The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

Tampa suddenly felt dizzy.

These injuries basically mean that he has become a disabled person.

However, he quickly broke out of this depression.

'Now there are more important things. As long as I return to the capital, these injuries can be more or less repaired.Now the key is...'

"Walter, where is General Maximian? I want to see him!"

That's right, the most important thing now is to confirm the situation of the legion.

As long as the Legion is still operating normally, there is nothing to fear at all.

Unfortunately, Walter's answer is:

"Sorry Your Majesty, General Maximian... I can only say that no one has seen him."

"what?"

This answer shocked Tempus even more than the death of the old general.

As the most respected general in the country, his disciples and acquaintances are all over the army. Tempus believes that there should be at least tens of thousands of people here who know Maximian.

No one saw it, so what does that mean?

"Well, we can only guess that the general's body may be too broken for no one to identify and gather in the chaos."

Walter's speculation hit Tempus in the chest like a heavy hammer.

Maximian, his vassal minister, the famous military god in the mainland, the model of Marconian soldiers, and the most reliable ballast stone of the royal family, just died like this, and no one collected his body?

Also, what does this confusion mean...

"Where's the Legion?"

Tempus asked eagerly.

"Your Majesty, I can only say that there are no legions left."

Walter's voice sounded extraordinarily bitter.

"General Gibran was smashed to pieces in the first wave of explosions. General Gilbert took the two Skyfire Legion regiments desperately to undertake the task of rear guard, and the entire army should have been wiped out by now."

"I followed General Gilbert's final order to escort you to forcibly break through."

Great fear gripped Tempus.

His legions, his generals, his...

How could this be?In the end what happened?

"Where is the Dawn Knights?"

"They have less than a centurion left. They have been clearing the way for everyone since this journey. Even though they are all unparalleled warriors, they are just... just ghosts standing there with faith. .”

"Why? Why is this..."

Tempus murmured to himself.

But Walter still thought it was a question, and he answered very simply:

"The enemy's bombing was too deadly. Half of our senior commanders were killed or seriously injured in the explosion, which directly caused chaos in the Legion."

"Then enemy reinforcements arrived at the worst possible moment and surrounded us."

"If you woke up at that time, maybe you could have a different ending, but..."

Missed, after all, is missed.

Tempus felt as if he was soaking in cold water, getting colder and heavier.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? Come on, hurry up and call Pastor Sandy over, Your Majesty is unconscious again!"

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Chapter 7 Saint Gillian Guards This Place

"Quick, quicker!"

Elaine was uncharacteristically gentle, and urged the half-orc warrior beside him in a stern tone.

"We have to get to the border before dawn, the enemy is coming soon!"

Yes, the marching speed of the Arcane Alliance exceeded everyone's imagination.

In other words, the Arcane Alliance may not have given priority to resolving the remnants of Tempus as everyone predicted, but directly set the goal of the second stage as the fortress area in the west of Marconia.

After receiving Serena's summons, Elaine, who was still organizing the orc reinforcements step by step, couldn't sit still at all.

She simply selected some compatriots with the best endurance, and led a forced march to reinforce the western border defense.

And her efforts paid off.

Before dawn, these more than 300 half-orc warriors successfully entered Said Pass and stood on the defensive position.

And Elaine saw the same dusty Serena again.

"Sister Serena, we're here!"

Looking at Elaine who was a little out of breath, Serena smiled and stretched out her hand to touch her furry ears.

"It's really amazing, my little cat. Now, I have the confidence to face the army of the alliance."

"Uh, confidence?"

Elaine blinked in bewilderment.

Although she led a part of the compatriots to march into place, even those who don't know anything about military affairs should know that the troops that have just completed the forced march do not have any combat power to count on.

Even if there are many priests and nuns here to help treat and recuperate, these half-orcs may take two or three days to fully recover their combat power.

But at this moment, at most they can stand behind the city wall and put on a show.

"Yeah, I have the confidence to have someone acting as the background. As for the battle... don't worry, I can't fight with me."

Elaine didn't know where Serena's confidence came from, but she had already formed a concept that it was right to listen to Serina, so she didn't ask any more questions.

At dawn, the armies of the Arcane Alliance appeared on the western horizon.

Many garland flags fluttered against the morning wind, while the black crowd brought an infinite chill.

Looking at the enemy troops slowly pressing down, Elaine felt her tongue was dry and her muscles tensed.

But when she couldn't help looking at Serena beside her, she found that her master was still calm and composed.

"The appearance is very good... Hehe, Elaine, raise your flag, and then raise my flag after hearing my order!"

Elaine nodded, pulled the messenger over and gave orders quickly.

Soon, the flags belonging to the half-orc territory were flying everywhere in the fortress under their feet - the green flag with the imprint of silver animal paws.

This scene obviously made the alliance troops on the opposite side stagnate.

Serena looked around and smiled with satisfaction.

"Hmph, as I expected, they are all pretending. Come on, let's see who looks more similar."

Although the information was very messy, Serena still guessed that the alliance army that could arrive here at this time must not be an elite force.

Tempus's legion is not a soft persimmon. Even if the command system collapses, those elite legionnaires cannot be easily taken down.

The few elite members of the Secret Art Alliance must work together to besiege Tempus.

And those who can be drawn out to rush to the western region as soon as possible to seize the opportunity must be local miscellaneous brands.

At first glance, these miscellaneous brands seem to be somewhat intimidating, but once they see the situation beyond the information they are told, they will definitely show their timidity.

This is not it, just try out the background color.

Of course, even if the Orcs appeared here, the Alliance Army would not be afraid.

Soon, several cavalrymen appeared below Guancheng.

"Marconians, we have captured your king and buried your legions!"

"Now, it's time for you to recognize the situation and surrender immediately!"

"Our strength is enough to crush you easily. But out of kindness, we are still willing to give you one last chance!"

"As long as you surrender, you can leave here and go home immediately after putting down your weapons! We can guarantee the safety of your personal property and pay you travel expenses."

"Whoever is willing to join the alliance, we can accept and give preferential treatment this time. Officers will be retained, and soldiers will immediately receive a settling allowance!"

"And if you refuse to surrender, then we have no choice but to announce that we will kill all the recalcitrants after breaking through the pass!"

Serena immediately discovered that there was a commotion in the original defenders here.

That's right, this condition is generous enough, and the original defenders here are already of poor quality.

Marconia has always been on the offensive, so naturally he would not put the elite on such boring things as defending the fortress.

However, the arrival of the half-orc warriors still effectively frightened these soldiers.

They don't know that these half-orcs are just appearances now. All they know is that those big-bodied half-beasts may really eat them alive according to the orders of their superiors...

Seeing that there was no response from Guancheng, the alliance army stopped talking nonsense and began to attack the city step by step.

Serena soon noticed that the siege equipment brought by these guys was not only few, but also a single type.

This even more shows that the alliance army in front of them arrived in a hurry with almost no time to prepare.

But the soldiers on her side, whether they were humans or half-orcs, became a little flustered.

Humans really know that they are useless, and half-orcs really know that they can't lift their strength now.

"Raise my banner, Elaine."

Following Serena's order, the banner belonging to the chief saint was also erected.

In the morning sun, the banner with the golden cross representing the four pillar gods, the three short silver lines representing Saint Gillian, and the wing pattern representing the noble status of the chief saint fluttered with thin brilliance.

Serena, who was also standing on the top of the wall at this moment, shouted loudly.

"I am Saint Serena, patron of Saint Gillian."

"Goddess St. Gillian is watching here right now."

"It is absolutely impossible for members of the Secret Law Alliance to set foot on the top of the city today - because St. Gillian is guarding this place today!"

After finishing speaking, she also released a magic spell with full light and shadow effects at any time.

Golden dots of light spewed out around her, spreading over the entire fortress.

And as these light spots slowly fell, no matter whether they were human soldiers or half-orc warriors, they all felt excited.

Faced with such a scene, all the Union soldiers who were preparing their equipment stopped in shock.

Then, a mage officer of the alliance army appeared, commanding the troops to retreat and turn to build a camp.

They know very well that this battle cannot be fought today.

And Serena, who successfully completed the pretending work, also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I didn't miss anything, everything is still in time."

"Next, it's time to really need muscles..."

Chapter 8 When the confrontation is in progress

"Thank goodness you're here, Margaret."

When Margaret saw Serena, it was rare to see Serena's tired face.

"What, is it bad?"

Margaret asked in surprise.

"It's not bad. In fact, I know that the opponent is temporarily unable to launch an attack, and the opponent also knows that my side is actually quite empty."

"But for the sake of morale and face, we have to come up with some tricks every day to refresh our sense of existence."

"The problem is that there are almost ten troops on the opposite side. They come from different regions of the alliance, and each of them can play some new tricks."