Chapter 310: Mirroring
Nurman, or Nurman-iger-Helaman-Aym, the name of Ig means that at least one generation of the family has been a king, although the title of Isstania was no more than a remote hillbilly in the eyes of the upper nobility of Kaorin-Ihurian, but the name brought great honor to the governor, Helaman was his patrony, and Aimibn came from his more legendary grandfather, who had been in the family for three generations. But his father's and grandfather's generation was a succession, and the Aimibn family knew how to adapt to the times, and little by little accumulated to get to where they are today.
Old Helaman had died seven years earlier from the recurrence of old wounds from the Battle of Byrne, and now the burden of the family had fallen on his shoulders alone, and the restoration of the glory of the House of Amuibn seemed to have become a haunting haze in the heart of the Governor. And he quickly matured from the frivolity and innocence of his youth, and grew older day by day, until now he had a group of children under his knees, and his hair was dyed with hoarfrost, and now outsiders said that he was more and more like his grandfather in the past.
Nurman looked gloomily at the middle-aged mystic in front of him, the beard curled around his lips seemed to make this gloom three-dimensional, the governor was usually an extreme pursuit of neatness, and meticulousness in public seemed to have become a kind of label on him. But now the sandstorm rustled the outer walls of the castle, and it was dark outside the window, and from time to time sand fell from the ceiling and on the shoulders of his clean and beautiful robes, but the Governor did not look at it.
The curled beard on his lips moved slightly, and he finally spoke, but his voice was not high: "You promised me that there would be no problems, so I allowed you to bring those people in, for the sake of you and I both serving Your Majesty, and I don't want to embarrass my own people." But now that you have lost contact with the dungeon, are you still planning to keep it hidden if it weren't for my people noticing the anomaly? It seems that you have some misunderstanding of the level of defense of Bein Fortress, thinking that I can't even look at my own territory? β
The middle-aged mystic wizard explained without humility or arrogance: "Lord Governor, it's just that you have lost contact, after all, anything can happen in such weather. We've sent someone to investigate, and it's not necessarily the case that something has happened, and it's not time to make a decision, so we'd better not mess around before everything is confirmed. β
Hearing the 'self-chaos', Nurman's expression showed a hint of displeasure, these mystical sorcerers' arrogance as always made them like to point fingers outside their own realm, but he said unceremoniously: "Maybe you still don't quite understand what a military zone is, Bein Fortress has a set of rules that have been passed down for decades, even hundreds of years, and are no shorter than the history of your Tower in the Clouds - here, loss of contact is equal to accident, and accident is equal to danger. β
"You can talk nonsense, because failure is only a loss of prestige," he said in a flat tone, "but with the accumulation of the Revealed Eye over the past hundred years, this bit of fame does not seem to be of much importance to you." But that doesn't mean I'm as easy to deceive as those fools out there, you'd better figure out who's in charge here. β
The middle-aged mystic sorcerer smiled indifferently, "My lord, you're too worried. In fact, even if those people escaped, what could they do? The members of a small mercenary group took on some tasks on the port authority's side, and they played an insignificant role at all. On the other side is Her Royal Highness the Princess, who is really ridiculous, she is afraid that she doesn't know what she is doing, and she actually hired a few hairy boy adventurers. These people are almost transparent to us, and we wouldn't even bother to bring them back if it weren't for the fact that we wouldn't have bothered to bring them backβ"
"Don't forget, Lord Governor," he added, "if we can catch them once, we can catch them a second time, and where will they flee in this weather?" β
"I hope so," replied Nurman, "but don't forget, they are the Chosen One, and what is the Sandstorm to them, and they often use death as a means, do you know what I mean?" I also have some of the Chosen One, and I know them better than you do. β
But the middle-aged mystic was not flustered: "Ten miles away from this fortress is within the limits of Bein City, and every temple in the city is guarded, where can these little mice escape?" β
"Looks like you've been prepared."
"This was set by Lord Albenny, and although he is not here for the time being, we will continue to carry out his plan. To be on the safe side, we will be closely monitoring the city throughout the operation. β
"So ...... this action"
"Don't worry, Her Royal Highness doesn't know about it."
Nurman was silent for a moment, as if convinced, he glanced at the middle-aged mystic without a trace, and said, "But if he were here, maybe he wouldn't have such an optimistic attitude as you. β
Hearing this, the middle-aged mystic sorcerer was slightly stunned, and he also sobered up a little: "Thank you for reminding you, Lord Ebenny's caution is indeed impressive, and although we said that before, we still try not to let them escape from this fortress." Provided, of course, that this is not a false alarm. β
Nurman was noncommittal, as the other party said, a few little rats could not threaten Bein Fortress, and at best they would only cause problems for these mystics. He was more worried about whether his people had lost anything, and he had to come forward to clear the blame, no matter whether the final outcome of the matter was good or bad, so far it had nothing to do with him.
He retracted his gaze, and his previous words were actually a pun, but unfortunately the other party didn't understand. If Albenny was in this place, he didn't know how to feel when he saw his subordinates taking such a big package. "Still too young," Nurman said, shaking his head, "if that cunning fellow is going to find a way to pull himself into the water." β
It's a good thing that the other party is not here at the moment.
Afifa was standing behind the two, in the shadows under the door, and she looked down at her toes with a little pale face, afraid that the two of them would see that it was her anomaly - after all, she had only been to the dungeon not long ago. Although she really didn't release Fang Yuan, how can this be said clearly at this time?
It was as if a lonely boat was about to capsize in a storm, and she was trembling as she wondered what she would do when it was over, and Mistress Albenny would surely find out, and she was so uneasy that she was about to cry.
At this point, Nurman walked up to her and stopped.
Frightened, Afifa thought that the other party had noticed his abnormality, and there was no trace of blood on his face, but Nurman just stopped and nodded slightly to her as if he was saluting, and then continued to walk forward,
Ah Fei froze her mind and remembered that the Governor would salute herself like this every time, although she didn't know what was going on, she didn't think much about it on weekdays, she just felt that the other party was polite and gentlemanly, and she still had a good impression of the other party in her heart. And now that the six gods have no master, they can't think of a reason.
After the governor had left, the middle-aged mystic turned to her and said:
"Afifa, you go and rest first."
"Master Albenny said you don't have to meddle in this matter, you don't have to worry about this side of the matter."
Afifa bowed his head and replied hesitantly.
The middle-aged mystic sorcerer noticed something was wrong, and asked with some concern, "What's the matter, Afifa?" β
"No, nothing ......"
"It's really nothing, if you're not feeling well, you'd better go to Ms. Emma."
The unprecedentedly lied that Afifa's heart was about to jump out of his chest: "No, no, it's just that the weather makes me a little uneasy." β
"Normal," but the mystic sorcerer did not suspect him, "I haven't seen such a sandstorm since you were born, but I saw it once when I was younger, and if you feel uneasy, go and get some sleep." β
Afifa let out a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly.
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"How's it going?"
Fang Yu took the monoculars from Miss Priest's hand and looked forward. Before he captured the fortified area, he had sent a small team of men from the shield of Lufu to observe the situation on this side of the inner court. This investigation team was led by this Miss Celestial Officer whose ID was named Miss Helley, and the previous news about the abnormal transfer of the guards in the inner court came from here.
The position they were in was on top of a tower on the outer wall, only a few dozen meters away from the direction of the gate of the inner court, and although the visibility was extremely poor in this dusty weather, they could barely see the guards patrolling because of the fire on the side of the inner court.
This location was also explored by Fang Yu before, because he had a plan to take shape early on, so before entering the inner court, he had found this place where he could explore the inner court, in fact, there was more than this time, but this place had the best view. In case of the unexpected, they actually have several alternative positions.
Since they had already made notes in their notes, HellΓ© and the others didn't need him to lead them in person, so they could easily find this place.
Of course, although it was only fifty meters, under the cruel weather of this duststorm, Fang Yu basically didn't expect to use his own clockwork goblin to fly over to investigate, but he was afraid that before he flew ten meters away, he would fall because the sand blocked the movable components. That's why he opted for a more primitive method of observation, the telescope.
The monoculars were also supposedly from his previous warehouse, and it was supposed to be a box of personal belongings, which he had seen the other party use once or twice before.
Through the somewhat cloudy lenses, Fang Yu could see the situation over there.
Miss Priest's so-called abnormal movement was actually to strengthen the defense force on the side of the inner court, originally there were only a few patrolling guards, but now there are at least two more teams of people. But they didn't go deep into the outer area of the fortress, it seemed that they had simply strengthened the defense of the inner court, Fang Yu saw this scene and groaned slightly, and guessed the reason.
It seems that the other party should know that there is some anomaly in the outer area, and they may have a special, non-magical means of communication to contact the outer area, but this means of communication may only transmit limited information, and it is impossible to determine what is going on here.
In other words, the other party may find that the outer area has lost contact, but it is impossible to confirm why it has been lost. Therefore, to be on the safe side, the other side first mobilized troops to block this area, but did not set foot in it easily.
However, Fang Yu knew that this situation was only temporary, and the other party might have limited forces outside this area, so he would adopt such a strategy, and once the other party was mobilized, someone would soon enter the outer area. This is a fortress after all, and it won't even be without men.
He put down his binoculars and shared his thoughts with everyone.
Naturally, Lu Fu's shield didn't say anything, and they couldn't even figure out what the current situation was, or that the current situation was a little beyond their scope of handling. However, as a newcomer, Luo Hao behaved very calmly and agreed with his judgment.
Fang Yu couldn't help but think of ZXC's description of how the other party determined time on the airship, and thought to himself that this fat man really seemed to have some means, and the military really hid the dragon and crouching tiger-
As for the other little fat man, he blinked his eyes after hearing his words: "Then what should we do next, we won't fight with them, right?" How many people are in this place? β
"The garrison of Bein Fortress is at least two thousand people."
Luo Hao replied.
Wu Xiaopang gasped when he heard this: "Even if we are the god of war, we can't kill so many people." β
Fang Yu thought this guy was a little funny, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his head. He was actually not thinking about the task of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess now, only thinking about how to get out of this place, a military fortress sounded a little scary, but two thousand people could not really come out, and it would not take so many people to surround them.
But in the case of the enemy's light and my secret, in this intricate castle, they actually have a chance. Forts are protected from external enemies, and their interiors are often designed to be as complex as possible to delay the advance of the enemy once they have attacked, but this intricacy can be an advantage for the more agile side in skirmishes.
Of course, he is not as familiar with it as the owner of this fortress, but he also has a kind of confidence, for a combat craftsman with many means, fighting under such complex terrain conditions is actually the most suitable battlefield for him. And needless to say, he had a very bold plan in mind.
However, he did not talk about this plan for the time being, so as not to frighten the children.
He thought as he looked through the telescope into the distant inner courtyard.
As if to confirm his words, after a while, there were more shadows and longing figures shaking over there. After looking carefully for a while, he saw clearly that there was another team of people in the inner courtyard, but in the duststorm weather, he couldn't see the situation over there, and only vaguely saw that the other party didn't seem to be here to change guards.
And it was at this time that the group that was ambushed near the entrance to the Great Inner Court also sent information - through his clockwork goblin: "Someone has come in. β
Fang Yu thought to himself.
He immediately put down his binoculars and gestured to everyone: "Follow me, ready to act." β
The other party was already vigilant, and it seemed impossible to continue to hide, and his original plan was to wait for the first team to enter the outer area, and then preemptively eliminate this team of people, and then storm the entrance. Because at this time, it is most likely when the other party has just received reinforcements, and the vigilance is the most lax.
And the first wave of reinforcements was killed by them, which just avoided the embarrassing thing that they happened to run headlong into the opponent's reinforcements when they stormed the entrance, and it shouldn't be long before the other party reacted, and the front-line troops should only be these now. Once you break through the perimeter, it's easy to break through to the area where the warehouse is located.
When their own side has limited manpower, they must make full use of the asympathy in time and battlefield environment, otherwise once they fall into a frontal battle, most of them will be cornered.
However, as with all scripts, when Fang Yu began to work on the implementation of this plan, he saw the guards who were entering the outer area, and a strange idea suddenly flashed in his heart.
Suddenly, he felt like he had a better plan.
This plan is much bolder than the one it is, but if it succeeds, it will be much more perfect than the current one.
So he stopped and said to the crowd, "Wait a minute, the previous plan may have to be changed, I have a better idea." β
But how does this sound unreliable-
So much so that even Luo Hao looked at him a little strangely.
How can you change your plans at the last moment?
But Fang Yu coughed lightly: "The first half doesn't need to change too much, the back part is also very simple, you just need to do what I tell you." β
So about a quarter of an hour later.
The two teams of guards stationed in the inner court and a Templar of the 'Revealed Eye' suddenly saw their colleagues who had entered the outer area before, and slowly walked out of it again.
The ordinary guards were only slightly surprised when they saw this scene, and some even asked, "Why did you come out again so quickly, is there anything wrong inside?" What about the others? β
But behind them, the Templar was already shouting, "Stop! β
He parted the crowd and walked out from behind, raising the long knife in his hand, pointing at the 'colleague' in front of him, and asked solemnly, "Raise your head." β
The 'guards' who came out paused slightly, but as if they had not heard the knight's words, they all bowed their heads without saying a word. The other guards stationed in the inner court were originally a little stunned, but when they saw this scene, they also felt a little unusual, and drew their weapons, took a step back, and stood side by side with the knight.
But it was at this time that the knights who came out of the 'guards' in front of the leader suddenly raised their heads.
Seeing the other party's face, the templar was slightly stunned at first, and then relaxed: "Haider, what are you doing, you are still pretending to be a ghost at this time, I am almost about to attack." β
But the 'knight' only shook his head and smiled: "It's a little weird in there, but it's not a big problem. β
Hearing this familiar voice, the Templar was even more relieved, withdrew his weapon, and asked, "What's the matter?" β
"I'm afraid I can't say it here."
"I understand," the Templar immediately understood, "go back and report to the adults." β
The 'knight' bowed slightly, and held out his hand to him.
The Templar thought that the other party was going to give him something, but suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of him.
A long, narrow blade came into his eyes.
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