"Very well, the rest of you, I need you to disperse across the city walls to prevent problems that mortal soldiers can't handle!" The Demon Hunter singled out four shield-wielding warriors: "You have to protect our archers who are not in the towers, and I will not allow them to suffer casualties unless the enemy presses them over your corpses, understand?" ”

"What about the reserves? What if there is an accident on the city walls? The samurai with the shield asked.

"I'm the reserves." The Demon Hunter took up his weapon: "If you need to report to me if you have anything, come to me again and disband!" ”

After assigning the available professions for the time being, the Demon Hunter walked into the interior of the fortress with the armored man, and in addition to the tall tower-like building, there were many functional buildings inside the fortress.

For example, if you walk in, you can find bunk beds in a cafeteria that can serve more than 500 people at the same time, or a dormitory that can accommodate more than 500 people at the same time.

For example, a huge toilet can feed 500 people at the same time, no, the building is not that big, but it can allow 20 people to solve their own physiological problems at the same time.

Another example is a luxuriously decorated private apartment, with a separate bathroom, study and bedroom, which can make it easier for the commander here, that is, the man in armor, to enjoy life.

"Looking at the environment outside, I thought that the place where you lived would be similar to a prison." The Demon Hunter picked up a bottle of wine from the table, a viscous green liquid flowing slowly through it as he moved.

"If you're interested, you can try it, we call it 'Tylen Thick Phlegm.'" The armored man carefully put his two severed fingers into a delicate box: "The main material is the blood of those bugs, in fact, our staple food will be those bugs for a long time to come, if we have a future." ”

"I don't really want to accept it, but I must say that even if I eat bugs, I plan to eat them until I leave here alive." The Demon Hunter took the bottle into his arms, and if he didn't name it, maybe Vittoria would like it, "Tell me about the defenses here." ”

The armored man sat down in a chair and frowned, as if he had touched the position of the severed finger: "Listen I thank you for waking me up from fear so calmly, but I must remind you that I was the commander here before Lord Witt came!" ”

"Boom!" A dagger was nailed to the table in front of the armored man, less than a centimeter away from his other intact hand.

"Well, I think about what's here, damn it, I've only been here for less than two months and haven't fully figure......d it out yet," the man in armor retracted his hand and began to remember what he had learned in the Templar Church.

"This time, I'll start with your name." Xu Yichen picked a position with his back to the sun and sat down, put his arms on his knees, and crossed his hands to prop up his chin.

The sunlight cast a shadow on the demon hunter's face, and the cat-like pupils glowed faintly, and the hair of the armored man stood on end.

"My name is Abraham? Lincoln. The armored man poured himself a cup of 'Tyrann Phlegm' and suppressed his shock: "Within the scope of my authority, I can control a magic puppet, which can summon flames and acid within a range of up to fifteen meters outside the city wall, three times each. ”

Abraham laboriously removed the armarmor from his injured hand and tore open the clothes inside, revealing the tattoo on his arm: "With these patterns, inside the fortress, I can use magic missiles three times, two shields, and one fireball a day. ”

"You're a mage too?" The demon hunter asked, looking at the tattoo on Abraham's arm.

Abraham smiled bitterly: "No kidding, this is just another shocking invention of the great Witch Kings, as long as you have the permission given by the Witch King, anyone can use magic in the territory of the Witch King!" And this fortress belongs to the territory of the Witch King. ”

"Shhh The Demon Hunter gasped, did the goddess of magic know about the existence of this thing? If the outside world knows, I'm afraid she won't even be able to have a godhead, right?

However, there is such a group of witch kings like bugs, and I'm afraid that the goddess of magic has always had a hard time, and maybe she has long been used to it.

"Anything else?" The Demon Hunter didn't continue to dwell on this issue, in fact, with the two transcendent traits of [Red Time] and [Bathing in Divine Blood], he was completely worthy of a spellcaster of the same level or even one level higher.

"I know there are a lot of hole cards in the fortress, but they have to be activated by Lord Witt himself, and I haven't even seen them." Abraham took a sip of the 'Tyron's thick phlegm', frowning and feeling the liquid churning in his stomach: "But fortunately, even if Lord Werther comes, he will not interfere with how we fight." ”

"He'll always be in that tower, casting spells, and when we can't hold it anymore, he'll retreat." Abraham's words made the demon hunter frown.

"What if I kidnap the mage Werther?" Xu Yichen asked tentatively: "I knocked him down once when I was in the airship." ”

"Listen, I know you're very strong, almost the strongest I've ever seen anyone who isn't a mage!" Abraham said hurriedly: "Look at my arm, even I can be regarded as a half-baked mage here, do you know how much the strength of those real mages will be strengthened here?" ”

The Demon Hunter's brow furrowed even deeper: "Can your spells be used only when you are standing inside the fortress, or can you use them within a certain range?" ”

"I don't know." Abraham spread his hands: "I haven't stepped out of the fortress since I came here two months ago and was given permission. Although I am no longer a slave, I am essentially no different from those slaves, just pawns of the great witch kings. ”

"I can't leave this fortress until I get the mage's order, not a single step." Abraham's words silenced the demon hunters.

But he wasn't one to give up easily.

"Since this place can't be held in the first hundred and fifty-seven times, then we need to make some extra preparations." The demon hunter stood up and patted Abraham on the shoulder, "I need the help of those slave soldiers. ”

"What are you going to do?" Abraham asked, confused.

"I'm going to dig a pit and set up a second line of defense inside the fortress to delay as long as I can." The demon hunter said, observing the terrain outside.