Ron picked up his mug, it was the first time he had drunk from such a large wine glass, and it was a strange feeling.

The preciousness of longan wine is definitely not only reflected in the gorgeous packaging, the cool liquor is at the moment of entry, like a fragrant ice cube slowly melting on the tip of the tongue, and the sweet fragrance instantly spreads in the mouth, but when the wine is down, the original cold energy volatilizes, like swallowing a flame, and the scorching strength instantly spreads to the limbs, Ron feels that the whole person is refreshed, and the tiredness after a busy day has been dispelled a lot.

"What a good wine!" Ron couldn't help but exclaim, and the idea of wanting to drink the glass of wine even came to his mind. This longan wine can be said to taste better than any kind of wine he had drunk in his previous life, but Ron also knows that this kind of good wine cannot be drunk in a sip, and only by tasting it in one sip can he maximize the enjoyment of this fine wine.

"Longan wine, even in the Westhale Empire, it is difficult to buy it now, and I can be regarded as taking advantage of you. Merial gently placed the mug on the table: "If you have anything to say, just say it." ”

"Good. Ron also sat up straight, and now the two of them were not like friends who had fought together, but more like opponents who sat down to negotiate: "What do you think about the situation in this battle?"

"Very pessimistic. Meria said without hesitation: "If Will can find reinforcements, then we still have the strength to wrestle with the enemy, with our little city defense strength, once the enemy's forces have a crushing advantage, then we have no chance of winning at all." ”

"Of course, your analysis at that time also made sense, but this kind of gambling by psychological games is really too risky, as a soldier, things on the battlefield, you must have detailed information, and you must accurately grasp the decision, I don't like this feeling of gambling on life. Meria's voice was low: "But at that time, there was really no other way but to come to Yod Town. ”

Ron nodded, and accepted Meria's reply, "Meria, I was left in the army by you as a 'magician', I want to know, what should my specific position in the army say, what is the relationship between you and me?"

Meria paused for a moment, he didn't expect that Ron would ask such a question, even if it is two men and women in an ambiguous period, since Ron and Will entered the team, due to Ron's identity as a "magician", although Ron does not have a specific official position in the army of the Principality of Noah, but the soldiers subconsciously respect Ron very much, coupled with the invention of gunpowder, as well as today's lesson on how to effectively kill the enemy, now Ron's prestige in the army is definitely not lower than Merial.

Meria realized the gravity of the situation, an army, a neat team, the command of the entire army must have only one voice, which is why Ron came to him today.

Seeing the ever-changing look on Merial's face, Ron coughed lightly, and then smiled: "Just now in the city, there was a fireball that exploded in the sky, you should know." ”

Merial slammed her gaze to Ron, and seeing the smile that appeared on Ron's lips, Meria's heartbeat suddenly skipped half a beat.

"The magicians of the city, are you—" Merial was surprised.

Ron nodded, and felt the wonderful taste of the dragon's eye wine again: "Actually, I didn't have a long time to become a magician, this time the rout of Hamp City, many troops have been disrupted, of course, in this team, you are still the real commander, I also need to have a place to prove myself." Our partnership can be continued. ”

Meria glanced at Ron, indeed, according to Ron's prestige in the army in Yoder Town now, if he really puts forward different opinions in public, it will definitely have a certain impact on the unity of the team, and Ron came to talk to him tonight, which is enough to prove the sincerity of this mysterious magician.

"You have your own secrets, and I have my own secrets, but our goal is to survive in this chaotic corridor of death, the chaotic times are the place where heroes prove their abilities, I can see that you don't want to be so mediocre forever, in this case, then let's prove ourselves from this battle with the Berus. A confident smile appeared on Ron's face: "This kind of matchup with a huge disparity in strength, although our odds of winning are very low, it doesn't mean that there is no chance." ”

"I admit your words, enough to convince me. Meria smiled helplessly: "Do you know, negotiating with someone like you is really a very hard thing, and I haven't said a word." ”

Ron shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, in the game industry in the previous life, he also had a lot of comparisons with others at the negotiating table, and sometimes, when others were thinking and depressed, adding a handful of fierce material, the results were often very good.

"Our cooperation can go on forever, and I will report your identity to the military, just say that you are my adjutant. Meria said in a deep voice: "This kind of request, if there is no accident, the superiors will generally not reject it. If there is any problem in military affairs, I will discuss it with you, but there can only be one authority in the army, and I hope you can understand this. ”

"Of course. Ron held up the mug in his hand, "Now that things have been settled, should we touch a glass?"

The corners of Meria's mouth twitched: "Do you know that in the Deathfjord, clinking glasses means drinking all the wine in the glass? This longan wine is delicious, but it has a lot of stamina, and if you go down to this big glass, you will definitely not be able to get up tomorrow morning." ”

Ron touched his nose a little embarrassed, he didn't think about it so much when he was pouring the wine just now, and now in this situation, should he pour all the wine back into the glass? Looking at the small bottle mouth that didn't match the mug at all, Ron couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Oooo

Hurried footsteps suddenly came from the top of the staircase, a dull and short sound, clearly the sound of a soldier's boots on a plank.

"Come on, I can't drink this wine. Meria got up from her stool: "Something must have happened." ”

Meria walked quickly to the door, opened the door, a soldier dressed in rough air ran up from downstairs, Meria's eyelids jumped, this soldier is the sentry he arranged on the battlements today, looking at his appearance, there must be something wrong.

The sentry didn't notice the bottle on the table, took two deep breaths, and the sentry calmed his rapid breath.

"Lord Meria, Lord Ron, on the great plains east of the city, there are a large number of Beru troops. ”

Merial and Ron couldn't help but glance at each other, and they could both see the surprise in each other's eyes.

"How many people are here, can you see clearly?"

The sentry shook his head: "The torches on the battlements don't shine that far, but with the help of the moonlight, the subordinates can get a rough idea, and the Belu army outside-"

The sentry hesitated, then whispered.

"Too many to count!"