The Orc Empire, the only big city in the extreme northern Circle, is the city of frost.

More than 100,000 orcs in the city looked at the teams of depressed defeated soldiers entering the city in panic.

These remnants and defeated generals are all the elites of orcs. Now, they have lost their spirit and fighting spirit, just like dead people.

"General, General!"

An old wolf woman rushed to the street nervously and cried to a werewolf nobleman riding a giant mastiff and asked: "I received the news of my son's death. General, I want to ask, my child, he...has he played his role in letting us defeat those demons?"

The werewolf nobles stopped, while the other remnants continued to walk idly.

The werewolf nobleman looked at the grieving old wolf clan woman and suddenly took down the kettle and took a big mouthful of viciousness. Then he whispered loudly: "Madam, your child... your child... did not defeat the demon."

"He became one of them, and he... also became the undead."

Speaking of this, the werewolf nobleman raised his head in great sorrow and let out a howl of pain in the sky of the Frost City.

Outside the Frost City, a man wearing a black cloak covering most of his face stood on the glacier with a wooden stick, gently shook his head in the direction where the Frost City was.

"It's really annoying place. It's so cold. I hope to leave the north soon and go to the warm south."

After knocking on the ice, the man who made a refreshing teenager voice slowly turned his head and said with a smile: "You guys, are you? My... Immortal Legions!"

Behind the boy, the entire ice surface was gradually covered with black.

What makes up this black piece are rows of skeleton soldiers, zombies with terrifying shapes, and corpses of monsters that have been dead for many years!

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The man in black robe slowly flew up to the sky. He looked at the frost city where the outline could be vaguely seen in the distance, and showed a proud smile: "Go, my army, go, the servants of the god of death, fight under the name of Anubis, fight until they are broken to pieces, and fight to the last moment!"

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Outside the city of Shia, the humans who had not yet known that the world had begun to move forward with another step towards collapse, looked at Lin Tian and his army and chased the orcs who had split into hundreds of regiments.

After a long silence, a human soldier first sighed: "Is that man the hero of our humanity?"

"Hero?" Old cavalry Bright shook his head gently. He was already over the age of chasing heroes, and whispered: "I don't know, but I'm afraid things won't be that simple."

"But no matter which force they belong to, at least they are all humans." A soldier looked at the vicissitudes of the old cavalry Bright's face and said with a hint of expectation: "And they have defeated those demonic orcs. Oh my God, I didn't dare to think about this before."

"Anyway, they will never treat us worse than orcs, are they?"

The soldier's words were immediately recognized by the humans around him, but they were not so recognized in the temple in Shia City. After the priests learned about the orcs' defeat, they found a volume of Bible from somewhere and began to recite it loudly.

"God said, my people must know how to identify evil demons. If someone turns into a hero and leads humans to defeat the orcs with incredible means, the lord of this continent must be an evil demon, and there must be an ulterior motive of secrets..."

Not long after the priest's Bible was recited, several cavalrymen rode their war horses to the temple square, looked at the devout believers, and he shouted: "Father, please restrain yourself a little, the reinforcements have begun to come back."

"Are you back?" The old priest shook his hands slightly, and his mouth became much smaller, but the temple master, a young priest, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and read it louder.

This passage of God's saying has been revised several times in the human kingdom, and there are many versions of the interpretation, but now this young priest's temple master intends to deceive the most vicious one.

Because he instinctively feared a general who could defeat a human hero who could defeat the alien race, and longed to share this authority and honor.

His plan was to deliberately make the other party feel a crisis, so he had to cooperate with himself, the priest of the Carlos God Church, to share glory together.

"Abstain from the orc army, haha, even if I am a member of the God Cult, I can be particularly favored for this contribution. No, maybe I can be promoted directly to bishop and then become a general in the Apostle Army!"

Thinking of this, the more proud young priest seemed to be unable to understand the words of the cavalry and continued to speak the scriptures loudly.

The cavalry shook their heads, but they had no choice but to leave angrily.

They are all regular soldiers and have enjoyed formal explanations. They know the politically correct interpretation of this paragraph, but they don’t dare to collide with a priest, even if the priest is slandering a human hero!

"Look, those humans are back!"

On the battlements, the natives of Shia City cheered, their voices were full of expectations, but they were also a little panic, not knowing how Lin Tian and others would treat them.

The old cavalryman Bright gritted his toothpick and stared at the blood-filled eyes, looking at the neat army that appeared on the horizon.

"Is the army that is still energetic and disciplined for so long? Carlos is on the way. Is this really a human army?" The old cavalryman Bright sighed, but he did not neglect. He knew that resistance was impossible in his heart. He commanded the army and organized the crowd to welcome Lin Tian's army.

However, Lin Tian obviously trusts that everything is in his own hands.

The griffin knights flew up to the wall with the horned eagle knights, wandering around the city gates, monitoring everything, and then a team of strong canned iron-soldiers rushed in with tower shields.

Then, the tall ancient war trees struggled to root next to the city wall, and even put their arms into the city at any time, so the moon elves really stepped on the city wall with their feet, which was considered to have officially entered the city.

Instead of riding a white tiger, Lin Tian changed into a white horse, and then rode with the great wizard Mura and the moon priest Teresa and entered the city.

Lin Tian saw the old cavalry Bright and looked at the perhaps only leader in Shia City. A faint smile appeared on his lips: "What's your name?"

"Bright." The old cavalryman Bright lowered his head and half-kneeled respectfully on the ground.

"Bright?" Lin Tian suddenly asked, "How about it, do you want to take your subordinates to me?"

"Ah?" The old cavalryman Bright was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look up at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian's youth made the old cavalry Bright sigh in his heart, but at the same time, the murderous intent contained in Lin Tian's eyes also made the old cavalry Bright suddenly feel like he was entering an ice cellar.

At this moment, the old cavalry Bright felt that if he didn't agree, he would die in the hands of the other party in the next moment. Judging from the situation he saw on the city wall, the other party had this strength!

"How is it?" Lin Tian asked: "I noticed that in this city of Shia, there are only established troops around you. I admire you. You can be willing to join me to kill orcs!"

"Kill the orcs!" The old cavalryman Bright trembled slightly, and he looked up at Lin Tian: "Dear Your Highness, I understand, I am willing to obey you."

"However, when facing fellow Noah's Kingdom, I demanded the right to refuse to fight, and my sword was only drawn from the orcs."

The old cavalryman Bright said this, lowering his head in fear.

Lin Tian was slightly stunned and looked at the old cavalry Bright curiously. A little, he nodded slightly and laughed: "Okay, Bright, you go out of the city and bring your army with you."

"Yes, Your Highness." Seeing Lin Tian and others beginning to walk towards the street where the temple was located, the old cavalry Bright realized something, shook his head, took hundreds of cavalrymen who followed him, and quickly left the city with them.

As soon as he left the city, the old cavalryman Bright noticed that the city gate had been stopped by several huge treemen. Unless the treemen were released, it would be difficult for them to get out.

After leaving the tree man, a very young soldier soon came and guided the old cavalry Bright and others into the camp to repair it.

"Haha, Lord Bright, there's actually wine!"

After getting the water bottle distributed, the cavalry who thought it was water opened it, they shouted excitedly: "Wine is wine!"

"Wine!" The old cavalry Bright's troops cheered. In an instant, almost everyone took a sip of the wine, and a happy smile appeared on their faces...

In the city of Chia, the temple that did not work hard to defend the city, but at this moment, they began to show off to the believers. It was their sincere prayer that allowed the God of Carlos to descend this miracle and let the orcs retreat. What the believers should do next is to force the generals of reinforcements to accept the inspection of his priest and confirm whether it was transformed by evil demons.

The young palace master continued to strengthen the consciousness of the believers in the square, trying to use the atmosphere and public opinion pressure created by these people to force Lin Tian to surrender.

The young palace master who had not figured out the situation at all treated Lin Tian as the generals who believed in the Carlos Divine Cult. Don’t you know that in the eyes of Lin Tian and others, this was just a ridiculous farce!

"Get out of the way, and retreat all!"

The shield infantry rushed over and surrounded the people of the square.

At the same time, the giant bear transformed by the sharp claw druid roared and drove a road, allowing Lin Tian, ​​who was riding a white horse, to walk here easily and freely.

"Is that the general who defeated the orcs?"

The priests whispered in a low voice, sighing inwardly that they were young and had strong strength.

The old priest quietly approached the young palace master: "Master, we should make some concessions."

"Go back?" The young palace master sneered: "Will he still kill us? Can he bear the punishment of the Carlos God Cult? Will he dare to bear the consequences of going to hell?"

"If you hurt the missionaries of the Cult of Carlos, you will definitely go to hell, and you will suffer hundreds of thousands of years!"

Just as the Lord of the Carlos God Cult spoke confident words like this.
Chapter completed!