Before he was crowned king II

As dusk approaches, the setting sun casts long slanted shadows, and white smoke rises slowly from the orc camp.

"What's wrong with you? Why have you been away for so long?" Kaisen sat on the tree stump and looked up at Evan who was walking slowly.

"Ah, nothing,? Just washed my face." Evan sat down stiffly, picked up the wooden stick on the ground with his left hand, and poked the burning fire vigorously, "I'm fine,? I'm now Waking up like never before."

"Really? Congratulations." Although he didn't understand, Kaisen still nodded in agreement.

"Congratulations." Evan clenched his fists with grief and indignation, "Did you know... Lilith is married! She looks so young! She already has a husband!"

"Then... congratulate her."

"Kayson, please shut up." Evan held his head, his expression almost unbearable.

The joy and sorrow of life obviously cannot be shared. Kaisen turned his head and noticed some commotion coming from the tent.

Accompanied by Gargaru, the aged Balget stood on a stone platform as high as a man.

"All warriors of the Orc Alliance!" The deafening roar made everyone tremble.

Kaisen was startled, it was hard to believe that the voice came from Balgett's old body.

"According to the king's order,? Tonight, the Orc Alliance will cooperate with the believers of Chenxing to organize the first self-defense counterattack against the aggression of the Saint Via Empire! Our goal is to regain the western capture point that was encroached by the Saint Via army!" Balget shouted to the soldiers below.

"Tonight... isn't that going to leave soon?" Someone looked at the drowsy sky and muttered to himself.

"So fast? Don't you want to prepare before the battle?"

"Our enemy is the notorious Spear of the Empire!"

"I know that some people may question that this battle plan is too hasty,? But I want to say that this happens to prove the advantages of this battle arrangement!

If even we can't predict it, then the imperial army won't have any defenses!

With this alone, we absolutely must seize this opportunity!We must take back the territory that belongs to the orcs! "

Balgett's wooden stick struck the stone surface hard, every time it sounded like a passionate heartbeat.

"As expected of an experienced chief, the inspiring level is about to catch up with our messenger." Aiko and Lilith stood outside the noisy crowd.

"He can't compare with the messenger." Lilith said softly, "If the sub-orcs had sought our cooperation earlier, why would they be in such a mess now."

"Maybe..." Ai Ko sighed, "But I think they should be scared. The fear of magic has been spreading in this land more than ten years ago, and it probably hasn't dissipated until now."

"Do we finally have the strength to launch a counterattack against Saint Via..." The young soldiers showed excitement on their faces.

"Don't lie! Even if the empire is defenseless, we will not be able to fight against the magical power! Are you going to lie to us again to die!" Suddenly a trembling voice sounded.

Everyone looked around, and the one who blatantly sang the opposite was a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and decadent clothes. He sat on the ground like a child, with nothing in his trousers.

"Cripple Toby, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zadegar soon recognized the man's identity, and reprimanded beautifully.

"I'm not talking nonsense! You are lying!" Toby's face was full of fear, "You are lying to these young people! They have never seen the power of magic! They have no idea what they are going to fight against!

You just call me Toby the Cripple, but don't you know why I lost my legs...

12 years ago, when I was standing there, the ground suddenly started to freeze. I realized that I couldn’t move out of nowhere, and then I lowered my head and my legs were frozen into icicles!

If it wasn't for the comrades in arms who broke my legs in time, I would have died a long time ago...

From the beginning to the end, I didn't even see the shadow of the enemy. Under that kind of terrifying dominance, we can't win hope at all! "

"That's enough! Shut up! You're talking, but it's a capital offense!" Zadegar rushed up, pinched Toby's neck severely, and forcibly stopped the other party from speaking.

"What's the difference between me... now... and death..." Toby's face turned pale.

"You coward," Zadgar said through gritted teeth.

"Zadegar, let him go. He didn't say anything wrong. Maybe many people here haven't experienced it personally, but I also want to tell you about the great war 12 years ago..."

Balgut's voice grew heavy, "about the battle where we were imprisoned in the Exiled Lands. Although only 12 years have passed, for the younger generation, this battle mostly exists only in the vague in memory.

Because it ended so quickly, we didn't even have a few battles with the Empire, and the previous king signed the "White Dove Peace Treaty". "

Emotions flickered in Balget's eyes, "This is a humiliating and helpless move. Our soldiers suffered countless casualties, and few of them came back alive. The Asian orcs suffered a disastrous defeat.

The horror of magic is far beyond our imagination. If it weren't for someone in the imperial army who made a fatal mistake in casting spells, we might not even have the chance to surrender. "

"If this is the case, then why do we still have to fight?" Some people began to waver, "If you can't win, if you just go to die, then there is no point at all! Just surrender as before!"

"Because we have nowhere to go! We have been expelled to the borders of the world! If we don't fight, the only thing waiting for us is death!"

"Why..." The crippled Toby had tears streaming down his face.Many people's faces turned pale. They knew that the imperial army was powerful, but they didn't know that history was many times more cruel than they imagined.

"Yeah, why is that? If possible, I would also like to ask the great creator, why didn't he bestow powerful and mysterious magical talents on us sub-orcs?

Why do we have a human-like appearance but cannot have the same fair fate as humans!

Why can we only be powerless like livestock and allow ourselves to be slaughtered, and we are not even allowed to live! "

Balget asked vigorously, "Why? Why can't we live? Why can't our family and children live? Tell me! Who wants to deprive us of the right to live?"

"It's a human! It's a shameless empire! They don't have such a right! I want to live!" the lame Toby screamed with red eyes.

"Yes, we want to live, they have no right to do so. In fact, death is not terrible, all of us will die, but it should never be today! If someone insists on taking our lives today, then we will bite them off neck!"

Balget's hoarse throat roared like a lion, "Soldiers, unleash your anger! Orcs will never surrender!"

Howling, howling with all their strength, after Balget finished speaking, all the orc warriors were howling.

The howling sound was like thunder under the rainstorm, and the unyielding anger burned in the eyes of the beasts.

At this moment, St. Viadu, Fredericksburg.

"Okay, all the chess pieces are finally in their positions." Sean folded his hands and leaned back in the chair, looking down at the huge sand table from a height, and he had a panoramic view of all the battles in the Northern Territory.

"The Orc Alliance has already deployed, all that remains is to avoid the sharpest point of the spear."

"San Via's army was originally divided into two parts. Now, under the intervention of the Scarlet Vanguard, they have to send a lot of troops to protect the supply line."

Herrell said, "The imperial lady's troops have been greatly reduced, why don't you seize this opportunity of a surprise attack and hit her main force directly."

"The strength of senior magicians cannot be ignored. The magic with large-scale lethality is too restrained for the sub-orcs who rely on melee combat. If they accidentally step into an ambush, the end is doomed to lose everything."

Sean's fingertips scratched his chin, "Besides, this is the first battle of cooperation. Rather than gambling to pursue strategic significance, it is better to win beautifully. This will make it easier for us to establish prestige and gain faith in the alliance."

"You really thought of all the benefits in advance." Helear said.

"The interests of the gods must be put first." Sean smiled back.

Helaier folded his hands on his chest, snorted coldly, and said in a low voice: "Do you usually rely on these nice words to coax His Royal Highness around?"

"I don't think so, His Royal Highness never lacks nice words in his ears." Sean said lightly.

"Oh, then what technique did you use to capture his heart?" Herrell narrowed her rose-colored eyes.

"I don't have the ability to capture Prince Mars. His ambition will always be the throne first, and His Royal Highness has a good impression of me at most."

Sean said, "As for why His Highness has different feelings for me, I think part of the reason is that he likes me very much. And I happen to be very similar to him in some respects."

"Heh, it's really similar, especially in terms of pride and narcissism."

Sean smiled not silently, it wasn't that what Herrell said was so interesting, it was just that he suddenly discovered that these are the two qualities that all superiors must have.

Because you are so pretentious, you love yourself more than the world.

Sean touched the "Oracle Medal" next to his ear: "Well, Aiko, let's start. Take people to the predetermined location, and let them swallow this fruit of victory according to the plan."

Damn, some readers asked me in a private message if I had already decided on a CP, and if I had decided on a CP, why didn’t I just say who it was.

I think this question is very good, so I will briefly explain my answer.

First of all, I give this my definition as a drama!Drama!I don't know how other authors write, but when I write a plot, I usually first confirm the general main line, set up a few contradictory characters that reflect the theme, and then play it like a game of chess to make these characters collide and create sparks.

I find it more interesting to write this way, and there will be surprises that I can't even think of.

Just like the character of Mars, when I first imagined it, he was a cannon fodder character, but as I discovered more of his characteristics, he naturally had a relationship line, because his character is Will be attracted to people like Sean.

This is not something I can decide by patting my head, it is determined by the whole story and his character design.

In the same way, regarding the emotional belonging of the protagonist, I can only find the natural answer in the later development of the story.

For example, so far, I can't let Sean be with any character. In my opinion, it is impossible and it is a crappy design.

To sum up, the emotional line is extended by the plot line, and the plot line is advanced by the characters' wishes.

"Coronation" has written more than 50 words, and the characters have basically been shaped. They have their own personalities, positions, and goals.I am really more like a recorder now, I can only take one step at a time.

I may not have used the word "buying stock articles" properly, because I am not actually deciding the position based on the voice or vote of readers.Here, I apologize to readers who misunderstood. orz

In the middle of the night, Luo Liba wrote a bunch of nonsense, wasting everyone's time.Finally, I would like to thank everyone for their support of the genuine version!

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感谢在2021-03-21?00:21:28-2021-03-21?23:51:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

16021023, Azure? 1;

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Enron? 5 bottles;