Magic erupted in the Greenskin Army formation, and one blow killed hundreds of Greenskins. Seeing Greenskin turn into a slag under magic, Carl felt the short and illusory pleasure of victory. Then, he saw thousands of black orcs arranged in dense formations, and took advantage of the short and short gap of weakness that the magicians were bound to use large-scale magic. If the great/magics did not waste the magic on the attack just now, then this wave of attack troops could be defeated at this moment.

Carl immediately turned around and rushed down the city wall. "Roar up and block the city gate!" He ordered the army and then turned to one of his deputy generals. "You command on my behalf!" After a brief explanation, he immediately left the front line and hurriedly left the direction of the city temple.

At this time, the city was incredibly quiet. Since most of the non-combatants had been evacuated and almost all of the combatants were on the front line, the streets of the city were empty. Carl was alone and almost spent little effort to return to the Grand Temple. There were also several guards on duty here, but Carl did not waste time concealing his whereabouts. He did not even look at the guards and went straight to his own mansion.

Although this building is the Archbishop's mansion, it looks just an ordinary house, usually only a veteran guarding it. Everyone knows that the Archbishop rarely lives in his house. If a curious thief really touches it, he will find that there is no property worth doing. People even doubt why Archbishop Carl chose this place as his home.

But there is indeed a reason for this to become the archbishop's mansion. Carl walked into his bedroom with great strides, and the room was still filled with the lewd atmosphere of the women last night, but he was unwilling to have fun at this moment. Fear wrapped around his face, allowing him to open the door of his secret room as fast as possible. The door was equipped with a lock that surpassed the common sense of this world, which was enough to make the most exquisite locksmith in the world dumbfounded.

Carl immediately activated a device in the secret room, and a hazy ball of light and shadow appeared in the air.

"Yilan! Yilan!" Carl shouted. But the light and shadow were still hazy and could not see the scene inside.

"Damn it! This bitch is not here at this critical moment! By the way, there is also this... this... Emergency Communication... Emergency Communication..." Carl picked up a small box-like thing from the side and pressed a button on it vigorously.

"Hurry up, Yilan, please... feel it quickly..." He begged with an almost crying voice. From a distance, he could hear the roar of Green Skin. He knew that Green Skin was approaching. He didn't have to think about what would happen if he fell into the hands of Ashu Rufat.

This period of time was as long as a century. But in the end, a clear image finally flashed in the hazy light and shadow. The image was a figure of a woman.

"Yiran!" Carl screamed.

"What happened, Carl? I told you not to use that emergency communication casually..." Yilan still had that disdainful expression. But Carl no longer minded her contemptuous and mean expression at this moment.

"Yilan, something big happened! My city...my city is about to be broken!"

Yilan blinked, unable to understand what Carl meant for a while.

"Ash Rufate... that vampire... led the Greenskin army to break through my city! He is coming here soon!" Carl quickly explained.

"I remember the last time you told me that you could get everything done..."

"Oh, Yilan, now is really not the time to settle these old accounts! Wendyn is knocked down, and the inducing electric wave transmitter is useless at all! They are coming! My city, our antimatter engine, and myself... are all over! Hurry up and think of a way! Hurry up and find a way to save me!"

Yilan was stunned for a few seconds, and then a smile suddenly appeared on her face, making Carl feel a chilling smile.

"How do you ask me to save you?" Yilan asked back. "Okay, I'll apply for the use of the aircraft in the atmosphere. You should be able to arrive in four hours... Ask your person to move the antimatter engine to the ground to facilitate our transfer!"

"I can't hold on for even an hour! And where did I come from now pull that thing to the ground!" Carl clenched his fists and tried his best to control it so that he did not burst out.

"Is that so? But what can I do? I really have no good idea in this situation. How can I bring you back without an excuse to carry an antimatter engine? You should remember the orders of the committee."

"Shut up, Yilan! Don't fool people with these official articles! Don't think that you can be proud of me if I die! Without me, what will you use to control the church!"

"Do you think you, a waste, can threaten me?" This time, the smile on Yilan's face disappeared, becoming colder than ice. "You are a waste who has no power, no technology, and no knowledge, dare you to threaten me?! Do you think I can't do anything without you? Do you think you are very important and take on the responsibility that no one can replace? Do you think I don't know what you are doing here? Apart from using your own private life to smear the reputation of the church? Don't say that I wanted you to disappear long ago, so what if I want to save me?"

"How could this happen today as long as you have a little bit of mind? So I suggest you take on your own responsibilities like a man. For example, use the thing behind you to solve the problem."

That? Carl turned around and saw a curved sword hanging on the wall as decoration.

He turned around, but found that Yilan had cut off the communication.

On a hill quite far from the city, several horse-riding figures looked carefully at the city of Oren in the distance. There were no many posts placed outside the green-skinned camp, and at this time they were all engaged in the siege battle. So they could safely observe the battle situation at this location.

At this moment, thick smoke was everywhere in the city. Anyone with some military knowledge would know that Oren City had fallen.

This result is not particularly surprising, because everyone knows that the main force of Oren City was completely destroyed in the previous battles. Although the city is extremely strong and easy to defend and difficult to attack, no matter how strong the fortifications are, if the number of defenders is insufficient, there is nothing to be afraid of.

A shadow appeared in the sky, and then a falcon could be clearly seen hovering over their heads and not going there for a long time.

The leading rider screamed into the sky. This seemed to be a signal, as the eagle began to land and finally landed on his arms.

A letter hung on the eagle's feet. The rider took it off, then quickly expanded it to start reading.

"...The siege has been for a long time. Today Archbishop Carl appeared in front of people again... The Archbishop has a magical tool to turn the situation around... The city is full of rumors, and it is said that the person who commands the Greenskin army is a vampire... But the people of the church remained silent and refused to explain... There is news that Greenskin might build a raft and launch an attack through the bridge... But the army did not make any arrangements for this situation. Personally, in this case, it is really impossible to understand the arrogance of those people. Didn't they find the cunning of these Greenskins? If Greenskin really launches an offensive from the bridge, it would be dangerous..."

"... It was said that the Archbishop had fled the battlefield. After losing command, the soldiers were in chaos. The greens had an advantage in quantity and morale... The army barely resisted for a while and soon collapsed... What's worse is that on the way to retreat, we realized that the other side was also breached... This city is over..."
Chapter completed!