It didn't take long for the small turmoil caused by the previous war to completely calm down in the continuous solemn atmosphere. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the garrison, the combined forces of the dwarves and the Northern Legion formed a formation more than two hundred meters away to encircle the place, more than two hundred dwarves, hundreds of Northern Legion soldiers, a total of nearly 1,000 total troops, completely filled the four streets around the station, and even the houses were full of people. Not only does it completely occupy an absolute advantage in numbers, but each legionnaire is fully equipped with all the standards, and with the several golems standing among them, it looks really murderous and imposing.

"Are these the only people? Your people can only find a hundred or so?"

The Resident Commander stood on the shoulders of a specially modified Golem, inspecting the units that were theoretically his own, but he did not look very satisfied. He poked his head out to the bald, hideous dwarven leader below and asked, "Can you find some more people, like the warriors of the Raging Wind Tribe?

"Fart!" the goldstone leader below immediately roared. "How can we Blackstone Clan warriors be on par with those furious wind minions? This is something we have discussed in advance! Don't think we'll split a penny from them, as long as someone from the Raging Wind Clan shows up here, we'll leave immediately!"

"Ignorant short brute. The commander retracted his head and muttered quietly. Of course, he knows what kind of virtue these hundreds of soldiers under his command are, it's okay to pick up equipment and pretend to be good, if you want to fight in earnest, or these dwarven warriors are more useful, one fight five or six is the minimum, if you count the morale factor, at least one can be ten. So after the dwarven warriors were damaged, he asked the leader of the golden stone to find a way to find some more dwarven warriors to come and help, but only more than a hundred were added.

Of course, there are more than a hundred dwarves who operate near Ash Valley Town all year round, but there are often disagreements and contradictions between the dwarf tribes, so at the beginning of the operation, the leader of Jinshi asked the Northern Legion to drive away the dwarves of other clans, especially the Angry Wind Clan, with whom they have always had a grudge.

According to the original plan, just sneak attack those caravans at night, one or two hundred dwarves of the Blackstone tribe are naturally enough, but now that it is such a frontal attack, the commander of course hopes that it will be safer to have more dwarven warriors, so he put forward this suggestion, but was rejected by the leader of Jinshi.

However, the Commander also understands that this is not a bad thing in the long run, and that if these dwarves can hold together, it will be a real headache. The current Northern Legion is not the Arcane Legion that has the ability to penetrate the center of the Sgut Mountains in the Imperial Era, and it has become the consensus of the top leaders of the Northern Legion to use the contradictions between these barbarian clans to make them consume themselves.

I also hope that it will not turn into a head-on battle, and that it would be best to get the caravans to surrender on their own. And even if there is a fight, it may only be between those few guys to decide the victory, and these ordinary soldiers and soldiers are just cannon fodder. The commander shrunk his head and sighed inwardly. The current legion is really not much stronger than a gang of bandits, if it was in the Arcane Empire, in front of hundreds of various golems and arcane warriors mixed in, what would those guys do?

It's useless to think about it too much. The commander plucked up his spirits, gently rubbed the ring in his hand, and commanded the golem to take a few steps forward and cross the queue, and then activated the amplification circle on the golem, and said to the caravan station opposite: "Rodin Chamber of Commerce, Campard Chamber of Commerce, and several other chambers of commerce friends, I believe that my subordinates have made the conditions clear to you before." Now that the balance of power between us, I believe you can also see it, so I will kindly give you one last reminder here and give you one last chance. Let me say one last thing, lay down your arms and call out your goods and money, and we can guarantee your safe departure. If someone can hand over to us that Mr. Mage from the Howard family caravan and avoid a needless battle, we can ask you to keep half of the money as a token of appreciation......"

Not surprisingly, there was still no movement on the other side, and the commander pursed his lips and waved his hand back, and immediately another golem walked over.

This golem is four meters high, and the lower half is a pair of legs that are thicker than those of dwarves, especially the feet are very thick and wide, more like a pair of fat and swollen duck paws, and the entire body on top is divided into three steel cylinders merged, and on both sides of the body are a pair of crossbow-like arms, but unfortunately they are old and dilapidated, and it seems that they are useless. The golem's walk was not smooth, and one foot kept creaking, like a poorly lubricated wooden doorway. One fell and one crash, and it was hard to get out of the feeling of a rugged mountain road on this wide and smooth stone street.

Several soldiers of the Northern Legion gathered around the strange golem, and when the golem reached its designated place, two climbed onto the golem and twisted a few hubs around their waists, and the others pushed hard underneath before the golem slowly bent down. A few more soldiers snorted behind them, carrying several large wooden boxes open, and inside were several round stone projectiles the size of pumpkins, and the two soldiers worked together to lift one and stuff it into the long barrel of the golem's body.

"This damn thing is worse than the old priest's toilet! Are you going to use it for dung? If you want to throw that stone out and exchange it for two barrels of ale, we'll just use our arms!"

Someone among the dwarven warriors not far away spoke loudly in a strange lingua franca, and then a burst of laughter erupted among the dwarves. Several of the soldiers who were sweating profusely on the golem were also flushed, and they cursed in a low voice at the dwarf with unkind expressions.

The resident commander standing on the golem also felt a toothache when he saw it, this projectile golem is indeed too old, not much better than tattered, but this is really something that can't be helped, it is all a thing left over from the imperial era, and after decades of lack of maintenance, it is good to be barely able to move.

With the joint efforts of several soldiers, he finally stuffed the three stone bullets into the three long cylinders, adjusted the angle, and aimed at the distant garrison wall, and then a battle mage walked to the driving part under the golem, pressed his hand on the driving circle, closed his eyes and used the magic circle to communicate with the magic net.

With a sudden, a stone projectile burst out of the golem's long barrel and flew towards the high wall of the station with the sound of the wind. The speed of this stone projectile was much slower than that of the arrow, and it seemed to be a little slow and anxious, and it took a full second or two to pass through the distance of about two hundred meters, and hit the stone wall under the gaze of the knights guarding the wall.

Fortunately, the effect was still good, there was a loud bang, and the guards who were standing on their stomachs on the wall all fell, and the stone bullets were completely embedded in the wall, and the whole wall was like a glass that had been slammed, and the large and small stones were peeling off. It seems that this power is much greater than the impact of the four dwarves with the stone pillar just now.

"Whew......" "Broken thing! not as powerful as we threw it!" the dwarven warriors booed again.

"Hahahaha! Are you waiting for us to come and smash your tortoise shells in one go?" the Garrison Commander standing on the Golem's shoulder ignored the dwarves below and laughed in a very rampant voice. In fact, he was a little desolate in his heart, the arcane cannonballs that really matched this projectile golem only needed to wipe out more than half of the station over there, and the firing range was by no means only a few hundred meters, but most of those things were packaged and quietly sold more than ten years ago, and the rest were kept in the hands of a few high-level people as ballast, and their low-level troops could only use polished stones to fill the number.

Fortunately, the power of these stone eggs is actually good, dozens of catties of nearly a person's weight fly out at a speed of more than 100 meters per second, it seems to be slow, in fact, if it hits a person, it is really not less powerful than the lethal arcane of the three or four rings, and the human body is as fragile as a tomato under the impact force, and even the body structure of a dwarf is far superior to that of a person, and it can kill more than a dozen people at once under a dense formation. In this way, the stone wall on the opposite side was really well reinforced with arcane art, and it didn't completely crumble all at once.

There was no response to the Commander's laughter, and the guards who had been knocked down hurriedly got up and ran back in. Then the wall that was on the verge of cracking actually slowly recovered, and the stone bullets embedded in it were actually squeezed out by the restored wall.

"Hmph, blind fellow. That's just right, go ahead. The Commander snorted coldly and gestured to the battle mage below who was responsible for firing the stone projectile. The commander's arcane knowledge has been formally trained by the legion, and it can be seen that the one who repairs the stone wall is at least three or four rings of arcane, even if the opposite is a high-level mage, this is not a negligible consumption, if you can rely on this method to exhaust the spiritual power of this mage, it is a major strategic advantage.

The battle mage below shrugged his shoulders and made an expression of no choice, so he could only put his hand on the activation circle again and start to hook up the magic net again. This stone projectile is actually an arcane, but with the help of the magic pattern in the magic circle and the golem's body, all the effects are simply turned into the projectile, and the consumption is just the spiritual power of the ordinary two-ring arcane, even a low-level mage like him can use it. Of course, in the original imperial equipment, energy storage crystals were used as power, where do you need an arcane to do these coolies, and now a storage crystal is much higher than his annual military salary, and it can only be replaced by manual labor.

Suddenly, another stone bullet flew out under the push of the force field, but this time the stone bullet looked like it was about to hit the stone wall, but it suddenly slowed down inexplicably, and then quickly exhausted its strength, and fell to the ground when it was still a few meters away from the stone wall.

"Huh?" the Commander's eyes widened, and then he went out to stare at the battle mage below, who also looked at the stone bullet that suddenly fell in front of him with a blank expression, and then looked back at the commander, and made a gesture that he didn't know what was going on.

"Hahahaha..." The large group of dwarves erupted in boos and mockery, and some even slapped each other with shield weapons, and for a moment there was a lot of noise.

For these allies, who were almost like mocking troops sent by the other side, the commander could do nothing but have the bruises on his head. He took out a honey-juiced jerky from the pouch around his waist and threw it into his mouth to bite it off, and after thinking about it, he could only blame the problem on the aging of the golem, and said to the battle mage below: "Check to see if something is too old and wrong, and then continue." ”

The battle mage scratched his head, of course he was more professional than the commander, and knew that this was unlikely, if there was a problem with the magic pattern and magic circle on this golem, it would basically be the entire land would lose its effect, and there was no reason to cause such a strange and strange result. However, the commander could not help it, so he beckoned the two soldiers who were usually responsible for maintaining the golem to carefully inspect the golem and make sure that there was no problem, so he aimed at the stone wall in the distance and fired the last stone projectile in the long barrel.

With a bang, it was still the same as just now, and the round stone projectile the size of a pumpkin weighing dozens of catties still flew towards the stone wall with great momentum, but when it came to a few meters in front of the stone wall, it began to slow down suddenly, as if it had flown into the extremely viscous glue, until it finally stopped completely.

The dwarves' laughter erupted one after another. But this time, neither the commander nor the battle mage had the heart to pay attention to the barbarians, because they could see clearly that this time the stone projectile that was fired did not fall, but just floated in mid-air.

Before the commander could comprehend what was going on, the stone projectile that was floating in mid-air began to spin slowly, and then flew in the opposite direction again. Fortunately, the force of this reverse flight was insufficient, and the stone projectile only flew a few dozen meters before falling to the ground, and then rolled all the way to the feet of the projectile golem on this side.

The laughter and boos of the dwarves reached an unprecedented climax, and to them any deflated and unscrupulous appearance of these tall humans was a comical clown show, and it couldn't have been funnier with a little of this unexpected and unbelievable spice.

"It's... What arcane artefacts?" the commander also understood at this time, this should probably be the effect of the arcane used by the mage on the other side, but with his arcane knowledge, he really couldn't tell what kind of arcane it was. He reached out and cast an inquiring gaze on the battle mage below, but all he got was a sluggish, helpless gesture.

"What else can you ****** do other than gather to make trouble and ask for pay, and ask for supplies?" the commander spat to the side, and took out another smoked chicken leg and ate it. "Call Master Alstom over to me, keep firing and let him identify it. ”

It didn't take long for the leader of the battlemage with a wrinkled face to arrive, and several soldiers also reloaded the three throwing cylinders of the golem with new stone projectiles, and fired them again with a bang. Then it was the exact same reaction as the last time, and the stone bullet was fired back after a strange pause, and this time the stone bullet rolled faster and farther until it rolled in front of the dwarves' queue, and was kicked violently by two dwarves before stopping. One of the two dwarves was also swept away by the force of the stone bullet, and fell to the ground, and immediately jumped up and cursed.

"This—" Mage Alstom's eyes widened as well, unable to understand such a reaction. "It's impossible for the arrow protection force field to withstand the impact of such a large force. That looks like a soft deceleration... Ordinary force field protection can't do this, and it can actually bounce back...... Could it be the legendary space arcane..."

"What the hell is going on? Can you tell how many rings that protective arcane is? Is it a big drain on a mage?" the commander asked, a little impatient, nibbling on a chicken leg. "If you can't see it, ask Lord Sir to take a look, or the mage who follows Lord Sir? That guy seems to be able to use the four or five rings of arcane arts, so he should be at a good level, right?"

"Where is the need for labor, Lord Sir, don't you see that Lord Sir is tired?" Master Alston reacted a little violently, probably feeling that his abilities and status were being questioned. "As for that kid, it's just a greenhouse flower brewed by resources in the academy, and it's useless. Seeing that he can still be beaten down by someone with flying skills, he knows that he is a waste. He was lucky not to have his poor head smashed by that weird guy. Just let him hide behind Lord Jazz and cry his nose, and tell him to make trouble?"

"As for this protective arcane... Although I can't recognize it due to the lack of learning materials, it doesn't prevent me from making judgments, but from this effect, it will never be weaker than the four rings. It is impossible for the force field barrier, which is the most protective of the three rings, to continuously protect against such an impact, let alone the effect of rebounding......"

The commander couldn't wait to ask, "So, if we keep throwing stone bullets like this, we can quickly consume the spiritual power of the mage on the other side?"

"Of course. Master Alstom smiled faintly with confidence. "The catapult circle only needs more than thirty points of spirit to complete once, but the damage caused by the magic pattern and the mass of the projectile itself is not inferior to the three-ring arcane. It was designed by the archmages of the Age of Empires, and the efficiency of the use of spiritual power was achieved to the extreme, and all the magic net energy that could be mobilized was used for catapult power. And if you want to protect against such an attack, you need at least three rings or more, and now it seems that it is at least four rings of arcane. That's at least hundreds, or it could be two hundred spiritual power consumption. No matter how powerful that high-level mage from Oroyosta is, as long as he hasn't crossed the law barrier and become an archmage, he can release more than ten of them at most with this kind of protection......"

"And we've got seven... Eight battlemages that can use a catapult circle. The commander's eyes lit up, and he looked around at the densely packed formations in the surrounding streets. "That's right, if we continue to consume like this, we will gradually expand our advantages, and a high-level mage without spiritual power is no different from a waste. ”

"Yes, exactly. Master Alstom nodded affirmatively. "Then keep shooting like that, I'll go and call a few other mages as well. ”

Suddenly, another stone projectile ejected, and again stopped in front of the stone wall, but this time it did not bounce back, but fell weakly to the ground.

"You see, that mage is also aware of this problem and is looking for ways to reduce consumption. "Every wrinkle on Master Alston's face flashed with confidence. "But it's useless, he can't beat us anyway. He had only two options, either to wait to be exhausted by this constant protective spell, or to abandon his defense and wait for the fortifications to be destroyed and the people inside were killed by the projectiles. ”

"There is a third option, which is to be exhausted first, and then to smash those walls, and slowly smash them until their morale collapses and they surrender obediently!" the commander took a hard bite of the chicken leg and chewed vigorously, feeling as if the elastic fat of the muscle fibers and the aroma of fat were suddenly more delicious and charming. He poked his head out and shouted to the soldiers below, "Don't stop! Keep shooting! Tell someone to bring me all the stone bullets!"

"It looks like they want to keep playing this game of pinballs...... That's just right, just now I suddenly thought of a good idea, these stone marbles will help our breakthrough plan. ”

Seeing the soldiers in the distance getting busy, Feng Yinqiu said to Master Dundell with a smile. The two of them were standing under the broken wall that had been smashed by stone bullets, and not far from their feet were two round stone bullets with a diameter of half a meter. However, the soldiers and dwarves on the opposite side looked like a whole thickened wall as it had been before. Because there was a translucent light curtain floating not far in front of them, which was the three-ring illusion arcane 'Wall of Vision' used by Master Dundell, which could not only hide the real situation here, but also help the two of them hide their bodies by the way.

With a bang, another stone bullet flew head-on, Feng Yinqiu just looked at it, and the stone bullet became the same as the previous shot, and after shooting into their distance of more than ten meters, it slowed down rapidly, until it finally stopped completely and fell lightly to the ground. But of course they knew, this was because there was an invisible hand floating in front of them, a foot two meters in size, purely constructed from a force field, under the control of Feng Yinqiu, gently unloaded the stone projectile to catch it, and then put it down.

"It's really... It's amazing, how the hell did you do that?" Mage Dundell still had an incredulous look on his face, even though he had seen the fourth time that Feng Yinqiu had taken the stone bullet so easily. "I... I... I have to admit that you are a genius mage beyond my understanding. The force field giant hand is recognized as difficult to master, this kind of continuous control generally requires a lot of practice to get familiar with the control formula to use freely, only after the eight rings mixed with the psychic system of the spell formula can be freely controlled... But you're just a giant force field of the Seven Rings, and you're more skilled than the Eight Rings of the Force Field Fists I've seen, no, it's like a master potter kneading a work of art......"

"Maybe I'm a genius for this kind of control, and I've been exposed to similar low-level spells before... Don't praise it anymore, it's really nothing..."Feng Yinqiu dealt casually, of course he wouldn't really tell Master Dundell, this was strictly speaking, there were some essential differences from the original seven-ring arcane, and he didn't use this spell in such an awkward way as manipulating formulas.

It's a bit of luck, this seven-ring arcane 'force field giant hand' obtained from the female mage this time still resonates with one of the innate spirit runes 'Dragon Tiger Golden Light Town Devil' in the true talisman. Although the construction of the force field is completely a unique effect of the magic net, it is completely different from the re-materialization of the belief caused by the mind of the dragon and tiger golden light town, so the resonance this time is far less than the combination of the 'Wu Earth Armor Spell' and the 'Earth Element Elder' into one, which can greatly improve the resonance and fit between the universal true talisman and the magic net, and can also use the corresponding law arcane more flexibly, but now some of the implied laws of heaven and earth of these two are more or less integrated with each other. The most obvious thing is that after rubbing into the true talisman of all things, this formless and qualitative, huge palm constructed by the force field has become the same as the Shenzhou Dao Law, relying on divine thoughts to attract control, or in other words, to achieve the control effect that is said to be only after the eight rings in advance.

Therefore, Feng Yinqiu can control this force field giant hand, so that it can make any movement with his mental traction within a distance of tens of meters, and it is just a piece of cake to take this stone bullet with unloading, and he even tried to throw these stone bullets back with Tang Men's secret weapon technique just now, but unfortunately failed. No matter how delicate the technique is, the strength does not stop at the hand. Wrist strength, arm strength, shoulder strength, waist strength and even standing posture are all part of the superimposed force, which is just a hand floating in the air, after all, it is still different from the flesh and blood that grows on the body.

Fortunately, after two attempts, Feng Yinqiu came up with a new method that should play a major role in the next plan, so the stone bullets that kept flying at this time were simply a relief in the snow.

"The continuity of the law arcane is not comparable to the ordinary arcane of the non-rule nature, this force field giant can theoretically be maintained as long as it does not exceed the load and causes it to collapse, or the user loses consciousness, but there will still be a drain on maintenance and work, and this arcane is activated with a scroll after all, and it can only maintain the utilization rate of the minimum effect. Please pay attention to your mental condition, Your Excellency. ”

"Of course, I'll keep an eye out, don't worry. For Master Dundell's kind reminder, Feng Yinqiu could only nod and agree. The difference between legal arcane and ordinary arcane is not only that it can trigger the effect of law, but also that some of them can form a complex and self-consistent cycle of their own, such as the difference between a living person and a lump of pork compared to a large force field hand that can move freely and a simple force field barrier. A living person can make many things that 10,000 catties and 100 million catties of pork can't do, but in some simple aspects, a person still doesn't necessarily have a thousand catties of pork to work. The structure of this force field hand, which is hundreds of times more complex than the force field barrier, is actually no stronger than two or three force field barriers superimposed on top of each other, and it also requires mental power to maintain this structure all the time, so Master Dundell reminded him like this.

However, of course, Master Dundell would not know that compared to the widened universal true rune that had been expanded again, such a consumption was actually not a problem at all, and Feng Yinqiu could even stand here and receive the stone bullet until tomorrow morning.

Of course, that doesn't happen, and the somewhat comically calm scene that is now just the calm before the storm. Feng Yinqiu said to Master Dundell, "Just leave it to me here, you better go back and start preparing." Please make sure those people understand that we are not abandoning them, we are just holding them hostage here. As long as some of the people can escape and spread the news of this place to the south, there is no need for the Northern Legion to really kill them. This is a more secure solution than simply laying down your arms and letting the preyman do your best. (To be continued.) )