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After the decision was made, the crowd dispersed. However, Gordon did not leave immediately, but after the people were gone, he stayed alone with Falia and told the story of the black dragon.

After listening to what Gordon had said, Ms. Bishop frowned tightly, rubbed her temples with her hands and walked up and down the tent, and after a long time, she said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You are doing the right thing to keep the matter of the black dragon secret. With demons chasing after them, it would be difficult to maintain people's hearts and morale if they let those people know that there was such a dangerous potential enemy. I can't do anything about it, I can only rely on the two of you. ”

With that, she waved her hand and told Gordon and Faria to leave, ready to leave.

Because he knew that there was a demon behind him desperately chasing after him, the team's progress today had improved a lot. However, due to the loss of a lot of mounts during the breakout, and the fact that there were all kinds of old, weak, women and children in the team, no matter how fast they were, it was impossible to pass the demon's march.

The only sustenance was to delay as much time as possible and wait for the reinforcements sent from the Far Frost Province to arrive.

Hurrying all the way, the human team finally reached a col at nightfall the next day. The wide, verdant Sivanan Gorge converges into a narrow pass, with an endless, narrow, meandering grassy field in front of it. The shoulder-length green and yellow weeds swayed in the evening wind, making a loud noise, and the surroundings were so quiet that there was no noise in the heart.

After another day of boring and stressful marching, the lush meadow finally disappeared. The terrain ahead looks like a pocket, and the cliffs on both sides abruptly separate to form a small open plain. In the history books, this place is known as the Folding Sword Plain.

The reconnaissance team led by Gordon soon learned the origin of the name. Fragments of broken and damaged weapons and armor can be seen everywhere. Upside down or half-hidden in the ground. After countless winds, frosts, rains and snow, the steel that was originally shining and sharp and killing people has long been corroded and lost its original brilliance. Gordon even suspected that with a single touch, the weapons would instantly turn into a handful of rusty powder and disappear with the wind.

This is where the Kingdom of Sedin fought with the pursuers. The silver dragon Dona Bellis fought a bloody battle with the black dragon Temodaros all the way, from the sky to the earth, and finally in the black spider cave near the Broken Sword Plains. Only then did the winner be decided.

Walking on the thin moonlight of the winter night, Gordon continued to move forward, and when he passed a dark and deep fork in the road on the left, he suddenly felt an unusual aura, and the silver dragon staff in his hand trembled slightly.

Faria and Gordon glanced at each other. The fangs of Dona Bellis on her back also showed a strange shape. The blade wrapped in coarse cloth emitted a low beep, as if it was ready for battle.

"If you're right. This side path leads all the way to the Black Spider Cave. That is, the sleeping nest of Temodalus. Gordon said in a low voice.

Faria nodded, silent, and didn't say anything.

Although the Folding Sword Plain is known as the "plain", it is known as the granary of the empire, which is inhabited by millions of people and has more than a dozen cities, large and small. There's nothing more appropriate than calling it a canyon clearing. After galloping for an hour, the reconnaissance team led by Gordon came to the other side of the plain.

It's just this narrow pass. Only allowed Gordon to advance three hundred meters.

"It's an unexpected nuisance." Gordon smiled wryly as he looked at the road in front of him, which was completely blocked by boulders and dirt. And the other people around him also had ugly faces.

"Sir Polivich, is there any record of this landslide?" Gordon asked.

Sir Polivich, who is known as a jack-of-all-trades on the ancient road, could only shake his head helplessly at this time, revealing an expression that was almost crying: "Baron Freeman, I can only regret to say that this was an accident. In nearly a thousand years, we were among the first to re-enter the ancient path, and it is impossible to know what was born on this isolated road. ”

This history buff raised his head and frowned, thought for a moment, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "That's right! In the year 589, which was named by astrologers as the year of earth movement, there was a great earthquake in the Cold Mist Mountains, and the collapse in front of it should have been formed at that time. ”

"Even if the reason is found, what is there to be happy about? The road ahead is blocked and we have nowhere to go. "Bernie, the barbarian warrior, doesn't have a good breath.

As soon as he spoke, everyone's mood immediately sank to the valley.

Everyone knows what they're going to face next.

Humans have nowhere to escape, so they can only fight to the death with demons.

When the reconnaissance team broke the news to Ms. Bishop, this strong warrior who had successfully led more than a thousand humans to escape from the demonic pursuit to this day only nodded expressionlessly and said, "After resting in place for an hour and holding a combat meeting, immediately start building fortifications." Men, women and children, both high and low, must contribute! ”

This time, it can be said that the operational meeting, which was held in an atmosphere of despair, ended quickly. Because there is nothing to argue about, everyone knows what can be done and what should be done. However, due to the difference in personal willpower, each person's expression is different at the meeting.

Dorne was still the prodigal nobleman who had my own way when the sky fell, but as he crossed his arms and listened, his eyes flashed with a spark of wisdom, as if he was considering something.

Viscount Curtis and the three Lambitoni brothers, who were nobles from martial arts, complained about their bad luck, but their faces were as resolute as steel, and they listened carefully to the orders handed down by Ms. Bishop, and gave their opinions about the upcoming battle.

Gordon knew that these warriors, who had inherited the fine military traditions of Ferreton since its founding, would fight until the last moment, and would always pursue victory and honor until the flame of life was extinguished.

As for a nobleman like Viscount Angelo, although he is pampered on weekdays, he has a devout belief in the dragon god, so although his face is a little ugly, his hands have been shaking since he learned that the road was blocked and he could not move forward. But he finally took over the task assigned by Ms. Bishop and did not flinch.

Ironically, Earl Thompson, who had to compete with Ms. Bishop at every turn, did not attend the war meeting at all this time. He and a few nobles who walked closest to him did not know where to disappear.

According to estimates, the demon army will arrive at the Folding Sword Plain in the second half of the night, around four o'clock in the morning. If you're lucky, you'll be able to fend off the first wave of attacks and usher in the dawn. Then humanity will be able to get a daytime respite again.

On the way yesterday, Ms. Bishop had already received a message from the garrison of the Far Frost Province, the Winterclaw Legion. The vanguard of reinforcements has arrived at the hunting camp burned to the ground by demons. In the event of a rapid march, it would take two days at most to be able to join them.

The news is like doping. The hearts of this group of demoralized fugitives were lifted, as if they saw the hope of leaving this stretch of mountains alive.

But under the attack of the demons. Two days. But it's a long, long time.

However, there is also some good news that is better than nothing, which can increase the probability of victory on the human side.

The place where Ms. Bishop chose to build the defensive line was a gourd-like terrain. Demons have to pass through the relatively wide plains of guò and enter narrow passes before they can attack humans. The narrow terrain makes it impossible for demons to deploy large forces. In this way, their numerical superiority will be greatly reduced.

And at the end of the battle meeting, Dorne had a reluctant look on his face. He took out a strange staff of earthy yellow color from his dimensional pouch.

"This is the 'Architect's Staff', which stores five geokinetic techniques, ten stone shaping techniques, five advanced stone shaping techniques, ten stone wall techniques, ten fossils into mud, and ten mud stones. With it, we can build a strong fortification in a very short time. ”

Gordon estimated that this staff, which stored so many spells, was worth at least eight thousand gold coins, and it was extremely difficult to make zuò. I'm afraid that Dorne kept this staff for the purpose of building a castle or mage tower for himself in the future. Now at the moment of crisis, he has to contribute, which must be quite painful.

However, these pre-war preparations had little to do with Gordon. He and Phalia had another thing to do—tonight, when they agreed to meet up with Cypstein.

"You and Faria go quickly. I hope you two can come back as much as you can, and maybe you can help. Before leaving, Ms. Bishop said.

"If we complete the task of killing the black dragon, we may be able to bring you an unexpected reinforcement." Gordon said.

"What do you mean by that, are they the spirits of the undead of the Kingdom of Sedin? I remember that there were only forty-eight Thunder Breath Guards in your mouth. They don't seem to be of much help in the face of an army of demons. Ms. Bishop smiled self-deprecatingly, "You're not worried that I, an old woman, won't survive, so you're telling some nice lies to comfort me?" ”

"Of course not. I'm not 100% sure about this, but I'm not lying to you. Gordon raised the Silver Dragon Staff and placed it on his chest in a mage salute, "Anyway, please wait for our good news." ”

"Good luck to you. May the wings of Bahamut dispel darkness for you. Ms. Bishop patted Gordon and Faria on the shoulders, respectively.

After saying goodbye to Ms. Bishop, Gordon found his sister Sheona. He took out a few bottles of magic potions from the dimensional bag and handed them to her: "Sister, I have a very important matter, which can even be said to be related to the life and death of more than a thousand people, and I want to hand it over to you. ”

Looking at Gordon's solemn expression, Xie Ona nodded involuntarily.

"Brother, if you say something, I will do my best."

Looking at his sister's eyes like black pearls, Gordon said, "You must keep an eye on Burdisso. Baratheon. There is a good chance that he is a spy of the devil. Now that the war is imminent, if he secretly destroys and cooperates with the demons, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Gordon pointed to a milky white magic potion in Xie Ona's hand, and said, "You have to take special care of this mechanical mind potion. There is a very powerful succubus in the demon army. You know, the Succubus is a master at manipulating people's minds, and maybe she'll give Burdisso some mental spell items or abilities. You have to be careful. ”

"Got it, brother." Xie Ona nodded vigorously.

Gordon took out a few more spell scrolls and handed them to Sheona: "You give these scrolls to Bivis." He's been in charge of spying on Burdisso these days, and should have a relatively clear understanding of that guy. You can ask him to help. That should be fine. ”

After saying goodbye to their sister, Gordon and Faria quietly left the army on foot. Return the way you came.

The two of them once again came to the fork in the road they had just passed, and a cold wind blew from the darkness, making them shrink their necks.

"It's finally here, two."

A dark green shadow emerged from the rock wall in front of him, and floated in front of Gordon.

"Septic Strongin."

Immediately afterward, a total of forty-eight heavily armed Thunder Breath Guard soldiers also appeared in the darkness of the night. Although he knew that they were comrades-in-arms who fought side by side with him, in this empty night, encountering so many undead at once still made Gordon's heart a little hairy.

"You're in a bit of a bad situation." The old mage looked into the distance. At the pass of the Folding Sword Plain, it was a brightly lit and hot scene at this time. After a short break, almost all the men were mobilized to build the fortifications. Prepare for the onslaught of demons.

"You already knew."

The ghosts of Cypustin and the Thunderbolt Guard have lived on the Ancient Path for nearly a thousand years. I must have known that the road had been blocked by the earthquake.

"What if you know? Even if I sue you for this information. Will you be able to turn your horse's head and return? At that pass, it is the best terrain for defensive battles. You have no choice but to fight the demons there in order to have the best chance of victory. ”

Cypstine habitually touched his long beard and said to Gordon, "Time here is also urgent. According to my calculations, the black dragon will most likely wake up in the second half of the night. We also need to hurry. ”

"It's really all piled up." Gordon sighed. I couldn't help but complain.

"Alright, young man, let's take what you ordered first." Cypstine snapped his fingers and summoned a ball of illuminated light. He pointed to a withered tree trunk not far away. On the edge of the trunk. Neatly stacked were six huge metal arrows three meters long.

"By the way, what about Harford and Farlohyde?" Gordon asked. The halfling brothers had worked tirelessly to help him forge six huge silver dragon steel arrows, and he couldn't thank him personally.

Gordon's words made the faces of Cypustin and the Thunder Guard sink. After a moment of silence, the old mage said with a hint of sadness: "The little man has been summoned by the dragon god and entered the kingdom of the gods......

Gordon's face changed. Although they only got along for a short night, he still had a good impression of the halfling brothers who shared the same body. I didn't expect that the two of them hadn't seen each other for a few days, and such a thing happened.

However, when the teeth of Dona Bellis were forged that night, the body of the halfling had a problem. They have lived for almost a thousand years, and even if they use various spells to prolong their lifespan, they are not gods after all, they cannot live forever, and their physical condition is like a candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

The death of the halfling brother made Gordon a little sad, but not surprised.

"I've known that Harford and Farohhide are getting worse, but they've been able to build these six arrows for you. Hopefully, you'll be able to put them to good use. Sepustin said.

Gordon nodded silently, walked over, and then cast a shrinkage technique, reducing the six huge silver dragon steel arrows to their normal size.

After loading the arrows into the quiver prepared in advance, Gordon said, "Let's go out." ”

……

"Stop! Rest...... An hour! Balor raised his hand and made a stop gesture, and with his command, the advancing demon army that was constantly churning like a dark red wave immediately stood up. He wasn't quite familiar with the timekeeping method of the main material realm, so Barlow Flame Demon paused slightly when he said "one hour".

At this time, this demon army had already entered the entrance of the Broken Sword Plain, and some demons with a keen sense of smell were already able to smell the human scent drifting with the night wind. They snorted, their scarlet mouths wide open, dripping with foul-smelling saliva.

After giving the order to rest, the fire demon Grondal took out a fishy iron pot from his waist pocket. It placed the iron pot on the ground and recited the incantation in the abyssal language.

After a while, with the syllables that floated in the air and were full of magical power, the iron pot bloomed with a strange light, and countless pieces of flesh and bones stained with wet blood gushed out from the mouth of the pot and fell to the ground in all directions.

"Enjoy, my soldiers! When you've had your fill, you'll tear my enemies apart for me! With a wave of his hand, the hungry demons immediately pounced, feasting on the fresh, bloody food provided by the iron pot.

This iron pot is a magic item specially made by the demon lord Dimodo for this military operation in the main material world, and its main role is to provide food for the demons to maintain their combat effectiveness.

In the abyss, the demons have almost no concept of "logistics". The demons' food source is usually defeated enemies or even weakened and wounded comrades. Demon Commanders are used to this kind of thing, and they don't find it strange. There are a huge number of anti-demons, even if they kill each other, it doesn't matter.

However, due to the limitations of the space barrier, the number of demons entering the main material realm this time is limited, so the problem of logistics and supply must be considered. The humans and other beasts that were killed along the way were a drop in the bucket for demons with huge appetites.

It is already under the suppression power brought by the plane, and if it can't even satisfy its appetite, the combat effectiveness of this demon army really can't be guaranteed.

This iron pot filled with ** bloody and fishy food can be used three times in total. This is the second time that the Barlow Flame Demon has been used. After a rapid march and before the attack, it is the basic essence of the commander to give his soldiers a full meal and be in the best condition.

"I didn't expect this stupid big guy to command well now." The succubus heart path standing not far from the fire demon Grondall. (To be continued!)