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The funny thing is that the main reason why they have not had a sense of existence is precisely because of the identity of this team in the Northern Army.

Ironically, this northern army, which was looked down upon by everyone in the group, showed the courage that no one possessed at this time in order to save these people who looked down on them.

Inexplicably, Kane was a little sad, not only him, but everyone present felt this way, and the captains who had avoided Kane's gaze before even had slightly red eyes and were speechless for a long time.

After a pause, Jerry continued, "It's just my teammates, I hope to be able to re-pick..."

"What are you talking about, Captain!" but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted, and a member of the team rushed up and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a grin: "Where there are orcs, there is our northern army, do you want to leave us behind?"

"It's too bad, this captain's heart is so bad, he actually wants us to go back with shame, I'm going to the Military Discipline Department to complain about you!"

"Captain Jerry, have you forgotten? Defending glory with a long sword is not the preserve of the Glory Knights, and the same is true of our Northern Army!"

Instead of guarding the Cachino Fortress and keeping the Orcs out, they were allowed to enter, and the Northern Army has been complained and even spat on since the war began.

But in fact, they hate themselves more than anyone else, and hate their failures.

For countless nights, those blood-stained comrades appeared in their minds, those civilians slaughtered by orcs, those trampled homes...

The wailing, the cries, the prayers, all of which are woven into a nightmare that makes it difficult for them to sleep.

They woke up from a nightmare and wept bitterly.

Because of this, in the face of the contempt and even scolding of the people and colleagues, they never refute it.

Since the moment the fortress was lost, they seemed to have become a living walking corpse, they trained frantically, just to kill one more enemy on the battlefield, only on the battlefield, they can find their lost dignity, glory, and find the home of their souls!

At the time of separation, all the team members lined up neatly and gave a meticulous military salute to this group of warriors, their eyes were red, their eyes were blazing, and their fighting spirit was burning inside.

It was only then that the young team began to understand the meaning of war!

Kane solemnly said to Jerry, "Sir Jerry, I swear that I will do my best to dig a river before the orcs surround you and ensure your safety!"

This is what he said, and it is also the heart of every player present.

Jerry laughed and led the team to turn around, but left a majestic back for everyone present.

The orcs were now entrenched in a shallow puddle in front of them, waiting for the forest fire to be extinguished, and the absence of prey to chase them allowed the naturally aggressive creatures to turn their attention inward.

The two orcs quarreled over the snatching of the corpse of a female swordsman, and when they disagreed, they brandished their weapons and fought in the clearing, while a bunch of orcs laughed and judged in unfamiliar language.

Although the orcs suddenly became clever and even began to play such high-end schemes, some innate things that are seared into their bones are still not so easy to change, for example...

Arrogant.

Every orc is arrogant, and their reverence for power makes them feel that they should be the masters of this world.

None of them were convinced, and they looked down on those who were shorter and weaker than them, and in their eyes they were a group of lambs to the slaughter.

So when thirty lambs to the slaughter suddenly appeared in their field of vision, the orcs immediately gasped for breath with excitement.

It's just that the many encounters in the war with humans over the years have taught these orcs something, such as what the elders of the clan have passed down from generation to generation: humans are cunning.

So even though the orcs were all gearing up, roaring in a low voice and trying to rush up, they were still stopped by the orc leader who kept rolling his eyes.

But as the thirty lambs to be slaughtered lay on the ground and giggled at them to make some provocative gestures, the orc leader's control had begun to weaken.

And when Jerry was the first to turn his back, and it was enough to pout his butt in anger at the teacher of the etiquette cultivation course, and 'poof' at the large army of orcs.......

“wawawa！”

“fhkuck！”

The orcs are going to eat people!

With red eyes and a roar like that of a wild beast, the orcs brandished their weapons and chased after Jerry.

The swordsman squad turned to leave, unhurried, like a leisurely walk, always keeping a distance from the orcs, and from time to time twisting their butts to make extremely coquettish provocative poses, sometimes shooting the short crossbows they carried with them.

"your grandma!"

"This arrow will send you second uncle, and this arrow will send you third uncle!"

It's hard to grasp the accuracy in high-speed action, but the orcs rushing over are too dense, no matter how you shoot, there are always one or two unlucky ones who are hit by the bull's-eye, and there is a miserable guy who directly shoots an arrow in the head, which makes people happy.

But the pleasure didn't last long.

As time passed, a hint of anxiety crept up between Jerry's brows, and although he still had a playful smile on his face, anyone could see the dark clouds underneath that smile.

At this time, it had only been six or seven minutes since the orcs were lured, but this team had already run seven or eight miles.

And according to this distance, they will reach the desperate mountain wall to the east in ten minutes at the latest.

Under the siege of thousands of orcs, these thirty swordsmen can only delay for a few more minutes at most, so is this enough time for Kane and them to dig up the river?

Once those orcs have eliminated them and returned to their original station, Kane on the mountain wall will be unreservedly exposed to the orcs, and the battle plan will be in vain!

For a moment, Jerry was a little anxious.

The only way to do this was to take a detour to the west, taking an S-shaped retreat route, but there was no doubt that once they were to the west, it would be easy for the orcs to look away at the large army digging the river on the other side of the mountain wall.

On the one hand, it is possible to expose the risks of everyone, and on the other hand, it is not necessarily possible to delay the time, both options hide this huge risk, what to do?

At this moment, a playful voice brought him the answer, a different choice!

"Captain..."A member of the team came to his side, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and sneered: "I didn't say you, you should eat less soybeans in normal times!"

"yes! almost didn't smoke me!" added another swordsman next to him.

Before Jerry could scold these two guys who had come to gag for some reason, a beam of white light suddenly poured out from the bodies of the two swordsmen.

The soft light brightened up the dark night sky, as if it seeped through the capillaries to penetrate the skin, and then the ziz burned more and more.

It's not an illusion, it's really burning, but the fuel that ignites this white flame is their fighting spirit and life!

As if wearing a layer of battle armor forged by white flames on their bodies, the two soldiers resolutely broke away from the formation with a gentle smile like a spring breeze, and met the black torrent behind them!

"Come on, fools!" their deep voices quickly drowned out

However, the blazing white flames seemed to form the most solid barrier in the world, stopping the charge of these hundreds of orcs behind them!

The world was not long in the blockade, and less than two minutes later, the white beam of light that lit up the night sky dimmed until it completely disappeared.

However, the remaining light and shadow found a hope for this team to complete the mission, a hope that would die, but it could create enough life for the other team members!

In twos and threes, they ignited all their fighting energy one after another, and pounced on the torrent of black monsters behind them one after another.

No commands, no instructions.

When the team member in charge of blocking fell, there were always two or three new team members who took the initiative to break away from the formation, smiling easily, like stars falling on the land, rushing towards the enemy with the most gorgeous and majestic figure in their lives.

Less than twenty miles away, this orc team spent more than forty minutes chasing the lambs they saw as waiting to be slaughtered!

They are weak, and at the same time they are strong!

What is weak is their strength, and what is strong is the momentum created with the belief that they will die.

When they rushed into the orc camp with this momentum of seeing death as home, every body language exuded an incomparably powerful power all the time, and in the face of these enemies who had been pierced through the chest by countless spears and pierced into hedgehogs, but they were still able to fight with a smile and wield a long sword, they were as powerful as the orcs were terrified.

Time is like water, there is no return, what should come always comes, no matter how long the journey is, there will be a day when it will end.

Jerry's team finally retreated to the deepest part of the valley, and behind them were only a cliff that was as high as a thousand feet, and only nine of their team members remained.

In front of them were powerful monsters that shook the earth as they ran, and countless monsters that had killed an unknown number of races in fear and left behind a great reputation!

It's just that at this moment, these nine weak human beings still have a smile on their faces, as if the sun is rising in the east, and it is like a spring breeze.

They are heroic and upright, and their morale is high!

"Array!"

With Jerry's order, a standard triangular charge formation quickly took shape, and almost at the same moment, the orcs in front of them actually took a step back!

These powerful races, known for their strength and ferocity, and proud of being a nightmare for any race, took a step back in front of a few weak humans they regarded as prey!

"Hahaha!" Jerry's face was already wet with tears, but he smiled brightly at the moment, he pointed at the orcs and laughed wildly: "See? brothers, these stupid bumps are afraid of us! They are scared of us!"

Yes, the orcs are afraid!

In the face of the successive deathless fights of this swordsman army, they have been branded with an indelible mark of terror, and no one knows when they will rush in with a full body of light and take whom they will go to hell together!

Instead of giving the aggressors a chance to regain their courage, Jerry raised his sword aloft and issued the last order of his career as a commander with the loudest voice of his life.

"Attack! Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

The oath that exploded under the night sky turned into a thunderclap that shook the sky at this moment, and spread to the distant sky along with the nine white flames that suddenly bloomed.

At this time, the orcs who have been shocked are not clear, this is just the beginning, in the face of their ferocious aggression, the human race, this weak race, has thousands of compatriots who can fight them to the death!

They didn't know that at the other end of the valley not far away, a group of warriors trampling on the raging waves were rolling in with the flames of killing intent and revenge...