The battle looked imminent.

The Bear Bandits inherited from the local legions in a formal and old-fashioned way of fighting, and perhaps for some special reason, Michelle and his party did not make bunker fortifications as usual—this small castle that was once used for military purposes had nearly five meters of walls, thick iron gates, and a guard tower in the front and back directions, and according to one veteran's experience, it was not so easy to easily capture such defensive structures.

At the very least, adequate preparations are required, including supplies and preparations to sustain casualties, as well as the necessary tools for the siege. But this is the exception for now, and Michel knows, and Gross knows better, that the owner of the castle has left the place - in today's Northland, because of the war, the fields are deserted, the farmers are displaced, and most of them are missing, so it is extremely difficult for the lower local nobles like Lord Bennett to continue to live a decent life.

The land within the territory is not producing, and even if the family has a rich foundation, it will not last long. Therefore, these aristocrats simply gave up their land and went to the city to live another life. When they leave their homeland, they usually wear all their belongings - and weapons, armor, bows, crossbows, arrows, etc., which are extremely valuable war materials in troubled times, they naturally carry them with them.

So, Michelle was almost certain that there wasn't much counter-attack power in the castle at all, as evidenced by the use of bamboo spears and donkeys by the servants and guards in the castle during the previous attack - no one was afraid of a turtle with a hard shell and no claws, after all, a turtle would never bite.

But the soft-shelled turtle will! Gross retorted from the bottom of his heart. It's a pity that since he came to this world unexpectedly, as a close relative of the turtle, he has never seen it with his own eyes in the northern land of the Elantra Kingdom.

Gross quickly learned the basics of the castles from the servants, and the two sides were on the same side in the current situation. It's just that the current situation makes him smile bitterly, pure perseverance is no longer possible - the other party doesn't even need to attack, just trap them, and after a while, they can only starve. Lord Bennett had left only a few old and weak servants and guards in the castle, and the food reserve was not much, and now with the addition of their mouths, Gross roughly estimated that the food in the castle was only enough for them for less than two days.

He decided to strike.

The other side has horses, and they have them. Veterans understand the importance of warhorses, and as a veteran player, he understands it too. Even if the battle situation is unfavorable, it is always possible to turn into the wind. It's just a pity that the wolf bandits have only a limited number of horses this time, and if the most unfavorable situation arises, they may not be able to take care of the beautiful young lady.

The young lady was looking at him. Gross was in a trance for a moment, staring at the beautiful lake-blue eyes, which shone like a blooming dandelion. He secretly patted his thigh, and finally remembered that this young lady named Radia Klein was also a mage with LV5 combat class level.

The master of the game, the existence of a boom!

He quickly converted it into combat power. Outside the castle, Michelle and his gang had an absolute numerical advantage over them, but there was an inaugural mage among them, and besides, the group of Bear Bandits did not know the existence of this mage lady, Gross's eyes rolled, and he quickly came up with a battle plan.

For Gross, it's just a no-brainer. As a die-hard player who is familiar with all the PVP gameplay in that game and stands at the top of all players, he can draw up several battle plans in an instant.

And the most important thing is that your side has the artillery profession of inaugural mage. Gross turned his head to stare at Ladia, and couldn't help but laugh. But such a movement made the mage girl a little stunned—an almost obscene smile bloomed on Gross's bearded and shaggy face, like a kiwi being kneaded through it.

"Mr. Gross, those robbers seem to know you."

Radia stood in front of him with her hands folded in her short staff, reminding him that the voices outside the castle were so clear that Gross and his companions could even clearly hear some greetings to female immediate family members, one of the time-honored traditions of the Northland Legion. Although the members of the wolf bandit group are already a little resentful, the bandit leader Gross is completely unimpressed.

Michelle's stupid bear is so naïve.

As a master of PVP gameplay, his resistance to trash talk has already reached MAX. This stat is not displayed in his character's stats panel, and as such, it is not lost because he came to the world in the game.

Despite having just heard Scott's report, the bandit leader decided to adjust the battle plan according to the specific situation - he climbed the ladder up the watchtower, a towering building with a near-hemispherical vault, and the interior was not very spacious.

He seemed to have overlooked something—the chickadees were jumping from branch to branch of the birch grove, chirping with joy from time to time, Gross seemed to hear the wind flowing, and for a moment he felt his breathing slow.

Horse! A fine war horse from the western realm of the kingdom!

In his sight, he was riding under the group of Bear Bandits at this time. Gross's gaze moved upwards and saw the man on the horse, in addition to the grizzly bear Michelle, there were two figures he had rarely come into contact with - in the area of the Northland Nogo Territory, the Bear Bandit Group was by no means an unknown person, Gross only thought about it for a moment, and quickly had a guess about the identity of the other two men in front of him.

It was the three bears, in addition to Michelle the grizzly bear, White the Black Bear and Brak the White Bear.

The three masters of the inauguration stage of the Wild Bear Bandit Group are all dispatched! I really look up to him.

After secretly observing the other party's position, Gross climbed down from the sentry tower, he beckoned, and Scott, Oliver, Levine, Ron and others immediately surrounded him......

"Boss, is this what you often call the art of war?"

"The Art of War? No, you don't need those three stupid bears yet. ”

"So?" Scott asked. As for the three bears of the Bear Bandits, the other people also have some understanding of it.

However, after Gross only lightly stated his intentions, he stopped talking nonsense.

"Anyway, just do what I say. Well, I need a little bit of time to prepare...... Scott, do you see that pole? ”

Following the direction of Gross's finger, veteran Scott looked over. He saw at a glance the flag on the castle, which was made of a straight piece of fine birch on top of the castle's spire, waving in the wind in the setting sun.

"Not that."

Scott walked towards the direction of the flagpole, but Gross shook his head, and he shouted loudly, "Scott, can you climb up to the roof easily?" "The castle is typical of the European Middle Ages, topped by a pointed slope that separates rainwater, and the flag, with the coat of arms of the Lord Bennett family, inserted in a fixed hole in the roof.

"There's a ladder here."

Veteran Scott said that it was clear that he was a man who was good at tools.

However, the bandit leader Gross slapped his forehead in pain, and he suddenly felt that there was no tacit understanding between him and his fellow bandits. He exhaled, adjusted his breath, and said in a slow, even tone, "I mean the pole in the corner on the right." Scott, see? There's also a string of air-dried meat on the iron hook on the eaves above your head, yes, the one used to fork the meat...... You stand on the tower with this stick, and if the Bears try to climb the tower, you're going to stab those bastards down. ”

Gross decided to get straight to the point. After walking around the castle, he already had a general idea of the basic structure of the castle. There was only a thin perimeter of walls, perhaps it was not appropriate to call them walls, it should have been enclosures - unlike large cities, these walls made of cut and polished strips of stone were thin and lacked a reliable height, only about 5 meters, and behind the square serrated battlements at the top was a narrow aisle, almost wide enough to accommodate two combatants side by side, and the towers that provided protection, which were not and could not be erected on such simple walls, were replaced by watchtowers three meters behind the walls.

But that thing was now just a pure observation post, not an arrow tower.

Because they didn't have crossbows—longbows, shortbows, recurves, and compound bows were all made by craftsmen through intricate processes—these long-range weapons were sometimes worth more than a healthy adult donkey, let alone crossbow arrows, the kind of murderous weapons. The bandits have no qualifications or the capital to use those weapons of mass murder. Even if there was one in this castle before, it must have been taken away by the owner of the castle, Lord Bennett.

Gross thought of the ten carts of supplies, and the flesh in his heart twitched inexplicably.