The castle of Lin Ying’s family is built in a pine forest.

Well, that's right, this girl has a castle at home.

It is the kind of castle that is as tall as a residential building, so hot in summer and frozen into dogs in winter.

How could a normal person choose to live in a castle?

Who knows?

Less gossip, the entrance to the copy is open in a corner of the castle basement, with serious solid wood carvings. If Lin Ying hadn't repeatedly guaranteed that there were orcs in the door, Gao Wen would have thought it was the entrance to the bathroom.

"Orc? Which one?"

"The red-skinned one-meter-eight to two meters tall, and there are all those who hold axes and sticks. My militia team rushed up and went back and forth, and they were knocked down by them."

"Catch the horse off? Are you a cavalry?"

"No, they are all infantry, just adjectives."

Standing in front of the light gate, Lin Ying fiddled with the hair on her shoulders. After Gao Wen turned his head, he turned his eyes excitedly at Liang Xiaomin beside her.

Lin Ying: ‘He is so handsome!’

Liang Xiaomin: ‘...’

Lin Ying: ‘I feel like I’m in love!’

Liang Xiaomin: ‘...’

Lin Ying: ‘No matter from which perspective, she is so handsome…’

Liang Xiaomin felt that the embarrassing person on the opposite side was no longer helpful, so she wanted to find someone to pull her out and bury her.

With a few words, all the swordsmen and archers under Gao Wen's hands were in place.

After he finished making arrangements, he saw that there were only his soldiers in the basement. Liang Xiaomin and Lin Ying were standing there stupidly, and couldn't help but say with a dark face: "Two beauties, what do you mean?"

"Hey? What's wrong?" Lin Ying asked stupidly.

Liang Xiaomin, who was already used to it, reached out to hold his forehead, talked to Gao Wen, and forced his best friend to turn and leave.

Fifteen minutes later, the portal opened.

Entering the copy include:

[Gao Wen, Crusader x2, Swordsman x6, Shooter x24.]

【Liang Xiaomin, Half-Elf Ranger (Fourth Level) x6.】

[Lin Ying, militia x120, lancer x60, shooter x12, knight x1.]

More than 200 people rushed into the dungeon. After passing through the portal, there was a severely cut down forest in front of them.

The piles of wooden stakes are erected here like this. Looking from a distance, a camp of orcs is being built at a rapid pace.

I don’t know how many orcs are busy working on the construction site.

Fences, bunkers, arrow towers, blacksmith shops...

That's right, they were thrown directly into the monster's base camp!

"This is, Xiao Min, I sent a message to four. I didn't do this when I came last time!" Lin Ying was shocked in front of her and bit her tongue.

How cruel the lower one!

Not only herself, but Gao Wen and Liang Xiaomin, who were standing beside her, were also speechless about the orc camp under construction.

What if you promised to mine by brushing it?

There are hundreds of orcs just in this construction camp in front of you.

There was no time to talk nonsense to them. Almost the first time a group of people appeared, the horn of the battle sounded in the orc camp.

Soon, the gate of the camp opened, and seven or eight wolf riding wolves, plus a large group of red-skinned orcs holding big axes, rushed towards the human camp.

"Lin Ying!" Liang Xiaomin's voice was murderous.

"Sister, I'm wrong, I don't know where they came from!"

The war was about to break out and there was no room for discussion for the three of them. In a hurry, they could only organize the spearmen to cooperate with the militia to form a long spear formation, creating several opportunities for shooting for the shooters.

“sick    eml!”

The leader of Langqi roared and rushed into the spear camp with his red-skinned orcs.

A 1.56-meter-long blade can cause fatal damage to the militia by slashing it at one time. The gunmen are in a slightly better condition, but the wooden gun bars appear very weak when facing the blade.

Then, several figures wearing light green cloaks touched its side.

Half-elf ranger!

Agile high-attack units, long-range and melee combat are fine!

“time    fr     killing!”

The crazy orc wolf cavalry soon fell under the siege of the spearmen and the half-elf ranger. The roar he made before his death made the other orcs around him even more manic.

A fourth-level army or a cavalryman actually died at the hands of the half-elf ranger at the beginning.

It’s really unfair to die!

"What is it shouting?"

"Start an attack?"

"Maybe they are crazy, but they are also wolf cavalry. How could they just rush to the gunman formation if they aren't crazy?"

"I said, don't talk, okay? Come and think of a way. If this continues, my spearmen and civilians will be killed by those orcs!"

"What are we going to do? Didn't you say there was only a small group of orcs?"

"When I came last time, I saw more than twenty ones!"

"Stop talking, prepare to retreat."

“Woo…”

Lin Ying is about to cry.

Although a beast cavalry died on the other side, the gunmen fighting against orcs on the front battlefield was a one-sided situation.

If the long spear formation formed by the spearmen was not a little deterrent and had not been defeated by the previous charge of the wolf cavalry, they would have been directly defeated.

As the strongest second-level army, orc infantry is even stronger than the third-level swordsman in terms of strength and physique!

It’s a pity that he does not have the talent to cultivate fighting spirit. If he has the blessing of fighting spirit, these big muscle bullies can fight against the knights alone!

Such an orc army may not be able to withstand even a legion composed of swordsmen, let alone a mixture of spearmen and militias?

Can't beat it.

Sure enough, the gunmen and the orc troops were in a stalemate for more than ten minutes before they fell into a complete defeat.

Too many died!

Encounter battle, frontal plain battle, the enemy strikes us with one knife, how can you fight?

Even with the crusaders and half-elf rangers as fulcrums of combat power, they still cannot withstand the attacks of the orcs.

"retreat!"

"Sister Min, Brother Wen, please help cover me and let me withdraw the spearmen!"

"Okay, hurry up!"

"The wolf rider rushed over there."

"Brother Wen, your archer is caught up by the wolf rider..."

"Erot, go and kill the wolf rider for me!"

"Stop talking nonsense, retreat quickly, there may be reinforcements behind these orcs."

The three-man coalition army was defeated all the way. When they finally ran out of the dungeon, most of the NPC soldiers under their command had died.

The most common people died were Lin Ying's spearmen and civilians. Not only were they killed by orcs on the front battlefield, but they were bitten behind by orcs when they retreated for a long time. The team of 180 people is now only in their early sixties, and they lose two-thirds of the loss.

The shooter lost nearly one-third of the swordsman, and one of the swordsmen brought by Gao Wen also died.
Chapter completed!