The troops entered the city safely, walking on the long snow-capped street, the first thing Zi Chuanxiu saw was the granaries in the west of the city, the tall circular granaries were each five or six meters high, one after the other towering, dense, for a time I couldn't count how many, these granaries were far higher than the private buildings in the city, very conspicuous.

The streets of the city are sparsely populated, and there are onlookers scattered in twos and threes, and some of them are local orcs. Looking back, on the high city wall, the officers were shouting loudly, and the archers of the demon clan were lifting the jǐng ring, and the team was coming down from the walkway of the city wall. Their team passed by the orc team, and the two teams headed in the same direction, both heading to the demon army garrison in the city. The orc soldiers gazed hungrily at the demon archers close at hand, like a pack of wolves looking at a flock of sheep. Several high-ranking officers kept glancing at Zichuan Xiu, signaling that now was a good opportunity to make a move. : Zichuan Xiu also felt that there was indeed a good opportunity now, but he couldn't help it: at the end of the team, he still had nearly a third of his men and horses who had not entered the city, and if the demons suddenly closed the city gate, then he would become unable to echo the end.

He observed for a while, and the demon archers around the city wall were probably three or four brigades, not the main force of the demon army. It's likely that their main force is still in the station.

He coughed under his breath and whispered, "Keep an eye on the terrain around you." "The officers immediately understood that street fighting was about to break out, and the side familiar with the terrain and environment could often take advantage of it.

Suddenly, several half-orc soldiers began to quarrel, "A large group of people are persuading to fight, but those angry soldiers can't persuade them, the more they scold, the more fierce they become, and finally they actually start fighting, and a large group of soldiers are watching and commenting on the side, and even those half-orc civilians on the road have come to see the excitement." The entire street was blocked, and even the demon archers who were about to return to the camp could not get through, and the neat queue became messy. The demon officer at the head of the archery team ran to Delen: "Ahem!

You! Your subordinates are in our way! Sort out your subordinates, what kind of mess has it become?"

Delen pretended to shout a few times, but it didn't have any effect at all. He approached and gave orders pointing and scolding, shouting loudly and scolding, attracting the attention of everyone in the audience: the archers of the demon clan widened their blue eyes and looked at him with a silly, almost cute expression, but they didn't notice that the old orc officer in front of him was pointing fingers. When this performance was carried out with foaming mouth, the other orcs had already spread silently everywhere, occupying the junction and various key locations, faintly forming an encirclement of the demon archery.

And Zichuan Xiu led a group of people, intentionally or unintentionally, to the entrance of the stairs of the city wall, a small group of demon infantry was guarding there, and a demon soldier led by them shouted at them: "What are you doing here?"

"Look at the sun. Zichuan Xiu replied casually. The simple-minded demon soldiers couldn't help but look up at the sky, the sky was cloudy, and yīn was heavy.

He couldn't help but ask, "Where is the sun?"

"So we're looking for it!" said Shikawa Xiu impatiently, as if the demon soldier had asked the boss a stupid question that interfered with his concentrated work. The sluggish demon soldier didn't know how to answer for a while, his eyes blinked, and he couldn't react. He couldn't figure out why anyone would look at the sun, and they had to look at the sun in the jǐng precept area? But looking at the "half-orc" in front of him so arrogantly, he must have a reason, right?

Since they didn't want to go up to the castle tower, it didn't seem like a hindrance to let them "look at the sun" here, right?

Zichuan Xiu looked in the direction of the city gate, and his team had all entered the city. Look at the street again, the noise is getting louder and louder, a large group of people block the street, here, several half-orcs are fighting, hundreds of idlers in the city are watching, crowded to the brim; a carriage in the city gently wiped the clothes of a half-orc soldier, the soldier immediately "fainted" without saying a word, and his companions immediately felt dissatisfied, pulling the owner of the car and shouting noisily: "My friend's body is very fragile, and if I hit you, I will pay at least 400,000 taels of silver!" As a result, the carriage stopped in the very center of the street, and blocked the carriage behind it, blocking a long string. The chaotic Cheng dù is even stricter than just now.

Several orc officers shouted loudly in the crowd, pointing fingers and issuing various inconsistent orders: "Half to the left, half to the right, and half to the middle!" They were scrambling to form a team, but like a novice officer with insufficient ability, they always messed things up, and that kind of clumsy Cheng dù made the demon officer next to him look eager to come and kill him. As a result, the team became more and more chaotic, more and more scattered, and the situation was messed up. The demon officer cursed in a low voice, and ordered the archers to compress to the side of the street to make room for the "stupid officer" to use as a team.

"It's time. Zi Chuanxiu glanced at the surrounding orcs, and the soldiers clenched the weapons in their hands without saying a word, and their eyes glanced at the demon guard soldiers who didn't know that a catastrophe was coming. A sharp whistle overwhelmed all the chaos on the street, and it was the secret signal from Shikawa Xiu. In an instant, the long street was boiling, and in the queue of the orcs, there was a long clear sound of "poof-", four thousand machetes were unsheathed at the same time, and a dense forest of bayonets was shining in the air.

"Kill!" A thunderous roar, it was Bran who was yelling: "Avenge our flesh and blood compatriots, don't be soft!" In an instant, a storm of flesh and blood was lifted. The orc soldiers roared angrily and swooped down on the demon archers who were close at hand. The demon archers didn't even have time to take out their weapons, and their eyes widened in fear as they looked at the attacking enemy, their faces pale.

Someone was exclaiming, "What's going on?" and before he could get an answer, a stabbing gun had stabbed him through the chest. Someone raised his wooden bow in vain to block, and the orc's seemingly infinite force swung his machete and slashed him in two. Some people trembled and began to draw their bows and arrows, but their hands trembled, and only one or two arrows were struck, which had been cut off by the half-orcs who rushed closely; some people were so frightened that their feet were so weak that they sat on the ground, their faces were white, their eyes were straight, and they couldn't react; a few demon soldiers equipped with melee weapons tried to defend themselves, but the next second they were swallowed up by a sea of thousands of orcs, like a small wave under the storm that disappeared into the huge waves, and they didn't even send out a bubble. Because the distance between the two sides was less than a few meters, the melee together, the archers who were not good for close combat suffered greatly. One by one, the archers screamed and fell to the ground, and the wounded fell to the snow and muddy streets, so the attacking orcs trampled their heavy feet over him without mercy and continued to slash the next one.

The thrilling shouts of the orcs were mixed with the shouts of the demon archers and loud cries for help. Their long queue had been compressed to the corner of the long street, and they were suddenly attacked, and there was no place to hide or set up, and a group of people huddled together and could not use it, and the heavy mace of the orcs could always kill four or five of them with a single blow.

At the same time as the whistle was issued, Zi Chuan Xiu raised his knife and cut off the head of a demon soldier with a single sword, and then pounced in the direction of the steps of the city wall. The demon soldier just now had a little bit of a bright mind, and looking at the scene of blood splashing in front of him, he let out a frightened cry: "What are you doing?"

"Look at the sun!" Zi Chuanxiu was still in that casual tone, but his body was as fast as a tiger, and he had already pounced in front of him in an instant, and stabbed into the chest of the demon soldier with a knife. The demon soldier looked at the wound on his chest in disbelief, and with an incredible expression, he slowly fell soft, blood foamed from the corner of his mouth, and muttered a final question: "Where is the sun?"

"So we're looking for it!" Zi Chuanxiu pulled out his knife, looking at the wide-open, deadly eyes of the demon soldiers, and for some reason, he suddenly felt guilty, as if it was really a very undesirable thing to deceive this honest man. When he raised his head, there was already a sword shadow around him, and the detachment he led was attacking the demon guards on the city wall. Above the steps, more than a dozen demon archers were still firing arrows, and the bayonets were putting up their last desperate resistance, trying to wait for their reinforcements to arrive. But obviously, they couldn't stand it anymore, hundreds of orcs stormed up the steps, regardless of casualties, regardless of the rain of arrows above their heads, one arrow fell and the other immediately took over, just rushed up, this fierce killing power, it was really chilling to watch. The capture of the city was in an instant.

"Your Excellency. Zichuan Xiu turned his head, only to find that Shirakawa had been behind him, pressing the knife with his hand, silently guarding himself in the crowd just now. At this time, her eyes were full of doubt: "Your body ...... Have you already recovered?"

"Huh?" Zichuan Xiu thought of this question at this time. In fact, as early as the ambush battle with him, he had already realized that his martial arts had already recovered, and his internal strength had recovered somewhat, but he had never told Shirakawa about them. Under the excitement just now, he naturally used his usual moves, no wonder Shirakawa and the others had doubts. Before he could reply, Shirakawa exclaimed, "Be careful," and a stray arrow was flying diagonally from above in this direction.

Shikawa Xiu reached out and drew his knife almost without thinking. "Ding", but the stray arrow has been knocked away by Shirakawa first. But with this move, Bai Chuan has already seen that Zi Chuan's martial arts are indeed recovering, but they have not yet reached the level of rì, and even there is a certain distance from the current Bai Chuan. But after all, he is recovering, as long as he takes time to rì, he can one day return to the level of rì.

"That's wonderful, my lord!" Shirakawa stared at Shirakawa Xiu, his eyes full of joy.

Zi Chuan Xiu's heart moved, and at this time, a huge shout sounded on the city: "Long live!" The half-orc warriors had already captured the city, and the golden lion banner of the demon clan had been thrown down from the city, and thousands of half-orcs cheered and jumped on the city, waving the swords and guns in their hands, shouting, shouting! Zi Chuanxiu shouted badly: this group of simple-minded guys thought that occupying the city was equivalent to everything being fine, and the main force of the demon clan had not yet been dispatched, and they had already won the victory in Daqing. The heart of victory often makes people arrogant, and the soldiers certainly do not have the indomitable spirit that they had just fought to kill.

Zichuan Xiu immediately called Bran: "Leave a hundred archers at the head of the city, and the rest, come down and prepare for street fighting!"

Stop yelling, we haven't won yet!"

Bran immediately carried out Shikawa Shu's order.

Before he could pull his troops down from the city, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard from the other side of the street: the main force of the demons in the city had arrived. At the end of the road, there was a hustle and bustle, and in the gray of the snow and dust, thousands of demon cavalry appeared, and there was a sword light in the sky, and they were roaring and approaching, and the sound of sonorous horses' hooves and iron weapons colliding was deafening. Two thousand demon cavalry led the way, followed by more than three thousand demon infantry. The momentum of such an army was also extremely grand, but because it was detained in the narrow streets, the troops could not be deployed.

At this time, the long street was already empty, and as soon as the fierce fighting just began, all the onlookers and pedestrians and vendors on the street disappeared without a trace in a second. The half-orc soldiers who had just won the victory stood in a daze on the long street, hearing the rumbling hooves of horses, and seeing the demon madness that had been slaughtered, their hearts were pounding, and their hands clenched the weapons in their hands hard, and their eyes were dazed. Standing on the castle tower, Zichuan Xiu's face was solemn. The narrow road on the long street, the strength of the two sides is equal, this is an inevitable fierce battle.

If you win, you can take the entire city in one fell swoop, and if you lose, the rebel army will have to lose all its meager possessions.

Bai Chuan whispered an idea next to him: "My lord, order the troops to shrink intensively and fight the demons in the city gate area." Here we occupy the tower, and the archers can cover the brethren below. ”

"Can't retreat!" Zi Chuanxiu shook his head and said: "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, as soon as we retreat, the morale will fall, and the cavalry of the demon clan will rush over in one breath when they gain momentum, and the archers can't stop them." ”

He walked down the city tower, jumped on his war horse, came to the half-orc queue on the long street, and shouted, and his voice sounded in everyone's ears like thunder: "Seven soldiers, the fate of the motherland is in the hands of you and me! The first battle today will determine the fate of the Far East from now and even a thousand years from now! Will you die as a Zìyóu person, or will you live as a slave of the demon clan?"

Speaking of this, he slammed the steel helmet hat to the ground, then drew his sword in his hand, and pointed at the rolling demon cavalry in front of the blade: "Whoever is loyal to the Far East, loyal to the Holy Temple, loyal to the motherland, will all be killed with me!"

With that, he stabbed his horse, raised his saber, and stepped forward. Bai Chuan immediately screamed: "Defend Your Highness!" With seven human masters escorting, he followed Zichuan Xiu on horseback. This small handful of people rushed towards the surging array of demons, just like a baby under the age of one challenging a giant. The orc soldiers around them were all stunned by their actions.

A shrill shout broke the silence of the whole army, and the orc Bran was so impatient that his nostrils seemed to be spewing fire: "Defend our Far East, but let the human women rush ahead!

Then, he followed.

"Lucky son, follow me!" the orc Busson roared, "God Audi will bless the bravest!"

In an instant, the crowd boiled. The orc cavalry did not hesitate to rush forward. The infantry followed closely, and the people were surging, and the momentum was not inferior to the cavalry of the demon clan. At this time, Shikawa Xiu had already encountered the enemy's cavalry vanguard. The leading officer of the demon cavalry saw several human cavalry rushing towards him, and he didn't expect that this was the enemy: even the most arrogant madman would not dare to make such a crazy move, and dare to attack as many as two thousand demon cavalry with less than ten people.

"Who are you?" he asked, staring at the approaching young human, in the demon language.

Zi Chuanxiu didn't reply, just rode his horse forward, he and a cavalry at the front of the demon clan had already touched the horse's head, he straightly raised his knife and cut off the head of this cavalryman with a "swish". The demon cavalry immediately burst into a burst of noise, and more than a dozen demon cavalrymen who rushed to the front surrounded him in unison, and five or six sabers slashed down from mid-air, cutting his head directly, but he saw a figure flickering, Zi Chuanxiu's body twisted, and he had disappeared under the saddle, hiding in the belly of the horse, and all the attacks were all in vain.

At this moment's delay, Shirakawa had already killed, and seven human cavalry also followed, jumping into the battle with the demon cavalry. These cavalrymen are all good hands of the Xiuzi battalion, they are one in a thousand, and they are specially out to protect Zichuan Xiu, and they are all extraordinary.

The small human cavalry was like a terrible whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye, it smashed into the array of the demon clan and protected Zi Chuanxiu.

Wherever the whirlwind went, all I heard was the sound of a fierce metal knock with clanging bells, and it was the saber slashing on the iron armor and helmet of the demons, splashing a little spark. The scene was extremely chaotic, and the demons in front were unprepared, so they were chilled to kill, and the queen retreated in despair, but the demons behind were shouting one after another: "Wagra!

Kill!) Because of the narrowness of the long streets, they could not use their forces, and there was no way to reinforce their front army. People and horses crowded and hugged each other, and the war horses bit and kicked each other. A loud thunderous sound sounded from behind: The cavalry of the half-orcs has been killed! He knew that the destructive power of the cavalry's high-speed impact was extremely terrifying, and he and his subordinates were between the demons, and the place was unavoidable, and his humans would inevitably bear the brunt of the impact. In an instant, he had already made up his mind, and let out a sharp whistle: "Abandon the horse, go to the roof!"

When his subordinates suddenly heard this order, they were all stunned, and before they could understand, Zi Chuanxiu had already taken the lead in demonstrating for them: he turned over from the saddle and jumped slightly, and the person had already gone up to the roof of the roadside bungalow, turned around and shouted down: "Come up!"

Shirakawa and other subordinates suddenly realized and followed suit. They were all good chosen by Jīng, and it was a no-brainer to jump on the roof of such a low bungalow. It's just that when the last guard jumped up, the demons had already reacted, and several archers released arrows one after another, turning him who was in the air into an arrow target, he screamed, and his true anger was vented, and he immediately fell down and fell to the snow.

At this moment, thunderous horses' hooves rang out, and thousands of half-orc cavalry rushed forward and launched an attack on the demon army. The momentum, like a mountain offering a tsunami, is irresistible. The war horses that were discarded by Zichuan Xiu and them were frightened by this terrible momentum and neighed in despair, but there was nowhere to hide. The fallen guard was instantly overwhelmed by the madness of ochre and the roar of the horse's hooves.

Lying on the roof, all the human beings closed their eyes, unable to bear to look at the tragedy in front of them, but in their hearts they already imagined the tragedy of the man's flesh and blood when he was trampled by thousands of horses' hooves. There was a huge noise and the sound of clanging weapons fighting below, deafening, and the two armies were already fighting.

The orcs had the upper hand with the onslaught at the beginning, and their vanguard penetrated deep into the enemy line, only to hear a wail and moan, and the orcs wielded their maces, and with terrible force, slashed head-on, smashing the brains of the demon soldiers.

The demon cavalry fell to the ground in rows and was trampled by the horses' hooves. This momentum is like thunder destroying a small tree, invincible.

But the resistance of the demon army was still quite fierce, and they slowly established themselves and began to counterattack. Both armies have a strong will to fight, but the objective environment limits them from committing more troops. The battle of tens of thousands of people, but because of the restrictions of houses on both sides of the street, it can only be squeezed into a narrow street that can only accommodate ten people in parallel, and the battle surface is very narrow. On that battle line, countless weapons were inserted into almost every gap: sharp spears, sharp machetes, pitch-black javelins, weapons were so dense that they actually blocked the sight of the soldiers on both sides, and people couldn't see the enemy on the opposite side, the only thing they knew was to keep stabbing the spear in their hand forward, swinging the machete in their hand, and then feeling the touch of the gun piercing into **, and the friction sound of the sharp blade cutting the bones "creaking and creaking". At the same time, he was also slashed, pierced, and split by the weapons on the opposite side one after another...... The killers were also killed. The screams continued, a dense metal reflection, and a dense wood-like group of spears, and it was hard to imagine that any flesh and blood body could survive such a terrible metal storm.

Every second, a demon soldier fell down screaming, and at the same time, a half-orc groaned and lay down weakly.

Due to the limitations of the terrain, neither side has the means to carry out a larger offensive, so they can only pour all their strength into the narrow contact surface, and the formations of both sides are equally thick, and neither side can break through the other.

The long snow-capped street resembles a terrible meat churn, mercilessly sucking the blood of soldiers on both sides. Vera, the leader of the half-orc team, first found that things were not good! If he continued at this speed, when the demons were eliminated, his troops would be finished, and he would not have the strength to deal with the reinforcements of the demons, but in the current situation, it was impossible to retreat: if one side retreated first, the other side would definitely take advantage of the victory to chase and kill, and in a panic, the whole army would definitely collapse.

At this moment, Shikawa Xiu poked his head out on the roof and shouted at him, "Come up!

Vera immediately woke up from a dream and shouted, "Archers, bayonets, climb up to the roof! Quickly, occupy the commanding heights!" The orc soldiers who could not squeeze up to participate in the battle responded to the order, some looking for ladders, some looking for duffel bags to step on, and some took ladders, stepped on the shoulders of their comrades, and hurriedly climbed up. Under the weight of the orc's heavy body, the roofs of the humble bungalows creaked, and the residents who hid inside could not help but tremble when they heard the great noise outside, and prayed that their houses would not collapse in the next quarter of an hour. But now, none of the fighters on the long street cared about that.

"Quick! Go to the top of the demon clan and hit hard!" Zichuan Hideming ordered to the nearly three hundred orc soldiers who had climbed up. The soldiers responded violently, they had been squeezed at the back of the line just now, they had not been able to participate in the battle, they had long been holding back a murderous aura, and now they had such a good opportunity, and they gritted their teeth one by one. For urban planning reasons, the houses on the side of Kearney Street are of the same size, the same size, and are connected to each other. That is, if you climb on one roof, all the roofs will be unobstructed. Under the leadership of Shikawa Shu, this task force went to the roof on the side of the demon clan in complete ignorance. When the demon army in the middle of the queue was waiting to go into battle to kill the enemy, suddenly, there was a creaking sound above their heads. A curious demon infantry raised his head and looked up, and shouted, "Ahhhhh

The foot and cavalry of the demon clan looked up one after another, and a scene that stunned them appeared in front of them: facing the noon sun, the sun was dazzling, and countless orc archers and spearmen suddenly appeared on the eaves overhead, densely lined up in several rows on the eaves, and hundreds of strong bows that were fully drawn were facing them! After a stunned silence, the demon soldiers let out a soft exclamation: "Dunaji (Oh my God)!"

The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, and the other side was at a condescending angle, and the soldiers and horses of their own side were completely crowded in the narrow and unconcealed streets, which would be the best bow and arrow to kill the target! Suddenly, a terrifying cry tore through the silence: "Setnara! ）”

The demon army group suddenly became a mess, and everyone tried their best to push me and hug me, and they all wanted to hide behind others, which caused a great chaos in the whole team, and that kind of wolf bèi was like never before. At the same time, only a clear voice was heard: "Release!"

The sharp arrows in the sky poured down like a torrential rain on the heads of the unconcealed demon soldiers. Because the two sides were so close and the targets were so crowded, almost every "raindrop" of this torrential rain did not miss, and each time it fell, it caused incessant screams and blood. The half-orc archers continued to attack in turns, and in less than a few minutes, the demon army in this tens of meters had collapsed, leaving a large number of corpses and groaning wounded on the ground. Some of the remaining demon soldiers just squeezed back with all their might, trying to cover themselves with other people's bodies, but the other demons are not stupid, and the result of this is that all the demon soldiers in this area are struggling to retreat, hitting the order of the troops behind. But the orc's attack did not stop, and a large number of bayonets threw javelins from the rooftops, and the ferocious javelins easily pierced the body of the demon soldiers with terrifying force. The demon soldiers and horses trembled, groaned, and lost their souls, and collapsed.

The damage of the sudden attack was not very serious, and hundreds of demons were killed, but the impact and consequences were terrible. The whole team began to move, and the other parts of the demon clan saw that the chaos here was unclear, so someone was the first to shout: "Oh no! The orcs have cut us off!"

In less than ten minutes, all the demons were shouting, "We are surrounded!

There was chaos in the rear of the demons, and the fluctuations immediately affected the front line, and when I heard that the orcs had outflanked the back road, the morale of the demon soldiers who were fighting on the front line couldn't help but decline, and they began to retreat slightly. Bran, who was supervising the battle on the front line, immediately discovered the weakness of the demon soldiers, and he immediately took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, shouting vigorously: "Our army has won! The demons are retreating! Brothers, go on!"

Under the advantages of the other, the half-beasts are full of energy, attacking wildly, advancing step by step, while the demons are retreating step by step, one step, two steps, three steps...... Under the fierce attack of the orcs, they could not stand, their positions had begun to loosen, at first they retreated consciously, but then they couldn't help themselves: when everyone was retreating, the slowest retreat naturally became the target of all the opponent's weapons, so they retreated faster and faster, from fighting and retreating to fleeing with their backs to the enemy, and the organized retreat finally turned into a complete rout.

Thousands of demon soldiers shouted, "Let's go!" The rout was like a whirlwind and clouds, pouring down from the long street.

The half-orc cavalry gave hot pursuit, and the cavalry roared and chased forward, the fierce hooves of the horses crushing the thin ice on the road, and the ice droplets splashed, like a whirlwind suddenly blowing on the long street, and the shining sabers dazzled under the midday sun. They ferociously slashed the fleeing demon soldiers from behind, and the archers fired arrows from the rooftops of the streets to kill the rout of the demons.

The rout of the demon soldiers and horses is inevitable. The sun peeked out of the clouds, and the sun was faint. Zichuan Xiu rode a horse, accompanied by Shirakawa, Busen and other high-ranking officers, and galloped through the long street. The heralds along the way rushed to report: "Your Highness, the captain of the Vera team reports: The first regiment has taken the camp of the demon army!"

"Your Highness, the first regiment has taken the granary!

"Your Highness, the second regiment pursued the defeated army of the demon clan and has surrounded them in the direction of the West City Gate! Our army has taken control of the West Gate, and they have nowhere to escape! The leader of the Bran team asks for reinforcements!"

"Your Highness, the highest officer of the demon clan in the local area has been discovered, and he has committed suicide!"

The good news was frequent, looking at the corpses of the demon soldiers who were wolf-like all the way by the horse's hooves, and the piles of human and horse corpses, his heart was filled with a high-spirited feeling of a conqueror: The huge city is under my feet, and this is the first city that belongs to me! Everywhere he went, the half-orc soldiers who had won the bloody victory raised their weapons to him and cheered: "Your Highness the King of Light, long live!" The soldiers all knew whose credit was most significant in today's battle. Although Shikawa Shu was the commander appointed by the temple, it was only with this great victory that his position in the orc army was truly confirmed.

The group was in high spirits, fast horses, trampling on ice and snow, splashing snow in all directions, and falling like hailstorms.

"Shirakawa!"

"Yes!" Shirakawa, who had taken a step behind him, responded.

"Take my order arrow and inform Bran: open the west gate and let the remnants of the demon army survive. ”

"The trapped beast fights to the death, the demon soldiers have no way to escape, and they will inevitably fight back to the death, and our army will suffer heavy casualties at that time. The purpose of our army was to occupy the city, and now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to sacrifice the lives of our soldiers needlessly. ”

Shirakawa had a look of embarrassment on his face, and Shirokawa Xiu's voice was slightly stern: "Don't you want to execute the order right away?" Shirakawa sighed, leaned closer to Shirokawa and whispered, "My lord, where did we get the arrows?"

Shikawa Xiu: "............"

The two were busy looking for a long time, and finally Bai Chuan couldn't help but peel off Zi Chuanxiu's coat: "I'll use this as a token!"

(Zi Chuanxiu was furious: "There are so many dead corpses of demon soldiers, why don't you strip them?")

Shirakawa: "I'm sorry, let the girl take the clothes of the dead body, you can say it!"

Shikawa Xiu: "Then there are so many Zoe warriors......"

Shirakawa: "I don't have a grudge against them. ”）

Someone found ink, and Zichuan Xiu crookedly wrote the word "Xiu" on the coat and signed the rì period. Shirakawa grabbed his coat and rushed to give the order in a gust of wind, leaving Shikawa Xiu trembling on horseback. At this time, another officer came to report that some orc soldiers who had entered the city were entering the houses of the local residents and robbing the local residents.

When Zichuan Xiu heard this, he was furious: "We are a rebel army, not bandits!"

"Busen, you go and straighten out the military discipline!

"No problem!" the orc agreed, but, "Your Highness, I also need a 'Ling Arrow'!"

He took Zi Chuanxiu's boots away, and muttered: "The material of these boots is really good, the best wolf skin, it is the most suitable to take back to the mother-in-law at home! It is that there is a smell of stinky salted fish, just dry it for a few days......" Seeing Zi Chuanxiu glaring at him, he immediately changed his tone and said: "Your Highness, you forgot to write the word 'Xiu' on it!"

Next, Delen took Shikawa Xiu's wallet. He claimed to be going to seal the granary, but Shikawa Xiu saw that he had just taken two steps and opened his wallet and looked inside vigorously - of course, Shikawa Shu sneered maliciously, of course it was empty.

When Bran heard the news, he immediately heard the news and came over to snatch Zichuan Xiu's watch. Vera was a step too late. By the time he arrived, Shikawa Xiu had almost already taken a jīng light. His eyes blinked as he stared at the King of Light trembling in the ice and snow, and his eyes sparkled with ill intentions.

Zi Chuanxiu shuddered: "You, you...... What do you want to do?"

Vera smirked, "I want this!" he took Shikawa Xiu's bearskin hat away.

On the long street of corpses, the victor let out a deep howl: "What a crushing victory!"

This became a tradition of the Far Eastern Legion, and after each victory, the orcs who had done great things would happily run to their King of Light to ask for various rewards for his belongings, and force him to sign autographs on them. Later historians often say that this is another wise move by the King of Light, the purpose of which is to enhance the unity and cohesion of the Far Eastern Army, so that the Far Eastern Army can maintain such a strong morale and fighting spirit, and win undefeated......

"Nonsense!" Zichuan Xiu said with tears in his eyes: "It's all caused by that stinky woman in Shirakawa!

By the early afternoon, the organized resistance of the demons in the city had basically been cleared. But there are still many brave soldiers in the middle who have not given up resistance, fighting from the east gate of the city to the west gate of the city, and the long street is full of people who are fighting.

The lone demon soldiers, despite being surrounded by more than a dozen or hundreds of enemies, still fought endlessly, waving their weapons against the wall with their backs to make the final resistance to the orcs. There are dozens of demon soldiers who stubbornly resisted, occupying the residents' rooms, relying on the narrow exit, to make the last resistance, and at the door, the attacking orcs were dead and wolf. The tenacity and resistance of the demon soldiers surprised the orcs very much, and they all sighed that the reason why the demon army was able to crisscross the continent naturally had its superiority, and it was worthy of the reputation of the strongest army in the continent.

But their leader, Zichuan Xiuke, didn't have much martial dignity and didn't know how to respect this awe-inspiring jade shattered jīng god. He ordered a fire to be set and burned to death all the demon soldiers who would rather die than give in. In the afternoon, the fighting in the city had subsided. But the streets were still empty, and the residents thought that some unknown rogue had taken over the city, and they did not dare to go out. But seeing that the rebels were staying at the demon station's place in good order, sweeping the corpses on the streets, and not disturbing the civilians, the residents were slightly relieved. There are those who are bold and pull the soldiers of the rebel army to ask for their identities. The soldiers replied, "We are the Temple army under the command of the King of Light!"

The answer spread lightning throughout the city. Residents poured out of their hiding homes, and the streets lined the streets in the morning to welcome the rebels. For a time, the cheers of "Long live the Holy Temple!" and "Long live the King of Light" came and went. Most of the inhabitants here are orcs and snakes native to the Far East, as well as a small number of weak races such as dwarves and jīng spirits. They have been oppressed by the demons for a long time, and they have been waiting for a good opportunity for liberation. Especially the half-orcs, since the invasion of the demon clan on the temple, they have long been pressing a fire against the demon clan in their hearts, and now, the chains that pressed on them have finally been shattered, and the people of all races are cheering "Long live"!

After dark, more than 100,000 people gathered in the square to celebrate the liberation of their city. The bonfires lit as if the stars had moved to the ground. People of all ethnic groups sang and danced to celebrate their liberation. At the venue of the party, the half-orcs, snakes, dragons, dwarves, jīng spirits and other residents of various ethnic groups forgot about their estrangement, and they were as close as a family. In order to entertain their soldiers, they squeezed out part of their small rations, and boiled eggs, pork, and noodles came up like flowing water to comfort the officers and soldiers of the rebel army. In order to comfort the leaders of the rebel army, some people sent them beautiful women.

The group of orc officers were so happy that they almost forgot what their last name was: compared to the desolation of wandering in the ice and snow a day ago, the world is simply paradise now! But they still remember leaving the most beautiful girl to Zichuan Xiu, and said to Zichuan Xiu: "Your Highness, you have worked hard today, go into the tent and rest!"

Zi Chuanxiu said very righteously and sternly: "As the leader of the righteous army, the Far East has not yet been recovered, the demon clan is still raging on our land, and tens of millions of compatriots are still in dire straits...... Delen, don't pull me, I won't get into this tent no matter how you pull me!

I'm determined not to go in!"

Delenn: "I didn't pull you, you grabbed my hand and didn't let go." ”

Delenn shook his hand, and Zichuan Xiu, who was still able to go into battle to kill the enemy this morning, was now so weak that he couldn't stand steadily, and "staggered" and "fell" - just "fell" into the tent, and his mouth was still shouting: "Don't you do this...... I really can't stand you, if you are so resolute, if you refuse again, it will hurt the people's ardent heart for our rebel army, so I have to reluctantly ...... it."

Shirakawa had a strange expression and looked at Shirakawa Xiu's performance with a smile.

“...... Reluctantly ......" Shikawa Xiu's smile froze.

In the tent, red candles burn, full of warm and romantic atmosphere. A girl dressed in red was sitting on the edge of the bed facing inside. Hearing Zi Chuanxiu come in, she turned around, and her weight of more than one hundred and fifty kilograms made the bed board "creak" and squeak, and her face was furry, and she couldn't tell whether it was hair or beard. She smiled at Zi Chuanxiu, revealing her snow-white teeth, with a few shredded meat and green vegetable leaves between her teeth.

"My lord, it's already late at night, let's rest while it's early!" said the beautiful orc girl to Shikawa Xiu very gently, she is the famous half-orc "first beauty". When she opened her mouth to speak, Zi Chuanxiu held her breath, and big drops of sweat rolled down.

Bai Chuan gently tapped the canvas of the tent: "My lord, chūnxiao is worth a thousand moments in one night, you can 'reluctantly' tonight!" she sneered and left.

"Don't!" Zi Chuan Xiu let out a heart-rending scream: "Bai Chuan, save me!"

The orc officers looked at the closed tent door, and one by one they sighed with envy: "If I were His Royal Highness the King of Light, I don't know how happy I would be at this time! Listen, he is screaming again! I must be too happy! I would rather live ten years less to change this night!"

That night, many civilians in the city approached the officers of the rebel army and signed up to join the army.

The officer said that if we wanted to join the rebel army, we had to go through an examination, and we only needed strong men, and there was a limit to age. The boys were in a hurry on the spot, and in order to show that they were strong, they brought a large stone mill on the spot, and everyone took turns to lift it. Shirakawa, who passed there, made a decision on the spot: "It's going to be!"

Later, this stone mill has been placed there, and those who want to join the rebel army only need to lift it up to pass the medical examination. There was an endless stream of people who came to take the exam, and even some old men with silver hair and beards came, and the officers hurriedly invited him out of the queue.

... If you don't believe me, try it...... Really, when I was young, such a stone mill, I could lift three with one hand!" They rubbed vigorously, and Bai Chuan had no choice but to say: "Then wait until you are young to join the army!"

By the end of the day, more than 5,000 civilians had joined the army, most of them Zoe, but also a small number of snakes and dragonmen. In the battle to conquer the city, the rebels also suffered heavy casualties. The shortage of personnel in all units is very strict. The newly recruited soldiers were placed and supplemented by Shikawa Xiu into various combat units, because this is an extraordinary time, and there is no time and space to train new recruits slowly, so they can only be slowly matured through guò actual combat. However, there is still an endless stream of civilians who have signed up to join the army.

The capture of the city of Kearney was a great turning point and victory for the rebels. This marked the rebel army's move away from the guerrilla warfare phase of hiding in the east, not only having a solid city as a base, but also solving the looming food crisis.

On the second day after the conquest of the city, Shikawa Xiu quickly established the "Far Eastern Autonomous Zhèngfǔ".

(Later generations often joked: "In the seventy-eighth year, the Far Eastern autonomy zhèngfǔ was so simple that it was a good thing? To give an example, you can see it: the seal of zhèngfǔ was made of sweet potatoes.") The administrative head of the zhèngfǔ is Busen, who is still in charge of patriotic health work for the whole people, and also manages the health of women and children. The following are the institutions of each ministry and division. The army was renamed the Far Eastern Zìyóu Army, with Bran as Minister of Defense and also as commander of the First Army Corps, and the Chief of the General Staff of the Army as Vera, who also served as commander of the Second Army Corps.

The old orc Deren was idle. Zichuan Xiu thought that according to his age, charging into battle was no longer suitable for him, so he invited a group of half-orc old men who were also idle and bored on the streets to come back and drink tea and chat together, and as a result, Zichuan Xiu simply set up a council, De Lun was the speaker (and also the mayor of Kearney City), and the other old men all made them councilors, receiving salaries every month, and the main task was to applaud and raise their hands to vote for Zichuan Xiu when he spoke, and he could also cheer, shouting: "Well said!", "Good job!" - But you can't vote against it, otherwise your salary will be gone. As a result, each proposal of the King of Light was quickly "fully approved" by the Parliament. Until later, Zichuan Xiu was very proud of his initiative: "With this council, we are mínzhǔzhèngfǔla! By the way, we have also saved the funds for building a nursing home, and we can afford it!"

The newly established Far Eastern regime launched a war on the same day: before the demons could react to the news of the fall of the city of Kearney, Shikawa quickly dispatched various detachments to the surrounding towns of the city to attack the demon garrisons stationed there, and at the same time widely announced the arrival of the rebel army. It was only at this time that Zichuan Xiu truly felt the foresight of Elder Budan of the Holy Temple.

The brutality of the demons has lost the hearts of the people, and the temple incident is the last straw that crushes their rule. Shikawa Shu realized that his previous estimate was completely wrong. The temple incident cannot be measured from a military point of view, it was entirely a political incident. It is not a matter of winning or losing a single temple, nor is it a matter of winning or losing a small-scale jungle war. The invasion of the temple by the demons angered the most sensitive religious beliefs of the people of the Far East.

It was only now that Zi Chuanxiu truly understood Elder Boudin's good intentions. He understood his mission, fought to the death, stood proudly, set a glorious example to tens of millions of people in the Far East, and lit the flame of restoration for the sunken land in the darkness, with the aim of awakening the sleeping people. In this way, his purpose was achieved. As for the survival or death of the temple or himself, whether the battle was won or not, whether he lived or died, even if all the defenders of the temple were killed, and the temple finally fell to the enemy, these were no longer important.

Importantly, the anti-Japanese war at the temple finally awakened the people's jīng god, and the anger that had long been hidden in the hearts of the Far Eastern peoples finally exploded. The shouts of the Holy Temple's War of Resistance reverberated in every village, city, township, field, and forest in the Far East, and reverberated in the hearts of every living person. As a result, from the top of the westernmost Gucci Mountains to the rippling blue river, terrifying killings were heard everywhere. The giants have risen in their slumber!

The silent and patient orc inhabitants seemed to have been awakened overnight, one into two, two into a group, and the group met with the group to form a team, picking up the scythe and the stick, and immediately rushed to the nearest demon garrison. If they were victorious, they would cut the whole garrison to pulp, and if they failed, they would hide up the hill until they had gathered more men and horses, and they would come down again.

"They've become a different kind of people entirely!" the demon generals stationed in various places were frightened. They had become accustomed to dealing with the docile, gentle, submissive people, and now they suddenly felt the ground crumbling beneath their feet. All of a sudden, the people became so brave that they were not afraid of death. The demon squad was so frightened by them that they didn't dare to show their faces. So they hurriedly collected their troops and joined up in those big cities, so that more areas began to be able to gather more people's troops and horses.

Since the ranks of the people's army are scattered in the four fields, it is definitely not difficult for Zichuan Xiu to gather the volunteer army. When the news spread, I heard that there was a rebel Far East army stationed in Kearney, and even set up a "zhèngfǔ", which immediately increased people's confidence, and people with lofty ideals heard the wind and moved to Kearney from all directions to join the Far East.

In several villages in the south-west of the province, within three hours 800 people asked to join the rebels. In a town near the city of Kearney, when the advance team led by Shirokawa and Shirakawa arrived, the local orc village chief rang the big bell at the head of the village and raised his arms and shouted: "Our boys come here!" As if suddenly emerging from the ground, countless orcs armed with scythes and bayonets poured in from all directions, and a militia of more than 2,000 people was pulled up on the spot. The enthusiasm of the people reached such a point that when they heard that the advance party of the rebel army had arrived, the people of the whole village had come from hundreds of miles away across counties and counties, and when they arrived, the advance party had already been departed, so they followed the direction of the advance party and chased after it, regretting all the way that they had learned too late. Since the comers did not refuse to absorb them, the team of Shikawa Xiu was huge. The original two teams could no longer accommodate so many recruits, and Shikawa Shu had to expand the number of troops, and the team changed from two to four, eight, and ten......

In less than a month, the number of Zichuan Xiu's subordinates has exceeded 70,000, a full 20 teams. Of course, Shikawa Shu knew that although the number of soldiers in a team was 3,500, 3,500 soldiers was by no means equal to a team. As a combat unit, it's not just the number of people that is required. Although so many troops are newly formed teams in the hasty army, the Far Eastern nations have always been brave and good at fighting, and most of the new recruits have participated in the war against the Zichuan family, and have experience in military and combat, including many experienced veterans. These experienced veterans are often promoted to non-commissioned officers and serve as the combat core of the unit. And the most difficult problem to solve: the lack of experienced commanders at the team level is now easily solved: a large number of reserve senior officers have been stockpiled among the cadets of the "Bright King Military Academy".

Shikawa Shu very decisively promoted young commanders from among the cadets, and even in a day, he appointed five team leaders. The rebel army fought all the way, attacking cities and plundering land all the way. Zi Chuanxiu deliberately let those newly formed troops quickly put into the battlefield, through the battle with the small garrison troops of the demons along the way, training the troops to be familiar with various formations and queues, so that each unit took turns to train, "run-in" the cohesion and coordination ability of each unit, and use actual combat to improve their combat effectiveness. Originally, the new soldiers who were civilians were not very familiar with combat, but now, in the face of the endless demon regular army, garrison, city defense army, and auxiliary team, they have experienced countless ambush battles, encounters, field battles, and siege battles.

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