A little further out of the city, horrenst, a vast expanse of orc priests tirelessly repeating the magic incantations they had already chanted over and over again.

Thanks to them, the rain of fire in the sky has not stopped since the beginning of the siege, and the blessing effect on the orc soldiers seems to be permanently solidified and will not disappear.

Relying on the support of magic and blessings, the orcs became more and more excited, and although their opponents were already doomed, they gritted their teeth and remained resolute and unyielding, relying on the city's buildings and complex roads to launch a surprise attack, blood for blood.

"This is war."

Dean Hersman sighed slightly.

The attack of magic and magic, the sparks of the clash of swords, and the clash of blood and blood are the real wars.

What he saw just now, like an adult beating a child, almost made his perception of war different.

Now seeing this picture, he finally washed his eyes, and felt that it was indeed not that there was an insurmountable generation gap between himself and young people.

He turned his gaze to Rowley again: "I really should show this kid this picture." ”

"Only when you have seen and experienced it yourself will you know how small your personal power is before you reach the extreme."

Hersman admits that this kid is a bit special, at least his courage is commendable, otherwise he would not have been able to kill all the way and run straight towards Horenster.

But probably, that's all there is to it, right?

You can take out an orc, you can take out an orc squad, you can take out all the orcs who have captured a town.

And then what?

At this moment, the number of orcs in the city is definitely more than hundreds of thousands, and even they have erected orc sacrifice towers, announcing that the city has changed hands.

The sacrificial tower is a spiritual symbol of the orcs, and the descendants of the generals who want to become generals for generations basically aim to destroy the sacrificial tower and burn the totems belonging to the orcs.

For the orcs who regard glory as their life, such an act is tantamount to destroying them spiritually, so that even though their bodies are still strong and powerful, they will no longer be able to burn the bravery of their former prowess.

Sadly, no one has ever done this so far.

There were too many, too many orcs, and even though they were just mirages, the sheer number of them was enough to overshadow the students' lack of abundant magic.

Even though they have recruited some of their men, they still don't have enough enemies who are like a sea of green and are not afraid of death.

"Miss." Lily looked at Rolley, who was gradually approaching the city wall, and asked in a low voice, "What do you say, what will he do next?" ”

Xue Lan pondered for a moment: "In the case of not leading the army, he will probably choose to avoid its edge and find a breakthrough to enter the city....... However, this kind of behavior seems to be different from the essence of the general's command, and even if it is done, under the influence of this kind of thinking, he can only be regarded as an excellent breakthrough player in the future. ”

"Individualism, absolutely impossible to appear in the command of the corps."

At this, she sighed and made the same assessment as Dean Hersman.

"After all, human beings are not like dragons, as long as they are born, they are destined to be at the top of the food chain, and the limitations of talent cannot allow everyone to reach the extreme that humans can achieve, and the average individual strength is too weak, and they still have to unite to exert more powerful power."

"He's still too reckless."

"Reckless......

Lily blinked, thinking differently.

Now everyone thinks that Rolley came here to "become a general", but only she knows that this is not the case.

The actual reason is unknown, but she can be sure that the purpose of his coming here is not to go through the tests that the "descendants of Shomon" must go through, but more likely, it is from "personal ideas".

Since it was out of his own thoughts, then he must have his own way.

Even though she didn't know what his solution was, and even though everyone thought he was unlikely to succeed, .......

Excellent people should be different.

"This kid, what does he want to do?!"

Dean Hersman's exclamation caught everyone's attention.

They all turned their gaze to the screen, and they couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise like Dean Hersman.

"It's not! No way!! How can it be!!! ”

"I must not have woken up, I must have been!"

"The goddess is above, he, he is going to ......"

"He's going to carry the whole wall?!!"

"Did he really carry it? He also used it as a weapon to smash at the orcs in the city?!! ”

A human being who is more than one meter tall and more than 100 pounds, with two hands that are not necessarily the size of a brick, carried a city wall nearly 100 meters high and dozens of meters wide and I don't know how heavy?!

I threw it out as a throwing weapon?!!

The students were stupid, so were the two masters and servants of Xue Lan and Lily, and Dean Hersman, who had lived for hundreds of years and realized that he had seen a lot of amazing events, was also stupid.

No, buddy, you're a human being, huh?

Let's not ask how you did it, we just want to know, what kind of material is your brain made of, to come up with such a rebellious move?

"Someone." Dean Hersman said distractedly, "Quick, swear for me." ”

I've lived so long and I've never seen anything (x)

I've never seen this thing happen for so long (√)

Carrying an entire city wall as a weapon, ordinary people don't have the idea of doing it.

Either they don't have that strength, and those who have that strength won't do this if they want to kill the enemy.

When something that has never happened before and is visually impactful, it is difficult for anyone to remain calm.

Rao is even Xue Lan, who has always demanded that she not change color before the landslide, her face was tense at this moment, "He, Dean Hersman...... Is there a problem with the monitoring circle or projection spell? ”

"This .......," she pointed to the young man's action on the screen that he wanted to do again, "or else, is there something wrong with him?" ”

"He's actually a human formed by some kind of dragon illusion?"

Hersman was silent for a long time: "If you are theoretically speaking, this is indeed something that can be done. ”

"Everyone should repeat it many times in their hearts, everything in the Lost Lands is a real illusion."

"It's real, it's a mirage after all, everything is made of magic, and it can't have real quality."

"The city wall in front of me looks wide and tall, but in fact, it is just a mass of magic, at best it is only a little larger than the composition of other substances, if the human constitution is good enough, can withstand the pressure of this large mass of magic power, and carry it....... It's not impossible. ”

As Hersman said this, the shock in his heart still did not diminish at all.

Because everyone knows this theory, everyone who has been in the lost land has been reminded, whether it is a teacher or a student.

But no one has ever done that.

Is it because you can't do it?

No, it's not.

It's because no one ever thought about it!

No one thought that they could carry a wall, no one thought that they could carry a wall, and no one thought that they could use what they used to defend against foreign enemies as their own weapons to kill the enemy.

Although everyone knew that everything in front of them was false, they all repeated countless times in their hearts not to believe what was in front of them, and they all knew that the rules in this secret realm could not be applied by the rules of reality.

But they don't know that their souls have long been imperceptibly imprisoned by the rules, and even if their subjective will is repeated 10,000 times or 100,000 times, their instincts born under the rules will still make their actions and thoughts involuntarily move closer to the rules.

How ironic, how stupid, how ridiculous it is to look back at the false with your own eyes, to say false with your mouth, to look at the false corpse of your opponent, and to think that you have recognized what is true and found your own way.

"I'm an old thing."

Hersman smiled self-deprecatingly, staring silently at the figure in the frame.

The opinions of the old things are always outdated, backward, and inevitably sunk.

The future of the new world will ultimately need young pioneers to support this grand show.