The Fate of the Gunman

Under the king's blessing, Lothar led the army assembled in Stormwind towards the direction of the Black Marsh, but within a few days of the army's departure, a news that no one had thought of was passed.

"What?! Our sentries in the Black Marsh have been pulled out?"

Only two days have passed since the last report, including the time for the horse to run...

"In other words, when the news came, were the green-skinned monsters already attacking our outposts? Was it a premeditated attack or was it just an emergency mobilization after the base was discovered or was it simply a retaliatory attack?"

Lothar riding on the war horse frowned and looked at the direction of the Black Marsh without a word. The three hypotheses he mentioned are the three most likely speculations, and these three possibilities represent different things. .

The lightest is naturally the'retaliatory action'. The loss of personnel is irreversible, but if the opponent chooses to retreat, they will have more time and tactical depth to use.

The second reason is the emergency mobilization that was discovered. If this is the case, even if the group of green-skinned monsters can cause a certain impact, the impact will be limited to a certain range.

The worst thing is that the other party has been planning for a long time, this time it just took the opportunity to attack, in this case...

'Although it is not hoped to be true, I am afraid it is really the same as what Ms. Aegwynn said.'

The other party is one of the greatest mages in the world, but what the other party said is really incredible.

Those green-skinned orcs are invaders from another world?

Although Lothar also knew many wizards and understood the concept of the so-called "world", it was precisely because of his understanding that he was puzzled.

What exaggerated magic power and resources are needed to open a portal from another world to transport soldiers from another world to this world.

'If it can be done, isn't there a'god' behind those green-skinned monsters?'

Obviously Lothar didn't know that there was indeed a similar existence behind the opponent——————the devil.

And more importantly, those guys had already visited this world a long time ago, and even this batch of orcs were just the vanguard of those demons.

With strong anxiety, Lothar once again asked the team to march quickly.

He did not give any explanation for this, but the soldiers knew that their commander-in-chief would never make such an order for no reason. They almost instinctively guessed that there might be a big battle next.

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At this time, Lancer did not know that Stormwind Kingdom had sent a large army to support, but for him, there was actually no difference, after all, he had only one choice from beginning to end.

Lancer, sitting by the campfire, was silent to the slightly sad singing of a bard.

It was only more than 2 days since he came into this world, but he felt extremely tired. After all, he spent almost half of the time fighting in these two days.

First, the first wave of attacks on the outpost was repelled, and then the orc army reappeared before the other people in the outpost had packed up, and this time they were much more numerous than before, even with Lancer’s help. He did not retreat, and Lancer also chose to follow the large army. After all, even if he could kill these fifty ordinary orcs, what's next?Who knows how many orcs are in that seemingly silent forest?

Along the way, the steps of "remnant soldiers converging at various outposts" and "repulsing the chasing troops of the orcs" were repeated. The number of the team that originally had only more than 20 people has gradually risen to more than 100, but the increase in number has not increased. The morale of this team, after all, this team is made up of outpost soldiers repulsed by the orcs.

The morale of the team composed of such soldiers can be imagined, but fortunately, the most basic desire to survive has made this team at least not collapsed, and everyone is eager to go back alive.

Just when Lancer guessed when such a day would end——————

"Mr. Lancer, this is your barbecue."

A young soldier handed Lancer a barbecue that looked a little burnt.

"Thank you."

There is no doubt that this barbecue is not delicious, and it can only be said that it can replenish physical strength. But in this case, no one can demand anything. Naturally, Lancer is not nonsense. After all, he used to be in the desert. Have eaten live scorpions.

The so-called'welfare copy' is becoming more and more strict.'

Lancer, the moon looking at the sky, couldn't help but complain, but thinking about it, it seems that the so-called "welfare copy" has not always been simple, right?In the world of MH, he had seen the brutality of the dragon with his own eyes. It was different from that in the game. The strong body, the ferocious fangs, and the whole body exuded the aura of the top hunter, even the current one. Lancer was not confident that he could hunt it alone.

Not to mention that the booming dragon in that world is not at the top of the ecological chain, and all kinds of'gulong' with unknown intelligence are real.

Later, I went to the "Land of Shadows". Although I have been studying in the master's castle, I think about it according to my brother's statement. The Kingdom of Shadows is not peaceful at all. Various monsters that only exist in myths are rampant. , Carrying out this cruel battle almost every minute and every second, it's just that he didn't touch it because of his strength.

Finally, it was the previous world of "trajectory". He was very happy with the points and brushes. On the way, he also obtained a lot of interesting props and the most common but practical but very practical "guide", but think carefully I thought that whether it was the "Sword Emperor" that I first encountered, the moustache that was later suspected of the "Sword Saint", or the unidentified armor girl, the water in that world was not shallow at all, but he hadn't touched it.

And this time, as soon as he arrived, he participated in a retreat station facing the orcs.

"Did I hold back for too long before I felt that the so-called "welfare" was dangling Oupai's young lady?'

After making a complaint, he leaned against the tree and took a nap.

The scouts in the army don’t know when they will come back, but they can be sure that the so-called rest will not last long. With the unexpected encounters with the orc scouts, it is almost certain that the large army of orcs is gradually approaching them. No one knows. When will the orcs suddenly rush out, so the only thing they can do is to go a little further before the enemy catches up.

'I don't know when that commander's so-called'reinforcement' will come...'

Lancer, who was resting at this time, didn't know that his location was called the'land of tears' and that it would be the'swamp of sorrow' in the future, and in the distance was the famous'Karazhan'.

Chapter 5 is for the Kingdom of Stormwind!(6/10)

After receiving the news that the'Black Marsh' was completely occupied by the orcs, Lothar ordered the army to march quickly. It can be said that the entire team followed Lothar in silence except for the most basic rest and eating time. As they got closer and closer to the Black Marsh, they also encountered the hunter who had escaped from there, and from their mouths, they confirmed the bad condition of the Black Marsh again.

But when they started to rush again, a scout came over on a horse.

"Marshal! Suspected remnants of the Black Swamp were found ahead. They are fighting the green-skinned monsters."

The report from his subordinates brightened his eyes, and at the same time he pulled out the saber from his waist and swung it straight ahead.

"The cavalry forces charge with me! The infantry rushes to keep up!"

After speaking, he suddenly pulled the reins of the horse that was sitting on and immediately let go of the four hooves and ran all the way, and the cavalry behind him did not hesitate to follow him, and the battle flag seemed to pull out a wave for a while.

After only running wild for a few minutes, Lothar could smell the'breath' of the battlefield, but a more direct way of saying it was the smell of blood and the roar of the soldiers.

"For the Kingdom of Stormwind!!"

After the roar was counted as a charge command, he took the initiative to lower his body so that he could stick more to the horse and speed up its charge.

And following Lothar's shout, the cavalry unit behind him did not hesitate to draw out his sword.

"Stab~Stab~!"

The sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was extremely harsh, but everyone present didn't care. They just clenched the hilt in their hands and then made the same roar.

"For the Kingdom of Stormwind!!"

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Lancer knew that the enemy’s total offensive was not far away when the small groups of orc "random encounters" became more frequent, and Lancer’s heart sank to the bottom when he hadn’t seen the enemy’s scouts for a while. , He didn't think those orcs would lose them, so why didn't they show up?There is only one answer-the other party thinks it is enough.

The enemy's general attack could start at any time, and the whole team became more silent. Everyone speeded up unconsciously, but at this moment Lancer suddenly stopped.

"Mr. Lancer?"

"It looks like they can't come back."