The Dean Has Arrived

Donald threw aside the spear in his hand, sat down on the pile of yellow weeds, took off his military boots that had been worn out, and rubbed his sore feet.

Except for some who still have tasks, his comrades in arms are also doing similar things.

They have less than 1,000 people, and their current establishment is the seventh reconnaissance team of the third battalion of the Blue Cobalt Army, the second front of the Huolian United Army. After being defeated by the orc infantry, this organization fell to the miscellaneous troops whose soldiers were mostly transferred from the militia to the formal legion...

Human beings' front line against the orcs has almost been wiped out. Even the Fortress of Laurences, where the most elite troops of Huolian's "Border Guard" was stationed, was declared to have fallen shortly after the start of the war due to the attack from both sides. Mrs. Sharon's life is uncertain.

However, the people above think that this is just the result of human beings being attacked by surprise and being too careless. So the legion on the second front made a blind advance, causing the complete front to be cut to pieces by small groups of orcs, and the casualties increased even more.

At this time, those pampered nobles finally realized that the situation was wrong, so they organized a third front and retreated, and at the same time began to seek help from the Pure White Church and the Qiyao Mage Association.

Donald's team was lucky. During the two days when the front line was advancing, they only marched for a few days, and had never formally fought the orcs.

"It's already tiring, little rookie."

The veteran with a scar on his face straightened his helmet, and looked at Donald with a tired face, wishing he could fall asleep: "The first rule in the soldier's drill is not to let the weapon leave you more than one foot, Have you already forgotten?"

"Don't call me Xiaocai Nian!"

Donald gave the veteran a hard look, but he didn't have the slightest deterrent effect on him. Instead, he made the veteran laugh out loud.

"Now it's just a rest on the way to the march. If you really sleep, the whip will be eaten later."

The scarred veteran said calmly.

"I know, I'm just taking a break."

Donald strained his spirits with some depression, and knocked on the shoulder covered by the iron sheet.

The excitement of receiving the weapons and equipment at the beginning has long passed, and now these iron bumps are just a burden to him that makes his back ache.

"At all times, be grateful for your weapons and armor."

As if seeing through the young man's thoughts, the veteran touched the scar on his face lightly, and said to Donald earnestly, "On the battlefield, they are the most loyal. They are the things that can protect you."

His words made Donald's hand, which was about to take off the shoulder armor and relax, froze in mid-air in embarrassment.

After a while, the young man who was only sixteen years old continued to say depressedly: "You and my grandpa said the same thing."

"Oh? Did your grandfather take part in any war?"

The old soldier found a haystack that looked more comfortable, and sat down carefully after poking around with his spear. Then he held the spear in his arms, narrowed his eyes and asked Donald.

"My grandpa fought in the Battle of the Gray Cuckoo. He survived the Lostland Canal."

Speaking of his grandfather, Donald, who was still just a big boy, showed a proud and proud expression: "Because of his bravery in battle, my grandfather was awarded a Shining Warrior Medal by the church!"

Seeing the surprised look on the old soldier in front of him, the boy stroked his chest and smiled contentedly.

Although the Shining Warrior Medal is only a very low-level magic item, which can only increase the physical ability of the holder a little, but its meaning is extraordinary. If his grandfather's family was good enough at that time, he might be able to become a small noble with a little money—at least at the jazz level.

Even now, there are still people who bought that small medal at a high price that made Donald's heart beat, but his grandfather never sold it.

at this time. The precious medal was pinned to his shirt under his bust.

It seems that in order to allow his grandson to survive on the battlefield, the old man who has half of his body buried in the ground also spent a lot of money.

"And don't look at me like this, in fact, I was also the number one in the Junisundel militia training camp!"

As he spoke, the young man proudly puffed out his chest.

Unexpectedly, the veteran, who was a little surprised at first, showed a sneering expression: "Militia? That kind of thing is cannon fodder on the battlefield...War has its own laws."

Speaking of which. He paused, and pointed behind Donald: "There is only that kind of master magician. As soon as he comes out of school, he has great power."

Donald followed the veteran's fingers and found a girl in a mage's robe walking among the soldiers, walking in the direction of their captain.

Because the girl didn't put on the hood on the mage's robe, Donald could clearly see the girl's appearance. The girl looked a little younger than him, and although she wasn't considered a great beauty, her long, sea-blue curly hair paired with delicate facial features gave her a different kind of cuteness.

Perhaps sensing Donald's gaze, the girl gave him a sweet smile.

"It turns out that there is a girl among the master magicians who have been following us..."

After a while, Donald said in a daze.

"I heard that Ed seems to be a master magician who came out of some kind of magic academy and took practical exams."

The veteran touched his scar, and his tone was quite fortunate: "Their teacher who led the team killed more than a hundred wolf cavalry by himself before, tsk tsk, if it were replaced by our army, at least heaped up with human lives. Seven or eight hundred people! It's a pity that the lord was borrowed by those fly-like fellows with sharp noses in the first battalion after the battle. But anyway, it is better to have magicians than none, and magicians accompanying the army are only the main force. Configuration……"

As he spoke, he suddenly realized that Donald was still staring at the direction the magician girl was leaving.

So he angrily tapped the big boy's head with the handle of his spear: "Little rookie, don't you think you've taken a liking to that mage?"

"No, no..."

Donald hurriedly shook his head in denial.

Then he said a little dejectedly: "I am not worthy of others."

"Fortunately, you have self-knowledge."

The old soldier scratched his beard: "I heard that if a blind man woos a female magician casually, they will throw the other party into the cauldron and boil it into a strange potion!"

"The one you're talking about is a witch..."

While the old and the young were chatting nonchalantly, a man riding a barking steed (an ordinary creature that looks like a unicorn, whose speed is slightly faster than a horse. Quadruped beast, hoofed beast species. The crusade level is about Level 1) figure ran over from a distance.

That was the scout sent by their army.

"There are orcs ahead! They're coming this way!"

After roaring at the top of his throat, he fell off the barking horse.

There are a few feathered arrows with very rough workmanship stuck on his back.

In order to report the enemy's situation to his troops, he endured all the time and did not die until he completed his mission.

The barking horse rubbed his face against the scout's face, neighing.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of panic spread in the camp.

"Is this the only one who escaped after sending out so many scouts?" Donald stood up suddenly, and if he looked carefully, he would find that the boy's legs were still trembling slightly.

"Don't think about it. The other scouts are probably trying to distract the orcs."

After the veteran comforted him, he also stood up and moved his body.

At this moment, the difference between the recruits and the veterans was suddenly revealed—the recruits were anxious and whispering over there. There was a lot of noise; while the veterans were already ready to meet the enemy, some with a better mentality even started to do warm-up exercises.

"do not be afraid!"

At this time, the captain of the reconnaissance team in name but actually just cannon fodder miscellaneous soldiers finally played his role. With the help of a few magicians, he directly calmed down the recruits.

"Array, hold your spears. Do what you were taught in the militia battalion now! Hurry up, don't be dazed! Do as I tell you if you want to live!"

With the order issued, those units that were originally in a mess finally began to show a little of the demeanor that a formal army should have.

Donald is also a soldier in the front line, and he has found his position long ago. Holding a spear, put the spear body on the shield of the soldier in front, ready to stab at any time.

At this time, the smoke and dust raised by those orcs can already be seen not far away-it is like a sandstorm.

The experienced veteran suddenly felt a little desperate. What the hell can lift up such a large amount of smoke, the number of enemies is definitely not small. Even if there are only a thousand of them. It is not difficult to destroy this miscellaneous army of yourself.

When those enemies showed up, the veterans found that they were still thinking too optimistically.

What about an army that is boundless no matter how you look at it? ! This number has already exceeded two or three thousand. It's over 10,000!

The ground was trembling slightly due to the galloping of countless orcs. If there were not a supervisory team behind them, I am afraid that this miscellaneous army would have collapsed long ago.

"Miss Xierwen, I think it's better for you to leave quickly."

The captain only felt bitter in his mouth.

I thought it would be a good thing to meet these magicians and double the combat effectiveness of my troops, but I didn't expect to run into the enemy's main force before I was happy.

Why has no one reported the whereabouts of this troop?

Isn't the answer obvious? Because all the human legions who encountered this army were killed...

"It's okay, we have a way to get out, before that, please let us dedicate our meager strength to mankind."

The girl looked back at the two companions who were taking the practice assessment with her, and found that their young faces showed no fear at all, but were full of fighting spirit. She touched the Homecoming Crystal (personal student binding version) in her pocket and He continued: "After all, it is our motherland that is being invaded now."

Indeed, compared to those rookie soldiers, the three magicians are much calmer - what is the orc charge, we have faced the monsters with double-digit subjugation levels in the Tower of Endless Sky...

The handover of the two troops is only in an instant.

The steel wall made up of human bodies was smashed down by the torrent of orcs in an instant.

Donald was happy when the spear in his hand felt solid, but the orc who he stabbed directly in the chest turned out to be so tough that he broke the spear in his chest, and the general was still holding the spear. Donald with the spear handle was knocked unconscious, and he didn't care about the wound that had started to bleed because of his reckless behavior. Continue to pounce on them.

Coach, this is different from what you said...

Although I have heard that the orcs are tough, but now this situation obviously goes beyond the category of toughness.

The current orcs are just like the legendary walking corpses, not only are they powerful, but no matter how they fight, as long as they can still move, they will not stop moving.

What's even more ridiculous is that the fighting instincts of these orcs have not disappeared like walking corpses, but are full of beast-like intuition and rough fighting style.

The originally calm person watched his comrade-in-arms being torn into several pieces by several orcs. Immediately he was scared to pee, and he had no fighting spirit.

Donald did not fall into a deep coma, and soon he woke up.

Then I was frightened by the purgatory-like scene in front of me.

In less than ten minutes, only one-third of the army of nearly a thousand people was struggling to support it, and it was only because of the help of the magician that it could survive...

"Don't be dazed, rookie!"

A loud shout woke him up like a dream.

The scar-faced veteran wields a big knife he picked up from nowhere. Blocking the orc's attack, he grabbed Donald and wanted to take him to the protective formation set up by the magicians.

However, within a few steps, a few feathered arrows pierced the scarred veteran's calf, causing him to kneel down on the ground, and received a severe stab in the chest.

Almost exhausting his last strength to cut back the orcs, the scar-faced veteran pushed Donald: "Quick... run... the future of the empire... lies with you... these young people..."

Before he finished speaking. A few orcs who were staring at him rushed forward and hacked the veteran to death.

Regardless of his sorrow, Donald picked up a weapon that was probably a long sword from the ground, and displayed his strength as the number one in the militia training camp. After forcing back a few orcs, they successfully merged with the remaining hundreds of people.

It was only when he came to this magical protective cover that he realized that the situation here was not good.

The students in Edric Academy are all selected by the system-produced owl, and the overall quality is not much worse.

Among them, Tio, Alisa and Alice can be counted as the first line. Tio has stepped up to the level of an intermediate magician, and Alisa is working steadily. It is only a matter of time before becoming an intermediate level, and Alice's puppet magic cannot be calculated according to common sense; because of experience and experience, the four monitors have surpassed ordinary students and reached the senior level and are counted as the second line. It can barely be divided into the third-line top students who have entered the elementary level for a while, and the fourth-line ordinary students who have just entered or are about to enter the elementary level.

Xier Wen, who is only fourteen years old, is the third line among them. Among the students selected by the owl, she was already relatively old. Her own magic literacy is only a little worse than the four squad leaders, but unlike the four squad leaders, she does not have her own exclusive equipment. Except for the standard magic robe and staff, all the magic items on her body rely on the accumulation of reward points. Get it in exchange for a little.

Her two companions were similar.

So they gave up the attack, and the three of them worked together to cast spells together. Maintaining a large magic shield was already very strenuous for them, who were only at the beginning stage, not to mention that there were countless enemies attacking the shield frantically.

Hold on, hold on, maybe the teacher will come...

Even knowing that even if the middle-level teacher originally belonged to the Huo Lian National Academy of Magic, it is impossible to reverse the current situation, but this idea still gives Xierwen and the others the belief that they can grit their teeth and persevere.

Suddenly, a young voice sounded beside her.

"careful!"

Before the girl could react, she felt herself being thrown to the ground by someone.

Over the shoulder of that figure, the girl can see that there is now a totem pole where she was standing!

There is actually a shaman hidden in this group of orcs!

If he hadn't been thrown down, he would probably be dead by now.

Thinking of this, Xierwen couldn't help turning pale, feeling a bit of fear in her heart.

The homecoming crystal is an active item, and it will not activate if it is not used. The reality is not the Tower of the Endless Sky, and if you die, you only need to deduct a little credit.

The successive screams made Xierwen realize that she was still on the battlefield.

Because of the totem pole just now, although the three of them were not injured because they were rescued by several soldiers, the interruption of the spellcasting made the magic shield disappear, and the orcs outside immediately began to slaughter the surrounding soldiers.

The protective magic must be cast again as soon as possible!

The girl just wanted to stand up, but found that her head was already dizzy from excessive casting.

Almost at the same moment, an orc broke through many obstacles, rushed to the girl, raised the machete that had already been rolled, and slashed at the girl!

At that moment, Donald, who had just thrown the girl down, raised his sword to parry the opponent's machete, and then chopped off the orc's head with his sword skills trained by his grandfather since he was a child!

"I will definitely protect you!"

The boy who was splashed all over by the stench of blood stood in front of the girl, like a shield, indestructible.

For some reason, Xierwen suddenly remembered the knight novels she had read.

But no matter what the will, the gap in numbers and strength was still too great, and the remaining soldiers were quickly reduced to more than a hundred.

Just when they thought they were going to die, the three magicians also wanted to activate the homecoming crystal with a bitter face--Edrick College never advocated the burning of jade and stone, magicians are the treasures of human beings, and it is very important to protect themselves-- At that moment, a faint blue light suddenly flashed in the distant sky.

All the orcs stopped what they were doing as if they had been pressed to pause. Immediately, they left the remnant soldiers who could be wiped out in a minute or two, and headed towards the place where the blue light was. The direction is rushing...

The rest of the people looked at each other for a few seconds, then cheered!

survived!

We still survived! (to be continued)