As he galloped his horse, Kuden took the lead in lowering the knight's spear to the flat end, driving the seated horse to charge from the side.

In the night sky, the dull sound of horses' hooves was extremely clear, and with the help of the hazy moonlight, the orc cavalry finally spotted the human cavalry galloping wildly.

Some of the grumpy orcs chose to turn, hoping to pull the boar under their crotch over to hedge against the human cavalry. There are also orcs whose hair is on fire who choose to flee.

Of course, goblins have never been a particularly courageous race, and their choice is naturally to run away.

The orc troops, which had been slowed down by the low-lying ground, were even more panicked.

The cavalry of Lorrainburg had already begun to disperse, each choosing a target to charge at the enemy in front of them.

How to calculate the distance between yourself and the target is a compulsory course for every knight from the beginning of his apprenticeship. Day after day, year after year.

If it is a hedge under a high-speed sprint, it will definitely test the rider's eyesight, judgment, and determination.

But the chaotic orc troops, whose speed has not yet been raised, are simply live targets.

About two meters away from the horse's head, the powerful impact of the knight's spear running at full speed between the horse's spear easily pierced through those burly orc knights. While the spear pierces the enemy's body, it is specially designed to be fragile, and the middle of the mounted spear automatically breaks in order to reduce the knight's reaction force, leaving half of the spear in the opponent's body.

"Wow-" The orc's screams continued.

This further accelerated the confusion and panic of the goblin cavalry, who began to scurry around like blind flies.

At this time, the second wave of Lorinburg cavalry arrived. Seeing that none of the orcs were still sitting on the boar, this group of cavalry, mainly knights and apprentices, automatically adjusted their targets to those wild boars with thick skin and meat.

"Quack!" the piercing sound of pigs reverberated throughout the four fields.

"Sonorous!" the knights who had just rushed over drew their long swords, turned their horses slightly, and pursued the goblin wolf cavalry, who were weaker in hand-to-hand combat.

The moment he approached, he swung his sword and slashed flatly, and if it was estimated that the orcs could cut a shocking wound at most. But for goblins who are only one-third of the height of humans, just a sword blade can make the goblins split their corpses at once. The sharp sword drawn by the way can often hit the wolf that escapes with its tail between its legs.

In just a few minutes, the cavalry of the orcs was devastated.

Less than a kilometre away, Martin stood at the top of a high slope, letting the night breeze blow his cheeks and sway his black hair.

With the wind, he could easily reach the terrible howls of countless orcs before they died, coming from the old Lorraineburg.

Although it is not directly downwind of Old Lorrainburg, people in the southeast of New Lorrainburg can still smell the smell of burning.

Some gag, others cheered.

Looking at the fire that seemed to burn the night sky to the ground, Martin called softly in his heart: "Gilgamesh, didn't you say that you were going to burn that ugly castle?

A figure glowing with golden light appeared beside Martin on its own.

Martin noticed that while Gilgamesh was so dazzling, his two close guards, Garl and Sylvie, didn't react at all.

That's probably ...... Jin shining, his old man's soul projection, right?

The golden figure seemed to be able to dispel all dark light, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day, and the eyes that were as bright as blood exuded a mysterious brilliance that was not angry and self-threatening.

He clasped his hands to his chest: "Hmm." As a king's cultivation, this is a good start...... But ......"

I don't know which old man once said a famous saying - 'but' before the content is all nonsense.

Sure enough, Gilgamesh pointed his finger into the distance, and Martin's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Farther to the southwest, there was a heavy crowd of people, and it was clear that there was a second wave of orcs there.

Martin slapped his forehead, apparently the bastards had lost their way and had only now found Old Lorrainburg. Orcs come and go, and they don't run to the fire to burn themselves.

So here's the problem.

Will it reveal the existence of the new Lorraine Castle as planned, and attract the remaining orcs like a fire that attracts moths? Or will it temporarily avoid the enemy's edge, endure it, and wait for Lorraine to become stronger?

A mysterious smile curled into Gilgamesh's mouth: "O inheritor of my will, now is the time for you to show me the strength of the king's backfill." To the inheritor who can inherit my strength, courage, wisdom, and beauty, even if I am only a wisp of soul, I will do my best to reward you with the greatest reward. But if you don't have enough energy, or if you're a fool who doesn't do your best to kill yourself, then I'm sorry!"

Danger is bound to exist!

There is no such thing as a 100% win-win war.

Even rabbits can bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone brutal orcs.

Now Martin had only 120 spearmen left, more than forty archers who were about to return, and a few hundred militiamen who were not very good at fighting.

In the face of the orc rear team with unknown numbers and troops, even if various arrangements were made early, Martin was still not sure of victory.

It may be foolish to provoke a strong enemy, but once you win, the rewards are also abundant. First of all, after defeating a strong enemy, Gggint should not be able to organize a new offensive for a long time, and the new Lorraine Castle will usher in a relatively stable period of development, with the efforts of Martin as a traverser, its prospects can be imagined.

Then there's the glittering prize.

Martin will never forget how powerful Gilgamesh is as a being who stands at the top of the Valhalla Throne. Whether it was his most awesome treasure [Groundbreaking Star], or the prototype of all the treasures on the earth that he had in his [King's Treasure], all of them made Martin's eyes hot.

"Isn't it just a 'dry' word? What are you afraid of? Don't just do it!" Gritting his teeth, Martin had already made his decision.

Gilgamesh, who was like-minded, burst into a wild laugh: "Hahahaha! Hahaha, you're really interesting! It's okay! Greed is not original sin, it's a good thing! As long as you have the strength to be worthy of this greed...... Or maybe it's luck!"

The golden flash disappeared from Martin's mental world, with an intriguing smile......

Martin quickly understood the meaning of the golden smile.

When he ordered New Lorraine to light torches and show the orcs his presence, he saw a huge figure slowly approaching in the distance.

It's a being that shakes the mountains with every step!