In the dark night, the majestic rain fell wildly, and the majestic Western Fortress revealed its majestic city walls in the dim light.

In the darkness, except for the patrol soldiers who walked back and forth from time to time, making a neat "stampede" sound, there was silence inside and outside the fortress.

After three days of fierce fighting, after frantically carrying supplies, desperately pouring fire oil under the city walls, rolling wood, and firing huge arrows, the soldiers who could only stabilize the situation were already exhausted. After a big meal, most of the soldiers, except for the patrolmen, had already fallen asleep.

At this time, in the depths of the fortress, in an underground secret room.

In the dim light, the sad face of Old Barton was revealed, and Al was sitting opposite Old Barton, looking intently at the materials in his hand.

With the sound of flipping through the pages, Al's eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and he looked at the general situation of the materials that Old Barton brought over, and the information showed that the consumption of materials in the past few days was a little scary.

Most of all the armaments were consumed, and it was only in the past few days that the number of casualties among the soldiers had dropped to only a hundred deaths, which soothed Al's frowning brows.

Looking at Al's furrowed eyebrows, Old Barton said with some complaints:

"The consumption of bows and arrows has reached 7 percent, and the consumption of giant steel arrows is even worse, reaching 8 percent of the cordon.

As for the defensive materials such as fire oil, rolling stones, and sassal wood, fifty percent of them were also consumed."

If this continues, the fortress will last for a maximum of 7 days, and then it will have to be filled with human lives.

Al didn't speak, his cheeks tense, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the tabletop, making a crisp "pop" sound.

"Tell me to go down, carry out all the last material reserves, and implement the beheading plan at noon tomorrow, as for Teacher Winnie's side, I will determine the time with her."

"Okay, then I'll start preparing now, and I'll draw up a group of troops to deal with tomorrow's plan." Old Barton said in a deep voice.

Half a ring, after finalizing the details, with a "bang" of the door, the figure in the secret room dissipated and returned to darkness, only a dim candle flame flickering faintly in the darkness.

......

"Boom", with a scream in the air, a sharp wooden spear whistled and shot towards the city wall.

"", the squad leader kicked away the soldier who was standing there in a daze, and then yelled, "Lie down, all TM lie down for me."

As soon as the words fell, the screaming sound continued, and countless wooden spears were pushed by the strong force, whistling and shooting towards the city wall, except for a few recruits who were not in a hurry to dodge and were shot into hedgehogs on the spot, most of them were in the roar of the squad leader, skillfully bent down and hid, and later, after the screaming disappeared, they quickly drilled out and continued to attack the tide of beasts below.

"Bang", after pushing a heavy log down, taking advantage of the respite, the squad leader spat and shouted at the officer next door: "Damn, what do you think from above, take those elite soldiers away and send me these recruits".

"Just be happy, you still have half of the veterans, and I'm scared of nearly two-thirds of the veterans," replied the officer next door, breathlessly.

As they talked, the air became colder and colder.

Deep in the fortress, in an open-air square, a huge triangular magic array shone with pale white light and began to slowly emerge, and the silver mage Winnie was standing alone in the center of the magic array, beginning to debug.

In front of her, a scroll with an icy aura and dense golden patterns was slowly floating in the center of the magic circle.

Behind the fortress gate, a thousand heavy cavalrymen in black heavy armor all over their bodies, including their horses, silently checked their equipment, waiting for orders, and behind them were 10,000 carefully selected and heavily armed elite soldiers.

At this moment, Al was at the back of them, riding on a red and wide horse, covered with a layer of soft armor, and the old Barton and a dozen first-order professionals around him were firmly surrounded by him.

I don't know how long it took, "dong dong dong", with the dull footsteps sounding again, the mountain giant finally came to the front of the fortress at this point in time according to the law observed in the past few days.

And at this moment, a signal was also sent from the city walls.

Looking at the signal sent from the city wall, a trace of cold light lit up in Al's fingertips, flying in the air with the stroke of Al's fingertips, and finally condensed into a white ball of light and flew away in the direction of Teacher Winnie.

Communication: A general spell for the mage, which briefly compresses the information he wants to say into a ball of light, and then the ball of light will fly to the breath being according to the breath left by the caster.

The only downside is that the distance is flawed and you can't go too far.

Looking at the ball of light flying at great speed, Winnie stretched out her white palm, and the ball of light quickly fell into Winnie's palm, and then flashed, and after the message was transmitted, it dissipated without a trace.

"Is it finally about to start", Winnie whispered, the light in her hand flashed, and a staff with a light blue color appeared in her hand, holding the staff lightly with both hands, taking a deep breath, with a solemn expression, and began to slowly recite the mysterious spell.

"Has it begun?" Feeling the ice elemental in the air quickly converging towards the depths of the fortress, Al felt something, tilted his head to look in Winnie's direction, and said slowly.

"Ready to open the gates," Al said, leaning sideways, to Old Barton.

"Yes"

In the square, with the sound of Winnie's muffled incantation, a trace of ice elements visible to the naked eye quickly gathered together, slowly dancing according to some mysterious trajectory, and the scroll in the center also seemed to echo, emitting a faint light.

Among them, the gold-colored pattern densely covered with scrolls is even more brilliant, as if it has been cast in gold, and the pattern begins to gradually brighten.

And the surroundings are already icy and snowy.

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