While Roland was still lamenting that he would be able to have a safe year this winter, the small town of Delwin was in mourning...
"Kill! Counterattack! Drive them out!" Lance waved his spear to block and stab at the same time. The Ice Snow Leopard, which had a mid-level monster in front of him, waved its claws the size of a human face and called towards Lance. Lance had no doubt that this was the case.
One slap will definitely break your muscles and bones...
"Can't force it!" Lance quickly made a judgment. The round shield in his hand poured down against him, and the battle energy flames instantly covered the shield! The skill - Strong Shield was activated!
"Bah~" A harsh friction sound sounded, and Lance looked at the shield with shallow scratches on its surface with lingering fear, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Expel the monsters! Protect the residents!" Lance roared.
"Men, follow me! Let the women and children go first!"
"Ask for help! Ask for help from Baron Badr!" Some woodland warriors roared while resisting the monsters. Now only the centaur army can rescue them.
"Go!" Seeing that the people around them were indifferent, the woodland warriors who resisted and retreated couldn't help but kick these frightened people out.
"Get out! Get out!" Seeing those young and strong people who relied on their passion become a passion... Lance couldn't help but his eyes turned red. He roared and ordered all ordinary people to evacuate, and he took ten forest elites with him.
The soldiers blocked the main street, which was not very wide.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to distance themselves from the monsters, the ten woodland warriors instantly raised their ironwood hand crossbows. The fired crossbow bolts made the monsters wail incessantly, stimulating their ferocity even more!
"These are Ice Snow Leopards! Why are there so many?" Lance looked ugly. He never expected that this poor place could welcome a family of Ice Snow Leopards.
"These things shouldn't live in groups!" A woodland warrior looked at seven adult Lingbing Snow Leopards and fell into silence.
"This is a family! A family! Damn bastards!" Another injured woodland warrior yelled angrily.
"Up sword! Up sword! Form a halberd formation!" The other woodland warriors hurriedly took out their mithril daggers and inserted the daggers into the bottom of the hook and sickle guns. The sharp hook sickles shone with a cold light...
"Crack, click, click!" The steel half-shields were blocked by them in front of their chests. The eleven people looked nervously at the monster in front of them, their eyes full of solemnity.
"The centaurs haven't come yet?" Lance already wanted to curse. The centaurs that usually can be seen everywhere seem to be separated by a chasm, and the hope of reinforcements is far away...
Looking at the Bing Ling Snow Leopard family chewing on their broken limbs, Lance tightened his grip on the gun. The bloody and cruel scene made his blood surge, and he wanted to go up and stab them into bloody gourds immediately.
"Sir! Calm down! Those people are dead! We have to live!" The Woodland Warrior, whose arms were still bleeding, said coldly, blocking Lance's steps with his body.
Those who have passed away have passed away, and those who are still alive must shoulder their hopes and live on!
In this way, Lance endured his grief and faced off against the Lingbing Snow Leopard family with the forest warriors...
Maybe they knew they couldn't do anything to Lance and the others in a short time, or maybe they were full. Soon the family of monsters left in a swaggering manner under the gaze of a few people. Soon the monster family quickened their pace and disappeared into the night. It turned out that
It was the crisp sound of horse hooves coming from the distance!
The Centaur Knight is coming!
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"It's over! There are more than a hundred casualties..." Lance looked at the statistical data and was shocked. Most of the dead died from the magical attacks of Warcraft. Those large-scale blooming ice would definitely make ordinary people collapse. They could not run away before they were divided by ice blades.
corpse……
"Report to Your Highness!" Lance felt a headache as he looked at the wailing wounded wounded lying on the ground.
"I can only hold them alive for a while, and the rest is up to you!" Badr came over. Although the herbs prepared by the centaur were effective, they still could not solve the fundamental problem. If you leave them alone, the people here would be cured in three days.
More than half died!
"Excuse me, please send a team to inform His Highness!" Lance asked.
"I will!" Badr waved his hand, and a group of centaur knights immediately left the place...
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"Fuck! What the hell!" Roland angrily smashed the dinner plate in his hand, the anger in his eyes undisguised!
"Is it true that I can't carry the sword anymore? I don't even notice any of the half-orcs, Ringwraiths, and Dongyi people! I was slapped in the face by a small group of mid-level monsters today!" Luo Lanfei almost exploded with anger.
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"Omsk! Assemble the knights! Take all our priests! Follow me!" Roland is not in the mood to have breakfast. How about eating something? The town near his home was stolen by Warcraft. Isn't this a slap in the face of King Roland?
Roland had just thought that he was invincible near Gushan, but he was slapped hard by reality. It was like a bell! There were hundreds of dead and wounded young men! Some women and children also died! Roland said that his lungs had exploded.
Roland, who was wearing armor, had a dark face and rushed out without even paying attention to Nyx. The raging battle energy all over his body showed that the anger of the Northern King had reached its ultimate state!
"Let's go! Kill them! They're just monsters!" Roland roared.
"Um..." Ormsk looked at Roland who was obviously looking up and was speechless for a while. He could only quickly follow Roland's footsteps. After all, Roland's safety cannot be compromised...
"Your Highness, please slow down! None of the knights are following!" Ormsk rode his horse to block Roland. Looking at the anger in Roland's eyes, Ormsk sighed. After all, he was still too young and not calm enough. For Ormsk, these were not enough.
Roland shouldn't be allowed to lose his composure, just kill a bunch of monsters!
"You are too impulsive. People cannot be arbitrarily influenced by emotions! Although we are all angry, the dead cannot be resurrected! We cannot let the living be hurt again!" Ormsk shook his head and motioned for Roland to relax.
"You are the king, and you should be more calm than everyone else! You represent this kingdom! We are dominated by you! You should not let these people who trust you be commanded by your irrational emotions!" Ormsk said sternly.
Roland said, anger and arrogance are people's biggest enemies. The former will make you lose your reason, and the latter will make you lose your caution!
"Thank you! I understand, Omsk!" Roland gradually calmed down, and then the knights running behind him rushed over in groups.
"Did you see that? If this was a war, this knighthood would no longer exist!" Ormsk said to Roland, pointing at the small groups of vanguard knights who had no formation at all.
"Sorry, it's my fault!" Roland understood the moment he saw those knights. The established knights were difficult to annihilate, so he had to break them up! And he had just dismantled his own knights... and left.