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Today's victory, which was won because of Gordon's swing, not only made Dellington depressed, but also made another group of people furious.

War warlord Ugru. Ironpaw was so angry at his frustration that he whipped three goblin engineers to death, and his reason was that these damn cowardly goblin slaves dared to cut corners in the creation of siege weapons that could be crucial to the outcome of the war, so that they were smashed by the evil spells of the human race.

Everyone could see that Uglo was just venting his anger, and everyone knew that those two trebuchets were not impregnable fortresses, so how could they withstand the attack of the boulders as dense as hailstones?

Of course, a few goblins, dead and dead.

"Lord Warlord, dissipate your anger, it's not worth it to be angry for this little setback." Hattington ordered the servant to pour Uglo a refreshing bowl of iceberg spirits.

Although today's offensive failed again, the banquet customary for the leaders of the Three Holy Baptist Church and the supreme commander of the orcs was still held as usual.

Realizing that mutual distrust could easily lead to defeat in the war, in order to enhance friendship, after crossing the Great Wall of Anduin, both sides would have a regular feast.

However, due to the unfavorable war, the atmosphere at today's banquet was not very good.

Uglu swallowed the clear liquor in one gulp. The burning sensation slid down my throat all the way to my stomach. Although they disdain the so-called "civilization" of mankind, the war warlords also covet the skills of this race in brewing.

With the exception of the brewer, all other humans are worthless trash.

"Today's failure is not just a small setback. If those two giant trebuchets hadn't been destroyed by humans. Then I can continue to attack High Rock Castle day and night, destroy their fortifications, and wear down their will. Ugru clenched his iron claws to a "pop". The sharp sound of metal grinding made Hattington frown.

This siege was a war of attrition, and Ugru. Ironpaw and Hattington had expected it a long time ago. There is no good way to do this, except to constantly attack with superior forces and pave a way to the top of the city with flesh and blood. However, although the orc army has an absolute advantage in numbers, Ugru cannot send his own soldiers to death endlessly.

In the field, orcs are not afraid of any human army. But in siege warfare, they are compared to humans. But he is an immature apprentice. In particular, the powerful war machines of human beings left a deep impression on Ugru. Until the Floating Fortress is repaired, the long-range fire is at an absolute disadvantage. Ugru tried his best to mobilize all the available resources to create two giant trebuchets that could reverse the disadvantage of long-range firepower, and who knew that they would be destroyed on the first day of battle......

He was already getting a little impatient.

"Huntington. When will your flying fortress be repaired? This siege has dragged on long enough. Troops from other parts of Ferreton are rapidly massing. Time is no longer on our side. ”

The Demon Sword Knight took a slight sip of wine and said, "Of course I do. But I underestimated Rob at the beginning. Antelo. This former legendary mage is indeed powerful, and his spell counterattack that night caused the floating fortress to be damaged, and it will take four days to repair it. Moreover, the other party actually made it clear that the medicine powder that could restrain the poisonous mist flying dragon made my biological weapon lose its offensive effect, and could only act as a guard of the floating fortress. ”

With a slight pause, the face of the Second Stone Seat of the Three Holy Baptists was raised. Suddenly, a strange and eerie smile appeared: "However, I believe it will be soon. We'll be able to take High Rock with ease. ”

"Seeing that you are so confident, have you found any good way?" Uglu wondered.

"Of course. When do you think I've said big things? Although High Rock was replaced by Rob. Antelo is doing a good job, but don't forget that even a strong fortress can be breached from within......"

Uglo pursed his lips, baring his boar-like fangs, "I'm not interested in your human proverbs, just tell me about your plans." ”

Hattington didn't bother with the orc warlord, who was the opposite of "culture", and he shook his head and walked out of the wide warlord camp. After a while, when the Demon Sword Knight walked in again, he was followed by a mysterious man in a black cloak.

"Let me introduce you, the mighty warlord, this is the supreme leader of my Three Holy Baptist Church, the first seat of the Twelve Stones: Lord Ferrune."

Uglu looked at the Lord Ferrune, who had been respectfully invited out by Hattington. As a fifteenth-level berserk weapon master, he only needed one face to face and basically see the strength of others. When he stayed with Hattington, although he had never seen this guy make a move, every subtle movement between his gestures had the unique momentum of a powerful warrior, which made people can't help but tense their muscles and be vigilant in their hearts.

But this guy in front of him, Uglu didn't feel any strong temperament, he only felt very weird.

Ferrun is a middle-aged human male of medium stature, with a short light brown hair. The appearance is mediocre, without any impressive features. If there's one thing that Ferrun remembers about Uglu, it's the other party's dull eyes. It's not like a sapient creature with an independent mind at all, it's more like a lump of raw meat that can move around.

"Such a person is actually the supreme ruler of the Three Holy Baptist Churches? I really don't know what these demon worshippers are up to. Uglu didn't think so, but nodded reluctantly, saying hello to the first stone seat.

Ferrun responded to Uglu with a very mechanical motion, and then continued to remain dumbfounded.

Hadington didn't seem to see anything wrong with it, and he said to Uglo, "Night has fallen, and Lord Ferrun and I need to sneak into High Rock and do something...... Good night, mighty war warlord. I hope you have a good rest, because in four days, the decisive battle will be coming. ”

Uglu watched as the two demon worshippers stepped out of their tents. His eyes suddenly flickered, and now Faryn's back suddenly shrugged, as if there was a huge worm wriggling inside the black robe.

"Is it because you drank too much spirits?" He shook his head, leaving the little thing behind.

"Simple-minded orc ......" After stepping out of the tent, the corners of Hattington's mouth curled in a contemptuous arc. He glanced at Ferrun beside him and said to himself, "These green-skinned barbarians are slowly going to fight the Ferredonians for this cold and barren land." We, the Three Holy Baptist Churches, have an even greater purpose. But to achieve that goal, you have to kill Rob first. Antelo. That guy should have died many years ago. ”

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"Good night, Master Freeman! Today's battle is so exciting! ”

Gordon walked into the red boulder fortress in the moonlight, and the guards on both sides of the gate greeted him loudly. He nodded in return, then continued inside.

In the afternoon he attended a celebratory banquet. Although the conditions in wartime were average, there were no delicacies from the mountains and seas, and he could not drink, but the banquet experience was still quite pleasant - he could chat with his lovely sister, surrounded by simple soldiers who were full of respect for him, what was there to be dissatisfied?

After an afternoon's rest, Gordon felt that the fatigue accumulated in the past few days of burying the arcane reality had been swept away. But then, I had to get busy again.

Tonight, the Grand Guild convened its second military meeting since the start of the war to discuss the next strategy for dealing with the enemy. In particular, how to deal with the floating fortress will become the main topic of discussion for the top management. If you don't deal with that powerful weapon of the Three Holy Baptists, High Rock City won't be able to hold on for a long time.

Because half of the guards were transferred to join the city defense army, the red boulder fortress is now even more deserted, and there is no one to see for a long time. Gordon walked up the spiral staircase alone, his vultures on the ground to the rhythmic sound.

When he reached the fourth floor of the fortress, he saw a lady walking at the end of the corridor.

The Red Rock Fortress can be regarded as a pure man's world, except for Sheona, who lives next door to Gordon, and some servant women who are responsible for laundry and cooking, there are basically no other women. So Gordon glanced at the other party curiously.

He is now a Yaling.

Yaling, a race that is very rare in the main material realm. They are distant relatives of elves, but they have the blood of elves. In Ferretton, only the Great Wilderness to the west of High Rock Castle is home to the concentration of Yaling, and the building that retains the highest achievement of Yaling's magical art and swordsmanship: the Wilderness Snail Tower.

Gordon looked at Lady Yaling as she walked towards him. She has a slender stature, about the same height as an ordinary human woman, beautiful facial features, and skin as white as milk. She has long white hair that is naturally loose, and her body is tightly wrapped in a gauze-like garment, which is full of seduction, and her violet beautiful eyes ripple with an ethereal and natural atmosphere.

Not sensing the danger, Gordon politely nodded to the other party and said, "Good evening, Miss Yaling." ”

Yaling lives as long as the elf, and it is not easy to see the real age, so for the sake of Gordon's safety, he still calls each other "Miss".

With a smile and a smile, and even the natural taste of the wilderness in her breath, the Yaling woman glanced at Gordon and asked in a crisp and melodious voice, "Rob. Where does Antelo live? ”

In fact, Gordon had vaguely guessed that this beautiful Yaling woman had something to do with the Grand Duke. After all, with that adult's temper, even in the midst of war, there can be no shortage of women around him. However, when she asked where the Grand Duke lived, Gordon felt a little strange.

"Since it's the Grand Duke's woman, shouldn't you know where he lives?"

"The Grand Duke lives on the top floor, you can come with me, I will gladly lead the way with a beautiful lady like you." Gordon smiled, but at the same time secretly prepared for battle. (To be continued!)