Autumnfall City, Temple.
Milan, who was kneeling in the center of the temple, suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes were dazzling. She stood up in an instant and said excitedly, "Prepare to transfer the believers! Our Lord is coming! "
"Arrange the temple guards immediately. We will first transfer the most devout believers to a safe place. Our Lord has already led the army here."
Everyone in the temple was surprised!
But then the priest gave the order. The remaining guards of the temple also moved quickly and arranged people to transfer here.
"You want to transfer the most devout believers!"
Milan stood up and said with a serious expression, "These people are the easiest to arrange. They are willing to obey our orders. As for the others, wait until the first batch of people is sent away. "
In just a few days.
This little girl, who was only in her teens, had matured a lot. Although she still looked young, she was a lot more experienced in doing things.
As the only priest of the church, she had learned a lot during this time!
"Yes!" The temple guard responded.
Soon.
There was a lot of noise outside. Many people were hesitant to leave now. However, there were still many devout believers who immediately prepared to leave together because the siege of Autumnfall City had frightened them. The majesty of the dragon had left a mark on their hearts. In the priest's words, their new god was a powerful god who could control the dragon. As long as they left here, the god could provide them with safety and protection.
In the crowd, a pale mother hugged her child.
Although the crisis in Autumnfall City was temporarily lifted, the food was still not enough. Her delicate face was a little panicked. She held the baby in her arms with both hands and moved slowly with the crowd.
At this time.
A man dressed as a militia came over and quickly walked to her side. He hurriedly said, "Sister? Are you really going to leave with them? The general said that there will be elven reinforcements soon. We can defeat those orcs! "
The beautiful woman turned to look at him. A trace of tears appeared in the corner of her eyes. She murmured, "How long will it take?"
"Even if we can defeat the orcs? How long will it take? "
"How much blood will we lose? We have no food! I'm afraid my child and I can't hold on until then! "
"I'm not afraid of death."
"But I want him to live!"
The young mother looked at the wide-eyed infant in her arms. There were wounds on her fingers. That was when she had used her blood to feed the child in her arms when food was the most scarce. The little baby was very courageous. Even when he saw so many people panicking, he still didn't cry. He just stared at everything with his eyes wide open, as if he could feel something. When the young mother's gaze fell on the baby, she immediately became gentle. She shook her head with a firm expression and whispered, "I'm sorry!"
"I plan to bring him to a safe place and raise him slowly."
"There's no hope in staying here."
"Even if I defeat the orcs, I won't be able to carry him through this autumn."
The militia next to him fell silent.
A trace of hesitation appeared on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Alright. I'll leave with you. I can't let you go so far with the child alone. "
After speaking, the young Half-Elf looked at the city walls in the distance with a trace of sadness on his face.
He was a brave warrior.
If he could, he would never want to leave his hometown. But now he had to face a dilemma. One was to stay here to protect his home and eventually find a way to defeat the orcs. The other was to protect his sister and go overseas together, waiting for the day when he could recover his homeland. One was his hometown, and the other was his only surviving relative. In the end, he chose the latter.
…
Hurried footsteps sounded.
A young figure rushed into the temple and shouted to the priests present, "Warships!"
"So many warships!"
"Over at the Agate River! It's full of warships! We're saved! "
Scouts.
In this case, only scouts would leave Autumnfall. The young man who seemed to have more elven blood was excited and hurriedly said, "Army! The Lord's army has arrived! "
The god of half-elves and rogues.
The remaining strength of the church was not only the priests, but also many half-elven rogues. As early as soon as the oracle was delivered, the church sent out many rogues.
Milan's face showed a smile. She knelt on the ground and prayed, then stood up and said, "Let's go now!"
"Everyone pack up and escort the believers away!"
At this moment.
The voice of a middle-aged priest sounded. He looked more like a noble than a priest. He said in a deep voice, "Leave like this? There are orc troops wandering nearby! What if we meet them on the road? We can't hold on for long! "
Fina frowned and looked at him. She said in a deep voice, "The Lord will naturally meet us."
"Let's go now!"
At this time.
It was almost afternoon. After a busy day, thousands of believers quickly gathered. These were the most devout believers of the church. After the oracle was delivered, they chose to leave together without hesitation.
The south gate of Autumnfall opened.
The first to come out were the temple guards, then some of the militia, followed by the mighty civilians, and the priests in charge of the rear.
On the city wall.
A well-dressed noble silently watched the crowd in front of him leave. His eyes were cold and had been staring at the figure of Milan.
"Your Excellency."
A middle-aged man who looked like an officer came to him and said in a deep voice, "Are you going to let them leave like this? If they leave, the hearts of the people in the city will scatter. "
"I'm afraid our situation will be more difficult next!"
The well-dressed noble turned and looked at him. He said with a cold expression, "I know. Withdraw the people from the front line. They can't reach the Agate River before dark. As long as they leave here, they will be exposed to the orc army. "
Speaking of this, his expression was cold.
Yes.
Most of the believers were old, weak, women, and children, or ordinary civilians. These people were quite slow. It was absolutely impossible for them to reach the Agate River before dark. If they were found by the orc army, the final result was almost needless to say. How could a group of civilians fight against a powerful orc army in the wild?
The middle-aged officer's face suddenly turned ugly. After understanding the reason why the noble let them go, he could not help but feel a little unbearable in his heart.
Unless there was someone on the way, the final result of these people would be miserable!
As long as they were caught, it would be a massacre.
And if these people were slaughtered by the orc army, the civilians in Autumnfall would never have the idea of leaving again. This would also be a major blow to the prestige of the church. In this case, the Noble Parliament would have absolute control.
The sky gradually darkened.
The priests had urged the crowd to speed up as much as possible, but it was impossible for so many old, weak, women, and children to walk fast. There were many orphans of soldiers in the crowd. Those women holding children had not eaten a full meal for a long time. Now they were even more tired. Now the sky was dark, and they had only walked about half of the way. If the orc scouts found them, then they were likely to be caught by the enemy.
"It's too slow!"
The old bishop glanced at the bloated and slow team and murmured, "I'm afraid the orcs have found us."
"Let the temple guards prepare for battle!"
"The militia stay to protect the believers. Others, prepare for battle with me!"
Half a day had passed.
It was almost impossible for this mighty team to not be discovered. If they were discovered, it would not take long for the enemy army to appear.
The old man bowed his head and prayed a few words, then slowly said, "Now we can only hope that the Lord's reinforcements can come to meet us!"
"Otherwise."
"We may not make it to the Agate River."
…
Woo woo woo!
The bleak sound of a horn was heard.
The crowd suddenly made a panic cry. Countless people looked into the distance in horror. The figures of the orcs appeared in the distance. Although the night affected their vision, they could still see the enemy approaching quickly.
"Prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle!"
"Temple guards, follow me! Others, take the civilians and leave! "
The old man in a bishop's costume pulled out a long sword from his waist. He clenched a steel shield and rushed to the rear. At the same time, he shouted, "Don't panic! Go in the direction of the Agate River! The Lord's reinforcements are in front! "
"Priests, stay!"
"Servants of the church! Warriors of the temple! We can't abandon the believers! "
"Those who can fight, follow me to stop the enemy from approaching!"
"This is the last darkness before the dawn! The Lord's army will come soon! For the glory of the Lord! "
"Prepare for battle!"
…
Awoo!
The desolate howl of wolves sounded.
With the reverberation of the dull war drums, dozens of orc cavalry riding huge wolves rushed out from the side of the orc army. It was more difficult to raise these ferocious beasts than to raise a heavy cavalry. Even with the strength of the orcs, they could only train a small team. Now, the wolf cavalry team bypassed the orc army and rushed to the retreating civilians.
The orc warriors had already appeared in front of them.
Facing the wolf cavalry that was getting closer and closer to the crowd, the temple guards who stayed behind could not support them at all.
The distance was getting closer!
The shadow of death shrouded everyone. Once the wolf cavalry rushed into the crowd, it would be a massacre!!!
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