Chapter 211: Miracles?
Dane didn't disappoint Chappell. The pen www.biquge.info only heard him say, "Easterling, please, just help me withstand it for twenty minutes, are you sure?" β
The elven mage, who was close to middle age, stroked the mustache on his chin and said, "If it's just me, I'm afraid it's very difficult, but it's ......"
With that, he looked at the High Priest and Templar standing next to him, and smiled, "With the help of the two of them, it shouldn't be a big problem. β
"Twenty minutes ......" Gebu, the captain of the light infantry brigade, thought about it in his heart and said: "I'm afraid it's still a little insufficient, after all, our subordinates haven't prepared in advance, and they temporarily heard the movement here, and then assembled, and then rushed over, it is estimated that it is not something that can be completed in twenty minutes." β
"Alas......" Quincy, the captain of the White Wolf Cavalry Regiment, sighed and said, "No matter what, at least there are some opportunities." Perhaps, our soldiers are alert enough, or it is impossible to say what else will turn around. β
Between the words, the two of them seemed to regard the twenty-minute delay that Dane said as a way to delay time. But Dane's goal was by no means like this, he had thought when he entered the city in the evening that he would never let Costa see the sun tomorrow, so since he said such a thing, he naturally had his own certainty.
He didn't pay any attention to the three guys, and instead concentrated on casting spells.
This made the three captains of the White Wolf Castle stunned, they didn't see that Dane would look like a spellcaster, but his spellcasting appearance did not look like a fake.
I didn't have time to think about anything more, and there was another rumbling sound. Clearly, the artillery placed outside was once again in full swing.
The houses trembled, and gravel fell, and the side walls must have been subjected to direct artillery bombardment, although they had not been directly blown open for the time being, but there were large cracks like spider webs. Obviously, it doesn't take much, and if you have one more shot, this wall will definitely collapse!
At this point, the three casters began their work.
With the chanting of the incantation of the high-ranking mage Easterling, the dust and rubble in the house floated, and with the wave of his staff, it returned to the walls and ceilings, and merged back into the walls in a very strange way, and even the traces of the cracks were made up for by the power of the spell.
During Easterling's spell casting, High Priest Cecilia and Templar Centrier were not idle, and they both had the corresponding magic casting ability. The Templars themselves are not very good at spellcasting, but they do have quite good perks. A soft glow emanated from his body, enveloping the other two elves, which was the Templar's professional ability, the Holy Spirit's Blessing Aura, which could reduce the mana and physical consumption of his comrades in spellcasting and battle to a certain extent.
At the same time, Cecilia also began to act - the powerful Sanctuary Technique of the Five Rings level was released, and a large area of golden light shrouded the stone house they were in. From the outside, this small two-story building has become a golden glow, like the abode of the gods.
How could such a scene not attract the attention of the soldiers loyal to Costa who were surrounded outside?
There was some commotion among the soldiers, and there were faint sounds of 'miracles' and 'miracles'.
Hearing this, Costa looked stinky. He roared and scolded: "Shut up Lao Tzu!" Pune! What are you doing in a daze? Then shoot me! β
He wasn't going to be as dirty as the soldiers under him, and with his knowledge, he certainly recognized that it must be the power of magic at work. But he was very angry, he didn't know when the White Wolf Castle had mixed in with the spellcaster, and he was still on Dane's side.
He really didn't expect that Easterling had used Transfiguration to transform into guards and sneak in after Dane. He hadn't noticed the three supposedly worthless soldiers from the startβwhat if he did? Could it be that he still found out?
Under his personal urging, the artillery fired more and more urgently, the firepower became more and more powerful, and the rumbling sound shook the sky.
However, ten minutes passed quickly, and the two-story building, which should have been blown into ruins along with the people inside, still stood proudly here.
Of course, it wasn't like nothing in between. For example, after two or three minutes of continuous fire, the golden light that shrouded the small building was shattered once by the power of artillery fire. But it didn't make sense, after shattering the golden light, another round of shelling was fired at the hut, and after blowing up some debris, it didn't take long for Costa to be happy, and the golden light reappeared. At the same time, the damaged part of the house was repaired within a few minutes.
This happened twice, and Costa's face had become gloomier than the night. Especially when there were faint signs of other soldiers gathering in the White Wolf Castle in the outermost places, he was even more panicked.
That's right, it's just panic, he feels that the current situation seems to be very unfavorable to him.
He realized that something was wrong, and if he continued to bombard like this, he was afraid that it would be difficult to achieve any results in a short period of time, and some changes had to be made.
He instructed the henchmen next to him, "Go, take a squadron, and disperse all the guys around outside." If a few of Quincy's men come over, stop me! β
The henchman seemed a little uneasy and said, "What if they break in?" β
Costa glared at him and said, "Didn't you hear what I said?" Be sure to stop me, and stop me from breaking in! β
The henchman sighed and said, "Okay, I understand. With that, he hurriedly walked into the night with a squadron of soldiers.
Ignoring him any more, Costa continued to pull his neck and yell, "Puna! Pune! Don't go and bomb the house! Let the artillery go and bang on the door! Listen to the rest of the soldiers, shoot arrows when I give the order to shoot, and follow me when I charge! Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, I can't chop those guys to death here with so much effort today! β
So, after a slight pause, the artillery began to bombard again. This time, after the artillerymen aimed at the gate, they were not so well protected.
After two or three minutes of concentrated bombardment, the golden light shattered again. Then a shot directly blasted open the wooden door.
Chapur's two-story building was just where he lived, and of course the defense of the wooden gate could not be as strong as the city gate, and it was too normal for a cannon to be blasted open.
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