Chapter 1647: The Betrayer

"What is this? The smell of new wood, the smell of tender grass, the wind in late spring, and the smell of sea water. It's too clean, and the smell of too clean is always so uncomfortable." In the forest, there was a With a low voice, the darkness among the woods gradually became brighter, and a fire gradually spread in the darkness. Where it passed, the trees burned and the grass turned to ashes. Then a black figure emerged from the firelight, and a rough hand was pressed on the trunk of a tree. The hand was covered with thick hair, and it didn't look like a hand at all, but like a claw.

The claws of the beast.

Sparks floated from the hair from time to time, and after leaving this hand, they fell to the surroundings. As it falls, the spark will glow brightly, and finally become a flame. When many flames come together, a flame is formed, and the surrounding trees and grasses also burn.

In the flames, an orc looked at the ruins of the city in the distance, and made a deep voice from his mouth: "Clean things should not exist, blood and flames are our breeding grounds. Destroy, burn, tear up, destroy .My army, my minions, kill all humans!"

More monsters rushed past the orcs, merged into the black tide on the wilderness, and gathered in the direction of the ruins of the city.

The people in the ruins are desperately fighting.

Orlando had to use the complex environment of the ruins to maximize the impact of the flame knight's group charge. This iron cavalry had to slow down in the ruins, and because of the terrain, it was diverted from the previous dense formation, but even if a flame knight The war knife is broken down into daggers, and the daggers are still daggers, and the daggers are still much sharper than shovels and hammers. What's more, those holding these daggers are ruthless killing machines, while those holding shovels are ordinary people.

Comparing the two, it is not surprising that human beings are almost being slaughtered.

But Orlando couldn't accept it.

So he was almost desperate, while acting as a fighter to kill the enemy, he also had to command the people to fight and walk.

He doesn't know how long he can last, but now, he can last as long as he can.

Orlando let out a long roar, and the iron gun was in his hand like a rainbow. He dragged his gun to attack, the gun was as powerful as a thunderbolt, and with one shot, the three flame knights were lifted up through their chests. Lifting his foot again, he kicked the corpse out. He fell to the ground, his heart beating wildly, and then he gradually calmed down, but he was out of breath. There is no gap to rest, and the guns have been fired from the beginning of the battle. The source power is consumed at a terrifying speed, and he has not yet stepped into the threshold of level 30, so naturally he cannot draw source power from the void to replenish.

This is very fatal, and Orlando has already consumed seven or eight out of ten of his source power. Now even if he uses the remaining source power to escape, he doesn't know if he can escape or not.

Of course he didn't intend to escape.

If he escapes, the rest die faster.

Several flame knights rushed out from an alleyway on the left, and Orlando rolled to the ground as soon as he inhaled. The iron gun swept across the ground in his hand, across the horse's legs, and suddenly there was the sound of bones breaking. The front hooves of several war horses were broken, and they rolled over and fell to the ground together with the knights on the horses. Orlando jumped up from the ground and stabbed the flame knights to death one by one with the iron spear. As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard someone shout "Be careful", a knight came up from behind, raised his spear and stabbed Orlando in the back.

Someone jumped from an abandoned building on the right, jumped on the knight and knocked him off his horse. The knight threw his fist at the man, then raised his gun and threw it away. The spear pinned him to the wall, bleeding profusely.

Orlando roared, and the spear stabbed violently, piercing through the knight's chest. When it was pulled out again, what spewed out from the chest was not blood, but liquid like magma, and the knight staggered and fell down.

Someone ran over from the side. Some of these people were city residents and some were soldiers, but everyone's face was black and red, the black part was mud, and the red part was blood.

"My lord, it can't be done, we are surrounded."

Orlando put his gun on the ground and asked, "How many people are there?"

"That's all, my lord."

Orlando glanced at it, feeling extremely heavy in his heart.

There are many people here, but there are only three or four hundred people. As for the fewer soldiers, two thousand soldiers, but now there are only about thirty people. Orlando took a deep breath, the many wounds on his body were painful, he straightened his body and said: "Everyone, we can't go anymore. We will all die here today. I am honored to be able to fight with you brave people to the end!"

"So do we, my lord." A blacksmith raised his hammer and shouted: "Let us fight to the end!"

"Fight to the end!"

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and teams of flame knights galloped from the surrounding alleys, and they blocked all escape routes. Then there was the sound of flapping wings, and countless fire boys filled the sky. Finally, on the various buildings in the ruins, you can see the figure of the fire horned demon.

Orlando they have nowhere to escape.

"Kill!" Orlando roared, and his gun shot out like a dragon, and he rushed towards a group of flame knights first.

The sound of killing behind him shook the sky.

The Flame Knight began to charge, the fire boy rained fireballs, and the fire horned demons rushed down from various buildings.

Death is coming.

But at this moment, the flame knights in front of Orlando suddenly staggered, and then a ferocious epee swept out from the chest of the frontmost knight, cutting the knight in two. Behind the fallen knight is a man standing on a chariot. His whole body was covered in armor full of spikes, a cloak was burning behind him, and the epee in his hand was stained with the "blood" of the knight.

Suddenly the ground behind him arched, and someone got out from under the ground and flew straight into the air. Sparks kept falling in midair, and the fireballs dropped by those fire boys were driven by a force field and flew upside down into the sky. After a while, the sky exploded again and again, and the continuous fireballs turned the sky into a sea of ​​flames.

From the gap in the ground that was broken open, fire horned demons continued to come out. People were taken aback, thinking that a new enemy had joined. But these fellows with curved horns and human hands and hoofs faced their own kind, and wrestled with the beasts that fell from the buildings.

Orlando couldn't help being stunned, even he couldn't tell what happened in front of him.

Then he heard a voice behind him saying: "Leave this to us, you guys go quickly."

The man standing on the chariot said so.

"who are you?"

"My name is Xilong, and I am ordered by His Royal Highness Allen to protect his territory and people."

"Ai Allen?" Orlando almost thought he heard it wrong.

"Get out of here quickly."

Although the situation was weird, Orlando also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he immediately asked the rest of the people to leave with him.

At this time, from the other side of the city, there was a roar from the direction of the wilderness. The growl was full of anger, and then Orlando vaguely heard someone shout, "You traitors!"