Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 405: The battle horn sounded directly

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The Mirar River and the bay have become thick layers of ice, which originally only needed to defend the Luskans on both sides, but now face the enemy on all sides.

Hill looked at the city walls of Luskan again, and finally found that in the section where the Mirar River flows into Luskan and at the mouth of the sea, there are two ice and snow city walls, but they are added on the outermost part. A layer of rocks.

Hill just watched it casually, and was actually deceived.

It turns out that they also thought about the future.

When spring blooms and Luskan starts water transportation again, the two city walls will probably melt into the sea.

And in winter, it is easy to use ice to build such a city wall. Even if there are no undead, a high-level mage like Laila can easily build it.

Hill, who circled around Luskan again, felt that Luskan really didn't need to do anything more. .

Pulvi then returned to floating in the clouds above the island where Snow Palace was located.

The Otherworldly Whale was very determined to stop at this place, he wanted to be able to admire his beautiful figure below all the time.

Sitting on the terrace, Hill looked up at the direction of the Ridge of the World. The white mountains towered into the clouds. Although there was no snow on the top of the clouds, it was covered in ice.

Hill has a feeling... not long.

That is the hostility that blows in the face, the madness that makes the natural consciousness feel suffocated. The orcs on the spine of the world have no reason at all. They are specially made weapons. Except for the appetite and the desire to reproduce, what? nothing.

They are more like the beasts who lost their minds during the Trahir's Beast Tide, but never regain their senses.

These poor creatures were originally created by the orc **** Gruush to deal with the elves.

After the entire line of elves collapsed, they were useless and abandoned on this desolate mountain, struggling to survive under the claws of dragons.

It's just because some irritable and gloomy real half-orcs, those children born of orcs and other races, can't find their own space in the world... Orcs hate not only elves, they also hate Humanity.

These orcs finally entered the Spine of the World.

The obedience of the Orcs to the strong made them quickly become the rulers of tribes. Under their constraints, the Orcs of the Spine of the World finally had a little restraint.

But it also makes them more dangerous... When there is no food, all the tribes will gather together, elect a recognized king, and attack the mainland under his leadership.

For these orcs, either grab enough food or kill enough of their kin.

If only a small number of Orcs can't get enough to eat, they will generally choose to attack the Ten Towns of Icewind Dale... After all, they are weaker.

But this year's winter came too early and too soon...the Orcs must be more than half hungry.

They will definitely choose to go south...Last time, they made it.

The original place of Aglaia City was once a prosperous city-state, and finally became a victim of the Orcs.

Why are those undead dead, all thrown into Baal's temple. It is because their corpses have become food for the Orcs.

Seeing this scene with my own eyes, I can't really blame their last madness to get revenge on the world.

Unfortunately, Baal is not a good thing either. The fate of putting their souls into that temple is to become the fuel for the resurrection of the other party.

However, the obsession to make the North uneasy, and to make Neverwinter regret putting the Orcs in, is a good idea.

Neverwinter has become one of the best cities in the North, and its current appearance of half-dead has a lot to do with the damage caused by the Undead Swamp to the passing caravans.

No longer thinking about the sorrows of the past, Hill stared coldly at the mountains under the clouds, the goose feather snow falling from the clouds could not block his sight... Those dirty gray heads, occasionally come out.

Half-orcs are already watching Luskan.

Hill returned to the magic tower, and told Liszt to inform Ruth about the changes on the ridge of the world, and asked her to tell the time and space artifact first, and then tell them after Laila and the others watched the lively, and they can start working. You have to stand where you are defending and get ready.

Neither Hill nor the undead are very comfortable with Toril's rough fighting style. Anyway, they have to arrange the shifts that take turns to defend and ensure smooth handovers.

If something goes wrong, be prepared for how to remedy it.

Without changing shifts and resting, the battle for months is all about a strong hero relying on his own willpower to do it, and Hill definitely doesn't want it to happen in his own city.

Heroes... should only exist in the battle of the weak against the strong. The war of the strong requires order.

Hill pulled out his magic book and asked Liszt to notify him after opening it, and quickly immersed himself in the transcription of the magic book.

He knows himself very well. After a fight, he will definitely go out and watch... um... The intensity of the battle is definitely not as intense as what Fran asked, and he will stay in the study and copy books if there is no major event.

So hurry up and copy a few more copies, and go back to make good work.

Hill's sleepless days, buried in his books, lasted only three days, when he was interrupted by the sudden sound of a horn: it was the signal that the war had begun.

Liszt suddenly appeared: "Sir, the orcs have come down the mountain. The sentry said that they divided a part to the east, which should be to the dwarf city of Mirabar."

To enjoy the dragon friction? That city is firmly guarded by a gem dragon! The broken weapons of the orcs can't hurt the scales of the dragon.

And Mirabar is an underground city... Orcs and dwarves play roadway battles... Really willing to send brains to dwarves to practice hammers.

Hill thought for a while before saying: "Send a warning signal to Mirabar, express our goodwill, and tell Laila, she doesn't need to ask me for similar things, as long as it doesn't hurt my interests, she can choose Be kind to people."

"Yes, sir." Lister quickly went to contact Ruth.

Hill looked at the magic book in his hand, lowered his head silently, and decided to copy the last dozen or so pages.

Rarely suppressed his curiosity. By the time Hill sat on the terrace, the battle had officially started.

Same height as a human, but looks stronger. The sloping foreheads, protruding jaws, and rough, scarred skin of the orcs with boar-like tusks made it clear where their blood came from.

However, except for those standing at the end who were obviously taller and stronger, with strange patterns painted on their bodies, the others who had already started charging towards the city wall had only the desire to kill in their cloudy eyes.

At first glance, you can tell that they are not normal people... Orcs are just low IQ, not completely lacking.

The battle scene was intense, but Hill couldn't help but sank.

Those true orcs used to take the lead in the charge. After all, finding loopholes in the city walls and exploiting them in time is not something that a deranged orc can do.

And opportunities in war are always fleeting.

Not to mention that for Gruumsh, the orc master god, only brave and fearless warriors are worthy of him to bring them into the dream land of the orcs - the land of the orcs.

The orcs or half-orcs who arrive there will no longer face the danger of death and starvation. As long as they fight every day, they will be resurrected with full blood at night, and if they are good enough, they will also receive Gruumsh's Divine Reward.

This time, they chose to stay out of the mage's range as much as possible, and did not intend to participate in the battle at all.

There are no gods to send a message right now...including Gruumsh, and there's no way he can send a message to the goblins.

The battle of the undead on Luskan's side ended very quickly, and the orcs were unlikely to see much.

But these half-orcs clearly know where the undead's spell distance limit is, and they don't have any chance at all in the early stage.

Hill couldn't help but stand up and observe carefully. With such an accurate judgment, there must be a Mage who will take action, and the level will definitely not be low.

"Liszt." Hill called his towering lightly, "Notify Laila and the undead, there is a mage on the opposite side to help."

"Isn't it the white dragon?" Liszt asked hesitantly.

At first, they thought that if the Orcs really attacked, the biggest possibility is to cooperate with the white dragon on the mountain.

They alone don't necessarily beat the Orc Horde when they're hungry.

Hill's anger is not strong, there are people who **** this kind of thing in any world, not to mention Toril, there are a lot of things that are not human.

Hill intends to take a closer look, it is impossible for the white dragons not to participate...unless they want to eat a winter's ice and snow to cheat their stomachs.

"No..." There is really no appearance of the ugly head of the white dragon~IndoMTL.com~ Is it because of those mages? Although Bai Long is stupid, he still feels very keen.

It just means that those white dragons feel that starving to death is better than cooperating with orcs.

Hill hesitated for a while, but the first enemy that came to his mind was indeed Bane's necromancer disciple...

Only they can survive the freezing 30 feet of the Spine of the World.

Hill was silent for a few seconds, and didn't know if he should sympathize with Ben. Although his largest church on the mainland, Zhentarim, had been destroyed, there were still many other small churches.

It's just...it's just a temporary sleep. Compared with other gods who can give believers a little hint, there must be no response from him.

But the necromancer under his command, the first reaction in this situation, turned out to be to take refuge in the orcs?

Those guys really need help from people with IQs... and Necromancers can't arouse the appetite of those mindless orcs, but they are indeed good partners.

But descending directly from a high-ranking ruler to a blood-drinking level... When Bane wakes up, will he still accept these believers mixed in with Orcs?

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