Mount & Blade: Wind of War

In the ancient orc army, inside the big tent.

As Ke Zhida and the little emperor looked at each other, the old man suddenly stepped forward and pulled open the little orc's sleeves, only to see that the little orc's arms were covered with knife marks.

The old and new wounds were obviously not cut in one or two days.

"The strongest emotion in this world is hatred. The most powerful motivation, besides natural love, is hatred."

"But don't cut yourself with a knife in the future. After this battle, if I am gone, there will be no one to restore your bones and recuperate your body."

Listening to the words of the extremely hateful person in front of him, after all, he was still too young, and the expression on the face of the ancient orc little emperor was half extreme fear and half pretending to be calm.

However, Ke Daer ignored it, just talking to himself, recalling all kinds of past events.

"Back then, I assisted your father with all my strength, helped him win the throne, and helped him run the country. At that time, we were best friends."

"However, as my cultivation became higher and higher, I saw more and more 'futures'. I told your father about these futures, but he didn't listen... In his heart, he gradually lost the ambition to revitalize the ancient orcs."

"Then what is your ambition? Leading the ancient orcs, all of us will go to destruction together? You want to attack the human empire, have you attacked it now? You haven't, I only see you leading a million troops, but being suppressed outside a human city, and there are ten or a hundred human cities behind this human city. At that time, there will be so many people for you to sacrifice?"

When Kedar talked about his father, the little orc finally couldn't hold himself back anymore. He raised his head and roared angrily, no longer caring whether the demon in front of him would kill him directly in anger.

"...Maybe I'm wrong. In the many futures I've seen before, the city in front of me didn't seem to appear suddenly. If I could lead the army into the heart of humanity, plunder their civilization and obtain a large number of human slaves, then my ancient orcs would have a great chance to become the new overlord in the future war that will affect the entire continent."

"Maybe I'm wrong, but your parents, brother, and sister all died in my hands. They are weaker than me. If I'm wrong, then why are they right?"

The values ​​of orcs are very simple: "If I can kill you, then I'm stronger than you. In other words, all the choices I make are correct."

"Okay, I didn't call you in to argue with you. These boring and meaningless things are not worth getting involved in. "

"Your temperament and bones are not suitable for practicing the "Hegemon Sword Art" taught by your father. I originally planned to let you polish your bones for two more years to lay a solid foundation, but judging from the current situation, I'd better give it to you earlier. This "Eight Burning Heaven Mirror" is relatively more suitable for you to practice. However, I have given you the skills. It is up to you to choose whether to practice it or not. "

"Practicing this "Eight Burning Heaven Mirror", you have a greater chance of successfully breaking through to the fifth-level legendary realm, but the price you pay may be that you will never get out of the rules I set for your whole life. You can choose the future path yourself."

After handing the secret book of skills that he had spent countless efforts to compile to the still ignorant little emperor.

Kedal drove it out, and then he fell into the darkness of the big tent, meditating. Although it is impossible to recover from the injury, it is still very meaningful for the next decisive battle if he can adjust his body and mind to the best state.

The little emperor holding the secret book looked back at the tent in front of him with a somewhat inexplicable look after being driven out of the tent.

This tent was patched up and repaired several times, and it was not even as spacious and comfortable as the tent he lived in. However, Kedar lived like this for decades and managed the entire country.

"Can I really do this for this country and this race like this in the future?"

In the next few days, the ancient orc army's attack on the Lonely Mountain Castle became more and more fierce. Even when the war was the most tense, even Fatis had to take action to suppress the situation.

As the only legendary combat power in the Lonely Mountain Castle, Fatis should not act easily under normal circumstances. When the high-end combat power of his side is missing and the number is less than that of the opponent, Fatis should hide himself so that the enemy legendary extraordinary person cannot grasp his movements. This is the maximum containment.

After all, the ancient orcs were not willing to lose a legendary extraordinary easily. If they followed the army and attacked without knowing Fatis's movements, they would be easily assassinated by him.

However, even if Fatis had no choice but to kill the ancient orcs, the legendary extraordinary on the ancient orcs' side still did not make a move.

This abnormality quickly aroused the vigilance of Resarit and Rhodes, because if a legendary knight was allowed to kill wantonly on the battlefield, the effect would be very exaggerated over time. Especially in this kind of city defense environment where you can attack and defend, theoretically, as long as Fatis is given enough time, he can kill the ancient orc army of one million troops alone while ensuring his own safety. Of course, this is impossible in reality.

In reality, it is either the army that collapses first, or the people that collapse first. Day after day of high-intensity combat and killing, even the one who kills can't stand it.

"They are using the lives of low-level soldiers to continuously consume Lord Fatis's state and fighting spirit. It seems that it will not be long before they will launch a general attack on a scale far beyond the current one." Resarit stared at the deduction sand table in front of him, worrying so much that his head hurt.

During this period of time, he kept thinking and consuming his mind, and the accumulated fatigue was no less than that of the soldiers and knights fighting on the front line.

"So what can we do? We can only fight against the enemy and cover the water with earth. After all, we have no way to retreat."

The Lonely Mountain Castle is now surrounded by heavy siege. Although the water supply in the city is not a problem, from a military point of view, it is already in a desperate situation.

However, it is precisely because of this that all the nobles of the northern province in the city dared not to do their best, and all the soldiers and civilians in the city dared not to fight for their lives.

After many young and strong people in the city went up to the top of the city, they saw those terrifying orcs and were scared to death. Then they passed the fear into the city, which made the entire Lonely Mountain Castle more united.

After all, if they couldn't hold the city, given the style of the ancient orcs attacking the city, it would obviously be the end result that the entire city would be massacred without a single person left alive.