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Chapter 182 The Desperate King

Hellscream sat proudly on the battle wolf, followed by a full [-] wolf cavalry.

In front of it was a fully armored and ready human army. At a glance, its number was comparable to that of orcs.

In other words, they must have returned to the formation, and reminded them of the upcoming news of the orcs.

Although he had expected the result a long time ago, he couldn't stop the anger of being fooled in his heart.

The militant factor in its heart is even urging it to attack the human army.

So that this shame can be washed away.

What urgently needs to be decided now is whether to start a decisive battle with human beings now.

However, Roland's ability to learn and adapt, as well as his tireless physical strength, also cast a shadow on it.

It even had an idea in its mind that this might be the human's conspiracy.

He might want to completely crush the orcs to death here through a decisive battle.

It is not impossible to make some sacrifices for a larger strategic goal.

For the orcs, the number of 10 people is enough to hurt them, but for the humans who occupy a vast land, it is not necessarily so.

The orcs don't know anything about humans, so they can't judge.

From Hellscream's point of view, the orcs tried everything possible to destroy the human, so the human would naturally choose to desperately keep him.

Even if the Abbas family is no longer the emperor, it must be so.

After experiencing Gron and giant dragons, even most of these legendary creatures were killed in battle, it is no longer that brat now.

And now the orcs are almost out of the woods, there is no need to continue to rush, they can continue to build more ordnance in the northern border.

Feeling the pressure of human numbers, Hellscream cherishes the wolf cavalry even more.

Although Wolf Warriors are strong, it takes too long, too long to cultivate them.

Moreover, the number is far from what the human army has gathered together.

It had no choice but to hold back its temper and wait quietly for the follow-up army to arrive.

However, Hellscream still decided to try it out and see how good these humans are. If possible, that powerful human must be killed to avoid future troubles.

His Majesty Quesnel looked at the wolf cavalry in front of him, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and his face became more and more red.

He knew that the entire northern border had become a paradise for orcs.

What he just couldn't understand was why all the civilians were evacuated, but there were only so many soldiers left in the northern border.

Are they that great?For civilians?

No, it is impossible, and Quesnel, who judges others by himself, does not believe in such reasons.

Perhaps, they were just trapped in one place, even in one city.

This reminded him of Earl Roland's performance on the battlefield, and the cloak of the knight order also indicated their affiliation.

Only Earl Roland has this ability, leading the Daybreak Knights to break through.

They came for help.

Thinking of this, His Majesty Quesnel felt even more headache. If the situation was really like this, then whether to save or not became a huge problem, which was directly placed in front of his eyes.

Rationally speaking, he is more inclined to save them. Only by gathering more and stronger forces can they block them and even launch a counterattack.

However, the sudden fall of the southern fortress put the entire kingdom's army into a state of extreme passiveness.

The same is true of the North Wind Fortress now.

All this made him fall into deep hesitation.

Can't decide.

He was afraid that the one in the south would be repeated in the north, but this time they were facing orcs, and the orcs didn't care whether they were nobles or not.

Orcs will not abide by the rules of human nobles. They are more inclined to kill human rulers. Only in this way will their oppression be more secure.

It is precisely because of this that His Majesty Quesnel did not go to contact Earl Roland after allocating a resident to the Daybreak Knights.

Because he knew he had no reason to refuse, but he also didn't want to make that choice.

The wolf cavalry of the orcs just confronted the army of the Rhodes Kingdom. They didn't have any intention of leaving. Instead, they kept probing and probing around.

The orc's fearless attitude not only did not anger the noble group, mainly His Majesty Quesnel, but frightened them to a certain extent.

It was only covered by the 'human skin mask' they had been wearing on their faces for camouflage.

After discussing, they agreed that the orcs must have a support they didn't know about, otherwise they wouldn't be what they are now.

Roland woke up on the third day, and the first thing he saw was Vicky, who was asleep on the next table.

His first thought was where is this place, and whether he has returned to the capital after breaking through the siege.

He wanted to get up to see what was going on, and the moment he raised his hand, he saw the bandage wrapped around his hand.

Such restraints made him feel very uncomfortable, but this was not the time to deal with it.

Roland lifted the quilt, looked at the bandages wrapped around his body, and tore it off with his hands.

The movement here quickly alarmed Vicky. When she opened her eyes, she found that Roland had woken up.

Before he had time to be happy, he stepped forward to stop Roland's behavior.

Seeing this, Roland had no choice but to explain what he knew best about his body. Moreover, these bandages were as white as ever and were not stained with any blood.

Only then, with the help of Vicky, slowly began to help Roland remove the bandages that were in the way.

After changing into light clothes, Roland left the camp. The first thing he saw was the familiar royal capital.

This discovery made him heave a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face, but he couldn't smile soon, because he hadn't found any banners of northern nobles.

Roland returned to the tent with a gloomy face, glanced at Vicky who was resting, forced a smile, picked up the quilt and covered her.

Sighing, he went directly to the outside of the account, and saw the companions who had gathered after hearing the news at a glance, "Let's go to another place to chat about what happened after I passed out."

After learning what they had done, Roland shattered the table in front of him with one punch, stood up, and said with a ferocious expression:
"One day, I will wipe out all the alien races in this world!"

After finishing speaking, he left here directly, leaving behind everyone who looked at each other in blank dismay.

Man is an animal suspended in a web of meaning he has woven.

Roland is also not exempt. Two generations of nobles in the northern border have done so much for him. It is obviously impossible to say that he has not been touched in the slightest.

The Duke of Osborne planted a seed in his heart with the lives of the adults of his family, and then the second generation of northern nobles also watered it with their lives.

Now, it has taken root.

It's just that Roland acting with hatred is not what anyone wants to see.

Roland returned to his tent and began to search for his weapons, but he couldn't find them.

At this moment, Vicky had already changed into a suit of armor, and walked in with the imperial flame sword.

When Roland heard the sound, he turned his head and stared fixedly at the person in front of him with red eyes. He didn't speak, but just took the weapon and opened the tent.

Outside the tent are all neatly dressed companions, as well as the knights of the Daybreak Knights. They have already assembled, holding the horse with one hand, and putting the other on the hilt of the sword.

Obviously ready to fight, the only thing missing now is Roland's order.

This reminded Roland of the long-term support of the imperial soldiers, and Angelo leading them to make a final decision.

Although he didn't see it, as long as he thought about it, he couldn't control himself.

But in the face of these people who can do the same thing, Roland can only helplessly.

After a stalemate for a while, Roland gave the order to disband, and then walked towards the gathering place of the army. The knights saw this and moved out of the way.

As Roland moved forward, they followed suit.

He stopped, and so did they.

Vicky even came to his side, silently standing side by side with him.

"Why bother?"

"We are all dependent on you for our existence. If you just leave like this, then what are we?

No wife has ever been able to do it calmly, and no knight has ever seen their lord go to hell alone. "

Seeing that Roland was finally no longer silent, Vicky said what she had been holding back in her heart.

If you're going to die, let's all be together!

In this way, there is no need to linger in this world alone.

There is also a companion on the road to Huangquan, so that you will not feel lonely and hopeless.

At this moment, Ivar Osborn came over, "Earl Roland, if you want to avenge the orcs, please bring us with you."

After speaking, he pointed to the Osborne people behind him, and Roland realized that even they were fully clothed.

Now it was Roland's turn to be silent, he handed the sword in his hand to Vicky, and gave the order for everyone to disband.

Only then did everyone leave, but they didn't have any intention of disarming, apparently because they were worried that he would insist on fighting.

Seeing this, Roland picked up Iva and put it on his right arm, then dispersed everyone in the Osborn family, and then led him to the side.

After getting away from the crowd, Roland said with a serious face, "Iva, who taught you those words?"

Seeing this, Iva laughed loudly, "Don't underestimate me, Earl Roland, as the heir of a duke family, I have received a good education since childhood.

Father and grandfather entrusted us to you, so we can only depend on you when we are young.

Have you ever thought about one thing, if you die and lose the protection of force, what kind of situation will the descendants of the northern nobles face? "

Roland immediately put away the contempt in his heart, and Ivar's words reminded him of some bad things.

He felt a little heartbroken when he thought that such a young child had to think about these things by himself.

The descendants of the northern nobles should be doing well now, not because of the sacrifices or achievements made by their ancestors.

Just because they have a certain use value, whether it is to resist the orcs or drive the orcs back to their hometown, the kingdom needs more troops.

And the descendants of the Northern Territory who died in order to protect those civilians will surely be able to call more people to join the army. In order to regain the land where their ancestors lived for generations, the new Northern Territory soldiers must be more heroic.

His Majesty only needs to use his youth as an excuse to take over and even empty them.

Even as long as he takes advantage of his status as a king, he can hold these soldiers firmly in his hands.

Civilians will not understand the twists and turns, as long as it works properly, it can be used as a private soldier.

After regaining the northern border, they will inevitably face various conspiracies that follow.

Only by putting them to death can the nobles of the kingdom better carve up the land in the northern border.

Even if His Majesty is unwilling to do so, those nobles will try to force them.

They will even resort to various means to legally and reasonably deprive them of their titles, even their lives.

People living in this world cannot have deviations, and it takes a little effort to keep themselves on a rational track.

"Thank you for reminding me, Evar Osborne."

Seeing the pride on Iva's face, Roland smiled and stretched out his thick left hand, "Then, thank you for your enlightenment."

"Do you really understand?"

It's just that Iva doesn't seem to trust it very much. In his opinion, it is very powerful for a person to be proficient in a lifetime. Earl Roland is so prosperous in martial arts, isn't his intelligence low?
Seeing Iva's face full of distrust, Roland felt that he was really just a child.

She touched his face lovingly, and then told the cruel truth.

Roland made a decision, that is, no matter what he did or discussed, he would bring this child with him.

Being so smart, he must be able to learn a lot from the constant battles and struggles.

It's just that it's a little hard for him.

However, in this troubled world, who is no longer struggling?
That is something that is beyond reach in peaceful times.

Seeing more and more orcs in front of them, among them were ogre-like creatures with a height of 3 meters, which caused waves of uproar and panic in the human phalanx.

His Majesty Quesnel finally understood one thing, the only ones left in the northern border were those who ran back last.

Finally, he didn't have to make a difficult choice, but at this time he was not happy at all, and he was even confused about the future of the kingdom.

He began to regret, regretting why he spread such rumors and drove away the last soldiers in the northern border, thus losing nearly 10 elite soldiers.

Even in terms of numbers, Rhodes Kingdom is still at a disadvantage.

Suddenly, a few slaps sounded in the big tent, and the imperial guard followed the sound, and quickly noticed His Majesty's palm and reddish face.

They were so scared that they stood upright one by one, as if they hadn't seen anything.

It's just that His Majesty Quesnel doesn't have any intention of pursuing it at all, and his heart is not here at all. After losing the south and the north one after another, the Kingdom of Rhodes has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Let anyone knead.

The rapid fall of the North Wind Fortress gave him a terrible impression, which made them unable to give up any resistance on this plain.

The nobles of those two parts must have such worries, and they would even evacuate here overnight with their soldiers.

No, maybe in order to escape, they might choose to leave these soldiers behind to resist the orcs.

He can completely trust these nobles to do any crazy things in order to protect themselves.

Thinking of this, His Majesty Quesnel suddenly woke up, and the cold sweat flowed down uncontrollably.

He first ordered the nobles to be summoned, and then he called the herald to spread the news that the orcs had entered the customs and the northern border had completely fallen.

Most of the letters contained words about human righteousness. Of course, the tone became very humble, begging them to lead soldiers to reinforce here.

Only when they completely give up their dignity as a king can they choose to believe in themselves.

He even wanted to give up the title of king and use the entire Rhodes Kingdom as their reward for sending troops, but after struggling for a long time, he still didn't make this decision.

He also wanted to invite Earl Roland to talk about the North Wind Fortress, but the messenger he sent came back alone.

He looked at the nobles in the big tent indifferently, and said loudly that the ancestral foundation cannot be destroyed in his hands. If these nobles wanted to leave, they would have to ask the sword in his hand if they would agree.

There was no response, only silence, and they spent the whole night like this.
(End of this chapter)