The centuries-old walls still stand, like a warrior still standing tall and tall guarding the peace and tranquility of the city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Snowflakes fell from the thick clouds that descended south, melting in mid-air to form a drizzle, cold and wet, the flowers had long since withered, but the moss on the walls was still verdant. The drawbridge of the city of Famaidos was hoisted high at this moment, and the walls were filled with warriors armed with bows and arrows, these warriors were dressed in silver-white standard armor, and the feathers on their helmets swayed with the cold wind, as if to hint at the mood of the warriors at the moment, panicked and apprehensive.

No one knows how these tribes got here through the Imperial defense line, about 300 tall minotaurs, 500 green-skinned orcs, such a huge team is like someone has been cast invisibility magic, and no one even noticed that they have penetrated deep into the innermost part of the defense line!

What did all the troops responsible for the defense of the front line do, dereliction of duty or have they been eliminated without even a single person who escaped to report the news?

The most disturbing thing is that there are more than a dozen humans mixed in this orc team, in addition to two hundred people from the St. George Holy Light Cavalry Regiment escorting the orcs on both sides, and the warriors standing on the city wall are sure that they are not dazzled, and the blue and white unicorn banner can only be possessed by the strongest Holy Light Cavalry Regiment in the Empire.

Have these paladins betrayed the Empire and taken refuge in the barbaric orcs?

The dark clouds in their hearts grew thicker and thicker, and these warriors made a fuss, and their hearts were disturbed......

"How so, they are the sharpest knives in our empire, why should they take refuge in those green-skinned orcs?"

"Holy Angel, please send down divine punishment to punish those traitors!"

"I'm not dazzled, how did those orcs get through the line and get right under our noses?"

......

General Montgomery, who was in charge of the city's defenses, walked up to the top of the city wall and shouted: "Shut up for me, whoever says another word, I will sew his mouth!"

Montgomery was also puzzled in his heart, although the drizzle was not good, he was sure that the people standing under the city were those barbarian clans from the steppe, and he was very sure that the cavalry holding the white unicorn banner on a blue background and walking slowly was the people of the St. George Holy Light Cavalry Regiment.

While the soldiers on the tower were silent, Marlowe was talking to Donier.

"After so many days of hard work, we finally reached Famedos. ”

The orc Dornier had never reached the hinterland of Victor Province, because the Bloodblade Clan had a small population, so they would rest in place after looting enough food to survive the winter, and these small tribes could no longer participate in the Winter War unless ordered to do so by the Great Chief, and the only few times Dornier attacked the city south was not Famedos, but a few small towns around Tyrian City further east.

Looking up at the tall walls in front of him, Donnier felt that the spectacle was not far behind the orc's royal city, Orim.

"Human creativity is truly amazing. ”

"Yes, the seven main cities of Victor Province are so majestic, and the royal city of St. George's empire, Dorus, is even bigger than the one in front of you, and the walls are even taller and stronger, and even the great mammoths can easily enter and exit from the city gates. "The sight of the city of Malo Dorus is also very emotional.

Mecca rode a wolf to the other side of Marlowe and said, "Chief, in the future we must build a city that is even more majestic than the city of Dalus." ”

"Yes, our steppe tribe's own city!" agreed the minotaur Rejay Whitehoof.

"There will be a day like that!" Marlowe, like several orcs around him, clenched his fists and swore secretly.

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"Stop, who are you, identify yourself. Montgomery's lieutenant shouted at the comer.

The cavalryman holding the unicorn banner walked under the city gate, looked up and replied: "Your Excellency, I am Squadron Leader Barov Anderson of the St. George's Holy Light Cavalry Regiment, please inform His Royal Highness Prince Boris Williams and General Montgomery that my squadron has safely escorted Chief Marlowe's people to Famedos. ”

The adjutant turned his head to look at his commander, waiting for the order.

Montgomery remembered that His Royal Highness the Prince had a very good relationship with the boy from the tribe, and during this time he heard the rumors that His Royal Highness the Prince was going to cooperate with that Marlowe, and when he heard Barov's words, he had already believed seven points in his heart, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "His Royal Highness the Prince is too messy!"

"Your Excellency!" called out Barov again, seeing that the people on the wall did not reply. "Please inform His Royal Highness the Prince and General Montgomery that my squadron has been ordered by His Majesty to safely escort Chief Marlowe's people here. ”

"Uh-huh?" Montgomery was startled, it turned out that this was an order from His Majesty, and he personally walked to the edge of the female wall and spoke. "I am Montgomery, His Majesty is already on his way here, now please prove your identity and give us His Majesty's decree. ”

Montgomery waved his hand to his lieutenant, who commanded him to bring out the basket he had prepared on a daily basis, which had a fastening lid and a slender hemp rope tied to the lid, which was specially prepared for this situation.

I saw the adjutant pick up the rope and shake it, and when the basket flew quickly in the air, the hand holding the rope loosened, and the basket drew a graceful arc in the air across the moat and landed beside Barov.

Barov jumped off his horse and put everything in the basket, then fastened the lid.

The men on the walls quickly withdrew their ropes and hoisted the basket and its contents onto the walls.

The contents of the basket are one and two edicts, the magic fire paint on the original is intact, the lion king mark on it is lifelike without the slightest trace of passivity, and the accessories have been disassembled. There is also a clearance notebook and a golden token that radiates holy light, with the unicorn raising its front hooves from time to time as if it would fly out at any moment, and the back of the token is engraved with the troop number, as well as the position and name of Barov Anderson.

Montgomery first looked at the copy of the edict, the clearance notebook, and the token, and then held the original copy in his hand and waited for His Royal Highness to arrive.

The king's decree is not only these two, to be precise, it should be divided into four parts, with His Majesty keeping one copy, two copies for those who carry out the task, and one copy for the person who hands over the task.

For example, Barov has two copies in his hand, one of which is opened by him and made easy for others to see, and the other needs to be kept intact, and when it comes to the person who handed over the task, the person who handed over the task will take out the other copy, in order to prevent fakes, the magic fire paint on the two copies of the edict must be pasted together before it can be opened, otherwise the edict will burn itself and turn into a pile of ashes.

And in order to be more reliable proof, the split edicts correspond to each other, and the magic patterns on the cuts of the complete edicts are also different, and only when the originals are spliced together can they be restored to a complete one.

Now, before the arrival of His Royal Highness the Prince, everyone can only wait patiently, presumably the Prince will have one of the original edicts in his hand.