Time went back half an hour ago.

Compared to the commotion in Greystone, the nearby hills were silent, and on the hill where the Eruin envoys were located, everyone remained quietly in the pine forest, and no one dared to light a fire or make any unusual moves, and even had to speak softly for fear of the harpy circling in the sky—everyone waited for the sky to be completely dark.

But before that, the time had become extraordinarily dull and long, some were whispering, some were munching on dry food, and four knights of the inner court were discussing the matter of the North Mountain sentry in the woodland. Roman was telling a story to the little daughter of the Grand Duke Goran-Elson, who looked at the merchant lady with admiration, the former had a special ability to tell the truth about what had not yet happened, and she was telling her merchant group, the merchant ship with its huge sails like clouds crossed the glittering sea, and went along the channel to the bustling ports, the wild regions, the great beasts that lurked in the open sea, the storms that bred on the sea, the strange fish, and the rare wonders of mortals, which, though she had never been there, were as if she had seen them with her own eyes, It's eloquent and engaging. Soon she was surrounded by other people, and Brando saw Sugarpot, Dilferry, and Hipamela, three loyal listeners of Roman, and then Chiara and Princess Magdal.

The Duke's daughter was counting the stars with Enid, Vaynd's strange starry sky was always shining from east to west, the night sky was like a black cloth sprinkled with gem fragments, shining brightly, and a long river of starlight had faintly emerged, as if announcing the final arrival of night. But when the stars and the light of the moon converged, the woodland became brighter, and the valley covered with silver glowed faintly at night.

Before night fell, Brando had been asking Cooper about the situation in Greystone, who also wanted to use the night to break out of the siege. But because the precautions in Greystone Town are very strict, he can't do anything else, even the harpies in the sky. He didn't know much about the current situation in Greystone, and Brando could only answer a few vague questions when asked, but as a local nobleman, he knew a lot about Greystone itself, where the market was. He knew exactly where there were open streets, where there were barracks and towers, where there were temples, and he could draw a simple map.

Brando's question was very detailed, which made Cooper very puzzled, and he couldn't help asking, "Lord Earl, are you really sure to take Greystone?" ”

"It's hard to say, I won't know until after nightfall." Brando replied.

"Lord Earl, the army of Jorgandegon stationed in Greystone Town is not weaker than ours. They also have a defensive advantage, and the Harpy and Caveman are stronger than our swordsmen and spearmen - of course, maybe not as good as your army, but from what I've observed, you don't have many guards with you, right? Cooper asked cautiously.

In Eruin, especially in the south, the noble spearmen are at most equivalent to the first-order troops, and even the average level is not as good as the infantry swordsmen and spearmen of the local legions, but in Cruz. The level of the nobleman's private soldiers is still slightly stronger, and they can be on par with the swordsmen in the first and second tier legions of Eruin. They belong to the second order of the same class as the cavemen, but there are also strong and weak in the same class, the cavemen belong to the middle and upper level of the second order, the Cruz noble spearmen and swordsmen are at most the side of the second order, and the human army is slightly better in discipline, but it is too poor in individual combat effectiveness. Disciplinary superiority is often evident in large legions, but in skirmishes and raids, individual strength can determine the outcome of a battle.

Not to mention that there are also Harpies and Razor Boars, which are true third-order creatures. If there were one or two more Hive Lords or Minotaurs in the town, it would be a real disaster for the armies of these local nobles.

The clan of the Sardell troglodytes is not very powerful in the underground of Jorgane, but it is equivalent to the local legions of the Cruz people on the same scale, such as those lords that Brando is very familiar with in history, such as Tlock, the 'King of the Blind' Shatek or the 'animal tamer' Helica, whose armies also have a war against the border legions in God's country, and as for the existence of Geralt and Medusa after Zài, if they exert their full strength, even the first-line legions of the empire may not be able to control it alone.

"What do you think you should do, Sir?" Brando asked.

"I think we should find a way to get around...... We are few people, and we may not be able to find them when we walk through the hills. Cooper thought for a moment, and replied hesitantly, as if even he felt that he was not so reliable. Brando smiled when he heard this, and shook his head slightly, it is impossible for one or two thousand people to march in the hills without being discovered, let alone one or two thousand, even if one or two hundred people are moved, no matter how dense the shade is, unless everyone is scattered into the hills in a group, but how much space and how long it takes, we don't have this time now.

Without getting rid of the defenders of Greystone, we won't be able to get out of this place safely.

"Hey," Cooper sighed, a little desperate, "Doesn't it have to be fought, there is no other way?" ”

Brando could see that he seemed to be frightened by the Gorganedians, and could only comfort him with a few words: "Sir Cooper, Greystone is not as difficult to conquer as you think. ”

Cooper nodded his head as a reassuring reassuring one, and glanced listlessly in the direction of the valley.

Haruzer walked through the dark woods, as if attracted by the light outside, and he struggled out with his hands on the pine trees, until at last he saw Lesmerka at the edge of the forest, and Medusa stood on the edge of the bushes, her eyes fixed on the white rocks exposed under the moonlight. But the little prince saw that the place at eye level with the rocks was a shadow entrenched in the valley, and that place was called Greystone, and the teacher told him so, geographically it was the exit of this valley, but he knew that the town was occupied by some special enemy at the moment.

"Are those your compatriots, Sister Lesmeka?" He walked up behind Medusa and asked in a whisper.

"Compatriots, not counted." Lesmerka had already heard the voice of the little prince and replied.

Haruzer looked at her puzzled.

Lesmerka looked back at His Royal Highness the little prince, and there was a hint of gentleness in her amber eyes: "Little cutie." In human language, the Jorgandegan is actually just a geographical noun, not a country or a territory, the real Jorgandegan is actually divided into upper, middle and lower three layers, each layer is very different, the shallowest layer of rulers is dwarves, and the middle layer is the well-known Jorgane. At the bottom is the kingdom of the Dark Elves, and further down is a river of lava and brimstone. In the dark underworld, there are thousands of different races, they have never had any concept of a state, even the most powerful lords often rule only one city and one territory, and the smaller tribes are dependent on the lord to live, and since the beginning of history, everyone has fought on their own. Hostile to each other. ”

As she spoke, she sighed, and Haruzer vaguely felt that she might not mention these things, so she stopped asking.

After sending Cooper off, Brando returned to Nimersis and watched from afar at the edge of the woodland.

"The Medusa?" He asked, looking back.

"Her Royal Highness the princess promised to shelter her, and Her Royal Highness the little prince seems to like her very much." Nimesis replied, but did not look over there, as if she did not care about the matter at all.

"No problem?"

"It's not a big problem. Don't forget that she's here with demons. ”

Brando nodded, in the middle and lower levels of Jogandigan. The aborigines have a feud with the devil, but there are also a small number of people who have to serve the devil, they are slaves of the devil, with this background, and it was she who personally sent the little prince back, so it is not for nothing that Griffithin believes in her so much.

There was a moment of silence between the two. Silently looking in the direction of the valley, the wind blowing from the hills rubbed the entire pine forest above their heads, rattling.

"It's getting darker and earlier." Nimesis said suddenly.

"Because it's almost winter."

Nimesis glanced at him, "The direction in which the meteor fell is near the North Mountain sentry post. ”

"There were a lot of eyewitnesses, and most of them testified about it, but most of them didn't believe it was true. They generally believed that it was a trick by Jogan. ”

"Cavemen are looking for it."

Brando nodded, although most people thought they were going for Count Alcons, but he actually had the answer in his mind early on.

Nimesis looked at him quietly with eyes as quiet as an orchid, "Could it be that thing?"

"I'll find out soon."

"So confident? That Sir was skeptical that you could take this place. Nimesis couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth when she thought of Cooper's face, but unfortunately Brando didn't notice it, and he also smiled after hearing it: "What is it, don't you know, although there are many famous generals in this era, but 'we' also have our own means." ”

"You mean 'player'?"

Brando does not want to answer this question lightly, and he has been pondering this qiē for days: does history tend to happen or change, and if so, what is the opportunity?

The night is getting darker and darker.

It was obviously unrealistic to get close to Greystone Town under the noses of the Harpy before it was dark, these monsters had eyesight comparable to their distant relatives on the surface, in fact, not to mention the river valley, as long as they stepped out of the dense canopy, they could be targeted. As a scout class in the flying unit, the Harpy is also at the top of the entire Vaughande, just in terms of reconnaissance ability, even the gargoyles of Buga are slightly inferior to them, but they are very fragile, accustomed to leaping between underground rock formations, and their short wings are also very lacking in climbing ability in the air, which makes them very undominant in the skirmish.

However, it is delusional to approach Greystone after dark, as Harpys are creatures of the dark, and in fact their eyesight is stronger at night than during the day, as they have a slight light blindness that makes them very uncomfortable with the daylight of the surface world.

According to Charles, the only way to get quietly close to Greystone is for everyone to learn invisibility - if they can find so many wizards to cast spells on more than a thousand people hidden in the mountains.

It seems that there is only one way to attack.

However, players are especially adept at such small-scale unconventional battles, so the choice between Brando and Nimesis is usually less cumbersome.

When the hour hand on Sir Cooper's silver pocket watch crossed the twelve, there seemed to be a breeze in the forest, and a small group of gargoyles was taking off from the woodland at the top of the hill, but from above the forest all could be seen the dark canopy swaying slightly. The branches seemed to be slightly pressed by the descending air current, and a total of seven or eight invisible waves of qi swept over the canopy of the trees, and then disappeared.

Beneath the canopy, robed wizards watched the gargoyles with invisibility spells take off, and a second group of gargoyles waiting to take off beside them, standing like statues among the woodlands when not activated. The wings were folded almost above the height of the treetops. These were backups of the first gargoyles, and if they could, everyone present would have hoped that they would be able to do it one time and not use these spare parts.

And by the darkness of the night, it seemed that Martha was on their side, and the plan went far more smoothly than expected.

The eight-headed stealthy gargoyles climbed into the night sky, and they soon flew into the clouds, reaching the heads of the harpies above Greystone, and the moonlight poured over the clouds. Looking down through the veil-like void of clouds, four black dots circling and flying can be clearly observed. The harpys did not have the slightest premonition of the approaching danger, they were hovering in the air in pairs, monitoring the vast land with sharp eyes, and in their field of vision, the mountains and hills gathered in the east and west under the starlight and moonlight were like miniature sand tables, and the hills were shrouded in a silvery mist, which seemed to be silent.

And at this moment. The eight-headed gargoyles had long since locked on to their targets, and they climbed to the top of the mountain. The final turn begins, and then the dive begins.

Gargoyles, like griffins, are heavy flying units, and their wingspans are far wider and more powerful than griffons, meaning they have almost the strongest climbing and diving abilities of any creature of their class, which in the game is the closest to a tier 4 class in the game. The griffin is a fourth-order class, and the harpy is the fourth-order class that is closest to the third-order class, and the balanced abilities of the three flying creatures are almost all in between, but compared to the reconnaissance ability, the gargoyles are not the opponent of the harpy, and they are not as fierce as the grappling gargoyles. But in the chase of climbing and diving, the gargoyles of the Buga are the number one.

Not to mention, the gargoyles that swooped down from the clouds were still invisible at the moment, and the four-headed harpy had no idea that disaster was falling from the sky, and they didn't react in panic until the scream of the Sky reached their ears.

But alas.

It was too late, the sophistication of the construct allowed the eight-headed gargoyles to attack at the same time, and when they revealed their intent to emerge from the invisibility spell, the harpys did not react at all, they only struggled in mid-air in vain, and then were pierced through the fragile sternum with a single blow of cold claws. The eight-headed gargoyles are almost all arranged in a sequence of attacks, one after the other, one at a time, in order to prevent any fish from slipping through the net, but it turns out that this is just a superfluous move.

As soon as the gargoyles swept by, a feather rain began to fall in midair.

It's a pity that this place is too high from the ground, and the feathers are fluttering, and when they land, they don't know where they have gone.

In the darkness of the night, no one noticed the battle in the sky that had ended before it had even begun—

The anxiously waiting people on the ground also received a message from the gargoyle, and Rogers couldn't help but high-five his companions with some excitement, and the wizards of the forest also high-fived and congratulated. But at the same moment, on the other side of the hill, groups of elves dressed in feather cloaks, dressed differently from humans, and holding long staffs, were coming out of the forest, their faces painted with various patterns, looking a little like the barbarians of the mountains, but their pointed ears revealed their identity - the druids of the tree elves.

A small group of druids had already joined Brando's mages during the Eruin Twilight War, and after the war, more tree elves came to settle in his territory out of the Black Forest - as part of his agreement with the druids in the Ring of the Trade Winds, and with the travel of the mages with the Eruin Legations, these druids also came to the land of Cruz.

They chanted ancient incantations in the night wind, and one by one they turned into birds or ravens, and flew up in flocks from the mountains and forests in the direction of Greystone Town below the valley.

Migratory birds often migrated near the Empire's inland seas, and even inland, flocks of ravens wandered over the hills, but the druids safely chose to disperse into the towns, and after losing their eyes on the sky, the army of Jorgantigan could not notice the scattered flocks of birds. The druids flew into the city, landed in the darkness - those dead ends, deep alleys or secluded courtyards, and then re-transformed into human form in a cloud of dark green light, several druids in groups, took blue stones from their pockets, and put them on the ground according to a certain pattern, forming large and small magic circles.

Then they began to inject magic into these stones, the green beam of light stretched between the stones like a snake, and when each stone was connected in series, the space above the circle vibrate, and a shining silver line emerged from the center, this silver line expanded to both sides, like an open eye in the void, but this eye had no pupils, only an eerie space shining with blue-white light inside.

At this moment, far away in the hills, the same dozen light gates opened, appearing in front of the noble private soldiers of the White Lion Guards and the Cruz people who had long been ready to go, and everyone was stunned by the strange scene in front of them, "The Buga teleportation array!" Rogers exclaimed, and he looked at Brando with a complicated expression: "The artisan wizards are really behind you. ”

Brando smiled and said, "Mr. Knight, if you are louder for Sir Cooper to hear, he may start to doubt your identity." ”

Rogers' face changed, and after thinking about whether it was more important for him to hide his identity as a knight of the inner court, he cautiously closed his mouth.

…… (To be continued......)