Anwen Village is just a small village famous for its gourmet silver smoked fish. Such a small village is countless in the whole priest. At this time, the snow falls slowly, but the quiet village is not so calm.

The fence that can only be used to cover the beast can't stop the real beast. At midnight, the gray wolf cavalry enters the camp, and the feast of the killing is unfolding in the wilderness village.

The town’s guards and night watchmen were erased in the first place. Under the attack of trained wolf cavalry, the militias who challenged the ogre at most had no chance to ring the bell.

At 2 o'clock midnight, thirty wolf cavalry entered the village. At 2:15 midnight, the militia captain, the village chief, and the bandits were dragged out of the warm bed. Their headless bodies were fed wolves at the entrance to the village. Used to dig the will of the resisters.

At 2:40, the village's 500 people were dragged to the small square at the entrance of the village. Women and children with more than one blade were dragged to the side, and then the massacre began. There may be no survivors among the young men who may be soldiers.

Some people try to resist, but in the face of real professional fighters, the resistance of civilians is meaningless, not to mention that the wolf cavalry is the elite of the strong orcs.

After the high-efficiency slaughter, the wolf cavalry had left at 3 o'clock in the morning, and when they left, they put a fire on their hands. The **** wolf feet left a blood footprint in the snow, and the **** cavalry remained silent. But behind it is only the burning ruins and fire, the heartbreaking cry makes people have a nightmare.

Perhaps they still hesitated at first, but this is the fourth village they destroyed in a week. It has become an efficient massacre from entry to departure in less than an hour. As for the conscience of the massacre? They are already numb.

This is war. Neither sacred nor just. The only thing that needs to be considered is the way to victory.

The task of the wolf cavalry scattered into the squad is to circulate in the hinterland of the human kingdom, creating more chaos and panic, involving each other's strength and energy, and although the means are extremely bad, they did.

The orcs are not the beasts without the limits. The villains who kill the civilians are even more contemptuous for each strong person. The people worship the fearless knight who dares to charge the dragon, but they will never respect a butcher who kills the civilians.

"Father, this time fighting humans, how many achievements have you had? How many human generals have you killed?"

"No, I just slaughtered thousands of civilians."

When I think of going back, my child will then ask myself, as the captain of the wolf-riding team, Akri, although he is a famous brave man in the tribe, he does not know how to answer.

At this time, his sensitive sense of smell is still full of pungent blood, dreaming of the child's questioning is his most terrible nightmare, he can feel the inner exhaustion.

In the concept of the orc. To die with a strong enemy is a supreme glory, but the slaughter of the weak does not mean the weakness of the strong. Such warriors will be despised in the tribe, and will be rejected by the **** of war after death.

"This is the order of the superior. This is for the wish of our family to return to their homeland. This is for the sake of my family!"

Justice, how many sins and falsehoods do! Standing behind the glamorous flag is often the sinner's executioner.

He also knows that this is self-deception, but at least there is such an excuse that he can continue to slaughter with his conscience.

"The team is getting more and more silent. It seems that we have to try to encourage morale."

Only the most incompetent villains will show off their "records" of slaughtering civilians. From the bracing eyebrows and stiff expressions of these cavalry, they probably have not yet reached that point.

But they still did this and did nothing. After all, this is a war, a war of all evils, a wonderful war, a war that can make all evils draped in a sacred coat.

"Hey!"

The wolf screams in front, which is the return of the eagle orc as a detective rider. These three wolves are undoubtedly indicating that there are enemies blocking the road ahead, but they are not strong enough to charge directly.

And soon, I crossed this forest. The "enemy" came to the front. It was a blond young man with a snow-covered head. He looked quite young, but the one-handed giant sword was unusually eye-catching.

"Hey, it’s a young man who has caught up with him alone. It’s a shame, but it’s a pity. It’s about the same age as my Aikuer...”

Looking at this young swordsman who is as big as his own child, Acrylic paused for a second. Then, it was the gesture of the thumb across the neck. It was the command to see the enemy.

"There were more young people in the village just like Ikur. Then, in order to have a bright future for Chur, you should accompany them.... Strange, this sword is a bit familiar? I saw it there."

The extra thoughts are no longer necessary. Even with only one opponent, the wolf cavalry still has the best wave of his own.

The most powerful horse riding in the mount is responsible for contact with the melee. As the strongest, Acker and others are preparing to make a surprise attack on the second line. The net and javelin behind them are already ready.

A mighty gryphon knight can be killed by a wolf cavalry in a face-to-face. In the eyes of the cavalry, this unrecognized young man is already dead.

In the face of the desperate raid of the wolf cavalry, the young man suddenly smiled, and the smile was full of cruel charm. This familiar smile reminded Aklik that he had seen the sword there.

"Oh! That's not the man on the statue of the town, the sword is out? It's Juggernaut!... That sword? Is it Roland's holy sword? Paladin Roland?"

This is the last thought of Acrylic, the white sword light flashes in the snow, the flying swordsman begins to take life, but the neck is cold, the view of the wolf cavalry captain directly tilts, from the wolf back to the snow In the ground.

The last thing that caught the eye was that the silver armor sword shook his two-handed sword and slaughtered his cavalry.

At this moment, the wolf cavalry had no resistance, and it was like a powerless chick who had suffered a butcher, and there was no difference between the evils he had made before the statue half an hour ago.

"Is it really ironic to kill a murderer?..."

With just one face, the brazier of the Kara tribe lost his head. As a butcher, he no longer has to worry about how to go back to his children.

"Blood debts are paid. Go to hell!"

I don't know who it is. I first shouted this sentence, and soon, everything was calm, but there were more headless bodies on the ground.

Yes, the blood debt is paid, but in the end is it owed from there? Was it counted from this war, or from the war 20 years ago, or from the war more than three hundred years ago? I am afraid. This is destined to be a foolish account that is never clear.

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After killing the last wolf cavalry, I was also very tired, so I inserted the sword into the snow and rested on the battlefield.

While waiting for Irene Bella to clear the escaping squadron, I also remembered some other things to do.

From the wolf's cavalry, a sheepskin bag was taken out. In addition to the supplies, there were maps of nearby villages, and the red cross above it only showed that the wolf cavalry had been there. I have no need to rush.

The purpose is to corpse and blood, but I am a little bit thirsty. So I opened the water bag left by the other party, and took a sip of it. The sweet and inferior kumiss, which are inexplicable, all spit out.

"Oh, it’s bitter and awkward, just like it was."

When I complained, Herois has completed the interpretation of the wolf cavalry squad route, so my next destination has been confirmed.

"Lanhu Village? I hope this time I can get to the front, I don't want to see such ruins again."

I remembered the horror that I saw in Anwen Village. I speeded up the action, quickly sorted out the battlefield, and determined that there was no missing information. I jumped directly onto Irene Bella's saddle and rushed to the next goal.

This is already the twelfth wolf cavalry squad that I removed in a week. My companions are reporting their own gains. I am less rewarded when I act alone, but I am still only a cup of water compared to the battlefield. .

Everyone knows that the truth of the lips is cold, and once the priest is finished, the next bad luck is definitely only the northern countries. Therefore, the heavy snow is only slightly weakened, and the reinforcements and aid of various countries are on the road.

We are the fastest, but I am afraid that the number is the least. One hundred undead knights and three hundred rookie knights are unlikely to play a role in the main battlefield of 10,000.

Considering the current situation of Dongpu and the beast tide that we have to face in the winter, the ability to send troops has already surprised other countries. It is me who led the team and let the extra noise shut up directly. Well, at least shut up in front of me. .

Of course, quantity is one thing, quality is one thing, my undead knight is reliable, and those rookies are the backbones selected from the various new legions. What is lacking is only experience.

For me personally, I am indeed lacking interest in the main battlefield of Antun. The other countries’ reinforcements are directed at the main orc forces. I have turned my attention to these stragglers.

The orc's tactics of division have already played a role. The lords of the kingdom of the priests are busy cleaning up the rangers on their own territory. They naturally ignore the help of Wang Cheng, and the big lords who are slightly embarrassed are the other three orcs. The army was pinned down.

The light cavalry (not only the wolf cavalry) is not a rare tactic, but with the orc's elite small team, it is extremely effective and extremely cruel on the tactical level.

For an ordinary village, there is no difference between the attacker's Juggernaut or the bronze rank of the wolf cavalry. Anyway, it is the end of the massacre.

It is also a typical effort to chase down these Rangers. They are too mobile and they don’t have to be caught up. Even if they catch up, they will not know who wins and loses by virtue of the individual strength of the front line.

Before the main force of the orcs was not annihilated, the forces that the countries were assembling were not left to manage the small villages of other countries, but I intended to take control.

"Take those nobles to die. Since we are here, we can help you with your help."

My people are really few, but the undead knights are not low in individual strength. It is easy to face a wolf cavalry squad alone, and the rookies just try to accumulate experience.

So, I simply disbanded the battle group and let it move freely in groups of three, and in turn, hunting the Rangers.

Unexpectedly, it is such an action that has gained great popularity. After all, the aristocrats and royals who should have assumed the guardian duty have nothing to do, and my undead knight is the best sign.

"The first king Roland took his army to save the people of the shackles. After ignoring the warnings of Roland, the pseudo-Fenmir once again ignored the suffering of the people, only looked at his power and security, and shrank in the kingdom. in."

In a sense, the announcement before the priest's royal family is constantly showing what is stupid and dead. I don't care about the suspicion, but with the increasing popularity of anti-hunting actions, the undead knights began to receive enthusiastic support. More enthusiasm.

And then, it surprised everyone and even the incredible scene took place.

That Fimer saw this situation, obviously Antun's war was still tight, but through the church to warn me not to take the fire to rob people, but also announced that I am not the first king Roland, just a confusing counterfeit goods.

Apparently in the eyes of the "Your Majesty", the orc army is only a foreigner who will be expelled sooner or later, and my knights and I are indeed very ambitious "ambitions."

At that time, I almost turned and left, but then I thought, but I was mad.

"Well, you said that I bought people's hearts, I really came to buy people's hearts. Knights, come out with our battle flags and military emblems, we are the reinforcements of the rescue team, and what is good to cover up."

Of course, in a certain sense, I know very clearly that the people are the people, the royal family is the royal family, but more importantly, it is difficult to stop the hand once it is inserted. Is it because of the stupid thing of Antun? Watching the villagers die.

When these news came out, the reputation of the priests and princes was even more frustrating. Every day, countless refugees chose to flee to the East.

It is said that after hearing this news, the Fimmel fell at the colorful jade glass of the royal family heirloom, and then he regretted it. He was very sad. After learning the news, I gave him the message through the church. A message.

"Seven rainbow jade wine glasses? Isn't that a by-product of my burning glass at that time? Don't worry, look good. It's actually glazed glass, it's not worth it. In fact, it's not a wine glass, it's just a small failure to burn. Hey, I have already installed it.........The back of the cup should have the secret of Roland. If it is not too broken, you can look for it."

Ok, it is said that he was really spelled up by him, but this time he was thrown more than one glass. (To be continued.)

Ps: Another lucky e, too miserable, power outage plus the manuscript that was eaten more than a thousand words, it is even later.....

It’s too busy recently, and the three thousand words that are owed are updated this month.......

Well, there is a ticket with the support of the book friends.....