Blood was still oozing from the wound on his arm, and the muscles turned out and the shattered leather armor were tangled together, a shocking injury that would have made anyone who saw it look sideways, but the rugged mountain warrior didn't care, Kadyrov took out the water bottle in his arms, poured it hard, and threw it to Darius. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Captain, you can take a bite too."

Darius took the kettle in his hand, and didn't care if anyone else had drunk it before, he picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth, the cool liquid flowed from the esophagus into the stomach, and then burned like a flame, he only felt that the body that had just cooled down started up frantically again, and the taste of blood gushing made him can't help but let out a long breath.

"It's strong, this wine isn't made in the Legion, Kadyrov."

The big man with blood on his face grinned, "This is our tribe's home-brewed blue wormwood, this thing is more effective than any painkiller when you drink it." That being said, when Gale plucked the impurities from his wound and began to clean, Darius saw an irrepressible look of pain on his face.

It's the seventh day!

It was the seventh day since the lizardmen began storming the fortress, and the walls of the fortress were now like a lonely boat in a raging tide, struggling to balance in the storm and not be swallowed up by the flood.

Where are our spellcasters?

Darius had such doubts in his heart more than once, he looked at the thick ground under his feet, the reason why the fortress was able to stand here, the perfect spell defense system was the biggest reliance, but those huge defensive runes on the city wall did not light up once, scattered spellcasters were scattered on the city wall, and occasionally sporadic spells could be seen smashing towards the incoming enemy.

And his own zone is not assigned to the caster! West was not very useful at this time, the second detachment had now lost nine people, three were killed in battle, six were seriously wounded, the only good thing was that the lizardmen's spellcasters also did not join the battle, but this made Darius palpitate even more, the altar of the Black Flame Priest was completed the day before yesterday, and once it started to move, the situation of the legion's defense would only be more difficult.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The earth-shattering war drums rang out again, ", they're here again, each back in a defensive position, ready to fight!" “

Deemmons screamed hoarsely in his hoarse throat, and Darius walked over to the battlement, and in his field of vision, the green wave rolled in again.

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Government Hall, Conference Room.

Secastius and his colleagues stood straight in the room, the confined space blocking the noise in the distance, although the sides of the solid wood table were full of seats, but at this moment, no one sat down, no one spoke, because there was a man sitting at the front of the conference table, quietly looking at the subordinates standing in front of him.

He was dressed in black metal armor, and every detail reflected the exquisite workmanship and expensive materials of this armor. The mark of the claw owl was engraved directly in front of his chest, but his unremarkable face looked fierce and domineering because of his gloomy eyes and the terrifying scar on the right side of his cheek, and a huge halberd with the aura of the wind element was placed behind him, making everyone who faced him feel terrible pressure.

There is only one man with such status and strength in the garrison legion, and that is the leader of the legion, General Lesser.

Lesser twitched the corners of his mouth, and a voice as heavy as a steel clash came out of his mouth: "My camp chief, how are you preparing?" “

The camp commander in white robes bowed slightly, "It's all done, General, the plan can be activated at any time according to your will." “

"Hahaha, good." Lesser let out a hearty laugh, "This is the best news I've heard in recent times, and you have lived up to my trust, Secassius. “

Lesser shifted the realization to the right of Secassius, "Eugen, how is the defense of the fortress now?" “

The man standing on the right side of Secassius is the military chief who has never appeared, this is a sturdy and calm middle-aged man, hearing Lesser's question, he replied: "The situation is not optimistic, the lizardmen have scattered warriors who can rush to the city wall on the first day, but our warriors can still stabilize the situation, but the casualties in the past few days are not small, the altar of the black flame priest outside the city has been repaired, but the lizardman priests have not moved." “

Lesser turned his head to the right, which was the direction of the lizard army's suppression, and his eyes revealed an indescribable fierceness, "Hmph, Black Flame Priest, it is coming to seek death by itself, how could I let go of this opportunity, after so many years of fighting and entanglement, it is time to make a decision." “

"Eugen, how long do you think the warriors will last?"

Eugen hesitated slightly, and then replied in a heavy tone: "Now the defensive runes on the outer wall can't be opened, and the poisonous gas transported by Zu'an has also been consumed, and if the Black Flame Priest doesn't make a move, it can last for a week at most, if the Black Flame Priest himself doesn't take it personally, and we don't participate in the war, I'm afraid that then will be the day the city is broken." “

"Is it the day the city breaks?" Lesser muttered to himself, he stroked his forehead with his broad, rough palm, "A fortress that will never fall, there will be a day when it will be attacked by lizardmen, if you don't activate the fortress defense system and don't lead the defense battle, the warriors have a lot of resentment towards me, right?" “

"Your Excellency!" Feeling the imperceptible distress in Lesser's tone, Eugen raised his voice abruptly, "From the moment we set this plan, we have expected this day, the Legion is your Legion, your will is our mission, even if the road of no return is doomed to destruction, the Legion will closely follow your steps." “

After he finished speaking, he and his colleagues shouted together, "Your will is the mission of the Legion." “

Lesser looked at the loyal subordinates in front of him, leaving behind the last trace of unbearability and hesitation in his heart, he clenched his fists tightly, and slammed it on the conference table in front of him, with a dull loud bang, the heavy wooden board was smashed, he stood up, and held the halberd behind him in his hand.

"Angela Claw, this bastard, since it is steady and refuses to make a move, then let's force it to do it, let's take action, the plan that has been planned for a long time, whether it succeeds or destroys, we will move forward."

"We will never move forward!"

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PS. I saw that some readers raised the question of skills, I will explain here, this article is a book of game classification in the other world, and the setting is to travel to an online game called "Valoran War", and those who play online games must know that no matter what profession, if there are only four skills in QWER, it really can't be played. So the skill system is also a huge and complex setting, I refer to the skill setting of Guild Wars 2 here, of course, there are others, you don't have to worry about it.