Arcane Lord

East gate of Jilan Town.

Erwin watched the three hundred warriors striding out of the town gate. While feeling grateful in his heart, he also silently made a vow to bring them back alive as much as possible.

"Erwin, let's go!" Gal walked up and reminded him.

"Um."

Erwin took one last look at the Gretat priest staring at him at the door, and then turned around and left without even turning his head.

Not far away, a commotion began in the team. Erwin took a few steps forward to separate the crowd who were about to have a conflict, and angrily shouted: "What time has it been, and you still have to make a fuss over a personal matter!"

Full of anger, the surging holy power almost overflowed from his eyes. All the soldiers present did not dare to look directly at him. They immediately stopped talking and walked forward honestly.

Erwin knew that some of the 300 people were forced to come here by the Gretat priests. Even though he had summoned 300 volunteers, he was stopped.

The persecution against him has begun nakedly.

Erwin could only endure this for the time being. The overall situation was the most important thing. The most important thing at the moment was to successfully survive this orc wave, but why did those fallen people ignore the overall situation so much?

"Erwin, what should we do next?" Gal came over again and asked softly.

"Go and join Martin and the others first, and then garrison at the Baishi intersection to the east."

Erwin took out a crumpled piece of parchment from his arms, handed it to Gal, and then continued: "Look, the White Rock intersection is not far from Kilan Town. If Kilan Town is not breached, If so, the orcs will most likely go north from there.”

"Can't the orcs just leave Kilan Town?" Garr looked at the relatively detailed map in his hand and couldn't help but wonder.

From the map, although White Rock Crossing was not far from Kilan Town, it was definitely not close. There was space for the bus in between for the orcs to pass by. He didn't understand why Erwin was so sure that the orcs would pass there.

"Have you never noticed the previous waves of orcs?" Erwin grabbed the map and stuffed it into his arms, and then began to explain, "Evil creatures like orcs, who are born with a desire for destruction, have never shown up without first blocking the way. The farmland and villages must be demolished before moving forward. There are farmlands and villages behind the Baishi intersection. Do you think they will go there?”

Gal raised his head and glanced to the northeast. Behind a gray-white stone half a man's height was a large field, nearly one-third of which was covered with green plants. Gal had planted the ground before and knew that it was oats planted in spring.

As for the other two-thirds of the fields, half will not plant any crops throughout this year and are used to cultivate and conserve soil fertility, while the other half is waiting to sow wheat in the fall.

He knew that was the target they wanted to protect later, and in the north, there were more fields to protect.

"Alas -" Gal sighed silently, not knowing whether this oatmeal could be saved in the end!

As the two of them were saying this, several hundred people were already some distance away from Jilan Town, and they would reach the Baishi intersection. At this moment, a dozen heavily armed men suddenly emerged from the bushes not far away. Chinese!

The accompanying soldiers suddenly became nervous, and the sounds of drawing swords were heard one after another. Erwin quickly stopped him, "Don't be nervous, we are one of our own!"

Joining the rest of the Brotherhood of Holy Light, Erwin accelerated his pace and soon arrived at the intersection of white rocks and stopped in front of the gray-white stone that was half a man tall.

"Everyone prepare on the spot, Gal, you can make arrangements!"

Then, Erwin waved to Martin as he walked out of the team. After Martin approached, he whispered, "You are fast, go to the front and check the situation. If the orcs want to walk through the middle, You bring them here."

"Yeah!" Martin nodded heavily. His understanding of the Holy Power was different from other brothers, and he gained a unique ability that allowed him to come and go like the wind. Attracting orcs was the most suitable thing for him to do.

What the others have to do is to stay here and kill all the orcs he attracts!

"Hiss——"

A golden light flashed, and a strong and high-spirited snow-white figure appeared on the spot, roaring excitedly, and its big head moved towards Martin without being summoned.

"Hey, Gal, don't push me, I know you are strong!" Martin pushed away the excited Holy Light partner with one hand, and gently stroked the smooth horse's back with the other hand. He felt much better immediately. It seemed that even the nervousness about the upcoming battle with the orcs had dissipated a lot.

The soldiers not far away were surprised to see the sudden appearance of a group of tall horses covered in snow-white bodies with a faint golden light, and they immediately showed curious eyes.

The other companions of the Holy Light Brotherhood also cast envious glances, except for one - Bearded Hugar. These horses bore his name, but they refused to even let him touch them.

In this regard, he could only express his dissatisfaction with a cold snort.

Erwin was not surprised by this situation. If he didn't have a very good relationship, why would he use his name? If the relationship wasn't very good, how could one agree?

But after the fun, Martin quickly mounted "Gar" and headed south. He wanted to see where the orcs were first!

As for the others, Erwin divided the 300 warriors into 10 groups, led by ten brothers from the Holy Light Brotherhood, with 30 people in each group. As the strongest combatants, he and Garr were the strongest blades.

Looking at the brothers who had quickly entered the state and used holy power to calm the nervous soldiers, Erwin thought of the other brothers who had just been driven to Kilan Town by him.

Not all brothers in the Holy Light Brotherhood have sensed the Holy Power, and not all brothers are good at fighting. Of course, all the brothers gathered this time have sensed the Holy Power. In addition to the thirteen of them outside the town, there are also Four are in town.

Thinking that all the brothers gathered this time might die, Erwin's eyes revealed a touch of sadness, but death was not the end, and they would eventually renew their brotherhood in the glorious kingdom.

After a while, Gal came to Erwin and said, "It's been arranged. Would you like to go over and say a few words?"

Erwin glanced at the warriors who were waiting, and shook his head, "No, the orcs will be here soon, let them enjoy the last peace!"

As he spoke, Erwin inserted the sword in his hand into the ground, knelt on one knee, put his other hand on the sun pattern on his chest, and prayed silently to the sun above his head.

Soon, an invisible aura of peace spread with Erwin as the center.

Other paladins quickly followed, and the ordinary warriors who had been chatting quietly from time to time stopped talking and looked silently to the south, which was the direction where the orcs were about to come and where they were about to fight.