Lovely smiled softly.
She didn't care about Luo Wei's refusal. Rather, it was because she was a little upset by the situation that she deliberately changed the topic.
As long as that girl is still a priest of the Praying Church, there is no need to worry that she will not be useful in the next battle.
"What do you think of this situation?"
According to the current progress, it was logical to defend this wave of beasts, but she was curious about how Luo Wei, who had secretly planned so many events, would view the current situation.
Luo Wei retracted his gaze towards the mountains in the distance and didn't mind giving her some reminders:
"Perhaps conditions in the towns may be more important than on the battlefield."
Lovely smiled as expected, "Don't worry, I have left enough power in the city. If they really dare to come, they will be greeted by a well-designed ambush."
ambush.
Luo Wei sighed inwardly.
There is no right or wrong in this war. As the leader, she is pushed to the point where the survival of a race is at stake.
If he could, he really wished Lovely would act less smart.
Because the more severe the oppression, the more severe the backlash will be.
…
At the same time, White Harbor Town.
"Sword Wind" Kass chopped down an orc warrior and blocked the remaining raiders by the city wall.
"Damnable humans..."
These orcs who attacked White Harbor Town from the southwest basin lurked for dozens of days. When humans were fighting the tide of beasts on the frontal battlefield, they rushed into the city and accurately found the caravan holding the orc slaves.
However, just as they rescued their abused companions in the dungeon, they were unexpectedly ambushed.
"Give up your resistance. A long period of imprisonment will be waiting for you." Cass pointed the sword at the opponent with one hand. "There is no need to shed blood."
"It's pointless?" The werewolf boy who used his body to protect his tribe smiled sarcastically, "Do you really know what they did to us!"
Some of the orcs huddled against the wall were blind, some had their limbs mutilated, and some of their beastly features had been forcibly shaved off. Being out of the sun for a long time made them particularly afraid of light, and they huddled together and did not dare to look directly at their surroundings. The congested knights.
Of course Cass saw it.
These are all human handiwork.
"That's why I said, there is no need to continue to resist. For the sake of your people, put down your weapons!"
The orcs do not enjoy human rights. Apart from arresting them, Cass cannot promise them anything more.
Chug tug tug.
Several crossbow arrows were shot from behind, and the werewolf boy and his companions fell down.
Cass turned around in shock, only to see the cavalry captain covering his left eye and walking up fiercely.
"Damn! These damn beasts!"
He pulled out his sword and struck the dying werewolf boy without hesitation, and at the same time ordered his men to continue winding the sword.
"etc……"
Cass's words could not move faster than the crossbow bolts, and the knights behind him pressed their buttons one after another. The orcs huddled together were immediately penetrated by the crossbow bolts, hugging each other, and a pool of blood spilled out from under them.
"There must be some of their accomplices in the dungeon, follow me! I must kill them all today!"
Cass's big sword, which was originally intended to block the arrow, slowly lowered it.
As they were enemies on the battlefield, considerations of position made him hesitate for a moment.
Even if they were rescued here and argued with the Knights, the situation of these orcs would not change in any way. The fate of enslavement waiting for them was still there, and it even worsened after escaping once.
Finally, I looked at the pile of corpses still huddled together, and a faint voice came out:
"Save us, Athetana..."
Similar situations occurred across town.
All the attacks of the orcs were taken into account, and from time to time, orcs covered in blood could be seen staggering past on the quiet streets.
"Help me...save me...I was kidnapped from somewhere else...things here have nothing to do with me..."
"Mom, where is mom..."
"Ouch..."
What greeted them were the stones thrown by the residents, hitting them on their legs and foreheads, causing them to fall to the ground, who were already dying, and blood stains all over the ground crawled out.
No one reached out to help.
Because everyone knew that the princess was fighting the orcs on the plains.
…
The frontal battlefield gradually entered the cleaning stage.
Humanity seems to have proved that the impact of the beast tide composed of created creatures is completely unable to shake the defensive line of magic warships.
Except for Saya, the morale below was extremely high. With this victory, it was not difficult to continue to fight off the beast tide.
Luo Wei asked for leave from Lovely and found Vermeer in the temporary tent.
"Luo Wei, did you see it above? The priests were actually willing to let me come to the Lord's Prayer Ceremony. I really didn't expect such an opportunity!"
This guy is also very excited, and as soon as he sees him, he can't help but want to prove his performance.
"I saw it," Luo Wei said lightly, "so you may have been targeted by the devil."
"??"
"It's a matter of course. How can the other party be indifferent to such a powerful magic, don't you think so?"
Vermeer opened her mouth.
this……
She never imagined that being too good would bring a burden?
"……Then what should I do?"
Luo Wei shook his head and smiled.
In fact, it is not that serious, and the other party will not change their strategy because of a jointly performed ritual magic, but if it continues like this, it will be hard to say.
So it was necessary for him to let Vermeer see the truth.
"Come to the city with me and you will understand."
Taking Vermeer to crush the teleportation crystal, the two arrived at the streets of White Harbor Town.
Here, the blood stains on the ground haven't had time to be cleaned up.
"The city was attacked?" Smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, Vermeer opened her eyes wide, "That's..."
Not far away, a knight grabbed an orc's leg and dragged him toward the carriage containing the corpse like a cargo.
Wei Mier subconsciously stepped forward to greet him.
"Wait, that person is still alive!"
The knight turned his eyes after hearing the words, and saw Vermeer wearing the uniform of a church priest, staring at the orc he was dragging, so he nodded, quickly took out his long sword and stabbed it.
The orc was completely motionless.
"Thanks."
The knight replied.
Vermeer: "!?"
She turned around and looked at Luo Wei, who was slowly catching up.
"I didn't mean that, but he..."
"I know." Luo Wei nodded, "For the orcs, this has been the status quo for hundreds of years. Do you think they will let it go?"
Give up and give up?
Vermeer thought for a moment, then blinked in confusion.
"But we didn't resist their creation monsters... If the beast tide is resisted, what can they do?"
Luo Wei pointedly said: "Of course it is the resurrection of the gods."
Vermeer could not understand the relationship in a short period of time. Based on the efforts of various parties in the past few days, haven't most of the gods' remains been recovered and sealed?
After speaking out this doubt, Luo Wei just asked her to look around.
The orcs who were still crawling on the ground gradually stopped moving under the impact of stones. The beautiful winged man was locked in a cage, and the male winged man who was traveling with him had his throat cut off with a sword.
"Do you feel their resentment? If you were their god, even if you didn't have a body, would you sit back and ignore such a situation?"
Vermeer fell silent.
She had also heard about the brutal mistreatment of the orcs. Merchants could attack their villages without asking for any reason. The male orcs were killed on the spot or forced into labor, while the women were sold to the slave market.
But hearing about it and seeing it with your own eyes are completely different things.
Walking to the corner by the city wall, there were more than a dozen orcs huddled together tightly, their eyes tightly closed, and they still looked like they were at the last moment.
But perhaps because they had seen too much despair, they didn't show much fear on their faces, they just closed their eyes and endured it.
Vermeer's eyes darkened, her magic power surged up, and she squatted there to pray for them quietly.
The knights around saw her and looked at her strangely.
It was almost evening, and two light-colored moons of different colors slowly showed their traces.
Subsequently.
Dark green drizzle fell from the sky, as if the gods were crying.
