Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1086 1068. Response

The order was passed through the horn.

Suddenly, Lan En, who was standing on the roof, saw a row of torches crowded on the floating bridge in the direction of the gate of Changhu Town.

The wooden floating bridge creaked under foot.

On the other side, near the waterway gates around Changhu Town, huge and ferocious creatures began to jump out of the lake.

Their mouths were big enough to bite off half of an ordinary person's body. With huge muscles and strong teeth, they started to bite the sluice gates of Changhu Town directly.

Those iron bars that had been soaked in the lake for who knows how many years and blocked countless garbage and ice blocks during the period could not last long in the mouths of the wargs!

After the orcs who were arranged outside confirmed that there were dwarves and "wizards" here, they immediately carried out their plan step by step-killing everyone in Changhu Town and never letting anyone go.

But they didn't understand one thing at all. Lan En was not a "wizard".

"Pop!"

A blast like glass breaking echoed on the roof. It was the sound of the orcs' arrows hitting Lan's [Quen Seal], splashing the fragments of the chaos magic shield.

But Lan, whether in terms of the storage of chaos magic or the strength of the seal, was no longer on the same level as the demon hunter.

At least twenty orcs were shooting at him, but the demon hunter was able to stand behind a solid bunker without any waves or evasive movements.

Only after enduring almost two rounds of shooting, the shield was completely broken.

But then, in a moment less than a breath, after slightly twisting and dodging the arrows that took advantage of this gap, the shield was restored to its original state.

Lan raised his left hand, and then made the machine bite and launch the projectile one by one.

These orcs stood scattered, and their defense mainly came from the inferior armor on their bodies. It was not worth it for Lan to take out his heavy crossbow [Dragon Roar] to shoot at them.

After all, the number of bullets needed to fire a heavy crossbow is not large.

But even so, this kind of shooting is beyond the orcs' ability to accept.

The psychological pressure of shooting against a shooter with a built-in cover and terrifying accuracy is simply not acceptable to ordinary orcs.

"Can't shoot! Let's shoot"

With a bang, the orc who just showed his head from the roof and shot an arrow in a hurry without even aiming, before he could completely retract his head, his head was blown off.

A large amount of blood and a soft body hit the roof tiles together.

The other orc who had put an arrow on the bow next to him swallowed hard, looked at the guy without a skull in horror, but he didn't dare to show his head.

But he would die if he didn't show his head.

"Swish!"

Two nimble figures passed lightly over the undulating roofs of Changhu Town, and in midair, sharp arrows fell from the sky, piercing the orcs' necks and nailing them to the roofs.

This was a completely different style from the shooting strategy of the demon hunters who launched the [Quen Seal] and killed whoever showed his head.

They were like two drifting leaves, shooting piercing arrows at angles that ordinary people could not imagine with their nimble postures.

"Glad to see you come to help, elves. But are there only two of you?"

Lan En stopped the catapult in his left hand, turned around and inserted the Sword of the Lady of the Lake from the top of his head to the skull of an orc who was quietly approaching.

The tip of the knife was inserted from the top of the head and came out from the jaw.

Then he turned his wrist and pulled out the long knife while throwing the orc's body into the waterway.

"I'm sorry that they are not reinforcements. We didn't expect there would be so many orcs here! They act so rampantly!"

Tauriel jumped up lightly, and after getting the shooting angle in mid-air, he fired three arrows in a row, nailing three orcs to death, and at the same time responded to Lan En in an orderly manner.

Lake Town is located very far to the north, with low temperatures all year round and heavy snow in winter.

In order to prevent the snow from collapsing the fragile wooden roofs, the roofs of the houses here are steep slopes, which can allow the snow accumulated to a certain extent to slide down automatically and fall into the waterway.

But the steep slopes also provide too many shelters, and the tiles become more slippery after being mixed with the blood of the orcs.

But these conditions cannot limit the elves and Lan En.

Legolas can even habitually play tricks with bows and arrows in the gaps between shooting and moving.

Lan En suspected that this guy would not be the kind of archer who can use bows and arrows to fight agile close combat?

"It seems that your archery skills are also good. I haven't asked for your name yet?"

Legolas asked the demon hunter while strangling an orc near his landing point with a bowstring.

"Lane, I'm willing to serve you."

"Okay, Lan, what are your plans now?"

"I just arrived in this town today." Lan cut an orc in half from the waist. "I didn't have time to organize the town's armed forces. These orcs came prepared."

Indeed, these orcs poured into the town from all directions, and everywhere was within their attack range.

"They have a commander!" Legolas' tone revealed worry, "A commander who can make them obey orders! This is too unusual!"

"Anyway, most of the townspeople have gathered in the square in front of the mayor's mansion now."

Lane shook his head and shouted to the elves who were still flying and shooting on the roof.

"I will try my best to gather more people for defense and protection. Please also try your best to curb the destruction of the orcs."

"Don't worry about those in the lake."

After saying that, Lan's feet loosened and he slid down along the bloodstains left by the orcs and landed on the trail of Changhu Town.

The two elves didn't say much, but consciously began to go to the area where shouts and screams were heard.

They came to curb evil.

After jumping off the roof, the orcs mobilized by the horn gradually began to destroy and kill unscrupulously.

The gathering bell rung by the mayor did gather a large part of the townspeople, but there were still townspeople who did not go over and just stayed at home.

Changhu Town is just a small town built on a huge rock in the lake, with only a few hundred people in total.

According to Bard, it is a small town that can't be any smaller, and everyone knows each other.

The orcs kicked over the braziers used by the townspeople for heating, or the candlesticks used for lighting, and then let the flames spread.

Changhu Town was built on water, and it was very humid. However, the wooden buildings on the lake could still be ignited.

He still overestimated the level of the Changhu Town guards.

He had already reminded the mayor, and even used the [Axis Seal] to stimulate his greed as a motivation to make him alert. But the guards in this town.

It can only be said that it was the same as Lan En thought. When the orcs rushed in front of them, they were scared like frightened rabbits.

"Go to the square in front of the mayor's mansion! Quick!"

Lan En shouted loudly on the trail of Changhu Town.

Many townspeople who were like headless flies, running away without knowing where was safe and where was dangerous, barely regained some reason after seeing his figure, and then found the right direction.

Lan En was experiencing and controlling the collective emotions of the townspeople in this area, which was why he could complete the spiritual comfort so efficiently.

The superposition of these details, the control of every little movement and every tone, can play an efficient role when applied perfectly.

With a "splash", a town resident in a single layer of clothing suddenly emerged from the river. His wet arms and splashes of water reached the trail, and Lan En pulled him up.

There were no small bridges or boats on the waterways in this area as springboards, and the man swam directly over.

There were blood marks on the back of his hands and arms from pushing away the floating ice in the water, and the scars had been frozen to purple. He opened his mouth slightly and trembled all over.

Seeing this, Lan En's left hand ignited a small flame with a "puff".

The flame seemed to have a strong and controllable heat. It was just a small one, but when Lan En put his left hand next to the town resident, he was almost visibly warmer.

But the town resident in front of him was so cold that he couldn't even control his neck to turn to the side and see the flame.

"What's the situation in the direction you came from? How many orcs are there?"

"A lot!" He shivered while drooling and snotting uncontrollably. "They have occupied the town gate! Orcs with torches are everywhere!"

"They also burned my house!"

"Go to the square in front of the mayor's residence, where guards are gathered and weapons are being distributed. Go there and get your weapons to protect yourself."

The flame in Lan's hand went out silently, and he patted the man's shoulder.

But the man who had recovered some heat was terrified.

"No! Sir! I haven't learned how to hold a sword! I haven't even touched it! How can we fight orcs! They are ferocious orcs!"

"Orcs will die, sir. If you want to fight with a weapon, it's enough even if you don't know how to hold it."

Lan pressed his shoulder and looked straight at him.

Somehow, this man who was trembling because of hypothermia slowly calmed down in the stare. It was as if he had drawn courage from those cat-like eyes.

"You dare to jump into the lake in this season, sir. You have already risked your life."

"Orcs are no more terrifying than the ice-covered lake. Now, you should protect this life."

Lan En stood up from him: "Help the people you meet along the way, sir, and let them go to the square with you."

The demon hunter rubbed the magic ring on his hand, and a thunder suddenly exploded on the lake outside Changhu Town!

Whether it was elves, humans, or orcs, they all turned their heads and looked for a moment in this thunder.

The townspeople who fell into the water were the same.

But when he turned his head again and found that Lan En seemed to be indifferent, he felt a lot more at ease. Then he turned around and trotted away.

On the ring, Lan En could feel that the speed of the Qilin was very fast.

But the arrival of this ancient dragon can only be said to be just useful, but it cannot solve all the problems.

Because Changhu Town is too crowded, whether it is population density or building density, it is not suitable for the Qilin who controls thunder and lightning to radiate power at will.

The steed with thunder on its body first wandered around the outer sluice gate of Changhu Town.

And it was in this circle that the twenty or so wolves had just torn open the rotten sluice gate and were about to enter.

Their wet fur and the iron bars of the fence in their mouths perfectly transmitted the power of thunder.

Originally, with the physical fitness of the wargs, although they swam in the lake with icy ridges, they should be fine as long as they shake their bodies after getting ashore and have a big meal.

The townspeople and dwarves of Changhu Town are excellent food.

But after the thunder made them whimper and their muscles spasm, more than 20 wargs could not even maintain their instinctive dog paddling posture and sank directly to the bottom of the lake.

There were also a few whose paws had already touched the trail of Changhu Town.

But the current passed through the body, and the muscles of the wargs suddenly tightened, and the whole wolf stretched straight into a muscle stick.

The muscle contraction reaction of stress "locked" it itself.

Before it could get ashore, it stumbled and slid into the waterway again.

After swaying around the sluice, Qilin ran around the town for half a circle and just arrived at the floating bridge at the main entrance of the town.

There was no intention of slowing down at all.

"Shh!"

The Qilin screamed, and its hooves danced on the water, splashing water with ice chips and mixed with electric patterns.

The pale mane was erected under the static electricity, and the red crystal-like eyes were emotionless. The light of thunder made it shine white.

This made its feline-like head more majestic and noble.

With its head lowered, the Qilin rushed directly into the terrified shouts of a long line of orcs with the waves raised by its speed.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

The floating bridge supported by wooden boards and floating boats was like a crispy biscuit in front of the ancient dragon's tough body, and was directly broken.

The orcs on it also fell into the lake with a roar.