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Chapter 172 A Choice Without a Choice Is Never a Choice
Taking advantage of the time when Goron was rolling outside the city, Crimson Fury and Pale Flame had already completed the accumulation of Longyan.

They changed their flight trajectory in an instant, plunged their bodies downwards while gathering their bat wings, and quickly fell towards the top of the North Wind Fortress.

This action aroused Gruul's rage, and after roaring towards the dragon, he began to destroy the city wall with all his strength.

Trying to turn this place into its own battlefield to attack the giant dragons who provoked it several times.

In desperation, the humans on the city wall began to quickly retreat towards the city, and the facts have proved one thing to them.

Facing creatures like Gron, they have nothing to do. Instead of dying in vain, it is better to kill a few orcs to get back the money.

It can also add a chance of victory for the future battle between humans and beasts.

The dragon did not attack the enraged Gruul, it had already proved its strength.

They chose gronns who looked weaker.

Since human fire oil can cause damage to Goron, then Longyan must be able to kill them.

They did not choose to pass quickly this time, but stopped for a while above the tumbling Gron, spraying flames mercilessly.

Gronn let out bursts of mourning. They wanted to resist, but they did not have the strong body and will like Gruul.

Just dominated by the pain, he let out a painful and meaningless howl.

And the giant dragon flew into the sky again, waiting for the next powerful attack. After destroying the other Grons first, the only target left was Gruul who was raging on the city wall.

If they were given enough time, Gruul would definitely be exhausted here.

Roland had already been taken away from the city wall by his companions, and came under the city wall, looking at the open city gate and the Storm Knights waiting in full force.

He just stayed there, the Imperial Flame Sword in his hand had been released, and fell heavily to the ground, but he didn't pay attention here.

What was churning in my mind was all the people in the North Wind Fortress, the people who raised their swords in their hands facing Gron's giant claws, although their resistance seemed meaningless to Gron.

However, it aroused the will to resist in people's hearts, and made them ignite themselves regardless of their own safety, and directly rushed to the culprit-Gron.

They not only ignited those huge alien races, but also ignited the hope of the remaining people, although it was still slim.

But, no longer despair.

In the contrast of everyone risking their lives, these retreated people seem out of place.

They prefer to choose to be generous, but they also know to leave their useful bodies to make more contributions to mankind.

That is to kill more aliens except Goron. Although the meaningless battle can add a sense of tragedy to them, it does not do any good to humans.

They also couldn't let their hands die without blood on their hands. That would also be ashamed of their ancestors, especially in this North Wind Fortress where more ancestors' corpses were buried.

A choice without a choice is never a choice, and Roland was extremely aggrieved and frustrated with such a result.

Looking at the imperial flame-shaped sword lying quietly on the ground, he kicked it away as if venting his anger.

But he forgot the huge weight of the sword. This move only made him more embarrassed. Looking at the damage on the armor on his feet, Roland laughed.

There was madness in the laughter, Roland, who had long been used to turning the tide in battle, felt powerless for the first time.

Seeing Roland squatting on the ground and laughing, Vicky came to his side and squatted on the ground, looking at the tears in his eyes.

She took off the gauntlet silently, and stretched out her hand to gently wipe it off.

Sensing the fingers in front of him, Roland opened his eyes and looked at his wife in front of him, and asked endlessly, "Are you uncomfortable? Vicky."

Vicky opened the mask, looking at her husband with blue eyes, "Don't be sad, he has followed his suzerain, died in battle with honor, and the Whitnet family still has an heir.

Although Mariko is not very good, but these have little to do with me.

Nor did the Whitnetts want me to think about them, that would be considered thinking about their land.

I am the wife of Earl Roland, I just need to do my job well. "

Listening to Vicky's words, Roland fell into deep thought. Yes, perhaps an honorable death in battle is not a good idea. With this in mind, Roland picked up the weapon on the ground.

Obviously, what Vicky wanted to say to him was not that sentence, but the last sentence. Those had nothing to do with him, Roland, all he needed was to do his job well.

It was his promise to protect the young Osborne family, and it was also his responsibility to regain this place again, and even to break out of the North Wind Fortress and destroy the orcs.

Looking at the giant dragon still circling in the sky, Roland understood one thing, that is, the only person humans can rely on in the end is themselves.

Hehe smiled, "Everyone, line up and prepare to face the orcs in the city."

Hearing his words, the imperial soldiers quickly formed a formation in the city. Seeing this scene, the remaining northern nobles seemed to have found their backbone and gathered towards this side one after another.

As for the city wall, it has been completely destroyed by Gruul and cannot stand anymore.

Suddenly some blood was sprinkled in the sky. Roland looked up and found that the two giant dragons were fighting among themselves without knowing what the dispute was about.

But these are not important to him anymore. Among the people present today, one of them can't escape.

That being the case, why bother fighting?
While speaking, Gruul had already destroyed several huge gaps in the city wall, and its claws were already covered with blood.

Glancing at the giant dragon in the sky and the three-headed Goron standing up again outside the city, it roared and stepped forward, heading towards the human phalanx.

As for the two little dragons that have disappeared at this time, no one knows where they went.

And the three Grons quickly retreated towards the rear of the orc army with their scorched skins on top. Seeing this, the tribe members spontaneously began to divert them, leaving a way for them to retreat.

Looking at Greul oncoming, Roland knew that he had no choice. If there was anyone here who could cause harm to Gron, except for the weapon in his hand, there would be no one.

Roland felt the rapid beating of his heart, and his blood was also circulating rapidly, which made him feel excited, "Everyone, stay put and stand by."

After saying that, he held up the imperial flame sword and rushed towards Gruul.

Seeing this, Andal was about to follow, but was stopped by Fox, "This is your choice, respect it, Andal."

After saying that he shouted loudly at the end, Andal turned around to look with unbelievable eyes, but found the tears in the eyes of everyone, so he had no choice but to put down the sword in his hand weakly.

While speaking, Roland had already quickly approached Gruer. Gruer didn't respond to such a death-seeking behavior, but continued to move forward.

Gron's calf was already the highest point Roland could reach, and if he had the choice, he didn't want to attack this dull place.

Also because of his distrust of weapons, he did not choose the slash that could cause a bigger wound, but chose a conservative stab.

It wasn't until the imperial flame-shaped sword pierced its calf fiercely and felt pain that it kicked its leg reflexively, trying to shake the creature that fell on its calf.

Although the weapon looked bulky, it stabbed in very smoothly until it was blocked by the wide handguards on both sides.

Without this design, the sword might even slide directly into Gron's body, causing him to lose the sword, and even make him give birth. The purpose of this design is to prevent the current situation.

After being dazed, Roland woke up and put his legs against Gron's legs to pull out the weapon, trying to avoid the slap from Gruul, but what he didn't expect was a shaking.

Therefore, when he just drew out his weapon and was about to jump, he was thrown out violently. After flying more than ten meters away, he fell heavily to the ground.

It's just that he got up quickly. As for the armor on his body that was broken, he tore it off piece by piece to the ground, took a deep breath, and rushed up again.

Only then did Gruul take a serious look at the human who hurt it, and with just one glance, its pupils quickly narrowed.

What flickered in his eyes was an emotion that shouldn't have appeared—fear.

It knew this weapon, and it appeared in its dreams countless times, killing the former King Goron again and again, turning it into a nightmare of its youth.

Seeing Gron standing there in a daze, Roland didn't choose to choose a fancy pace, but seized this opportunity and ran straight away.

After taking off his armor, a long-lost sense of relaxation filled his heart, making his movements more flexible.

But Gruul was a king after all, and he came back to his senses in just a moment. This was that person's weapon. If it had been him, it wouldn't have been just a sting.

"Ants are always ants, and the power of weapons cannot change this fact."

Gruul looked at the running humans with disdain, and swung his paw the moment Roland jumped up.

Seeing this scene, many people closed their eyes in fright, and Vicky even passed out on the ground.

The wind stopped, and the shouts of killing at the city gate gradually faded away, and all the hustle and bustle stopped.

Looking at the ever-growing claws in front of him, Roland's thoughts became extraordinarily clear, and he 'slowly' chopped out the weapon in his hand.

Trying to open a way to escape this mortal fate.

The paw collided with Roland once, without any sound, and no figure flew out. It seemed that Roland had been patted into meat paste and turned into fly ash.

A mournful roar came from the sky, and Pale Fury spewed out a mouthful of dragon flames, which shot at the huge dragon head of Crimson Fury, without causing any damage.

The dragon flames were inevitably scattered, like fireworks, but no one appreciated them.

Seeing the chill in Pale Flame's eyes, Crimson Wrath roared at it, then directly gathered its bat wings, and fell straight down.

Roland, who closed his eyes, was ready to face death, but he didn't feel any pain, he just felt something passing through.

At this time, Vicky had already woken up, "Everyone, listen to my order, kill Goron in front of you, and avenge your lord, my husband!"

Hearing a familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly, Roland opened his eyes, only to realize that he was not dead, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

It seems that he did not encounter Goron's hard hand bones, and he was very lucky.

Well, it hurts, but at least he is still alive, "Everyone, obey my order, stay where you are, and protect your mistress."

Following the sound, everyone discovered that Roland was covered in blood. Fortunately, his voice seemed to be full of energy, which reassured them a lot.

Only Vicky, she has already respected Roland's idea once, and she doesn't want to feel the pain of loss anymore.

Therefore, she took advantage of everyone's joy and rushed out of the array and ran towards Roland.

Fortunately, she did not lose her mind, but bypassed Gron and walked from the side, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, "Andal, Avelyn, follow Madam."

Andal and Evelyn received the order and followed directly. As for Fox, they had to control this army and let it play its due role.

"mighty."

Remembering the first cry, the soldiers immediately caught up with the rhythm, and the mighty shouts sounded, making Gruul very annoyed.

Seeing the crowd rushing towards them, Roland did not choose to meet them. He didn't want anyone to attract Gron's attention.

In the face of Gron's attack, no one can escape this speed beyond perception.

The reason why he was able to avoid this mortal attack was only by the sharpness of the weapon, and maybe a little strength.

Roland smiled and said hello to Goron in front of him, "Big man, how do you feel?"

"You succeeded in irritating me, ant, and you will pay with your life for it. So, are you ready to embrace death?"

After Gruul finished speaking, he was about to launch an attack, but it was soon sprayed on the wound by the dragon flames that fell from the sky, and the unhealed wound was scorched by flames again.

It roared angrily at the giant dragon on its head, began to look around for available weapons, and finally set its sights on the city wall.

Crimson Wrath just flew in the air and continuously sprayed the dragon flames on Gruul's body, until the dragon flames were sprayed, and then left in a whirl.

Feeling the pain in his body, Gruul angrily threw a boulder, which did not hit the dragon but smashed many houses in the city.

Fortunately, there were no ordinary people in Beifeng Fortress at this time, and only soldiers and nobles could stay here.

Gruul turned his attention to Roland again. The only person who can take revenge here is this damned human being. He no longer hesitates and is determined to kill him.

At this time, the Pale Flame was carrying out a dragon flame attack on the aliens outside the city. Looking at Gruul who had changed direction again, he roared and flew directly over.

Its roar was full of dissatisfaction with Crimson Fury, but it didn't respond to Crimson Fury.

"Get out of here, Vicky, this is not a battle you can participate in. Even I can only rely on this weapon to tangle with him."

Under Roland's signal, Aveline and Andal forcibly took their mistress away from here. Listening to the screams that gradually went away, Roland took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions.

Ready to fight.

(End of this chapter)