"Bring out your strength! Remember who your enemies are! Don't stop! Slash! Slash! Slash!"

The middle-aged sergeant was bare-chested, holding a wooden sword for practice in his hand, and shouted and cursed. Commanding the soldiers to train.

The castle now used by the Knights was originally defended - only 3,000 heavy infantry, equipped with shields and swords, and because it was a reserve, only leather armor with slightly less defensive strength, and only officers were equipped with iron armor.

As the defenders of the western part of the empire, the symbolism of this army is greater than their actual significance, the combat effectiveness or anything is secondary, and it is almost impossible for the dwarves to attack the empire, so it is obviously a large castle of the royal level, but there are only three thousand defenders.

Of course, their combat effectiveness is still worthy of recognition, although it is only for show, but it is indeed a well-trained army, and has participated in several small battles, pacifying some relatively strong bandit groups.

The Knights of the Dawn, who were devastated and had only more than 300 knights left, rushed here under the leadership of Terenus and Landzel, and obtained the management of this place, and this 3,000-strong force became the Liliang of the Dawn Knights.

In fact, these soldiers no longer care who is their commander, and the reason why they are still standing here is just because of the inner Zuihou insistence.

In the wide playground, more than a thousand soldiers with wooden swords and shields fought against each other, practicing their combat skills, attacking and defending, and so on.

"Remember who your enemy is - if you don't want to die too ugly, show all your skills!" the middle-aged sergeant shouted, took a shield from the shelf, walked in front of a lone soldier, and struck his shield with his sword: "What about your opponent?"

The soldier shrugged and glanced to his right, where a young soldier with a dislocated right shoulder was gritting his teeth for the doctor to pick him up, his teeth clenching and inhaling.

"Practice with me!" The middle-aged sergeant couldn't help but say, put up his shield, and glared at him: "Defend!"

As if it was a conditioned reflex, the originally lazy soldier was like a lion who had woken up, with a fierce expression of shielding his upper body with a shield, and a wooden sword resting on his neck.

"I said, you defend!" the middle-aged sergeant roared.

"It's not certain who defends. The soldier grinned, "Let's take a look." ”

"Very good. The sergeant's eyes narrowed: "You have provoked me, soldier. ”

At this time, the other people who were in contact with him also noticed this side, and they all got out of the way, forming a large circle around the playground, and looking at the two people nervously.

"Hah!" the sergeant roared first, and raised his shield forward as if threateningly, holding the wooden sword in front of him, but did not move half a step.

Without saying a word, the soldier took a sharp step forward, and the wooden sword leaning on his shoulder swung down with great force, smashing into the sergeant's shield heavily.

The military immediately fell to one knee, the shield xiangshang flipped over, shook the soldier a little, staggered back two steps before standing firmly, and the wooden sword hidden behind the shield took the opportunity to stab out.

"Uh-huh!" the unsteady soldier fell to the ground before he could react, and his sword fell to the side.

"Bear you a little hard, you big-headed soldier!" the sergeant sneered and pounced, gasping for breath, and stabbed his sword into the soldier's head.

The soldier immediately set up his shield, pressed the bottom of the shield against the sergeant's throat, and looked at him coldly.

"If I were an orc, you wouldn't have that chance. The corner of the sergeant's mouth twitched and said, "You will be directly stomped into a pile of minced meat!"

"But you're not. The soldier gasped and grinned, "Huh?"

"Name, and position!" the non-commissioned officer threw away his shield and sword and stepped aside: "Stand up soldier!"

"First Column Sword and Shield Bearer of the First Brigade of Tulga Castle, Will!" the soldier stood up, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand clenched into a fist to beat his chest: "Long live the Radiant Cross!

"No last name?"

"My father was a blacksmith and my mother was a tailor's daughter. Will laughed: "It's just an ordinary family, no surname." ”

"Very good, it doesn't seem to be what I thought it would be. Raymond smiled and rudely patted Will on the head, "I thought you were a noble young master who had committed a crime, and threw it to me to hide from the enemy and the judge!"

"I'll promote you to be my lieutenant, and this time you win. Raymond turned around, waved his hand at Will behind him, and glared at the soldiers who were watching the excitement around him, and yelled:

"What are you bastards looking at, why don't you keep practicing for me!Or are you going to practice with me?!"

"Raymond, your temper is as hot as ever. ”

A calm voice made Raymond quickly straighten up and saluted the man: "Long live the Radiant Cross!

"Hail to you, veteran!" Terenus said with a smile as he walked over, with a dusty Remy behind him.

"So, do you have any orders?"

"Gather the army at once, everyone. Terenas pulled Remy behind him and looked at him with a serious expression: "This excellent young man has brought us important information, there is an army approaching here, and the number will not be less than three thousand!"

"Three thousand?!" Raymond exclaimed, "Orcs?!"

"Maybe. Terenus guessed, stepping forward and squeezing Raymond's shoulder, "But whatever they're here for, we'll all have to be ready, maybe welcome, maybe ...... War!"

"Follow your orders!" Raymond nodded and glanced at Will behind him, "Adjutant Will, carry out your duties and get everyone ready, everyone!"

"Yes!"

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"Soldiers, march in formation—!"

Inside the castle, groups of infantry, led by the captain, put on their armor, took their shields and swords, came out of the barracks, lined up behind the city walls, and then marched up to the walls in groups.

A longbow was assigned to the soldiers, and arrows were prepared for them on the ramparts. For orcs, ordinary bows and arrows are not very effective, and only weapons like longbows and heavy crossbows, equipped with arrows with blood grooves, can have a good effect.

Thanks to the orcs, the soldiers and knights here all have a good archery skill, although not as good as the good archery of the Nodos, but they are also proficient.

The knights stood on the walls early and were fully dressed, they were the best warriors, true experts at killing, and could do everything without any orders.

Terenus, Landzel, and Raymond stood on the front of the watchtower, with a high flagpole next to it, erecting the Glorious Cross and the Dawn Banner, and the fluttering flag was the spiritual sustenance of everyone.

"It was the Knight of Marcia who first noticed this, and he decided to take another look, so let me come back first!" Remy choked up, clenched his hands into fists, and lowered his head: "So............ You see it. ”

"A good knight, and a good man!" exclaimed Raymond, "this is a sacrifice!"

"I'm sorry! I don't want to explain anything to myself!" Remy knelt down on one knee with his head bowed, unsheathed his sword from his waist, and put his hands in front of Terenus's eyes, "I'm not a good knight......! I'm hesitating! I'm afraid! Please take back my sword!"

"Huh!" Landzel smiled, didn't say anything, and turned his head to the side.

Terenus stood up helplessly and patted Remy on the shoulder as if comforting: "You still know your mistakes, it proves that you have not discarded your glory, take back your sword." ”

"But...... I ......"

"There's no way I'm going to lose an important knight because of this kind of problem when the big war is about to happen, any of them!" said Terenus with some annoyance, "Besides, you just followed the order, and there is nothing wrong with completing your mission!"

"It's human nature that anyone has fear. Landzel came over, helped Remy up, grabbed his arms, and looked closely into the self-reproachful eyes: "But! to stand up in times of fear, that is a knight! not because he is not afraid, but because he knows what he ought to do." ”

"Someone's coming!" Raymond said aloud, standing by the wall, and then explained, "Alone!"

"It's Marcia!" Remy said in surprise, "Marcia is back!"

"But it doesn't seem to be good...... Probably ......" Raymond turned: "What about the little knight?"

"It's already down. Landzel pointed to the stairs next to him, then beckoned to the two, "Let's go down too, and meet our hero." ”

"Marcia!Marcia!" Remy rushed down the wall like crazy, walked to the gate, and shouted to the soldiers above, "Hurry!

......The sound of heavy iron ropes came from both sides of the city gate, and the heavy gate was pulled up, and Remy saw clearly how embarrassed Marcia was galloping towards this side on horseback.

The original leisurely figure was long gone, and Marcia was lying on horseback, with chain mail and burqa missing, and a wooden stick dangling back and forth behind his back.

Wait, sticks?!

"Marcia!" Remy hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the reins of the horse, and Marcia, who was stunned, fell off the horse's back as if she was unconscious!

"Oh the Radiant Cross is on it! it's the orc's javelin!" Tyrenus came down the stairs and saw the "stick" behind the bloody Macia: "Doctor, Raymond, go get the doctor!"

"Marcia!"

Remy picked up the knight who had fallen to the ground, and kept shaking with a panicked expression: "Wake up!

Figure ...... Erga?"

Marcia barely opened his eyes, and vaguely saw Landzel's figure, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "I'm sorry............ I...... I lost my sword!"

"Here's what you're going to have with me!" Landzel unsheathed his sword, crouched down and thrust it into Marcia's hand, holding his hand tightly, looking at Marcia eagerly, and said in a rough tone, "You-you're a real good knight!

"Hehehe...... Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......!" Marcia laughed and coughed, "Lord Landzel............ You...... Remember...... Did you tell me, dead like a knight?"

"Yes, I remember!" Landzel nodded.

"Today............ Today ............" Marcia smiled, coughing up blood, while clenching the sword in his hand hard: "Today is a good day to die in battle!"

(First of all, thank you to the king of Totoro (this name really reminds people of childhood, I really want to have one~), Purple Night Xingqing (why is it a Chinese paper and not sister paper~, I was looking forward to saying ~) The two of them are rewarded!

Not much to say, everyone knows, empty strength and patience!)