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Chapter 167 The Legendary Creature Appears
As the heavy snow continued, the entire North Wind Fortress had already been covered with a layer of silver.

The top of the city wall and some necessary military paths have been kept clean, and the snow outside the city has been piled there, already several meters high.

Under such circumstances, mankind has gained a precious respite.

Unfortunately, they did not have any reinforcements.

In order to prevent the soldiers from being impatient with the severe cold, or even sneaking out, the guards changed their defenses more frequently.

There is no use of life to test whether the soldiers are doing their duty.

Human nature often cannot stand the test.

Even the drills were temporarily put on hold, and most of the soldiers nestled in the barracks to rest and enjoy the temperature brought by the flames.

The atmosphere of the entire North Wind Fortress changed accordingly, full of laziness, and the soldiers showed a lack of interest in everything.

The reason for this is the weather, and the encouragement from the Duke of Osborne is also indispensable. After a long period of excitement, their emotions inevitably fell into a trough.

This made Duke Osborne very worried, but he did not regret his previous behavior.

He knows very well that these facts must be passed down, not just the kind of human spiritual inheritance.

There are also reasons for paving the way for Roland in the future. After all, the descendants of the Osborne family have been entrusted to him.

Whether they are nobles or commoners, the family holds a great weight in their hearts.

In his opinion, the dragon is certainly invincible.

That's because they soar in the sky, but the North Wind Fortress is here, it can't fly, and it can't run away.

Gron can completely destroy it with brute force.

It's not that the orcs didn't do nothing during this time. They didn't know what happened in the North Wind Fortress, so it had nothing to do with them.

All this can only be regarded as a coincidence, they are just integrating all the clans.

So that the orcs can truly unite under the tribe, and this tribe can only have one voice, and that is the voice of Hellscream.

To this end, it wins over those warriors who believed in its clan, and after assigning them positions, they began to help Hellscream merge these clans into the Dark Iron Clan.

As the other chiefs who supported Hellscream as the great chief, they also got some of their benefits, but those were orcs who were unwilling to merge into the Dark Iron clan.

It's just because they don't want to see these orcs being consumed as cannon fodder.

The Dark Iron Clan has become the veritable first clan of the orcs.

Hellscream doesn't want these orcs to scatter and re-establish a separate orc clan after breaking through the Northwind Fortress. That's not what it wants, nor what it wants to see.

Fortunately, as the snow melted, the temperature began to rise, and spring was about to arrive. As the breath of revival of all things blew by, the soldiers finally got out of their emotional trough.

At the request of nobles at all levels, the soldiers started their daily training, but they could only take turns to practice.

This was a decision made to prevent the soldiers from lacking physical strength when the orcs attacked the city.

Roland could only express his support for this, but his training for himself has been uninterrupted. He needs to adapt to the imperial flame sword in his hand.

Because he has never used this kind of weapon longer than a pole before, he needs to think about how to swing the weapon faster in the crowd, and how to deal with the enemy's shield double-teaming tactics.

In fact, the latter problem is not a problem at all, because this sword is so sharp that even iron shields can be cut off easily, even so it will not have any gaps.

At this time, Roland was more interested in incorporating two-handed swordsmanship into it, and had to practice it like an arm to command it, otherwise the treasure would really be covered in dust.

Orc camp.

"Warchief, are we really going to do this? Don't think about it anymore?"

Seeing the prepared orcs in front of him, Drek'Thar didn't want to kill or injure too many orcs in front of the great city of North Wind Fortress.

Hellscream did not explain these words, because he knew clearly that his words were not good, "Let Chief Shadowmoon explain this matter to you."

"Of course it is necessary, Chief Frostwolf.

We only have a temporary cooperation with Gronn. They agreed too lightly and only agreed to help us cross the North Wind Fortress.

What if the Grons choose to leave after this?Are you ready to stop them?
We will inevitably have more cities to capture in the future. I don't want us to have no experience in siege after passing the North Wind Fortress. This is obviously inappropriate.

Now is the best opportunity. Otherwise, are we building so many siege equipment just for viewing?
Or are you going to push them forward slowly, let humans gather more armies, and then we will slowly pull them out one by one?

Or let Chief Frostwolf convince King Gruul and let the Gronns launch the first wave of attacks?

In cooperation, we need Gronn even more. In order to capture human cities faster in the future, we must make King Gruul feel our sincerity.

Only in this way will they continue to support us in the subsequent wars. Do you think we are still the orc empire with millions of orcs back then?
We only have 80 warriors, so we need Gronn's help even more. "

Although Chief Frostwolf knew that there must be Hellscream's plan to eliminate dissidents, Chief Shadow Moon's words still made Chief Frostwolf unable to refute.

So it had no choice but to never bring up the subject again.

"go ahead."

With the order from Hellscream, the huge machine of the Horde started.

Countless orcs wore leather armor, stepped on the wet grass under the drizzle, hid their bodies behind crudely made wooden shields, and started advancing with huge siege ladders.

There are also dozens of people carrying a long flying ladder for a team of orcs, ready to charge at the right time.

The ogre gates no longer hide their figures, and they successively launched dozens of huge siege and crash vehicles to the front of the formation.

And sent the first team of ogres to push the siege car forward, preparing to move forward together with the orcs' siege ladder.

Eight Grons also appeared in the army of orcs. The lowest of them was ten meters high, and the tallest was their king, Gruul, which was a full 15 meters high.

Looking from the top of the city, the orcs in battle were all in darkness.

The appearance of the giant beast made them lose their voices for a while, and then they screamed: "The orcs are coming."

Their words did not spread very far, but they still fell into the ears of comrades around them. With the shouts of more orcs attacking, the entire North Wind Fortress suddenly became full of voices.

Roland immediately stopped practicing his sword skills, inserted the weapon into the scabbard and ran straight to the city. Mrs. Vicky, Fox and others also quickly followed his footsteps.

With an exaggerated speed and coordinated sensitive steps, he jumped over the running soldiers and came to the city wall.

Looking down the city, he unconsciously clenched the giant sword in his hand, and his face instantly became ugly.

It seems that the orcs are preparing to capture the North Wind Fortress today, and they do not want to give humans a chance to breathe.

At this time, the Duke of Osborne also appeared at the top of the city. He just glanced at the formation of the orcs and directly called the herald beside him, saying loudly:

"Two things. One, use the raven of North Wind Fortress to send a message to the capital to tell them that the orcs are about to break the city, and hope that they will be prepared to resist the orcs.

Second, send a message to Baron Lyon, asking him to lead the Wind Legion to quickly evacuate the civilians in the entire Northland and escort them away.

Tell him that this is an order, and it must be executed immediately, and he is not allowed to come to Beifeng Fortress again. "

The herald couldn't believe his ears. It was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky hit him on the head, and he seemed to have been poured cold water from head to toe, making his whole body numb.

He heard another meaning from Duke Osborne's words, and this fact made him freeze on the spot, his eyes widening.

But Duke Osborne didn't have time to waste here with him, so he shouted directly: "Follow your orders, Herald."

Only then did the herald wake up. Among the civilians there were also his family members and the families of all the soldiers present.

After saluting, he ran quickly.

While running, he also passed on the news.

The soldiers also relaxed a little because of this order, but they still felt scared and desperate in the face of the legendary creature Gron.

When such a legend appears in front of people, the impact it brings can be imagined. If they launch an attack, it is even more unimaginable, and it may directly cause the soldiers to collapse.

Not only could they not run against those orcs with amazing endurance, let alone a creature like Goron.

Running away is just a dead end.

Maybe relying on the dragon hunting crossbow on the city wall, they still have a chance?

Soldiers can only rely on these to give them hope so that they can overcome the fear in their hearts.

"Count Roland, follow me."

After the Duke of Osborne shouted, he took the lead in running, and Roland looked back at Gron and quickly followed.

The companions also quickly followed, the more worried they were about Roland at this critical moment.

They quickly reached the highest point of the North Wind Fortress, and Duke Osborne lifted the cloth on it, revealing a huge horn.

"Count Roland, don't be dazed, come and blow the dragon horn, you should be the only one with this strength here, hurry up."

Looking at Count Roland who was stunned there, Duke Osborne shouted anxiously that if the dragon arrived a little later or if Gronn took the lead, then the soldiers of the entire North Wind Fortress would flee.

Roland no longer hesitated and went directly to the huge dragon horn. He took a deep breath and blew the legendary horn that could summon the dragon.

A vast and ancient voice came from the Dragon, and as time went on, its voice became louder and soon overwhelmed the shouts of the soldiers.

After more than 200 years, the sound of the dragon horn resounded through the world again. The soldiers guarding the city thought of the dragon that Duke Osborne had said, and suddenly felt their blood start to boil.

They could only vent it with roars, and their voices were mixed with the sound of dragon horns to the orc camp.

Hearing the familiar horn sound, King Gruul knew that it was the horn sound to summon the dragon, which made him a little troubled and uneasy.

It picked up a boulder and threw it out, knocking down many orcs.

This move frightened the orcs around it to the bone, and they began to stay away from this gron who didn't distinguish between friend and foe.

The movement here also attracted Hellscream's attention. It took out Bloodhowl with a livid face and walked directly towards King Gruul's position.

Of course, it was just a show to show the orcs, to let them know that the great chief cares about them.

He was stopped by the chiefs very quickly, and he knew that this was the best result, so after the chiefs took out their weapons and ushered in a confrontation, he directly gave up this idea.

However, this strange horn sound also made Hellscream very uneasy. Considering Gruul's abnormal reaction, it guessed that this might be the arrival of the dragon belonging to the First Empire.

But hadn't the First Empire been destroyed?

Hellscream fell silent as he watched the flag fluttering over the top of the Northwind Fortress.

In the dim dragon's lair, two giant dragons were sleeping. They were already too old, especially because Hubble Abbas had imprisoned them for more than 100 years, which made them exhausted.

They can only prolong their lifespan by relying on sleep.

Suddenly, the dragon ears of Pale Flame and Scarlet Fury moved, and they suddenly opened their huge dragon eyes, and the erect pupils instantly collapsed into a ball.

After they uttered a deafening roar, they stood up directly, and after a run-up, they rushed to the exit of the dragon's nest.

The two little dragons also woke up from their sleep, looked at their parents who had already flown into the sky, let out a slightly immature roar, and also rushed into the sky.

It's just that their parents didn't mean to wait for them, and they were left far behind. Fortunately, they can track them down through the scent left by their parents.

Roland couldn't hold on any longer, he felt that the air in his lungs had been completely squeezed out, but he was still blowing desperately.

He didn't know how long it would take for the dragon to hear it. He learned from Duke Osborne's story that the two dragons were far away from here, at least one day on horseback and three days on foot.

Soon Roland couldn't hold on anymore, he let go of the dragon horn, and after taking a breath, he continued to blow it.

Suddenly, two thundering roars came from the distant sky. The harsh sound made Roland cover his ears with both hands, but he still did not dare to give up and continued to blow the dragon horn.

Duke Osborne's eyes kept looking at the distant sky, and he didn't smile until he heard these two roars. He knew that it was the crimson fury and the pale flame that had come.

He turned his gaze to Roland, only to find that his face was distorted, and beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead. It was obvious that he had tried his best.

"Okay, the dragon is here. Take a rest, Earl Roland."

Hearing this, Roland let go of the Dragon, panted violently, and turned his gaze towards the direction of the roar.

There are two black spots in the sky that are rapidly approaching and getting bigger and bigger, accompanied by the constant roar.

King Gruul obviously discovered this at this time. It looked at the giant dragon with its huge one eye and let out a roar full of cruelty. It was provoking the two giant dragons.

Accompanied by their echoing roars, both humans and orcs stopped what they were doing, and they turned their gazes to the giant dragon that could already see its shape.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and all that could be seen were the two giant dragons whose figures continued to expand.

Their distance was getting closer and closer, and as two huge shadows swept across the ground, they had already reached the sky above the North Wind Fortress.

And it hovered here. The huge shadow enveloped the earth and shocked everyone present, whether they were orcs or humans.

Human reinforcements have arrived.

(End of this chapter)