Will you mend the knife?

Tut......

I would, at this time, in addition to hatred, there was also anger.

But if I hate it...... It won't. I would cut off its hands and feet, watch it live, and wait for it to die. There was only hatred, no anger.

I don't remember if I've ever done anything like this before......

Am I not killing enough?

No...... Maybe it's too much, I really forgot.

The only thing I want to play dead is this time. I'm still praying that the orcs won't mend me, that they'll treat me like a corpse, and that I'll play a corpse. But...... I didn't play well, I couldn't close my eyes, just like the person who just died.

I'm scared, really. I knew I was going to die, and I was dead.

At that time, there was no hope for a miracle or someone to save me. Hum...... People who always hope for miracles can't do great things.

I am.

The orc put his spear against my throat, and the spearhead was cold, but the blood on the spearhead was still hot.

It was a wonderful feeling, the smell of iron, the smell of blood, the smell of death.

I don't think I've smelled it in a long time. The battle of the other day...... I don't even remember the taste.

An executioner or butcher will have a special aura, or taste.

I...... Familiar with that taste.

Just as the orc was about to stab me in the throat, my right hand uncontrollably gripped the blood-stained spearhead.

Yes...... I haven't felt it in a long time. It's Mason......

Belch...... Be......

It's a special kind of power.

The orc was surprised, and it stabbed hard, but my right hand suddenly had strength, a tremendous force, and it felt like it could break the power of the spear in its hand.

It didn't stab it in. At this point, my left hand finally regained consciousness and slammed the axe.

I didn't even know that my axe could be so sharp that it cut off the shaft of the spear in its hand. The orc didn't react.

I was already on my feet when it saw that the shaft of the spear in its hand was broken, and the strength in my waist was unexpected. With a shake of my right hand, I grabbed the shaft of the spear, turned the spear and stabbed it in the orc's face.

These orcs have neck guards on their full body armor, but they don't have mouths!

It still wants to shut up, but it will never be able to shut up after I give it this toothpick.

Looking at the orcs on the ground who I had stabbed to death, I felt like I was alive. It was a long-lost feeling, and I call it a blessing from God! The palm of his right hand began to burn, and now he finally had strength.

I handed the axe to my right hand, and pulled out the hammer from my waist with my left hand. There are more and more orcs coming in, and I want them to know that death has come.

I love his name, and even though I thought it was earthy at first, it was one of my favorite names and still is. I don't seem to have called it by name since the end of the war. The name of God.

Do you want to know that name?

Hum...... I won't tell you, it's my god, the god of luck.

Ha, every time I keep calling him, he responds to me.

When I stood up I whispered his name, I knew it had come, it was there for me, I needed him, he was there for me, he gave me strength, I made offerings to him!

I felt excitement in the face of the orcs rushing up, really excited, but I thought that excitement must have been transmitted to me by my god. He was delighted.

After knocking down three heavily armored orcs in a row, I began to retreat, and I had already caught the orc's attention. I don't have heavy armor, I don't have the same good defense as the orcs, and although I want to hammer a child twice, I know what the consequences will be if their axes fall on me.

Fighting and retreating, our defenses have now been breached, and the mages who came to help seem to have been unable to stop the orcs from attacking. Now it's from a flat push to a street fight. The orc artillery didn't stop at all, and I didn't know what the people were still bombing when they had already rushed in.

I can't find anyone I know, and I really need someone with me right now. But the soldiers around me obviously couldn't withstand my attack of this intensity, either they couldn't keep up with my rhythm and couldn't protect my flanks, or they were hacked to death by the orcs who surrounded me with an axe.

You can only fight and retreat.

Then I saw an acquaintance, the guy named Coulson was still wearing bandages, and he was still alive!

I ran up to the guy and yelled at him, "Why aren't you dead!" ”

He turned his head and saw that it was me who yelled at me, "I won't die if you die!" ”

So the two of us started the next battle back-to-back. This guy is really a good fighter, and his combat awareness is top-notch. I love slashing with him, and he's one of the few people who can keep up with me.

We fought the orcs in the town, and I don't know whose idea it was to garrison the town, but now it seems that each has its pros and cons! The biggest advantage of fighting in the town is that it is not easy to be directly scattered by the orc troops. And the biggest advantage here is that the wolf cavalry of the orcs does not work. But our knightly forces are still strong.

I finally got a close look at the orc warlocks again, and the spells they cast were stronger than those of the old pedants in Dalaran, and I had to admit it. I saw with my own eyes a middle-aged mage being consumed in green flames and then blown apart. But the spells unleashed by our mages seem so merciful.

One by one, the fireballs were thrown, and they were thrown, and they were thrown. Not a dwarven musket spray. I don't know if it's because I don't exercise every day or what, I feel that the physical strength of this group of mages is really not good.

Anyway, when the retreating soldiers couldn't stop the orcs from approaching, I saw that most of the mage's hands were shaking. Some were even scared and couldn't pull the cap off the potion.

There seemed to be no protection around the warlocks at this point, and I remember that there used to be a few orcs around them, but now they are gone. Ha I also know that orc warlocks are trouble, and I would rather kill them, my god loves their souls.

It's not easy to get close to them, they never rush forward, and if you want to get close to them, you have to rush into the crowd. It's not easy to do this in one go. A small group of about 20 people gradually formed around me and Coulson. There are spears, axes, and shields. I'm the one by the shield guard to protect him from the second or third blow. Coulson was the one who protected my flank.

In this way, a few of us repelled several orc attacks, and we even managed to kill a warlock. The warlock saw us, and I was so impressed with their wickedness that they would not hesitate to kill their companions at the same time in order to eradicate their enemies.

Just as I was shouting to go up but was dragged in, an arrow shot at me, and the warlock fell to the ground. It's Aurelia. The elves are so graceful in battle...... Tsk, that look makes you love and hate.

It's just that the warlock didn't die, and it got up again, but when it wanted to continue casting the interrupted spell, it was interrupted again by Coulson, who rushed up. Most of the armor of the warlocks is leather or cloth armor, and there are very few chain armor, which I have never seen before. The heavier the armor, the greater the cost, and the mental power required by the mage to release the spell is directly related to the physical strength, and the weaker the physical strength, the weaker their mental power, this is what Khadgar told me.

Coulson's greatsword first severed the warlock's arm and then its head. The more the guy fought, the more excited he became, such a sturdy man was a complete killing machine.

We withstood the orc attack.

Although the orcs stormed the town, they occupied very few streets. Our soldiers stubbornly blocked the orc attack in the streets and alleys. The battle continued from daylight until dusk, and the orcs began to retreat when we heard the sound of horns coming from outside the town.

They retreated!

In an instant our warriors went crazy and tried to catch up, and I wanted to chase them out, and I ran quite fast, but before I could get out of the town, the cannon rang out again.

The orcs quickly retreated in the twilight of the sunset.

The warriors stood there and shouted at the retreating orcs despite the artillery fire, but at this time there was already a river of blood under their feet.

Quickly cleaned up the battlefield, except for the broken arms and limbs, which were broken walls and ruins, and after a quick inventory, it was found that our troops suffered heavy casualties. I looked at Khadgar and them, and they were the same, and it seemed that more than thirty mages had died. But their lives are more expensive than the gold of our ordinary soldiers. Dara then came to me to visit, in fact, the city is not big, the number of mages there is not very many, and the death of thirty or forty people in this battle can indeed be seen at once There are a lot of people.

In addition to Khadgar, I know two, one is called Kel'thugad and the other is called Ronin. It's that Master Ronin. Of course, I'd only heard his name before, but that day I saw him in person, and he was quite tall, and he didn't see much muscle under his robe, but the two eyes surprised me. But his long hair doesn't really match his long face, and it feels longer.

Kel'thugad had seen me before, and I don't know why he seemed to be in the crowd and suddenly noticed me looking at him, and then he kept looking at me, and finally I wondered if he liked me, tsk...... It's scary.

After counting the number of people, the meeting began, and I stood aside and watched the room full of people talking, and in the middle of the table were Lothar, Uther, Tulayan, Master Fao, and the two archmages, and Khadgar was also at the edge of the table.

The 3,000 reinforcements from Hillsbrad Town, west of the town, did not send out this battle, I don't know if it was specially arranged, anyway, no one mentioned this stubble.

The meeting was more about whether to continue to hold on to the unwalled town. Almost all of them said they wanted to evacuate quickly.

Hum...... Withdraw ...... again Withdrawing from here would mean that Hillsbrad would fall into the hands of the orcs. The orcs have more options, and a stupid X came up with an idea, the more places the orcs occupy, the more dispersed their forces will be, as long as we hold on and keep harassing, it will be time for a big counteroffensive in winter and next spring at the latest. Ha......

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