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Chapter 172: A choice without a choice is never a cho

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Taking advantage of the gap between Goron's rolling outside the city, Crimson Fury and Pale Flame have already completed Longyan's savings.

They instantly changed the trajectory of their flight, slammed their bodies down and gathered the bat wings, and quickly fell towards the city head of the North Wind Fortress.

This move caused Gruul to be furious. After roaring at the dragon, he began to do his best to destroy the city wall.

An attempt was made to turn this place into its own battlefield to attack the dragons that provoked it several times.

In desperation, the humans on the city wall began to quickly retreat towards the city, and the facts have proved one thing to them.

In the face of a creature like Goron, they have no way at all. Instead of giving it away in vain, it is better to kill a few orcs and pay back.

It can also add a chance for victory in the battle between humans and beasts in the future.

The dragon did not attack the raging Gruul, which had already proven itself strong.

They chose the gronns who looked a little weaker.

Since human kerosene can cause damage to gronn, dragon flames can definitely kill them.

They did not choose to swipe quickly this time, but stopped for a while above the constantly rolling Goron, mercilessly spraying flames.

Goron let out a burst of lamentation, they wanted to resist, but they did not have the strong body and will of Gruul.

Just being dominated by pain, she let out a painful and meaningless howl.

The giant dragon flew into the sky again, and continued to wait for the next powerful attack. After destroying the other Gorons first, the only target was Gruul, who was raging on the city wall.

If you give them enough time, Gruul will be exhausted here.

Roland had been taken away from the city wall by his companions, and came under the city wall, looking at the open city gate and the Knights of the Storm who were waiting.

He stayed there directly, the Imperial Flame Sword in his hand had also loosened, and fell heavily to the ground, but he didn't care about it.

All the people in the Northwind Fortress were tumbling in their minds, and they were those who raised their swords in front of Goron's giant claws, although their resistance was meaningless to Goron.

But it aroused the will of resistance in people's hearts, so that people recklessly ignited themselves, and rushed directly to the culprit, Goron.

They not only ignited those huge alien races, but also ignited the hope of the remaining people to live, although it is still slim.

But no longer desperate.

In the contrast of everyone's life and death, these retreating people seem out of place.

They prefer to choose generosity, but they also know that they can make more contributions to human beings for the useful ones.

That is to kill more alien races other than Gorons. Although meaningless battles can add another tragic to them, it is not beneficial to human beings.

They can't let themselves die without blood on their hands, which is equally ashamed of their ancestors, especially in this North Wind Fortress where more ancestors' corpses are buried.

A choice without a choice is never a choice, and Roland was extremely aggrieved and frustrated with such a result.

Looking at the Imperial Flame Sword lying quietly on the ground, he kicked it as if venting.

But he forgot the huge weight of the sword. This move only made him more embarrassed. Looking at the damage to the armor on his feet, Roland laughed.

The laughter revealed madness. For the first time, Roland, who was used to turning the tide in battle, felt powerless.

Looking at Roland who was squatting on the ground laughing, Vicky came to his side and squatted on the ground, watching the tears seeping from his eyes.

She took off the gauntlet silently, and reached out her hand to gently wipe it away.

Feeling the fingers in front of him, Roland opened his eyes and looked at his wife in front of him, and asked a wordless sentence, "Are you uncomfortable? Vicky."

Vicky opened the visor and looked at her husband in front of her with blue pupils, "Don't be sad, he has followed his suzerain and died in a glorious battle, and the Whitney family still has an heir.

Marico isn't that bad, but none of this has much to do with me.

The Whitnets don't want me thinking about them either, that would be considered thinking about their land.

I am the wife of Count Roland, and I just have to do my part. "

Hearing Vicky's words, Roland fell into contemplation. Yes, perhaps a glorious death in battle is not a good idea. With this thought, Roland picked up the weapon on the ground.

Obviously, what Vicky wanted to say to him was not that sentence, but the last sentence, which had nothing to do with him, Roland, all he needed was to do his part.

Protecting the youth of the Osborn family was his promise, and it was his responsibility to regain this place again, and even to kill the orcs out of the Northwind Fortress.

Looking at the giant dragon still hovering in the sky, Roland understood one thing, that is, the only human beings can rely on in the end is themselves.

Hehe smiled, "Everyone, line up and prepare to fight the orcs in the city."

Hearing his words, the imperial soldiers quickly set up a battle in the city. Seeing this scene, the remaining nobles in the northern realm seemed to have found their backbone and gathered here one after another.

As for the city wall, it has been completely destroyed by Gruul and cannot stand.

The sky suddenly sprinkled some blood, and Roland looked up, only to find that the two giant dragons had been fighting on their own, not knowing what the dispute was about.

However, these are no longer important to him. Among the people present today, one cannot escape.

If so, why not fight?

While speaking, Gruul had broken several huge gaps in the city wall, and its claws were covered with blood.

Glancing at the giant dragon in the sky and the three-headed Goron standing up outside the city, it roared and stepped forward, heading towards the human phalanx.

As for the two little dragons, they had disappeared at this time, and no one knew where they went.

The three-headed Gorons quickly retreated towards the back of the orc army with their charred skins. When the tribe members saw this, they spontaneously began to divide, and reserved a way for them to retreat.

Looking at the oncoming Gruul, Roland knew that he had no choice. If there is anyone here who can cause damage to Goron, there is no one except the weapon in his hand.

Roland felt the rapid beating of his heart, and the blood was circulating rapidly, which made his whole person in a kind of excitement, "Everyone, stand by."

After he finished speaking, he held up the Imperial Flame Sword and charged towards Gruul.

Seeing this, Andal was about to follow, but was pulled by Fox, "This is your own choice, respect it, Andal."

After saying that he had already shouted loudly at the end, Andal turned to look with disbelief, but found the tears in everyone's eyes, and had no choice but to put down the sword in his hand.

While speaking, Roland had quickly approached Gruer. Gruer did not respond to such courting behavior, but continued to move forward.

Goron's calf is already the highest point that Roland can reach. If he can choose, he doesn't want to attack this dull and painful place.

Also in distrust of weapons, he did not choose a slash that could cause more wounds, but chose a conservative stab.

It wasn't until the Imperial Flame Sword fiercely pierced its calf and felt pain that he kicked the leg like a conditioned reflex, trying to shake the creature on the calf.

Although this weapon looked cumbersome, it stabbed in exceptionally smoothly until it was blocked by the wide handguards on both sides.

Without this design, the sword might even slide directly into Goron's body, causing him to lose the sword and even give birth to this design to prevent the current situation.

After being stunned, Roland woke up and pulled out the weapon against Goron's legs with his legs, trying to avoid the slap from Gruul, but what he didn't expect was the shaking.

Therefore, when he just pulled out his weapon and was about to jump, he was directly thrown out, and after flying more than ten meters away, he fell heavily to the ground.

It's just that he got up quickly. As for the armor on his body that was broken, he directly ripped it to the ground, took a deep breath, and rushed up again.

Only then did Gruul seriously look at the human who caused damage to it, and with just one glance, its pupils quickly converged.

What flashed in his eyes were emotions that should not have appeared one by one, fear.

It recognizes this weapon and appears in its dreams countless times, killing the former King Goron again and again, turning it into a nightmare when it was young.

Looking at Goron who was stunned there, Roland did not choose to choose a fancy pace, but seized this opportunity and flew straight away.

After taking off the armor, a long-lost sense of ease flooded into his heart, which also made his movements more flexible.

But Gruul is a generation of kings after all, and he just came back to his senses in an instant. This is that person's weapon. If it were him, it wouldn't just be a sting.

"An ant is always an ant, and the power of a weapon cannot change this fact."

Gruul looked at the rushing humans with disdain, and waved his claws the moment Roland jumped.

Seeing this scene, many people were so frightened that they closed their eyes, and Vicky fell directly to the ground.

The wind stopped, the shouting and killing at the city gate gradually faded away, and all the noise stopped.

Looking at the growing claws in front of him, Roland's thoughts became extraordinarily clear, and he "slowly" chopped out the weapon in his hand.

Attempting to open a way to escape this mortal fate.

The claws and Roland collided once, without any noise, and no figures flew out. It seemed that Roland had been photographed into meat sauce and turned into fly ashes.

A mournful roar came from the sky, and the pale fury spewed out a mouthful of dragon flames, which shot at the huge dragon head of the crimson fury, without causing any damage.

However, Long Yan inevitably spilled, like a fireworks, but no one appreciated it.

Looking at the coldness in Pale Flame's eyes, Crimson Fury roared at it and directly closed the bat wings, falling straight down.

Roland, who closed his eyes, was ready for death, but he didn't feel any pain, he only felt that he had passed through something.

At this time Vicky had woken up, "Everyone, listen to my order, kill the Goron in front of you, and take revenge for your lord, my husband!"

Hearing a familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly, Roland opened his eyes, only to realize that he was not dead, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

It seems that he did not encounter Goron's hard hand bones, and his luck is very good.

Well, it hurts, but at least it's still alive, "Everyone, listen to my orders, stop where you are, and protect your mistress."

Looking at the voice, everyone found that Roland was covered in blood. Fortunately, his voice seemed to be at least full of anger, which made them feel relieved.

Only Vicky, she has respected Roland's idea once, and she doesn't want to feel the pain of loss.

Therefore, she took advantage of everyone's joyful gap, rushed out of the array and ran towards Roland.

Fortunately, she didn't lose her mind, but bypassed Goron and walked aside, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, "Andal, Aveline, keep up with Madam."

When Andal and Aveline got the order, they followed directly. As for Fox, they had to control this army and let it play its due role.

"mighty."

As soon as he remembered the first shout, the soldiers immediately followed the rhythm, and the mighty voices rang out, making Gruel not very annoying.

Looking at the rushing crowd, Roland did not choose to meet him. He didn't want anyone to attract the attention of Goron.

In the face of Gronn's attack, no one can escape this speed beyond perception.

The reason why he was able to evade this mortal attack was only the sharpness of the weapon, and perhaps a little bit of strength.

Roland smiled and greeted Goron in front of him, "Big man, how do you feel?"

"You succeeded in provoking me, ant, and you will pay with your life for it. So, are you ready to embrace death?"

After Gruul finished speaking, he was about to launch an attack, but it was quickly sprayed on the wound by the dragon flames that fell from the sky, and the wound that had not healed was scorched by the flames again.

It angrily roared at the giant dragon on its head, began to look for weapons that could be used around it, and finally set its sights on the city wall.

The crimson anger just flew in the air and continuously sprayed the dragon flames on Gruul, until the dragon flames were sprayed, and then they left here in a whirl.

Feeling the pain on his body, Gruul angrily threw a boulder, which did not hit the dragon but smashed many houses in the city.

Fortunately, there are no ordinary people in the North Wind Fortress at this time. The only people who can stay here are the soldiers and nobles~lightnovelpub.net~ Gruul turned his attention to Roland again, the only one who can take revenge here The object, and only this damned human being, it no longer hesitated and made up its mind to kill this him.

At this time, the pale flames were attacking the alien race with dragon flames outside the city. Looking at Gruul, who had re-directed, he roared and flew directly over.

Its roar was full of dissatisfaction with Crimson Fury, but Crimson Fury did not respond to it.

"Get out of here, Vicky, this is not a battle you can participate in. Even me, I can only rely on this weapon to entangle him."

At Roland's suggestion, Aveline and Andal forced their mistress away from here, and Roland took a deep breath to stabilize his mood after listening to the shrieks that were gradually receding.

Ready to fight.

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