After General Kellerman left, Al had been a little uneasy, he was actually not in favor of sending two thousand ordinary soldiers to the rescue, if the orcs really invaded on a large scale, these two thousand people were really a drop in the bucket. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIron Sword City and Iron Fort may not be able to defend it, and in the end, it will still rely on the Snow Fortress to resist the orcs. But rescuing allies is a matter of course, and Al really can't do anything about it. "Let's hope General Klerman sees that the momentum is not good, and can return safely with the rest of the defenders. Al thought to himself. Even he didn't expect that the orcs would surround and send reinforcements and set up an ambush in the cedar forest.

However, fears always come true. Within two days, El received the terrible news like a bolt from the blue: 2,000 soldiers had been wiped out, and General Klerman was seriously wounded and unconscious. He rushed to the castle guard's mansion, and everyone was shrouded in gloomy clouds.

Al first went to visit General Kellerman, "General Kreman has a severe brain injury, and it is impossible to predict when he will wake up. After listening to the words of the military doctor, everyone frowned,

"Let's talk about what to do. The silence was broken by the deputy warden Joseph, who was the oldest here, and rightfully became the backbone.

"In any case, the Snow Fortress must be defended, there is no other way but to fight to the death. On the contrary, it was the usually taciturn Captain Moncey who took the lead.

No one objected to his words, the Snow Fortress was too important to give up, not to mention that there were still so many civilians in the city, and they were all lost to the orcs after retreating?

"There are not enough soldiers, and now there are less than 3,000 people in the city. The whole city needs to be conscripted. Al also spoke up, the last orc invasion was twenty years ago, except for Joseph, the deputy city guard and him, I'm afraid there are few people here who have experience in fighting orcs, he must stand up.

"Is it necessary? Walls should be able to keep the orcs at bay." Captain Berthier was a little hesitant, knowing that the city-wide conscription was not a trivial matter.

Al shook his head, "What if the orcs can climb up? He asked rhetorically.

Everyone's faces became much more solemn, and Deputy City Warden Joseph nodded: "Young Master El is right, you can't leave anything to chance and pin your hopes on the orcs, Meng Sai, you will go to the conscription later." He commanded.

"One more point. Al made another suggestion: "The cavalry team should be prepared, and the cavalry may need to charge the city walls. ”

Everyone was taken aback, "how the cavalry charged on the city walls, the distance was too short." Captain Murat was the first to object.

"Not a charge from the back to the front, of course, but a charge from the left to the right of the wall. "Prepare everyone, if the orcs do climb the walls, we may not be able to hold the walls all the time, and we will need to constantly fight back to drive them down." ”

Seeing everyone's expressions a little suspicious, Al knew that he really didn't act like a fourteen-year-old boy, and added, "I have seen records of orc warriors in the library of Thorn Castle, they are generally three to four meters tall, and their strength and vitality far exceed that of ordinary humans, which may be a tough battle. So I think the help of cavalry may be needed in the counterattack. ”

"Even the distance from one end of the wall to the other is too short, and the wall is so narrow that the cavalry can't spread it. Murat, do you think it's possible?" Vice-Joseph was still a little skeptical, and asked Captain Murat's opinion again.

"You can try, I'll take the cavalry to train first. Saying that, Murat smiled bitterly: "If the city walls are really occupied by orcs, then we can't rush if we want to." ”

Al made a few more suggestions, and everyone had a little more respect for him, from the previous "noble young master of iron thorns" to "the noble young master who can magic", and now he has become a "knowledgeable noble young master". Whether it is martial arts, magic, or knowledge are important factors in achieving victory, and the person who brings the victory is always respected.

After discussing for a while, and finally making the defensive arrangements perfect, Joseph's deputy city guard spoke, his expression serious.

"One last thing, Master El, you should now leave for the castle of Thorns. ”

The council chamber fell silent, the generals knew that the battle was a bad one, and as the sole heir of the Iron Thorn family, Al Edward could not die here.

Al shook his head and said decisively, "I'm not leaving." He raised his hand to stop Joseph's admonition and said in a loud voice, "I am not only the heir to the Iron Thorns, but also the heir to the Lord of the West. The people of the Iron Thorns will not fear war, nor will they leave civilians and their duties as guardians to flee. Whether it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, or death and sinking, I will not leave. This is the unshakable will of me, Al Edward. ”

No one persuaded him anymore, everyone knew that any words like "please leave" at this time were an insult to a proud warrior, everyone stood up and nodded to Al, and then went out to prepare for the battle, only Victor, the rough man, hugged Al: "You are really good!", he shouted.

Al rolled his eyes at him, but he was not angry at all because of Victor's vulgar behavior, he was happy, because it meant that everyone recognized Al as their true comrade-in-arms, someone who could trust his life. It's just that Al looked at their departing backs and felt a little sad, how many people could come back alive after this tragic war?

The sun is setting, and the lights are on. It used to be a time when the city was bustling, but now it has become depressed by the arrival of war. It was extremely cold on the road, and I didn't see any other passers-by. Al knew that it was because of the city's conscription, and everyone was hurrying to say their final goodbyes.

Al didn't know why he was still on the street on this cold night, he just knew that he was feeling uncomfortable and wanted to go out for a walk. He walked aimlessly, just following his instincts, when suddenly he heard a muffled cry. Al looked up, and it turned out that he had unknowingly walked to Aunt Teresa's shop. After a moment's hesitation, Al walked in.

In the candlelight, Aunt Teresa was lying on the table crying, and Charlie stood by to comfort him. Maybe it was Al kicking something as he came in, and both mother and son looked up at him.

"It's closed now, get out. Charlie shouted at him, but only halfway through the sentence, he held it in his throat, and a look of surprise and fear flashed in his eyes. Aunt Teresa also looked at him with wide eyes.

Al noticed that they were all staring at their clothes, and slapped their foreheads and scolded themselves for being careless: they came out wearing their robes when they were restless. The silk garment was embroidered with silver thread, which sparkled in the light of the candlelight, and anyone who looked at it thought that this man was either rich or noble, and that he was a great man.

Charlie muttered a little and didn't dare to speak, but Aunt Teresa's eyes burst into a fire of hope, she rushed to Al and knelt down, grabbed Al's hand and begged: "My lord, you can do well, let Charlie survive, he is only twenty years ......old", only a few words and choked up speechless, just grabbed Al's hand and refused to let go.

Al looked at her wrinkled face carved by life, held her calloused hands, and couldn't say a thousand words when they came to his lips anyway, he opened his mouth, was silent for a while, and only said three words dryly: "I'm sorry." The voice was so light that he couldn't hear it clearly, but it was so heavy that he couldn't even carry it.

He can't even guarantee himself to survive the next battle, how can he guarantee that Charlie will survive. He could say something auspicious, but he didn't want to deceive Aunt Teresa here.

Sometimes, when a white lie is punctured, the wound can no longer be repaired.

Al said it softly, but Aunt Teresa heard it clearly. She slumped to the ground, but her hand was still gripping Al's hand.

"Please...... By all means, I want to win. She said in fits and pieces with tears in her eyes, and then she lost all strength and courage, and fell to the ground sobbing.

The rough hand slowly slipped from El's palm.

Al looked at the woman curled up on the ground crying, only to feel more and more uncomfortable in his heart, he wanted to inhale, but found that the heaviness around him seemed to suffocate. He didn't dare to stay here any longer, and turned around and wanted to rush out of the store. He stumbled over the threshold on the way, but he didn't care about anything but wanted to get out of here.

There was a commotion behind her, and Al turned his head to see that it was Charlie who had come out to see her off.

This big man in the western realm had tears in his eyes, "You, don't worry too much, my mother is just uncomfortable." He said a little slowly, apparently not usually saying such things.

Al looked at him: "Actually, I can say hello to the barracks and save you from enlistment." ”

Charlie shook his head, "I didn't have a father when I was a child, and my mother raised me. I was very useless, I couldn't study when I was a child, and then I dropped out of school and went to the street, and my mother always scolded me for not studying well. It's just that when something happens to me, she can always protect me. ”

"Later, when I got a name on the street, some people asked me to find a wife, and a few of them were really beautiful. Speaking of this, Charlie grinned, as if remembering those beautiful little. "But I thought, what should I do if I find a wife and my mother, if I move out to live, who will take care of her, it will be dragged down. ”

Then, Charlie said seriously to Al: "I want to defend the city, if nothing else, I want to protect my mother." His face was firm and sincere, although it was only a matter of him and his mother, it was solemn as if the emperor of Shenghui City was deciding the fate of tens of millions of people.

Al gave him the most standard aristocratic courtesy, then turned to leave. There is no longer any hesitation in the footsteps, and now that I have decided to carry it, I will no longer be confused.

It's just one more reason to win.

Al looked up at the sky, and a clear moon hung high in the sky. What a beautiful moonlight, what a beautiful person, that's why the world is so beautiful, so worthy of protection.