Orc Tyrant

A crow with black feathers crowed on the wall.

Lambert followed it toward the fading sky, humming a little song softly on his lips, and the early darkness of the setting sun completely sinking into the ground made him completely unable to see the distant situation, but he was not worried about what would happen.

When another bird swept over his head suddenly, Lambert was shocked suddenly, and then looked back to the back of the fortress.

He is now located at the No. 1 outpost, which is also the forefront of the fortress. The tallest large outpost is nearly 20 meters high. It looks like a lighthouse, or it is indeed such a thing, but it is attracted. It will never be a boat with friendship.

Looking around, surrounded by towering curtain walls, it is a small city built in gravel and dust, and a large number of gray-silver and dark-colored rock buildings are scattered around.

The black smoke rising from the east port is very conspicuous even from a kilometer away. Some small gunboats are returning, and they have just finished their day of training.

Spikes and barbed wire surround the anti-impact sloping wall. Looking from the tower, a straight new railway runs through the extended houses and smoky industrial facilities, and finally gathers at the Central Station. The fortress has complete facilities, including not only places for soldiers to relax and entertain, but also factories for repairing machinery and arsenals capable of producing light weapons.

In the most central position, the spire of the church towering next to the square is faintly visible. It is a building composed of stained glass and ornate balconies. It is the "soul" of the entire fortress. The surrounding buildings seem to be frightened by its existence. On the contrary, there is no one above the third floor, as if just a little bit higher is disrespectful to the Holy Father Kaimon.

Crossing the church, the terrain of Aswan suddenly became open, which meant that they were the only obstacle that could stand in between the barbarian Ouke and the civilians. Such pressure made every soldier garrisoned dare not relax.

Suddenly, Lambert heard a questioning grunt from Magnum beside him.

"Come and see this..."

The sentry said so, and at the same time handed Taino a pair of binoculars.

"...Looks like a sandstorm or something."

Lambert looked through his binoculars and saw a cloud wall made of flying sand and dust rushing towards them, about four kilometers away.

"Any news from the Rangers?"

He stared at the distant scene and asked, after the thrilling night attack a few days ago, the fortress had increased the frequency of the rangers, and everyone felt a little nervous.

Oak had never launched such a raid at night. When Lambert was resting, the sudden gunfire and gunfire lifted him straight off the bed. When he hurried to the top of the post, all he saw was Ou. Kna was about to disappear from his back, he still didn't understand how these brainless beasts surpassed their warning.

Fortunately, his superiors did not make any specific punishments for his dereliction of duty, but Lambert knew that he probably would not have any chance to be promoted. For this reason, he became more cautious. Every time the Rangers returned and passed by, he would personally. Ask about the situation.

From that night attack, he smelled the smell of war, just like the last time, although he was just a small soldier at that time, after nearly 90% of the entire company was killed, he stood out and got the chance to be promoted to platoon leader.

"No."

Magnon replied:

"I remember, didn't Kendy say that everything is normal?"

Lambert pushed his blond hair away from his face, toward the direction of the sandstorm, he increased the magnification of the telescope, and tried to keep the field of view as stable as possible.

But except for the smoke and dust rising from the ground, he could see nothing. The early darkness of day and night almost destroyed his eagle-like eyesight, but the rumbling sound did not sound like a sandstorm.

"and many more!"

For a moment, a darker shape appeared in the dust. He hurriedly supported his arm on the parapet and tried to focus the telescope.

Suddenly, he felt that he had seen the figure emerging from the dust, he stabilized his body and adjusted the focus for the last time.

"That is……"

More and more silhouettes appeared in the smoke and dust, stirring the gravel behind them, a large group of humanoid figures walking on foot.

They leaned down, gasped like a steam engine hissing, and waved their weapons into the air. After a few seconds, Lambert could finally see them.

Under the dust in the sky, almost endless big men are steadily advancing, tens of thousands.

"Holy Father..."

Lambert panted, and removed his cold fingers from the telescope.

"Ok!!! Ok!!!"

Frightened screams echoed in the wasteland into the night accompanied by long sirens, and whistles one after another made their own voices, indicating that the most terrifying things were happening.

The second Ouke invasion!

"Quick! Quick!"

The soldiers who were still dining became perplexed by the sudden alarm, but the officers with grey faces rushed into the cafeteria and kicked the table over with their feet.

"Line up! All line up! Ok is here! Not a drill! Not a drill!"

The helpless soldiers were driven out from the cafeteria and houses like a flock of sheep. They instinctively lined up, and then marched towards the high wall that was about to be covered with their blood. Many were nervous, and some were particularly frightened. Most of them are veterans who survived the last time.

All weapons and ammunition were taken out of the warehouse, the canvas on the cannon was torn off, the ammunition box was violently pried open, the station whistle sounded, and the armored train was ready for operation.

As if to add fire to the chaos, another voice sounded amid the sharp sirens.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !

The roar containing anger swept through the wasteland like a storm. There was only one source of sound, but it overwhelmed all the noise. Many soldiers who had never heard Ok's roar couldn't help but tremble. They looked nervously. officer.

"what is that?"

"The thing you are aiming at next!"

The officers answered in this way, and then more similar roars rang out, weaving into a violent ballad.

Let's go! Let's go! We go everywhere!

Come on, everyone! Come on, everyone! I will go first!

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! ! ! ! !

In this passionate roar, a huge roar came from the horizon, and the Oukes' cannons fired first.

"It's finally here."

Yusuf looked into the distance, and even without a telescope, he could see the raised flag. Although the pattern on it was changed, the symbolic meaning of it had not changed.

The wave of destruction came, and the old man's hands trembled slightly, but not because of fear, but from the excitement of the accelerated blood flow.

He stood opposite it again, maybe he would lose a lot, but he promised to make the other party lose more!

"Guk, let's compete again!"

Yusuf stroked the commanding sword on his waist with his fingertips. It was a brand new thin sword, recast from the broken sword of his eldest son, just like his final will.