Chapter 277 (1/2)

In August, it was a hot summer day, but snowflakes floated in Xiaguang City, and the clouds dispersed. The brightness of the silver moon re illuminated the earth, showing peace and harmony.

But for the people in Xiaguang City, it is destined to be another restless night. Even those living near the west gate can feel the obvious earthquake, while the residents living near the east gate are even more unlucky. Many of their houses even collapsed. They run out of the bed naked and stand helplessly on the street, watching The ruins of the home, want to cry without tears.

Without deliberate concealment, most people in the city heard what Edward Maka, the guardian of the Empire, said, and learned that the culprit of the attack was a prophet of the prophet.

This mysterious and ancient organization of the prophet finally appeared in front of the world and ordinary people, which made many people angry, surprised and frightened. There is such an evil organization in the world, which is the same as human beings, but wantonly kills the compatriots and makes this kind of evil behavior.

A large number of soldiers from the barracks went to the east gate to carry out the aftermath of the attack. They carried stones from the ruins of the building, looking for possible survivors for treatment.

Yan Chong came down from the top of the building. This is a hotel. Several floors on the top of the building are very luxurious rooms. He casually selected a room without any one to enter from the balcony and spent the night.

When the day was slightly light, Yan Chong woke up and started the reclusive and reclusive techniques to quietly go out from the balcony and leave the building.

He went to the east gate and soon came before the original wall.

A gap of two or three kilometers long was opened in the middle of the city wall, which was more than ten kilometers long. Last night, the ruins and stones were cleaned up and piled up to the original wall, and a stone pestle with a height of about 10 meters was piled up.

Compared with the previous city walls, these stone dudgels are obviously unable to defend against enemy attacks. Even ordinary people can cross the stone Dukes to enter and exit Xiaguang city with their bare hands. However, a soldier stands every ten meters on both sides of the stone dudgel, which extends to the intact wall.

There are potholes on the ground, but they are all filled up. Some of them are bluestones, and some are soil. When you look down from the sky, they are like clothes of beggars. They are all patched.

On the edge of the city wall, there were many civilians watching in the distance, but they were soon dismissed by the patrolling soldiers.

Yan Chong shook his head and found a restaurant for breakfast.

When he was halfway through the meal, a long trumpet came from afar. Yan Chong threw down a silver coin on the table and walked quickly out of the hotel to the street.

The soldiers who were on patrol ran to the east gate one after another. Many people who ate in the shop also ran out and looked in the direction of the east gate.

”Is that the orcs are attacking again?”

”It's over, the walls of the east city are all collapsed, and Xiaguang city is about to be broken by the orcs.”

”Pack up your things and run for your life.”

”Orcs, go to hell.”

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This kind of horn sound is the symbol before the orcs attack, which has the effect of boosting morale. But for Xiaguang City, which has just been attacked by the prophet, it is a bolt from the blue.