Chapter 245

Name:White Dragon Lord Author:笑筱笙
Luonan Imperial City, the most powerful imperial capital of madiland in the world, is no longer the bustling scene of the past. Half a person is not seen in the civilian areas. No one cleans up the garbage on the stone paved streets. The garbage is scattered in the wind. The only living thing is the wild dog in search of food.

In the closed house, the civilians have no leisure to take care of these wild dogs wandering outside, sniffing and turning. They stay in their own houses, waiting for the judgment of fate.

On the broad road of the Imperial City, a group of soldiers in armor are running to the wall.

In the procession, the soldier, seyer, followed the procession and observed the shops on both sides of the road. Almost all of these shops in the golden section of DIDU Avenue belonged to the high officials and dignitaries of the Luonan empire. Anything in the shops could make a famous civilian eat for several years.

However, these shops, which can bring endless wealth to their owners, have already closed down, and the precious things in the house have also been transferred.

Ceyle's face can not help but show a mocking smile. These ordinary high-ranking figures run faster than anyone else after the crisis.

Soldier - seyer despises these runaway nobles, and then he turns his eyes to the charming middle-aged man at the front of the line, with deep respect in his eyes.

Only a noble like Saroyan, who is brave enough to take on responsibilities, is a real noble.

The commander of Saroyan in Sayer's words is the commander of the imperial city's Imperial Guard, a high nobleman with the title of earl, and a famous strategist in madiland. Although he has many honors, Saroyan is not arrogant, but very close to the people.

It is precisely because Saroyan is the charismatic commander, and many other soldiers are willing to follow him to fight this battle without any chance of winning.

The other day, before the orcs arrived at the Imperial City, Sergeant Saroyan called the brothers of the guards together.

First of all, he asked his only son and the soldiers who had families to come out, took out all his family wealth and distributed it to these soldiers, ordering them to leave the imperial city.

Then, commander Saroyan said only one word to the rest of the soldiers.

"Those who are willing to die with me stay, and others can leave."

The audience was silent, but no one left. Saroyan took out all the delicious food in the warehouse of the guards, and led the soldiers to empty the wine cellars of the major pubs in the empty imperial capital. After a few days of revelry, the orcs came.

So there was a scene in front of us.

Saroyan, the commander of the Imperial Guard, ran quickly to the wall of the capital of God. He was wearing thick gray armor and carrying a huge sword with a wide blade on his back. The sword was almost as tall as himself. The wind raised his flaxen hair and showed his face a terrible scar on his resolute face, which was embedded in Saroyan's face like a giant centipede.

This scar is absolutely disfigured on the face of ordinary people, but on the face of this strong and charismatic commander, it has a different kind of charm. People can't help but respect the man who experienced life and death for the Empire.

"Come on! Up the wall! Brave warriors of the Empire, return to your posts, dragon Gunners! Get the crossbow ready

While directing the soldiers to prepare for the war, Saroyan observed the approaching Orc army outside the city. When he saw the five dragons flying in the sky in the distance, his eyes showed crazy hatred, and he thought of his three sons.

Saroyan's full name is Saroyan Davidson. The Davidson family is a world-famous military nobility in madiland. It is their tradition to join the army and serve the Empire.

As in the past, the three adult heirs of this generation of Davidsons all serve in the military. Based on the principle of risk aversion, Saroyan lets his three children serve in different regions.

But he never thought that the emperor ordered most of the elite troops of the Empire to go to the blade fortress, and there happened to be his three successors.

Naturally, the result is needless to say that the Davidson family is dead. When he receives the news, Saroyan feels that the sky is falling.

Saroyan stood on the high wall, looking at the five flying dragons in the distant sky. He was determined to die. Even if he died, I would drag a dragon to be buried with him.

The numerous dragon guns and giant killers on the walls of the imperial capital gave him sufficient confidence.

Saroyan looked back at the castle at the end of the Royal City Avenue, which was the residence of his majesty.

When he thought of the country for which he had devoted himself, Saroyan was sad. He knew that the lornan empire was going to perish.

This is obvious, from the common people to the emperor.

Saroyan thought of the emperor, the emperor he was loyal to. He was very angry. Since the orcs attacked the provincial capital, the emperor did not issue a military order.

So that the people once thought that their emperor had escaped.

Until the Imperial Emperor issued a notice, the object of the notice was all the civilians in the Imperial City, and the content of the notice was only one sentence: according to the information of the occupied cities in the past, orcs would not kill innocent people indiscriminately, and would hide at home when fighting.

The civilians who were unable to escape were given a little comfort and understood that the emperor did not escape.

However, as the commander of the Imperial Army, the emperor knew from beginning to end that the emperor was still in the palace, but it was no different from running away, because the emperor had given up his resistance in despair.

As early as a few days ago, the emperor dismissed his servants and let his sons and grandsons escape from the Imperial City disguised as civilians. The actions of the emperor reduced the number of hardliners, leaving only Saroyan and others.

Saroyan could understand the emperor's practice, but he could not accept it, and his resentment against the emperor rose in his heart.

But the Emperor himself did not escape, which gave Saroyan and others a little psychological comfort.

At least, their emperor was not a coward who was afraid of death.

Saroyan has no energy to think because of the approaching Orc army. He touches the scar on his face. The scar is painful, and he can't help thinking of the hateful ORC.

This scar is a gift from an orc chief when Saroyan was young and served in the blade fortress.

National hatred and family hatred, coupled with personal enmity, are the reasons why Saroyan stayed to look for orcs and dragons.

It is in the palace hall of the Luonan Empire, leaping over the empty Imperial City Avenue, through the thick and tall city wall, and over the flowery garden path.

Wearing the Royal robe of the previous dynasty, the emperor of Roland sat on the golden throne. The throne was full of colorful gems. The gems were centered on a huge golden gem and distributed in the shape of peacocks, showing the Royal luxury.

This golden throne is the first generation of Luonan emperors, which collected treasures from all over the world and ordered craftsmen to build it in half a year. Successive Luonan emperors sat on this throne and accepted the worship of ministers and envoys.

For thousands of years, the throne is as bright as new, but in just a few days, the people sitting on the throne seem to be tens of years old.

The emperor relied on the throne. His black hair had turned into snow like silver. The luxurious robe could not cover up the aging and powerlessness of his master.

"Why don't you go yet?"

The emperor's tired voice came to the ears of the three people below, and the three people standing still below raised their heads.

One is a middle-aged man in a civil servant's uniform with a little silver in his hair. His eyes have begun to wrinkle. But from his handsome face, we can see that this civil servant was also a handsome talent when he was young. When he heard the emperor's question, he answered.

"Your Majesty, when I entered the court, I swore before you that I would live and die with the Empire. Now it's time to fulfill my oath."

Hearing the words, the emperor's face rarely showed a smile, and then his face was bitter.

"In the great Luonan Empire, you are the only one who can remember this oath. Why do you stay here, longmahan?"

An Imperial General wearing thick armor, two heads higher than ordinary people, replied Langma Khan.

"More than ten years ago, your majesty, you left my life in the battle of seizing my right and treated my family and soldiers well. I, Rama Khan, will be your life."

This notorious imperial executioner's voice was like thunder, which made the emperor's ears itch. But at this time, he didn't mean to blame at all.

"It's hard for you to remember. Good, good."

The Emperor didn't ask, but an old man in a waiters' Robe asked.

"Your Majesty, my legs are too old to walk, so I choose to die with you, hahaha."

The emperor couldn't help laughing, but he laughed and burst into tears. Of course, he knew the real reason why the old man stayed. In fact, he was just asking the reasons why the first two people stayed.

This old man is the teacher of the emperor from childhood to adulthood, and also the bodyguard brought by the emperor's mother from his mother's home. The emperor has no relatives. Since the death of the emperor's mother, this old man has been with him all the time.

The old man was more like his father than the one who hardly met him. He taught him swordsmanship, culture and other knowledge when he was young. Later, he became a pioneer in the battle of seizing the throne. Later, he became a minister in the imperial court to help the emperor manage the world. The old man accompanied him all his life, and now he will die with him.

"Good! Good! Good

The emperor called three times.

"Before I die, you three are willing to accompany me. My life is not a failure."

A few days ago, the emperor demobilized his army and servants. At this time, there were only four people left in such a big palace.

At this time, the civil servants are also curious.

"Your Majesty, knowing that you can't resist those monsters, why didn't you leave with your prince and grandson?"

"Leave?"

The emperor was not annoyed when he heard the civil servant's question. He sighed and asked.

"Where can I go?"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this time, the sound of war came into the palace, and the emperor was not frightened, just surprised.

"Oh? Didn't I order the demobilization of the army and open the gate? Why are these orcs still attacking the wall? "

The emperor released a placatory notice, dismissed his servants and army, and then lost contact with the outside world, so he knew nothing about the actions of Saroyan and others.

The imperial executioner, longmahan, replied.

"Your Majesty, Lord Saroyan and several other adults are willing to live and die with the Empire. They are fighting the orcs on the wall."

As for the situation of Saroyan, the emperor knew that his face was uncertain, and soon he sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, let them go."

When the four were not in charge of the torrential flood outside the gate, they began to talk all over the world.

……

"Shoot the arrow!"

On the wall, Saroyan looked at the shield on his head, braved the rain of arrows, and began to charge from a distance. He was very angry.

Because his enemies are not orcs, but humans.

"These bloody traitors!"

Not only Saroyan, but also the soldiers were very angry. After all, Wuzai was much more hateful than the enemy.

The arrows kept shooting, but they all hit the shield with little effect.

Boom!

At this time, another stone bullet hit the city wall from the distant catapult group through the parabola. The hard city wall of Luonan Empire cracked instantly, and shallow craters appeared on the city wall.

Suroyan, who was hiding under the battlements, felt the whole wall shaking.

Some stone bullets hit the battlements, instantly smoothed the protruding battlements, leaving a bloody bullet mark full of mosaics.

If you are struck by a stone bullet, you will not die.

Saroyan just wanted to rise, but a crossbow flew past with the wind and his helmet.

Immediately, the soldiers were shot in the crossbow scream into the commander's ears.

Saroyan's teeth were clenched and his heart was almost desperate. At the moment when the bed crossbow of the orc army opened fire, he began to understand why some cities had fallen without fighting.

The range of these Orc bed crossbows is too far, and they are powerful. They shoot on the city wall and almost completely submerge. The orc army can attack the city wall with bed crossbows when they stand outside the range of dragon shooters.

This is not the technology orcs can have!

Saroyan didn't know where the orc's technology came from, but he knew that his goal of killing the dragon was going to fail.

Don't mention dragon slaying. Even killing a few orcs may not be possible. These damned orcs let the surrendering traitors fight forward!

Saroyan was filled with grief and indignation.

After a round of attacks, Saroyan stood up and exclaimed.

"Dragon gun! Fight back

Although the orcs are out of range of the Dragon gun, the human traitors who operate the catapult are within range.

The surviving soldiers ran to the operating platform of the Dragon gun. A moment later, a crossbow and arrow attacked the distant catapult.

Looking at the broken catapult, Saroyan felt more and more indignant, because the catapult and dragon gun were war weapons produced by the Empire, but now they were used in internal friction.

In the distance, the White Dragon Lord hovers over the sky with five dragons to help the orcs, observing the war situation below, and seeing the orcs' strategy, he can't help praising.

"Very clever!"