It wasn't until General Orton was awakened by a loud bang and then pulled out of his futon by the intruding adjutant that he came to his senses.

"Calling from the other side?" General Orton asked the adjutant as he put on his armor.

"Yes, General—it's the kind of attack that Mistress Tana reported!"

General Orton stepped out of the tent and looked up at the sky, above the camp, the azure magic shield was constantly fluctuating, which was the reaction after being attacked, which showed that the shield resisted an attack that could kill more than a dozen people.

General Orton didn't say a word, and walked straight to the center of the camp, which was where the magicians were stationed and where the shields were located.

In order to arrange the magic shield, the mage's residence is surrounded by a large number of alchemy circles and their derived spells, most of which are energy-type magic circles, and their magic power is equivalent to that of several level 6 cultivators.

The key circle is the shield circle in the center of the station, which is used to protect the entire camp.

The magicians were roaming around the station, confirming the stability of the circle like a drudger, gathering too much mana, and the consequences would be catastrophic if it got out of control, and in order to ensure safety, these usually superior magicians had to do it themselves - after all, they were the only ones who knew what these difficult spells meant.

In wartime, as long as you are not a leader, you are a soldier who obeys orders.

"Tulaman!" Seeing that the mage's residence was still calm, General Orton tore his throat and called out the mage's leadership.

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency. Tulaman, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, had long known that General Orton would be the first to come here.

Tulaman's lazy washing, as always, and the strange smell of some alchemy props would make any nobleman with a bit of taste shy away from him.

But General Orton wouldn't, because he knew that this seemingly scruffy alchemist was a cultivator with real talents.

"How's it going?"

"No problem at all!" Tulaman's somewhat thin face flushed with pride, "Please trust my magic circle! This kind of attack won't break my shield even if it comes all night!"

"Good. General Orton's nervousness calmed down a little, and then he turned to the adjutant and ordered, "Let the soldiers continue to rest, but they must not remove their armor and weapons." ”

"Yes!"

After the lieutenant went to deliver the order, General Orton asked Tulaman, "Have you worked out the principle of the new weapon of the royal city?"

"There are already some eyebrows, Your Excellency General. Tulaman led General Orton to his tent, which had become his makeshift research site, where many magic devices that General Orton couldn't understand were piled up, and a strange tube was placed on the table in the center of the tent.

General Orton knew what the pipe was, it was something Tana had acquired in the southern part of the Odyssey, and it was the culprit that caused the southern army to dare not advance an inch.

It seems to be ...... It's called a mortar.

"As you can see, the structure of this magic guide is simple. Tulaman poked his finger at the base of the barrel with a look of admiration, "But in contrast, the magic circle depicted by him is very delicate...... It's also the first time I've seen this kind of application. ”

"There's an excitation device at the bottom, and it's not meant to kill people, but to fire the matching weapons—" Tulaman picked up a mortar shell and showed it to General Orton, "it's the one who causes the damage...... What should be called a cannonball, the specific structure is a metal-wrapped explosion crystal. This layer of metal can prevent the excitation device from directly detonating the crystal inside, and at the same time increase the power of the explosion, and when the crystal explodes, it can also eject the metal block to increase the killing ability. ”

As he explained, he dismantled the mortar, and General Orton's expression became more and more grim.

"Everything about this weapon is to increase its lethality, and everything else is weakened or even abandoned. Tulaman looked wistful, "If I have time, I'll definitely discuss it with the master who made this mortar." ”

General Orton didn't understand the manufacturing principle and working method of the magic guide tool, but from the perspective of a weapon, the manufacturing process of this mortar is undoubtedly accurate, perfect, although it is a little rough, but this magic guide has a different kind of beauty because of this rough texture.

General Orton did not blame Tulaman for his words, and he himself wanted to meet the researcher who had developed the mortar, and if he could, he would have to kill him.

Those who can't join their own camp are potential enemies, especially those who are already helping the enemy camp.

"Of course, this mortar is not without its weaknesses, even if you try to increase its power, it is at most equivalent to a fireball thrown by a level 4 magician, but with a longer range. ”

"But it's enough to frighten the aristocratic lords who are afraid of death. "General Orton has completely shown contempt for the nobles of the south, if those nobles who spare their lives were brave, they would have converged on three routes to the royal city, and they would have stayed for a night next to an acropolis like Night City.

The strongest nobleman in the country is you—Tulaman didn't dare say that.

"Can you make a replica of this magic guide?"

"The application of the magic circle is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the process and materials used to make the cannon body. "According to my analysis, the metal used to make the cannon body is made from a mixture of steel and other metals, and it takes some time to find out the proportional recipe - the easiest way is to go directly to the workshop and look for the blueprints." ”

"So it's up to my soldiers?"

Tulaman bent and bowed, "That's nature, Your Excellency. ”

After going around for a long time, you still have to rely on yourself.

General Orton laughed and walked out of the tent, and the adjutant, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately greeted him, and just as he was about to give him something, another loud bang exploded overhead.

The shield rippled again, and although there was no danger, it was still a bit of psychological pressure to watch a large spark explode on the top of the head.

Seeing that the shield had not changed, General Orton ignored it, but as soon as he said a word, another shot hit the shield directly.

"This level is out of the way. "It's more annoying than an explosion," Tulaman said. ”

"Maybe they're trying to rest on this. The adjutant teased.

General Orton was silent, but instead strengthened his eyesight and looked in the direction of Night City.

A small fire bolt that ordinary people would not notice suddenly lit up, and immediately after, another shell hit directly.

The shield is immovable, and Tulaman's magic circle is indeed very strong, which is his proud capital.

But General Orton had already sensed that something was wrong, "Adjutant, let all the soldiers take up arms and prepare for battle!"

The adjutant was a little too late to understand this order, and he froze in place, which made General Orton angry.

"Don't go yet!"

"Ahh

If Outland is still there, how can there be such a failing performance!

General Orton suddenly discovers that he already knows the reason for Wangcheng's assassination of Outland.

Merely...... It's too late now.

The shelling of Night City did not stop, and the third, fourth, and fifth fires followed, but in Tulaman's opinion, the shelling was futile, and the magic shield showed no signs of loosening.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to worry so much......

"Prevent it before it happens. ”

The shelling continued, the entire camp trembled at the impact, and gradually, Tulaman's expression became tense, and this tension reached its peak when a magician reported a lack of mana.

"How is that possible! I can't make a mistake in my calculations!"

"But Lord Tulaman, their attacks are too frequent!"

The mage who came to report was right, the shelling of Night City started once every two minutes, and now it was getting faster and faster, to twice a minute—the horses in the camp were already in a commotion because of the loud noise, not to mention the weaker soldiers.

Even if they are all elite, not everyone is at the same level.

Tulaman has arrived in the circle to help maintain the shield, and the situation is no longer negligible—but...... It's too late.

With the continuous bombardment, the magic shield shattered with a bang after a large crack.

The shells, which had no way to stop them, fell directly into the camp.

"Aha~!" Shenxue raised her right hand and cheered like a little girl, "The garbage shield hasn't been pierced by me!"

Not only her, but also the royal city guards who watched the battle from the city walls were also celebrating, and General Orton deliberately set up the camp in a position that could be observed in Night City, but at this moment it was convenient for the guards of Night City, which can be described as self-defeating.

As the heroes, the ten cannons did not stop shelling, and the pro-guards of Deep Snow were hurrying to teach the selected guards of the royal city so that the latter could quickly become skilled artillery bombarders.

This is the arrangement of deep snow, the control method of the cannon can not be controlled by a few people, the more people can use it, the maximum power of the cannon can be used - and the old with the new, field combat is undoubtedly the best way.

General Orton's camp was constantly exploding with sparks, especially in the night sky, and the sound of the bombardment could be heard clearly even here in Night City, and with each explosion, the guards of the royal city cheered, for the new and powerful weapon, and for the white feather deep snow that brought this weapon.

If there is any sadness, it should be Ferdy.

Because if you want to develop like this, it seems that there is no room for your own appearance. Of course, if you don't have to do it yourself, that's the best.

It's just that...... Feel sad, that's all.