"!" exclaimed Vernal, cautiously leaning out of the iron gate as the shooting stopped, and there was nothing but white snow under the gate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He casually picked up the sentry's telescope and looked at the other side of the Longyan Bridge, before the winding mountain road was blocked by the peak, there was a small section of snow that had been tamped, obviously caused by the trampling of the army. "Better not him. Weiner muttered worriedly, risking his entire body exposed, and a rain of arrows appeared out of thin air, and even though he had been prepared, the sudden attack nearly killed him.

"Cynthia, lock this door! Hurry back and tell Lavalen that Aleister is coming!" shouted Venal, who was lying under the battlements.

"What about you?"

"They're going to climb up to the top of the city, and I'm going to have to stay here and delay them as much as I can, and I'll have to lock the door on the other side. Hurry up!, tell Lavalen that Aleister Mathers is here!" Weiner roared hoarsely, and the bruises on his neck could be seen bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Cynthia hadn't seen any enemies outside the city, and she hadn't heard anything of Aleister Mathers, but judging from Weiner's performance, there was probably not much chance of winning this battle. As for Weiner, who insisted on staying alone, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see each other again. "If the city is lost, it will be lost, and my life will be saved! I am waiting to tell you about life as a princess." Cynthia glanced at Bernie's corpse and then looked at Weiner affectionately, closing the iron door with all her might.

"Bang, bang!!" came the sound of a reinforced crossbow firing from under the city gate, and the hooked crossbow arrows with iron chains tied to the end tore through the air, whistling towards the corridor, and hanging firmly on the battlement. Weiner hid under the battlements and crawled between the corpses, he didn't dare to expose it anymore, if his judgment was correct - of course he knew that he was right, after all, the magicians with such powerful mana on the entire continent could be counted on one hand - under the stealth spell of Alest, there may be an army of thousands of people hidden under the stealth spell of Alestri, including many strong swordsmen with average individual combat ability close to extreme, if there happened to be a few elven rangers there, then any of his accidental exposure could cause him to turn into corpses.

Vernal had barely climbed a little more than halfway before the leading enemy climbed up the corridor with hooks and ropes, dressed in gray and tight-fitting leather suits, with swords, daggers, and quivers at their waists, and bows and shields on their backs. Weiner didn't even have to look at the coat of arms on their chests, and he could recognize them from the Sixth Corps scouts just by their equipment.

"******, O'Brien's bastards have made things bigger. Weiner cursed under his breath. The scouts of the Sixth Corps climbed up the corridor, which proved that there were still 400 heavy cavalry, 600 archers, and 2,000 halberd and axe infantry soldiers lined up outside the city gates. Not to mention the two sword-wielding swordsmen and an undetermined number of other legions, a single Sixth Corps would be enough to wipe out Lavalen's forces three or five times. Weiner somewhat regretted letting Euan take the main force, although he swore to Euan at the time that there would be no problem with Ice's Rest Castle, but who would have thought that the O'Brien family's face was so big that even Alettes would run out and intervene?

There were probably more than a dozen people in the scout team of the Sixth Corps who boarded the corridor, and until they established themselves in the corridor, no one found Weiner lying in the corpse and pretending to be dead.

"Team 2 is going to open the west door, and the others are coming with me!" ordered a husky male voice, possibly from an officer, and the scout team moved quickly. Weinalmer counted seven men running past him, and one stepping on himself. They made a beeline for the eastern winch room, where the door was open as Bernie led the dragon-raiders to the corridor. Weiner calculated in his heart, he knew that the Sixth Corps was on two completely different levels from the miscellaneous soldiers he had killed before, and even if he relied on sneak attacks to take the lead, his current state would not be able to easily defeat the eight scouts, and with Cynthia's running speed, Lavalen's reinforcements would not be able to arrive in time. "I can only gamble my life, may the god of war bless me. Weiner gritted his teeth, got up and ran desperately to the eastern winch room, the scouts who were trying to open the western iron gate were startled, and by the time they reacted, Weiner had already closed the door to the eastern winch room from the inside.

Gasping for breath, Weiner held on to the iron door, and the sound of a long sword unsheathed sounded behind him. "Huh. He smiled helplessly, turned around and shouted, "Come on, little bastard!"