V4.Chapter 13

Fallen leaves city, temple.

Holy Spirit Priest-Milan, who was kneeling and praying in the center of the temple, suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes flashed with dazzling brilliance. She stood up in an instant, and said excitedly: "Prepare to transfer believers! My lord is almost here!"

"Immediately arrange the guards of the temple. Let's move the most devout believers to a safe place first. My lord has led the army to arrive here."

Surprised in the temple!

However, a priest immediately issued an order, and the only remaining guards in the temple moved quickly, arranging people to prepare to move here.

"I want to arrange the most devout believers to go!"

Holy Spirit Pastor Milan stood up and said with a serious expression: "These people are the easiest to arrange, and they are willing to obey our orders. As for the others, we will talk about it after the first batch of people are sent away."

Just a few days.

This teenage girl has matured a lot. Although she still looks immature, she is quite experienced in her work.

As the church's only Holy Spirit pastor, she has learned a lot during this time!

"Yes!" The temple guard responded.

soon.

There was a mess of noises outside, and many people were hesitant to leave now. However, there are still many devout believers who are ready to leave together immediately, because the siege of the Fallen Leaves City has terrified them, and the majesty of the giant dragon has made the imprint of the gods in their hearts. In the priest's mouth, their new god is a powerful god who can drive dragons, and as long as they leave here, the god can provide them with safety and protection.

In the crowd, a pale mother hugged her child tightly.

Although Fallen Leaves City has temporarily lifted the crisis, the food is still not very sufficient, and her delicate face is a little panicked. Holding the baby in his arms tightly with both hands, he moved slowly with the crowd.

At this time.

A man dressed as a militiaman came over, quickly walked to her side, and hurriedly said, "Sister? Are you really going to leave with them? The general said that there will be reinforcements from the elves soon, and we can fight back those half-hearted troops. Orcs!"

The beautiful woman turned her head to look at him, and a trace of tears appeared in the corner of her eyes. He murmured, "How long will it take?"

"Even if you can defeat the Orcs? How long will it take?"

"How much more blood will be shed? We've run out of food! I'm afraid my child and I won't be able to last until then!"

"I'm not afraid of death."

"But I want him to live!"

The young mother looked at the wide-eyed baby in her arms. There were scars on her fingers. That was when she was feeding the baby in her arms with blood when food was most scarce. The little baby was very courageous. Seeing so many people in such a panic, he still didn't cry. He just stared at everything with wide eyes, as if he could feel something. After the young mother's eyes fell on the baby, her eyes softened. She shook her head with a firm expression and whispered, "I'm sorry!"

"I'm going to take him to a safe place and bring him up slowly."

"There is no hope of staying here."

"Even if I defeat the Orcs, I can't take him through this autumn."

The militiamen beside him fell silent.

There was a hint of hesitation on his face, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "That's good. I'll leave with you. I can't let you go that far with your child alone."

Done. The young half-elf in front of him looked at the city wall in the distance, with a sad look on his face.

He is a brave warrior.

He definitely didn't want to leave his homeland if he could, but now he had to face a dilemma. One is to stay here to protect the homeland. Finally find a way to defeat the invading Orcs, and the other is to protect her sister and go overseas together. Waiting for the day when he can regain his homeland. One side is his hometown, and the other side is the only surviving relative. In the end, he chose the latter.

………………

Rapid footsteps sounded.

A young figure rushed into the temple and shouted at the priest present, "Battleship!"

"A lot of battleships!"

"Over the Agate! It's full of warships! We're saved!"

scout.

In this case, only the scouts would leave Fallen Leaf City. The young man who seemed to have more elf blood looked excited and said hurriedly, "Army! My Lord's army has arrived!"

The god of half-elves and wanderers.

The remaining strength of the church is not only priests, but also many half-elf wanderers. Soon after the oracle was delivered, the church sent out many wanderers.

Holy Spirit Pastor-Milan had a smile on his face, knelt down on the ground with a devout expression and prayed, then stood up and said, "Let's go now!"

"Everyone packed up and escorted the believers away!"

at this time.

The voice of a middle-aged priest sounded, he looked more like a nobleman than a priest, and said solemnly: "Leave like this? There are half-orc armies lingering nearby! What if we encounter them on the road? We can't hold on. How long!"

Pastor Fina glanced at him with a frown, and said solemnly, "My lord will naturally accept us."

"Let's go now!"

at this time.

The sky was approaching the afternoon, and after a lot of work, thousands of believers gathered quickly. These were the most devout believers in the church, and they chose to leave together without any hesitation after the oracle was conveyed.

The South Gate of Fallen Leaves City opens.

The first to come out were the temple guards, then a part of the militia, followed by the mighty civilians, followed by the priest in charge of the rear of the temple.

city ​​wall.

A gorgeously dressed nobleman silently watched the crowd leave in front of him. His eyes were cold and he kept looking at the figure of the Holy Spirit Priest-Milan.

"Your Mightiness."

A middle-aged man who looked like an officer came to him and said solemnly: "Just let them leave? If they leave, the hearts of the city will be scattered."

"I'm afraid our situation will be even more difficult in the future!"

The gorgeously dressed aristocrat turned around and glanced at him, and said with a grim expression: "I know. Bring back the frontline people, they can't reach the Manau River before dark, as long as they leave here, they will be exposed to the Orc army. in sight."

Speaking of this, his expression turned cold.

Yes.

Most of the believers are old and weak, women and children, or ordinary civilians. These people travel very slowly, and it is absolutely impossible for them to arrive before dark for a distance of 20 to 30 kilometers. And if they were found out by the Orc army, then the final result hardly had to think about how a group of civilians could possibly fight against a powerful Orc army in the wild.

The expression on the middle-aged officer's face suddenly turned ugly, and after understanding the reason why the nobles let them go, he couldn't help but feel a hint of unbearable in his heart.

Unless someone quickly responds on the way in the past, the final result of these people may be miserable!

As long as it is overtaken, it is a massacre.

And if these people were slaughtered by the half-orc army, the civilians in Fallen Leaf City would never have the idea of ​​leaving. This would also be a major blow to the prestige of the church. In this case, the noble council would have absolute control.

The sky gradually darkened.

As soon as possible, the priests have tried their best to urge the crowd to speed up, but so many old and weak women and children can't walk very fast. There were many orphans of soldiers in the crowd, and the women holding the children had not had a full meal for a long time, and now they were even more exhausted. Now that it was dark, they had only traveled about halfway, and if the orc scouts spotted them, they would most likely be overtaken by the enemy.

"It's too slow!"

The old bishop glanced at the bloated and slow procession and murmured, "I'm afraid the orcs have spotted us."

"Get the temple guards ready for battle!"

"The militias stay to protect the believers, and the others prepare for battle with me!"

Time has passed for half a day.

This mighty team is almost difficult not to be discovered. If it is discovered, it is estimated that the enemy's army will appear in a short time.

The old man bowed his head and prayed for a few words, then said slowly: "Now I can only hope that my lord's reinforcements can come to meet him!"

"otherwise."

"We may not be able to make it to the Agate."

………………

Woohoo!

A desolate horn sounded.

The crowd suddenly let out a scream of panic, and countless people looked into the distance in horror. In the distance, the figure of a half-orc appeared. Although the night affected their sight, they could still see the enemy approaching rapidly.

"Ready to fight!"

"Ready to fight!"

"The temple guards come with me! The others leave with the civilians!"

The old man in the bishop's costume pulled out the long sword around his waist. He clenched a steel shield tightly, and his seemingly old body quickly rushed to the back, and shouted at the same time: "Don't mess up! Go in the direction of the Manau River. There is my lord's reinforcements ahead!"

"Pastor stay!"

"Servants of the Church! Warriors of the Temple! We cannot abandon believers!  …"

"All who can fight follow me to block the enemy's approach!"

"This is the last darkness before dawn!... My lord's army will come soon!... For my lord's glory!..."

"Ready to fight!"

………………

Ow!

A desolate wolf howl sounded.

With the reverberation of dull war drums, dozens of orc cavalrymen riding giant warwolves rushed out from the flank of the orc army. It was more difficult to feed these ferocious beasts than a heavy cavalry, even if it was a whole clan of orcs. Zhili only trained a team, and now this wolf cavalry team went around from the side and accelerated towards the retreating civilians.

Orc warriors have appeared in front of them.

Facing the wolf cavalry who were getting closer and closer to the crowd, the temple guards who stayed behind were unable to support them at all.

The distance is getting closer!

The shadow of death loomed over everyone, and once the wolf cavalry rushed into the crowd, it was a slaughter! ! !

………………(To be continued.)