The orc army pressed against it with all its might, and the fortress walls were like a towering dam, bearing round after round of impact. The defenders of the fortress, which was short of troops and had a chaotic command system, were unable to cover all aspects of the first wall, which was nearly 20 kilometers long, and were quickly lost under the desperate attack of the orcs. The defenders fully shrank to the core line of defense, and the city between the two walls became a buffer zone, and the countless crippled regiments that had withdrawn and recuperated, in the absence of command, the enemy's situation was unknown, the strength was weak, and a large number of wounded men were carried out, relying on the nearby replenishment of the routed troops, and spontaneously relying on the city streets to carry out street battles, which bought a lot of time for the establishment of the core defense line and the retreat of the people and wounded in the city.

With the support of the two groups that were surrounded outside the city and the troops who spontaneously resisted inside the city, the fortress stood for five days, despite the appearance that it was about to fall, and finally waited for the news that the roundabout troops had been outflanked. The orc army, which had been exhausted in the siege and had now been cut off, stopped attacking and began to panic.

After the battle, almost half of the men and horses involved in the defensive battle were lost, and the Lawrence Imperial Army was left with only 11,000 men. The surviving defense troops also gathered about 60,000 surviving soldiers from the defenders of the fortress and mixed groups to participate in the siege and annihilation of the orcs by the roundabout troops.

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“...... Finally, by October 28, except for a few high-ranking officers and high-ranking military forces who broke through and disappeared, all the orcs in the encirclement had been killed or surrendered, and humanity finally won the final victory in the defense of St. Martin's Fortress. At last he had finished telling this exciting story, Master Dingle grabbed the water cup on the table and poured it non-stop, saying such a big thing in one breath that his throat was about to smoke.

Werther, as an audience, couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Participating in such an epic battle is something that any participant would be proud of, but his grandfather never mentions his performance in the big battle, either because he did badly in the first place, or because he hid something. Obviously it won't be the former, otherwise Grandpa wouldn't have become the Chief Archmage anyway, so what is Grandpa's hidden secret?

"Could it be that what Victor said is true?"

The seeds of doubt flashed through his heart, and Witt asked, "I heard...... His Majesty's leg was lost in that war?"

Master Dingle, who was still excited, suddenly fell silent as if he had been poured a basin of cold water, and the shame on his face flashed, but it was still caught by Werther, who was staring at him.

“...... It was the most difficult time in the encirclement, there were few people on the side of the imperial army, and the orcs regarded it as a key breakthrough direction, but they couldn't take it for a long time, the orc vanguard general Golden Retriever Lion King Leon personally led the assault and easily defeated the outer defense line of the imperial army, if it wasn't for His Majesty the Emperor leading the guards to decisively go up, the defense line would have collapsed at that time. His Majesty the Emperor and the Golden Lion King Leon fought for both defeats, but they could not get good treatment at all, not only did they not rest, but they also had to drag their injured bodies again and again to plug the gaps, and there was nothing in the battle, and they fell down almost immediately after the battle. ”

The look of shame appeared on Master Dingle's face again, and it did not dissipate for a long time, and the thin old man sat weakly in his chair, his head raised high, and leaned back in the chair.

“...... Because of his injuries, he insisted on fighting for so long, and His Majesty the Emperor left many old wounds that could not be healed, and it was also for this reason that he decided to abdicate early. ...... It's all our poor protection......"

Opportunity!

Seeing Master Dingle slumped weakly in the chair and trapped in the dark shadow of his memory, he knew that the best opportunity had come, and suddenly appeared from the shadow of the bookshelf, the short sword in his hand pointed forward, and the human sword was united to kill Master Dingle. At this time, not only Master Dingle himself was unconscious, but even Witt Dion, who was on the side, did not move as if he was frightened.

The grandmaster-level Min warrior, with an all-out thrust at a distance of 5 meters, does not have much time left for the target, not to mention that the target at this time is already immersed in his own world, and his reaction must be half a beat slower, and the young man next to him has never experienced a fight at a glance, and he is actually stupid. As soon as the sword stabbed out the black shadow, you knew that this time it was basically nine out of ten.

"Bang!~"

"Eh......"

The black shadow erupted with all its might, and the blade was about to pierce into the back of the chair, and the black shadow couldn't help but smile in celebration of victory. Suddenly, the black shadow only felt that his left leg was grabbed by something, and the inertia of the whole person was forcibly terminated, and he fell to the floor violently with the inertia. Stunned, he turned around to find that several shadowy hands reached out from the shadows of the bookshelf and grabbed his left leg......

"Shadow Bondage...... Dark magic?"

"Yes, you know that, too. ”

When the dark shadow heard the voice, he immediately turned his head to see that Master Dingle had already risen from his chair and was looking at him condescendingly. In an instant, the tentacles of the shadow had already wrapped around the Black Shadow Assassin. Witt Dion on the side couldn't help but be horrified, he didn't know anything about the existence of the assassin, and he didn't even notice how his grandfather was dancing in front of him while telling a story.

But that didn't stop him from completing the task he had set out for tonight.

"I found out as soon as he came in, and I thought he would endure until you left, but I didn't expect to be so breathless. Master Dingle had a short wand in his right hand at some point, and it was flashing with electric sparks, "Now, let's ask which friend is here to bring warmth at night...... Uh......"

"Whew!"

Before the words fell, Master Dingle only felt a pain in his chest, looked down at the half of the sword blade that came out of his chest and was stunned, as if he thought of something, and became peaceful.

"Grandpa, you haven't told you the story of that war. ”

With his mouth open, he breathed heavily, and his left hand pressed hard against the wound on his chest, Master Dingle shook his body and fell backwards, leaning against the desk to stabilize his body, and saw no movement, only to see that Witt Dion had been trapped by the shadow, and was steadily sent 3 meters away.

"Hehehehe...... Hahaha...... Looks like my good grandson already knows something. Master Dingle sat slowly on the ground against the desk, taking a big breath of air, "Over the years, I have often been unable to sleep at night, entangled in not knowing whether to tell you or not, and thinking that time can heal everything, I hope you can let go of your hatred and live in peace in the Lawrence Empire...... Well, now that you know, I'll tell you what you want to know the most......"

"Ahem...... Master Dingle said, and couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood, "...... It was at the height of the defensive battle, His Majesty had to drag his seriously wounded body to fight on the front line, and I had been fighting for several days in a row, and my spirit was a little weak, and in a magic duel with the orc sacrifice, Grandpa's Thunderstorm was blown away and fell behind our defensive line, blowing up half the street. It was full of civilians who had not been able to evacuate because the orcs had arrived too quickly, and had to come to us, helping with the fortifications, caring for the wounded, and cooking. ”

"At that time, the fighting was fierce, and there was no time to clean up the rubble, but fortunately there was no bombing of the supply dump. ”

"When the fighting is over, I don't have time to look for that neighborhood. Half of the block was littered with casualties, and there were wounded soldiers and the bodies of civilians, many of which were already incomplete. And then...... I found a badly wounded, hungry child at the edge of the rubble, and that was you. ”

"Over the years, I've tossed and turned every day, and it's only when I see you that I can calm down a little bit. I put all my energy into you, hoping to cultivate you into a talent, and when I see your progress again and again, I can sleep a little peacefully. ”

"I owe you this life, and it doesn't hurt if you take it...... Don't put yourself in it again, let's go. Master Dingle's clothes had been dyed red, and at this time, he was not only not angry at betrayal, but still focused on protecting the murderer: "The channel for you to learn the truth is the Holy See, since they want to borrow your hand to get rid of me, they must have arranged a way back for you." ”

The shadow that bound Werther Dion shrank back into darkness, and the murderer regained his freedom, standing stunned, not knowing what to do.

"Take the notes that grandpa just wrote, grandpa's life's work is in it, and without grandpa's hand-in-hand teaching in the future, it's up to you how much you can learn. Dark red blood began to spread on the ground, Master Dingle closed his eyes, his face was pale, leaning on the table behind him, as if he was dead, "You avenge your parents, you are worthy of being a son of man, don't take grandpa's affairs to heart." Hurry up, don't alarm anyone, leave the Empire!"

Witte Dion's face was complicated, he opened his mouth, but he could not say a word, and the expression on his face changed as if he regretted it, and then he became firm, and then he changed again...... In the end, he didn't say anything, gritted his teeth, and quickly ran down the tower. Hearing the sound of departing footsteps, a shallow smile slowly appeared on Master Dingle's face, and the ground touched by the tip of his right finger suddenly burst into flames, and quickly spread, and the black shadow assassin who knew his fate struggled desperately, but was still firmly tied by the shadow sale and could not move.

On the night of April 5, 4824 in the Bright Lunar calendar, a fire broke out in the mage tower of Dingle Dion, the chief archmage of the Lawrence Empire, and the Imperial Capital Garrison Command urgently dispatched troops to extinguish the fire. The fire was not extinguished until the afternoon of the next day, when the fire brigade found two charred bodies in the tower, one judged to be Archmage Dingle Dion and the other unknown, suspected to be the same day as the missing Witte Dion.

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"Child, without grandpa's care in the future, you have to live well......"

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When Qin Shouzhuo learned that Archmage Dingle, a staunch supporter of the royal family, had been assassinated, he was cultivating in the mountains. Sophia, who knew that this matter was very important, couldn't wait for Qin Shouzhuo's weekly routine trip out of the mountain to step on the plate, and hurriedly entered the mountain with a few guards to find Qin Shouzhuo.

Qin Shouzhuo was stunned directly after hearing the news, Master Dingle was assassinated, the murderer may be his favorite grandson Witt Dion, and the bodies of both of them were also charred, this way the god unfolded, Qin Shouzhuo couldn't understand how the Holy See did it - although there was no evidence, Qin Shouzhuo's intuition still believed that this pot of the Holy See had to be backed.

Master Dingle's attitude towards Werther is obvious to all, it makes everyone jealous, including the children of the royal family, and the other children of the Werther family are red and vomit blood, how could Werther assassinate his grandfather? Sophia, who was full of doubts, urgently went into the mountains to find Qin Shouzhuo.

"Shouchuang, what do you think of this?"

"There must be something strange about this. ”

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