The setting sun was like blood, and the city of Bolanko was covered with scars. Between the walls of the inner and outer cities, the blazing flames had been urgently extinguished, and black smoke drifted to the sky. In and outside the city, there were wounds everywhere. The walls were dyed black and brown everywhere. The blood was dried up when the orcs attacked the city. From the nine heavens, every part of the city and every corner was stained red by flowing blood.

Many walls on the city wall were damaged, with traces of flames burning everywhere. Several siege cars outside the city were burning with raging fires, and corpses were piled up at the foot of the city wall, and there was a foul smell in the air. A large number of crows and vultures were hovering in the sky.

Each of the soldiers on the city wall was covered in blood and stained faces. They didn't even have the strength to wipe them. Their mental state reached the limit of collapse. They were almost wounded, with their eyes blankly leaning on the long sword and shield in the corner. Watching the sunset gradually falling, the last bright red light shone on their bodies, just like the light of returning before death.

The wolf map walked past the city wall, and the nine-day high-intensity battle. Seeing the bodies around him being dragged down, everyone's spirit was about to collapse and numb, relying on a breath of energy to hold on. If the King's reinforcements could not arrive tomorrow, they would probably collapse without fighting. They had already said everything they should say, and they were also encouraged. At this point, it would be meaningless to say more.

As the guardian of the city, the number of deaths on the rebels was even more terrifying. The pressure they were under was even greater than that on the wolf map. After patrolling the city walls, Wolf map went down the stairs and shuttled back to the inner city. He saw the people of Berlanco hid inside and shivered inside. Many people were crying. There were children curled up in the arms of their mothers. Under the faint lights, there were sad sounds on both sides.

The bodies that were dragged down from the city every day in the past few days were their sons, husbands, fathers, and wars were a tragedy from the end. After subdividing them, there was never a so-called justice side. Ci was not in charge of the soldiers, and Langtu could only be cruel to summon these soldiers who were not soldiers. They were originally farmers, craftsmen, craftsmen, and slaves, put on chain mail, picked up long swords and shields, and pushed them onto the city wall.

At this point, the rebels outside the city attacked for nine days, becoming more intense and more intense, and one day faster and one day faster and one day faster. The loss was so great that once the city was broken, the anger of these soldiers must be vented, burning, killing, looting was inevitable, and once there was a sudden change, it would easily evolve into a massacre, and even the controller of the army could not stop this. This wolf map that had been passed down on the battlefield was very clear, so no matter what, the opponent would never be allowed to break into the city.

However, judging from the situation and the reaction of the rebels, even if they were surrounded and cut off their contact with the outside world, Wolf Tu knew that King Will had reversed the previous crisis and rushed towards here. As long as he held on, the rebels outside the city would only be dead.

Will walked down and immediately saw several generals surrounding him: "Sir, will reinforcements really arrive tomorrow?"

Langtu turned his head to look at them. Everyone's eyes were covered with bloodshots, with fear and expectation, and nodded seriously: "Lion King Will will never abandon his subjects. Tomorrow, reinforcements will arrive."

After taking a deep breath, Wolf Tu continued: "Tomorrow morning, the rebels will form the strongest general attack. They have not had much time and must win Berlanco so that they can have the ability to confront the king. At that time, it will be the most tragic war-

In the tent erected outside the city, several orc generals in armor argued endlessly. A young werewolf stood in front of a pig man middle-aged man and kept talking: "I just said, don't worry about Boranco. If we gave up Boranco directly and rushed to Primonus, we would have enjoyed the cheers of victory in the royal city!"

The Pigman Earl Umos no longer had the mind to flatter this former king Ramon Gaiton Narando, who was in a mindless and unplanned manner, said directly: "Then there will be a solid nail in the rear. Once we have any situation, this nail will block our back path, block our transportation line, and take our lives."

"Compared with Primonus, Berlanco is more important. As long as we occupy this place, it is equivalent to opening up the roads to all places. Materials everywhere can be transported here continuously, and our connections with other tribes will be opened. We can at least share the world with King Will with him."

Raymond Gaiton said excitedly: "But I don't want any part of the world. Ngido is mine. I am the king of Ngido and your king. What I want is Will Il Elanbery, the usurper, to die. I will return all the shame he exerted to me!"

The Earl of Umos patted Raymondon on the shoulder: "Your Majesty, you will, but don't worry, victory will belong to us."

Raymond Gaiton left cursingly, and the Earl of Umos immediately showed a look of contempt: "This idiot!"

At this moment, an emergency war report suddenly came from outside and rushed directly to Umos: "Earl, the Kingdom of Baila was defeated on the western border, and a hundred thousand troops were defeated. The princes of the Kingdom of Baila and tens of thousands of remaining troops were besieged in the Castle of Landen. At present, they have surrendered and were captured by the Lion King Will. The King of Baila and the Lion King Will signed a treaty and ceded the Redstone Province in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Pla."

Earl of Umos's face changed drastically, and the alliance reached with the Kingdom of Bayra was one of his important reliance on this turnaround. While he rebelled, the Kingdom of Bayra also began to invade the west of the Kingdom of Engido, fighting on both sides. Even if the Lion King Will can fight well, he will not be able to withstand it.

"When did this happen?"

"It was news from three days ago."

Umos's face suddenly turned pale. Three days ago, he said that Lion King Will had already led his army to rush here quickly. Some battle reports from the west had been reported. Lion King Will led a 50,000 knight army led by five Knights Templars to fight against the 100,000 troops of the Bayra Kingdom, and actually defeated the opponent step by step. This made him feel a little bad, but the opponent lost so badly in such a short time, which was something that Earl Umos had never expected.

That's why Umos wanted to win Berlanco so quickly. As long as he won Berlanco, the situation would reverse to him. Now, Berlanco is just his only reliance. Only by defeating Berlanco can he have the last chance to compete with the Lion King Will.

Umos stood up and looked at the other nobles and tribal leaders in the tent. They were a coalition force, so the army was also formed from all parties, and there were conflicts and conflicts between each other, and from time to time, which made Umos feel fed up in the past few days.

"You heard that three days ago, the Lion King Will defeated the Kingdom of Baira and forced the King of Baira to sign such a humiliating treaty. He would never let us go. We have no way out. He would not sign any treaty with us, but would only hang us one by one on the top of the city."

Umos pointed to the magnificent wall of Berlanco: "As soon as tomorrow is dawn, either take it down or die!"
Chapter completed!