"What can I do?" the leaders of the Bandit Alliance looked worriedly at the wall on the hillside that was about one person high.

This wall is fixed in the hearts of the bandits like a definition, and the first thing to do is to formally engage the army of Flame City to tear it down, otherwise it will be too much of a loss, but it is not worth fighting for this wall, because this wall is very simple, so simple that it only takes a few farmers to build it, and it is not worth the large number of lives to fill it.

"Do we have to wait here, ladies and gentlemen, the amount of food and grass we consume every day is not a small amount, if we can't successfully break through Flame City, it is estimated that our men will eat us. Whistling said to the leaders who sat down.

As soon as he said this, the leaders who had just revealed that they didn't care suddenly became energetic, although they were in an alliance, but they didn't know what to think in terms of grain and grass, they were each responsible for their own, and the pressure of grain and grass was a heavy burden on them.

"Shall we crush them with archers?" said one of the leaders tentatively.

"It's a good idea to notice, it's just that they're in the mountains, how can we attack that group of warriors in steel armor under the design of the opposing archers?" someone retorted.

"Don't forget, they're still wearing steel armor, I don't know how thick the steel armor is, but it won't be pierced by a normal bow and arrow. Someone else added.

As soon as Whistling heard the steel armor, he had a plan, and he said with a smile: "Everyone, don't hide any killer features, I promise that as long as I can wipe out the group of Flame City soldiers on the hillside, I will not take any of the equipment on them." ”

"Wow. When everyone heard this, they were in an uproar, is this true? Someone would do such a good thing? Sure enough, he roared and spoke again: "Of course, I won't send soldiers without taking the equipment." ”

Everyone knew this, but at the same time, they also agreed with Whistling's statement very much, and of course they didn't want to distribute the spoils if they didn't make a effort.

There is never a shortage of people in the world who think of people very badly, although his words are very close to reality: "Do you say that he will wait for us to defeat before he takes over, then after the capture, all the equipment will not be our share." ”

"Ugh. Everyone was stunned: "It makes sense, it seems that we have taken out some of our strength." Then they had a moment of deliberation and decided how to distribute the spoils, and then they called the heralds, and then gathered their men.

When everyone took out their hole cards, they found that their hole cards were basically the same "magician".

Where there is pressure, there is resistance, and while enjoying glory, you also have to face more pressure, and the magician is such a profession that enjoys glory and is oppressed.

Disagree with swordsmen, assassins and other professions that rely on physical hand-to-hand combat, magicians because they need more knowledge, more systematic, they also need to learn more, literacy is their most basic one, of course, in order to learn more knowledge, they will also learn some ancient foreign languages, of course, these are later words.

Because they see the world more widely and know more, they will think more, their thoughts will be more chaotic, and they think that because of their internal identity, they are more likely to come into contact with the upper class of society, some people are gradually addicted to power and cannot extricate themselves, people who have been in contact with politics know that they are engaged in politics are a group of people who have no skin, and they are also the most vigilant people in the world, and any wind and grass will cause them to think for a long time. Not everyone can engage in art and have the ability to engage in politics at the same time, not to mention how much magic takes up time, and gradually under the elimination of the environment, some magicians who are not capable of doing a good job in politics have fallen into the three-way area of the Flame Province.

One wants to enjoy the taste of power, and the other wants to rely on the strength of the other, and the two sides are entangled together like horny men and women.

At the front of the bandit alliance team, dozens of large shields lined up in a tortoise formation slowly approached the hoplites.

In the shield protection, several magicians are nervous to death, they have not been on the battlefield for a long time, they have forgotten the taste of iron and blood, nervousness and timidity and other emotions linger in their minds, making their movements stiff and making the shield circle travel more slowly.

"Ready, stop. "The Shield Squad Leader commands his subordinates to put their shields in order to defend against the Flame City archers while leaking out the mage's vision.

Seeing his subordinates lining up the shield array, the squad leader politely saluted the magician behind him: "Master mage, the protection has been done. ”

"Yes. A magician squeezed a word out of his nostrils to indicate that he understood.

When the team leader saw that the magician was really as bad as the legend, he no longer touched his head, and honestly stared at his subordinates to prevent them from making mistakes.

"That's what it's called protection?" the awkward atmosphere diluted slightly, and a magician sneered very unceremoniously.

The squad leader is very angry, it is his glory to be the captain of this kind of giant shield team, you must know that this kind of giant shield is not something that ordinary people can play, and this kind of shield protection can be said to be basically out of safety when standing on the field, and now someone is under his protection and even says such cool words, for a while the team leader can't wait to shout at the magician: "If you have the ability, you can go out and try the arrow rain in Flame City." ”

Fortunately, the magician was not an idiot, and when he sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, but the pride of the magician prevented him from apologizing to a character who looked like an ant in his eyes.

I saw that the magician's fingers were making gestures in his mouth, and the words in his mouth were recited, and the staff in his other hand began to exude a yellow brilliance.

"Stonearmor. The magician pointed to the shield in front of him, and saw that the pair of cards was covered with a layer of rock about five centimeters, and the most surprising thing for the shield bearer was that such a thick layer of rock covered it without the slightest discomfort, and even the weight did not increase in the slightest.

The stone armor technique was originally a spell for the protection of the human body, but after this spell was attached to the human body, it was very inconvenient to act because of the obstruction of the thick rock armor, so this is a very chicken spell, which belongs to the marginal spell, and few mages will learn this kind of spell.

But I didn't expect this mage to change the spell that was made to the human body to be attached to the shield, and it was also a group type, so that the practical surname of this spell was greatly improved, and it can be seen that this mage who can change spells is not a simple character.

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