"Okay! Virtue..." Roland couldn't help but kicked the soldiers who were staring at the piles of supplies with their eyes shining.
Ashamed to say, because of the poor conditions in Rapid City, Renault and Kaslo couldn't find a suitable warehouse to store the supplies, so they finally decided to put the supplies in the lord's castle, so Roland was shocked. In his eyes, he saw that his already cramped castle was filled with 20 carts of supplies... Roland couldn't say anything in front of the dwarf, and could only stare at the busy crowd with a smile.
"So you're not going to give me an explanation?" Roland laughed as he looked at Renault and Caslow who were about to sneak away.
"My lord misunderstood..." Looking at the smiling Roland Caslo, all the hairs on his body exploded.
"Uh, esteemed king, listen to my explanation..." Renault hesitated.
"Misunderstanding? Explanation? Why don't you even leave the place where I sleep! Still misunderstanding! Explain!" So Roland chased down Renault and Caslow with a ham in his hand. As reliable as a sword, it can easily smash the eyes of the two into gold stars.
"Hee hee, Grandpa Radil, why did the king chase and kill Lord Reynolds and Lord Caslow." Looking at the three people running in the city, Ivy chuckled and asked the war mage Rachel, who was sitting beside the sun. dir.
"Maybe it's because they forgot to leave a bed for the king..." The folds on Old Radier's face were like blooming chrysanthemums, and he chuckled lightly.
"It's really good to be young and energetic!" Radiel looked at the people chasing with envy in his heart. At his age, he rarely does a lot of strenuous exercise, and deep magic can already replace his legs. Take him to measure the world.
"Huh?" Radiel's huge mental power unfolded. The thirty or so refugees who had just been refreshed by the system more than ten kilometers away were facing the hunt of a group of hungry orcs. She moved and disappeared beside Ivy with a swipe.
"Huh? This is a flash!" Ivy looked at the place where Ladir was sitting with admiration. As a third-order priest, she still didn't know the upper-level flashing spell.
(Flickering is the basic magic of the caster profession. It can teleport distances ranging from ten meters to several hundred meters under the condition of different magic power levels. Flashing is the advanced magic of flickering. The teleportation distance can reach more than one thousand meters.)
"God! Who will save us?" The women and children who were surrounded by a dozen orcs of middle-aged men covered their faces and cried. They thought they would be bathed in Lagrang's glory again. superior.
"Hey!" There are actually several hunters with hunting bows in this group of refugees. Their accurate archery makes them confront the orcs now, because they are the tribes of the orcs in the wasteland, their size and The equipment is far behind the army of the Orc Kingdom led by Azog, so now the two sides can still face off.
"Boom!" Clusters of rocky thorns suddenly emerged from under the orcs' feet, and dozens of orcs turned into blood gourds.
"Ah!" The sudden massacre shocked all the women and children.
"Hey, hey! Are all the Lagrang survivors so timid now?" Ladir walked out with a smile on his staff.
"Master Mage!" The men who came back to their senses hurriedly saluted. After all, the other party was a noble Mage master, and the other party also saved the lives of their own people, so they should be given the highest respect.
"Don't be too polite, you are also here to defect to the last King Lagrang." Looking at the self-made dragon flag on their shoulders, Lader made sure.
"Yes, my lord, we are guided by God to find Lagrand's final glory..." One of the hunters headed humbly.
"Hey, it's just a few kilometers away in this direction. There is no danger along the way. You can go with confidence." Radiel smiled and left in a flash. The old man's legs and feet are not good, so it is impossible to accompany the group. If a person rushes on their legs, then they have to go to the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Moon. Besides, there is no need to walk with magic. Unfortunately, he is not a space mage, otherwise a long-distance teleportation refugee does not need to hurry.
…
"Bang bang bang!" The dull steel armor crashed, and a hundred iron cans walked silently on the wasteland. They were guided by God to go to their last king. These people are the city of Lagrang summoned by Roland. Guards, they marched steadily towards Rapid City along the route the refugees had taken.
"Huh!" A city guard led suddenly raised his hand, and the soldiers in the rear quickly formed a circular formation. They leaned shoulder to shoulder and pressed their shields tightly together to form a half-length shield wall with only the head and the head. The calf was partially exposed, and the sharp steel spear pointed straight at the paraquat yellow wasteland.
"Half-orcs! Not long after they died! An earth-type mage killed them! At least a second-order mage!" Several city guards who were investigating walked back.
"We have to leave quickly. The totems of these orcs should be tribes in the wasteland. Soon there will be orcs looking for their missing clansmen." The leading warrior analyzed.
"It seems that there are still civilians here!" The careful city guards found several rough wooden arrows on the half-orc's body, which were obviously not the bows and arrows used by the army, but the hunting bows of hunters.
"Trouble, there are civilians ahead... We can't just walk away, they should follow the king just like us... We can't leave the civilians to the orcs. UU read www.uukanshu.com" The city guards raised their heads , they are really not good at tracking, they are not sure which direction the civilians are going, if the civilians plan to detour to Rapid City, then the Orcs who are good at tracking may cross them and attack the civilians. The guards of the mage and a few hunters are really not necessarily able to protect everyone.
"Then what should we do?" The other city guards had no choice, and they didn't know how the civilians left.
"Let's stay! Stop the orcs! How could the mere wasteland orc tribes shake us!" The pride of the guards of Lagran City was inspired, yes! They were the proud guardians of the capital of the Lagrand Empire, they protected the people, the homeland, and the empire! All I do now is my job.
"In the name of Lagrand! Long live!" The guards of Lagrand City were making their final mobilization before the war.
"Form a circular formation, we are waiting for them here." One hundred city guards quickly formed a circular formation on a small dirt slope. They were half-kneeling on the ground so that their shields could cover their bodies, and their crossbows were also blocked. Raised flat.
I don't know how long it took, when suddenly the grass in the distance shook, and the ugly head of the orc was looming in the withered grass.
"Projection!" Seeing that the orcs rushed out of the grass and exposed in front of everyone, everyone pulled their crossbows.
…
"Huh? A small group of Lagrang city guards?" Ladir, who had just basked in the sun for a while, suddenly sensed the city guards fighting the orcs.
"Forget it, don't intervene. Fighting these wasteland half-orcs, the guards of Lagrang City can dash back and forth a few times with their eyes closed." Mr. Ladir said that he was definitely not making excuses for being too lazy to move, it was purely because They are strong and don't need their own help.
"Okay! Virtue..." Roland couldn't help but kicked the soldiers who were staring at the piles of supplies with their eyes shining.
Ashamed to say, because of the poor conditions in Rapid City, Renault and Kaslo couldn't find a suitable warehouse to store the supplies, so they finally decided to put the supplies in the lord's castle, so Roland was shocked. In his eyes, he saw that his already cramped castle was filled with 20 carts of supplies... Roland couldn't say anything in front of the dwarf, and could only stare at the busy crowd with a smile.
"So you're not going to give me an explanation?" Roland laughed as he looked at Renault and Caslow who were about to sneak away.
"My lord misunderstood..." Looking at the smiling Roland Caslo, all the hairs on his body exploded.
"Uh, esteemed king, listen to my explanation..." Renault hesitated.
"Misunderstanding? Explanation? Why don't you even leave the place where I sleep! Still misunderstanding! Explain!" So Roland chased down Renault and Caslow with a ham in his hand. As reliable as a sword, it can easily smash the eyes of the two into gold stars.
"Hee hee, Grandpa Radil, why did the king chase and kill Lord Reynolds and Lord Caslow." Looking at the three people running in the city, Ivy chuckled and asked the war mage Rachel, who was sitting beside the sun. dir.
"Maybe it's because they forgot to leave a bed for the king..." The folds on Old Radier's face were like blooming chrysanthemums, and he chuckled lightly.
"It's really good to be young and energetic!" Radiel looked at the people chasing with envy in his heart. At his age, he rarely does a lot of strenuous exercise, and deep magic can already replace his legs. Take him to measure the world.
"Huh?" Radiel's huge mental power unfolded. The thirty or so refugees who had just been refreshed by the system more than ten kilometers away were facing the hunt of a group of hungry orcs. She moved and disappeared beside Ivy with a swipe.
"Huh? This is a flash!" Ivy looked at the place where Ladir was sitting with admiration. As a third-order priest, she still didn't know the upper-level flashing spell.
(Flickering is the basic magic of the caster profession. It can teleport distances ranging from ten meters to several hundred meters under the condition of different magic power levels. Flashing is the advanced magic of flickering. The teleportation distance can reach more than one thousand meters.)
"God! Who will save us?" The women and children who were surrounded by a dozen orcs of middle-aged men covered their faces and cried. They thought they would be bathed in Lagrang's glory again. superior.
"Hey!" There are actually several hunters with hunting bows in this group of refugees. Their accurate archery makes them confront the orcs now, because they are the tribes of the orcs in the wasteland, their size and The equipment is far behind the army of the Orc Kingdom led by Azog, so now the two sides can still face off.
"Boom!" Clusters of rocky thorns suddenly emerged from under the orcs' feet, and dozens of orcs turned into blood gourds.
"Ah!" The sudden massacre shocked all the women and children.
"Hey, hey! Are all the Lagrang survivors so timid now?" Ladir walked out with a smile on his staff.
"Master Mage!" The men who came back to their senses hurriedly saluted. After all, the other party was a noble Mage master, and the other party also saved the lives of their own people, so they should be given the highest respect.
"Don't be too polite, you are also here to defect to the last King Lagrang." Looking at the self-made dragon flag on their shoulders, Lader made sure.
"Yes, my lord, we are guided by God to find Lagrand's final glory..." One of the hunters headed humbly.
"Hey, it's just a few kilometers away in this direction. There is no danger along the way. You can go with confidence." Radiel smiled and left in a flash. The old man's legs and feet are not good, so it is impossible to accompany the group. If a person rushes on their legs, then they have to go to the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Moon. Besides, there is no need to walk with magic. Unfortunately, he is not a space mage, otherwise a long-distance teleportation refugee does not need to hurry.
…
"Bang bang bang!" The dull steel armor crashed, and a hundred iron cans walked silently on the wasteland. They were guided by God to go to their last king. These people are the city of Lagrang summoned by Roland. Guards, they marched steadily towards Rapid City along the route the refugees had taken.
"Huh!" A city guard led suddenly raised his hand, and the soldiers in the rear quickly formed a circular formation. They leaned shoulder to shoulder and pressed their shields tightly together to form a half-length shield wall with only the head and the head. The calf was partially exposed, and the sharp steel spear pointed straight at the paraquat yellow wasteland.
"Half-orcs! Not long after they died! An earth-type mage killed them! At least a second-order mage!" Several city guards who were investigating walked back.
"We have to leave quickly. The totems of these orcs should be tribes in the wasteland. Soon there will be orcs looking for their missing clansmen." The leading warrior analyzed.
"It seems that there are still civilians here!" The careful city guards found several rough wooden arrows on the half-orc's body, which were obviously not the bows and arrows used by the army, but the hunting bows of hunters.
"Trouble, there are civilians ahead... We can't just walk away, they should follow the king just like us... We can't leave the civilians to the orcs. UU read www.uukanshu.com" The city guards raised their heads , they are really not good at tracking, they are not sure which direction the civilians are going, if the civilians plan to detour to Rapid City, then the Orcs who are good at tracking may cross them and attack the civilians. The guards of the mage and a few hunters are really not necessarily able to protect everyone.
"Then what should we do?" The other city guards had no choice, and they didn't know how the civilians left.
"Let's stay! Stop the orcs! How could the mere wasteland orc tribes shake us!" The pride of the guards of Lagran City was inspired, yes! They were the proud guardians of the capital of the Lagrand Empire, they protected the people, the homeland, and the empire! All I do now is my job.
"In the name of Lagrand! Long live!" The guards of Lagrand City were making their final mobilization before the war.
"Form a circular formation, we are waiting for them here." One hundred city guards quickly formed a circular formation on a small dirt slope. They were half-kneeling on the ground so that their shields could cover their bodies, and their crossbows were also blocked. Raised flat.
I don't know how long it took, when suddenly the grass in the distance shook, and the ugly head of the orc was looming in the withered grass.
"Projection!" Seeing that the orcs rushed out of the grass and exposed in front of everyone, everyone pulled their crossbows.
…
"Huh? A small group of Lagrang city guards?" Ladir, who had just basked in the sun for a while, suddenly sensed the city guards fighting the orcs.
"Forget it, don't intervene. Fighting these wasteland half-orcs, the guards of Lagrang City can dash back and forth a few times with their eyes closed." Mr. Ladir said that he was definitely not making excuses for being too lazy to move, it was purely because They are strong and don't need their own help.
