands were raised high and spread outward, forming an equilateral inverted triangle, the dark red blood source was boiling and burning, and Manning Heschet silently chanted a secret spell to summon a negative energy shield, the Shadow Canopy, a spherical shape one hundred and twenty feet in diameter, filled with natural darkness and integrated with its surroundings.

As the black smoke continued to gather, the dress-style clothing of the dinner party began to appear, and the bats continued to rush in one after another, and their hands and feet gradually grew out, missing the impact and not merging with each other, and the bats that returned to their original position fell straight down, not knowing what the tragic fate was.

Having lost some of the bats, the vampire viscount's body was somewhat empty, his hands and feet were dry and shrunk, especially his legs, which were almost skinny and bone, but fortunately hidden under his clothes.

"Long wait, human paladin of the solar realm!"

Aldrich Triss was almost amused by Manning Heschet's misjudgement, but he remained tolerant of the Knight of Virtue and bowed his head gently.

"Children of Blood, Ruler of the Night, from afar, I am here to witness a righteous battle in which oppressed slaves rise up against their slave owners. Don't try to obstruct the great course of history, step aside!"

The dim vision of the vampire viscount finally saw clearly what was happening in the castle built against the hill. The fortress that had been through the war was now completely destroyed by artillery fire, and was full of broken wreckage and blood-soaked rubble masonry, and Manning Heschet was completely furious when he remembered Baron Cumbert, who had been summoned urgently, and now his life and death were unknown.

"Any war is unjust! Don't try to cover up the bloody revenge of the orcs who escaped slaves, as a human being, you should stand on our side. ”

Aldrich Triss finally couldn't help but laugh, "Vampires who feed on human blood, wandering the cold graveyards, the undead who are in the company of decaying coffins, you have no position to say this. ”

With the edge of Excaliba's sword in his right hand and the Gungnier Meteor Spear in his left hand, the alarm bell in Viscount Manning Heschet's heart vibrated violently, and it was clear that he was now on the verge of life and death.

"A paladin without a realm is only a defective product at best...... Perhaps, I can kill one of the pre-chosen ones of a human legend. ”

Being able to taste the blood of the opposing human paladins will help you improve your rank within the Bloodline. The third slumber will surely come sooner, and the honorable earl may be expected.

Aldrich Triss's discerning eye did not see the inner thoughts of the vampire viscount, but he saw in his face the frenzy of a veteran gambler who had put all his stakes on it.

"There's a reason why I asked you to step down, now let your feverish brain calm down a little and understand the gap between us!"

The Virtue Knight instantly appeared inside the Shadow Canopy, and before he could react to the turbulent flow of cold negative energy like a piranha, he slashed down with the sword of Excaliba in his right hand, splitting Manning Heschet in half in an instant.

The wreckage of the right half of his body, which had no heart, slipped quietly, and the wound burst out with a large pool of blood, but the injury was not fatal.

As if time had gone backwards, all the blood spontaneously returned to the body, and the wreckage that slipped on the waist was grabbed by an invisible big hand, lifted and pressed in place, and the wound disappeared in an instant, and the vampire viscount's self-healing ability was beyond the imagination of mortals.

However, this is only a superficial phenomenon, Manning Heschet's injury is not optimistic, not only consumes 20% of the blood source in his body, but also almost shatters the "blood core" of his heart.

"You...... You're not human!"

The undead retreated in a panic, dodging Aldrich Tris's terrifying right hand, a sword that could easily split the body of a viscount-level vampire, which he had never seen before.

This human paladin is not without domain, he has unique domain ability.

The globulous shadow canopy only then reacted, and Aldrich Triss's source of virtue and positive energy was like a drop of boiling hot oil, falling into the calm cold water, and the turbulent negative energy flow suddenly went crazy.

Summoning the winged boots and walking in the air, the Virtue Knight with a body of steel slowly walked towards the vampire viscount, allowing the negative energy resistance around him to disappear, and the brilliant fireworks continued one after another, and the elements kept vibrating, but they did not affect him in the slightest.

"It's terrifying! The so-called human paladin is not only a vampire who surpasses the viscount level, but I'm afraid even the earl is no match for it. ”

Manning Heschet had his first taste of fear, and he wanted to give it a go, but his honest body drove him to retreat as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Aldrich Triss saw him retreating, raised his left hand, and threw a fist, and Gungnir turned into a brilliant streamer, instantly hitting the heart of the vampire viscount.

The pulsating core of blood shattered in an instant, and losing it was equivalent to losing most of his life, and Manning Heschet couldn't even use his talent for escaping as a bat, flapping his wilted bat wings and rushing towards the human musketeers on the ground.

He wanted to suck blood as soon as possible to replenish the source of consumption, and use the earthly technique to dive into the depths of the earth, so as to evade the pursuit of human paladins.

Aldrich Tris would not have given him a chance to recover, teleporting to the vampire viscount again, and the sword of Excaliba in his right hand was raised high and fell quickly again.

Manning Heschet couldn't dodge and had to force his twist to avoid the head-to-toe slash, but that was the end of his luck.

A sudden rise of attraction forced the wreckage of the vampire viscount in two into the chest of the Virtue Knight, connecting to the wall of sighs in the secret realm of the forest, engulfing Manning Heschet, the veteran undead.

The dark canopy overhead, the residual negative energy ran out of control, and there were many wounded on the ground, but they couldn't be turned into undead creatures.

Aldrich Triss threw his right fist again, and the Gungnir meteor gun completely crushed them, and the faint stardust like fireflies dissipated and evaporated.

The blow was too shocking, including the Orc warriors of the Expeditionary Legion, Chief Cruren Stoneheart, the Musketeers, the Mortar Squad, his friend Ian McCallane, and the three men in black wearing hooded cloaks hiding on a nearby cliff.

"The holy sword of Capricorn, the meteor of Sagittarius, and the roar of the golden lion, whose inheritor is this little guy?"

"It's hard to understand that people who practice different systems would step into the Sanctuary...... Could it be that he is the deliverer of the prophesied wheel of time. I'm too young, and even I'm a little jealous. ”

"Oops! He's spotting us, let's go. ”

Aldrich Tris watched the three mysterious men flee in a panic, and when he first met Helena Thirriès, the generous hand, he had a similar smell of aging in his bones.

"The former sage who should enter the coffin, the decay mark of the old era, the old man who wants to shine under the wash of the river of time. It's just a round of elemental tide, and I can't help but come out to move...... Well, maybe the demigod Lori stimulated them. ”

Slowly landed on the ground, stretched out his hand and pressed down gently, which immediately calmed the mood of the orc warriors, and the musketeers and mortar squads also returned to calm.

The sparse autumn rain quietly falling to the ground may be related to the negative energy that has just been dissipated, causing changes in the air flow in the clouds.

No one complained angrily, so they looked for a suitable place to shelter from the rain, and the campfire was still burning, but as the rain became heavier, the orange fire was dim and nearly extinguished.

Aldrich Triss ordered the musketeers to carry the captives into the well-preserved but empty secondary fort, where the rain rushed into the moat after converging along the hill, gradually lifting the river over the dilapidated drawbridge.

The news that Fort Cambert had been captured by the Orc Legion and reduced to rubble in the flames of war had been reported to the Archduke Virgini, who was staying in the capital of the Duchy, through covert channels, and to the other allies in the camp.