Chapter 502 The Wall of Sighs Urgent

"Ha." A soldier yawned and stretched his waist. He put his stomach against the stack on the wall and met the cool breeze blowing from the jungle on the other side of the moat.

Another old soldier held a long gun and looked at his partner with a smile: "It's really nice weather. I can retire in 3 months. I've been here for 5 years. I'm really reluctant to leave."

"It's the most comfortable to be here. Now Yavia is fighting everywhere, but the most bloody here is the amazing peace in the past. The fools of the Orc Empire finally know that they can't take this wall of sighs and go to the forest of elves. Haha." Next to them, an officer-like man leaned against the stack of the wall and lit a cigarette.

While lighting the cigarette roll, he handed the cigarette box to his two men: "One? The new thing of the Holy Sword Empire is really a good thing, convenient and cheap, but it's a little bitter.

The two men immediately gathered around, and the three people gathered together, rolled cigarettes in their mouths, bowed their waists and caged them with fire folds in their hands. After a while, several smokers leaned against the stack and enjoyed it.

"Let me tell you a secret. A while ago, the commander of Bolette's army came back and called some leaders for a meeting. I heard that the 10 magic cannons originally added to our army were transferred, but we only got 3 old-fashioned crossbow guns." The leading officer said as if he knew everything.

The old soldier curled his lips and spit out a puff of smoke: "Captain Kerry, I've been here for almost 5 years and have repulsed three attacks of the orc empire. I don't know how powerful the magic cannon is. All I know is that the Bimeng beast of the orc empire is the real devil."

The officer named Kerry smiled, pointed to several dark magic cannon tubes stretched out from the wall of the bloody fortress in the distance, took a breath of smoke and said, "When that thing was tested, I was called to observe as an officer of the main corps, and the wall a few meters thick was fragmented with one shot! It is said that there are tens of thousands of such cannons in the Holy Sword Empire!"

"That's all virtual! Only your sword and your armor can really save your life!" The veteran stood up, twisted the cigarette butt on the cold pile, threw down the 30-meter-high wall, and said in a stubborn tone, "It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others to save you."

The young soldier laughed: "Old Eve, do you really think of yourself as a bard? Haha. You are the only soldier who served five years ago who has not been promoted, and you still have the leisure to brag.

The veteran glanced at the young soldier, and his eyes were full of disdain and strangeness: "Young man, the reason why I haven't been promoted is that I have never done anything dangerous. I have watched three promotion conferences, and countless officers die here every year. Although I have not been promoted, I survived.

"Okay, old Eve! You are about to retire. I really pray that you can go home soon. I heard that your son is 12 years old. You're right. Living is the most important thing. The officer stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks: "Let's go and continue the patrol."

"Hey! Look! There is someone on the other side of the river under the city!" A soldier pointed to the distance and shouted loudly.

Everyone lay on the mouth and looked out of the city wall. They saw that there was indeed a war horse, and the war horse was lying on a body full of blood.

"Where's the rope?" Kerry immediately shouted, "You go down with me! Bring that guy up! Look at his dress, it should be the patrol that left in the morning! It seems that they have been attacked! You! Go and inform the leader! The archers are ready to cover!"

Not long, several people brought the blood-stained fortress imperial soldiers into the city. A group of soldiers surrounded the weak man, and the horse in the city was still there, hissing again and again.

"What's wrong with you? How did you make it like this?" Kerry stared at the wounded soldier and asked sharply, "Where are your troops?"

"Ah..." The wounded soldier let out a painful moan and looked at Kerry desperately, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't have time: "Mom...Mom..."

He called his mother and closed his eyes. Kerry put him on the ground, sighed helplessly, and then ordered sharply, "Keep vigilance!" No one can leave! Long sword!"

With his last order, all the soldiers drew their swords and made a crisp sound. Everyone stared nervously at the jungle in the distance. Only the old Eve leaned his drawn sword against the edge of the stack and sat down against the stack: "Okull! Don't be nervous. If the orc empire could cross the wall dozens of meters high, it would have been lost here. When they came, they could hear the sound of war drums and footsteps a few miles away. What's the panic!"

Kerry nodded. His experience in dealing with the attack of the orc empire was indeed not as good as that of Old Ifado: "Everyone rest, you three are on guard! Change people in 15 minutes!"

"Yes!" Everyone was a little relaxed. They sat down against the wall, and several soldiers surrounded old Eve to ask something. It seemed that they didn't want to be confused and go up to death.

After a while, the regimental commander took several officers to the city wall section that Kerry was responsible for. The soldiers hurriedly got up to salute. The regimental commander was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure. He looked at the body and lay on the stack of the wall and looked at the horses still on the other side of the moat, frowned.

"Looking at the wound is not an orc." An officer carefully looked at the body of the deceased: "The weapons of the orcs are old, and the wounds are much more horrible than this. Generally, there will be broken rust or rotten wood scum on the wound."

Another officer who followed the regimental nodded: "The incision is very similar to that caused by our weapons. What puzzles me is that the attack directly tore the armor, and the force is not small! This is very similar to orcs, but orcs will not have such new weapons as ours!"

Kerry took a step forward and looked at several officers to put forward their own views: "Maybe it's an orc officer! It happens to be holding a new weapon!"

The regimental commander pressed his hand and motioned him to shut up: "I know that you have just transferred from the north and don't know the orcs. If you face the commander of the orc army, he can't come back alive."

Looking at a group of officers with puzzled faces, the regimental commander pushed aside the crowd and shouted at a group of soldiers sitting together at the mouth of the wall: "Old Eve! I know you are there! Tell me about it."

"The Orc Wolf Knight! There are a lot of them, and they still don't use bows and arrows! I am very confident in the speed of the giant wolf. The wound is a new weapon, and it was attacked by two orc wolf knights! A sword was in the left and cut twice on the right. It was on the shoulder. Due to the bumps and distance, the shoulder armor was not damaged, but the bones were broken. Old Yves did not get up and squinted.