There was no difference between this morning and half a month - probably the only difference was that there was a war, the Vigians surrounded the place, and the military blockade meant that they could not leave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Billivar paid little attention to the affairs of the east, and he did not know why the fort was forcibly dismantled into two parts. There were also two walls in between, so that the fort was almost—no, it had become two forts.

Just as he did not know the reason for the division of East and West Sagecher, he did not know why the Virgians were besieging the city.

But he doesn't care, he's no different from the walking dead.

On the contrary, the trafficker was in a hurry - for each additional day he had to pay for the house, and of course, the stables where the slaves lived.

The war seemed to be over for a while, so the traffickers simply took the car that made Billivar's heartache - it was twice as empty as it was half a month ago, and went to the center of the city to set up a stall, and he took him every time in order to ask Billivar about the price.

Of course, in order to take revenge on this greedy fellow, he usually said that things were worth ten times less, or even twenty times less.

Swadia antiques! Come and take a look, pick one! The big one is eight dinars, and the small one is only five dinars! And jewelry necklaces, twenty dinars a piece!"

At this moment, a young man who changed Billivar's life appeared—he looked well-dressed, but his face was also a dead mess—exactly like Billivar is now.

He walked through the downtown with his head down, and the noise around him didn't seem to have anything to do with him. Suddenly, Billivar spotted him, he raised his head and looked at this young man of Kujit who had the same expression as him, and not only was he a little curious, but what trouble could such a richly dressed young man have?

The trafficker noticed Billivar's gaze, and looked over to where his gaze had rested, and he walked over and pulled the young man over, as if they were in the habit of being familiar in all trades, "Oh, my noble sir, what is it that makes you so depressed, does the girl you are after have a heart?"

It seems that it is a pity that this guy does not become a salesman, "You see, the Swadia noble jewelry, only twenty dinars, buy one and give it to that girl, she will definitely treat you differently." ”

The young man looked at the pieces for a moment, then pointed to a barrel on the cart and asked, "What's that?"

"Some black water, used to press the car. ”

"Black water?" the young man muttered, "open the lid and let me see."

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"No, it smells terrible, and I guess it's better not to look at it. ”

"If you open it, open it, what's wordy?

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"Well, my sir. ”

The trafficker opened the lid, and inside was some pure black liquid, which appeared to be somewhat viscous.

Billivar saw the young man's brow furrow, "How much?" he asked

"I mean this jewelry, plus this bucket of things?"

"Hmm? twenty-five dinars. ”

"It's thirty dinars, and I want to buy you a message. ”

The traffickers looked at the young man expectantly, what news is so expensive!

Where did you get this bucket of stuff?"

The trafficker looked at Billivar pleadingly, kicked him lightly at his feet, and whispered, "I'll go back and get you some food in the evening." ”

Billivar didn't really want to eat or anything, he had no desire now, which was a sign of his frustration after becoming a slave, but the appearance of this young man made him very curious.

He answered his question: "In a, ahem, 'deserted' tomb, the walls were completely cracked, and these things flowed all over the ground, and I found that I could burn them, and I thought it was something good, so I took a large bucket." ”

"Where's the tomb?"

"Oh, I can't remember, it's probably Aberon near Ebrun, in central Svadia" He was afraid that the young man from Kugit opposite would not know where, and repeated it again.

Then, the young man on the other side seemed a little disappointed, "The doorman who sent these things to the City Lord's Mansion, I will pay you another dinar."

He hurriedly turned around and prepared to leave, when suddenly, he remembered something, and turned back to instruct.

"Remember, let them hand it over to me, my name is Zhang Yang. ”

Just kidding, don't bring such a playful person! Such a difficult task made Zhang Yang's favorability towards this Lord of Akull suddenly fall to a negative value.

Even if he was really a wizard, he probably couldn't do anything about it. He didn't know how many Vigians there were, but he knew that if these people stood in a row from beginning to end and let him kill, he would not be able to kill them until he was weak.

However, looking at the appearance of that Aguer, if he doesn't agree to him, it seems that he will immediately become a so-called imposter and then ** off.

"My lord, leave everything to me. "He had to take this matter first, and then he should think about it in the long run, after all, it was important to save his life.

"Yes, a wizard indeed!" said Akull. He also thought that Zhang Yang would refuse, but it turned out that Zhang Yang actually agreed, which was really beyond his expectations.

"I don't know, is the wizard going to summon a dragon and crush the Vigians beneath the city to slag, or is he going to use a powerful spell to make the walls ten times taller—to discourage them?"

Today, the doorman of the castle is very strange, their wizard ran out in despair, and after a while he ran back happily, and sure enough, he was a mysterious wizard, it was really weird.

Then, they encountered even more strange things, first a guy dressed as a human trafficker, saying that there was something to bring to a young man named Zhang Yang, which was a big bucket with an unknown content, and a jewelry box.

After a while, a few more masons came to a young man named Zhang Yang, saying that he had sent him the plaster he had bought.

They all know that Zhang Yang is the wizard gentleman.

"Wizard, it's really mysterious. They used honorifics to express their admiration and admiration for Zhang Yang.

......: "Who would dare to have contact with the Kugit military now? Isn't this looking for death? This is the territory of Virgia soon."

"My lord, what's wrong with the Virgians?

"They must be brewing something, and I suddenly had a bad feeling. "The only person who can be called an adult by the masked man here seems to be the lord Nayan Aguer.

"My lord, there is another problem with the mask, I don't know whether to say it or not. ”

"Say, my general. Nayan Agull patted the masked man's shoulder. "We've been brothers since we were kids, and there's never anything to say. ”

"Isn't the task you assigned to that kid too difficult?"

"Nope. Nayan Aguer said. "I didn't expect him to do it at all. ”

"This?" the masked man froze. Haha, at this point, you are just not as good as me, employing people. Nayan Aguer was very casual in front of his cronies, and he actually laughed out loud.

"Please make it clear to you."

"If you follow your investigation, there is no doubt that the kid must be a wizard, but he may not be very powerful. Wizards must be strong and weak, and if he is not very strong, wouldn't it be too much of a loss for us to spend too much money on him?"

He went on again, "We don't need a wizard who is too strong, as long as there is one who supports the scene, after all, our military and political achievements are very outstanding, and the Khan will not oppose us with a wizard because of the existence of that person." ”

"We are going to give him a test that he can't complete at all, and that is to knock him and make him realize that he doesn't have a high status with us, so that we can buy him with a lot of effort. ”

"Your Excellency is really wise," the masked man suddenly realized, but suddenly remembered something. "But what about those Virgians out there?"

"General Patrick is already on his way with seven of Halma's corps, three of which are Uruzdaq corps, and they are scheduled to arrive tomorrow morning, and I think that this fort will not be able to hold out tomorrow day, although it has only this number of men. Langritte leaned against the wall of the gatehouse, dozing slightly, the Virgians did not know what they were doing, and had given up the good time of three to five o'clock in the afternoon to attack—at that time, there was no sun, and it was a time of great energy, and now that it was almost dark, Langerritt even felt that the Virgians would not come to-day.

"Oh no, Captain, the Virgians are attacking, they're all coming in our direction! ”

He walked over to the gap used by the crossbowmen and looked out. It was nearly dusk, and it was a little dark outside, but there were still faint patches of Virgians, who were like a dark cloud in the night that could overwhelm everything, and now, this dark cloud was pressed against the walls of South Sagiche.

Wait, what is that?—and in the distance, there was a row of wooden trebuchets!

Langritte knew this horrible thing, and his mercenary group had seen this kind of human murder weapon with their own eyes when they were on a mission in Nord.

It is six meters high, four meters wide, and has a boom five meters long, and can throw round stones with a diameter of 60 centimeters.

The value of the existence of this kind of thing is not to kill, but to be a powerful deterrent, and no soldier in any army can imagine that such a big stone will fall on him.

That's a nightmare! And if there are too many people who have nightmares, morale will drop sharply, and equally, combat effectiveness will also drop sharply.

There were four trebuchets in the city, all of which had been bought from Nord at a high price, but there were thirty outside!

"Captain, Lord Lord, and Lord Mask have arrived. "A soldier who was not his original deployment walked in.

"Mr. Captain, can you briefly describe to us what's going on here?" said the masked man impatiently as he walked in.

"I think we're in trouble, the Virgians have trebuchets - more than thirty of them. ”

"Trebuchets!" said Akrère, incredulously, how could it be? so that his plans for reinforcements would have been utterly aborted—with these trebuchets, the Virgians would be able to climb the walls to-night.

"My lord, what should I do?" the masked man knew the plan, and he looked at the lord with some concern.

It's a pity that the lord himself is already anxious, and he can't answer his question.

At this time, a herald ran in

-- Zhang Yang asked to see him.

What is he here for? Shouldn't he be distressed that he can't complete his mission? Could this kid really have the ability to summon dragons or raise walls tenfold?"

"Let him in. ”

"My lord, I have heard that the enemy has attacked, and I am ready, and you can see my proof—it will be the greatest proof of history. ”

"Oh, you brought a dragon, where is he now, is he in heaven?"

No, no, my lord, I've had people carry them, and it will be interesting to launch them into the enemy camp by catapults. ”

"What's that?" At this time, even the masked man had a strong curiosity.

Zhang Yang was confident at this time, but he wanted to take revenge on these two guys, pretending to be mysterious, "You look carefully, you will know in a while." ”

After a while, several black masses of something flew up from the city and landed in the most densely populated areas of the enemy, making a sound that seemed to be piercing a leather bag filled with air.

There was a "bang!" and the ground burned. The burning surface is only a circle with a diameter of one meter. A few soldiers who had the misfortune to be burned with their clothes burning, screaming, and rolling on the ground, and the surrounding soldiers avoided them, this time only burning the single digits of soldiers in the enemy ranks.

In an army of more than 800 people, these people are like a few small waves on the sea.

"Damn boy, are you kidding us? This is a price!" The masked man was enraged, and actually pulled out the scimitar in his hand at Zhang Yang, the dark blue blade was quenched with poison, only two centimeters away from Zhang Yang's neck.

As long as he strokes lightly, even if he can't cut Zhang Yang's major artery, Zhang Yang will be poisoned and killed.

Zhang Yang didn't seem to be afraid, and looked at him with some playfulness.

My lord, I want to say, what then, you, you better look at this. Langerritt said incoherently.

The masked man turned around and saw the most memorable scene of his life, a Virgian soldier, hurriedly bringing a bucket of water from behind and pouring it on a poor compatriot whose clothes were burning on the ground.

The flames seemed to be activated, first weaker, and then suddenly as if they exploded, and the flames instantly expanded, encompassing a large group of people around them, and nearly twenty Vegia soldiers were swept into the flames.

With four trebuchets, they continued to throw black objects into the Vigian army under the city, and the Viggia army was lit one flaming lotus after another.

It's fine to let these flames expand slowly, but if a daredevil does water on them, they will suddenly erupt, like the unquenchable flames from the devil.

In fact, there were not many Virgians who were actually burned to death, but the impact of this hellish scene was not something that these ordinary soldiers could endure. Many people shouted "Devil!" while running back, and even knocked over many of their own people.

Fear is contagious, and this time it spreads especially quickly, a person's escape leads to the escape of a squad, and the escape of a squad leads a large group of people to escape, and the power of example is infinite. By the time the entire Virgian army had gone mad and run backwards, the battle was over.

"What's that?" asked Nayan Aguer to Zhang Yang with an expressionless face. It seems that when he saw that scene just now, he had used up all the expressions of his life.

"In our place, this thing is called Greek fire. ”