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Winster Castle is a gorgeous 500-year-old castle located in the mountains 50 miles away from Yanjing. It covers an area of thousands of acres www.biquge.info is built on a mountain, with magnificent and tall buildings and city walls, and it looks extraordinary from the outside. In fact, it is a beautiful scenery mixed with infinite murderous opportunities, because the situation here is extremely precarious. The walls on all sides alone are forty or fifty meters high, which is like a moat, and it can be said that it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The first owner of Winster Castle was a hereditary earl of the Griffon Kingdom, and his family continued for more than 300 years, until a hundred years ago, when his descendants were in the wrong place in the brutal battle for the throne, the entire family was wiped out, and the castle was officially confiscated by the royal family of the Griffon Kingdom. It is said that it was rewarded to a meritorious person decades ago, but that guy was unusually low-key, and he didn't appear in the aristocratic circle of Yanjing for decades, and people didn't even know who he was, so that the nobles of Yanjing slowly forgot that there was a luxurious castle here.

And today, the old evil came to the outside of the castle with the old mage, Lan Fake, Sven and others at night. Looking at its tall walls built against the mountain, several people were a little touched.

Lan Fake couldn't help but shout first: "I said, let's fight with five hundred people, and attack such a castle, do you think it's realistic?"

"Yes!" Sven couldn't help frowning and said, "The assassins inside are only afraid that their strength is not much weaker than ours, and now that they have such an advantage, we are afraid that our sneak attack plan today will go bankrupt!"

"Alas, I never expected the shadow assassin's lair to be here!" the old mage couldn't help frowning and said, "As far as I know, the previous owner of this castle used to build a lot of construction in this castle in order to resist possible crises, and built it like a military fortress. And the people who are now stationed inside are a group of assassins who are the best at killing, oops, this is troublesome, if you fight hard, I'm afraid you can only be sent to death!"

"Lan Faco, why didn't you tell us yesterday that the defense here is so perverted?" said the old evil with some annoyance.

"I don't know either?" Lan Fake smiled helplessly, "I can only know from the movements of the magic eagle that the two assassins are hiding in this direction, but I myself don't dare to get close to check here, for fear of being discovered by those two assassins in the Holy Domain!"

"Alas!" the old evil sighed helplessly, and then said, "What a trouble!"

"By the way, why don't you let the Krakens give it a try?" Lan Fako suddenly suggested, "Their Kraken Song is very powerful, as long as you come here and sing it, most of the people in it should bow down and be captured, right?"

"How can it be so simple!" Old Evil couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The song of the Siren is naturally powerful when it is unexpected, especially when the other party is asleep, the sixth-level master can easily put it down." But once people are prepared, they can only bully people with low strength. And the assassins in this castle must be very skilled, and they must be ready, and the song of the Siren can't do anything!"

"How do you know they're ready?" Lan Fake said unconvinced, "We have been quietly traveling all the way, and now the nearest person is a few hundred meters away from the castle. Look at the other side, there's no movement at all! Maybe they're all asleep!"

"You're going to have it!" The old evil sneered directly: "Have you forgotten who is opposite us? Those guys are the most powerful assassins! Guys who think about how to kill people all day long! They even sleep with their eyes open, and their vigilant surnames are too high for you to imagine! We have hundreds of people surrounding people's nests, can they not know? Do you really think that the people inside are all pigs?"

"They know, so why haven't they made any moves?" Lan Fake frowned, "Is it deliberately pretending not to know, waiting for us to rush in before sneaking in?"

"That's the case with the Eight Achievements!" the old mage said lightly, "I can already feel the murderous aura faintly coming from inside!"

"And what now?" asked Lan Faco suddenly.

Then the eyes of several people looked at the old evil, apparently asking for his opinion. The old evil lowered his head and thought about it, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "You say, is there a secret passage leading to the outside here?"

"Definitely not!" Lan Faco said directly: "This castle is built on a mountain, and the bottom is full of stones, how can it be possible to dig a tunnel?"

"Not necessarily!" said the old mage with a frown, "I think there should be!" Although ordinary nobles can't do anything about stones, it doesn't mean that shadow assassins can't do it either. You know, they have magicians! And there are quite a few of them!"

"Fossils are mud?" When Blue Fake heard this, he immediately exclaimed, "Yes, yes, I forgot about this spell! Alas, you magicians are trouble, why do you have so many spells?

"In that case, there might be a secret passage inside!" the old evil nodded.

"Eighty percent of them!" the old mage said, "I know the Shadow Sword Master very well, that guy has always been cautious to death, it is impossible not to leave a way back for himself! If this is really the Shadow Assassin headquarters, then there must be a secret passage as a last resort to retreat!"

"Understood!" The old evil then immediately turned his face and asked, "Salas, you cyclops are born with earth-based magic, so can you sense the hidden tunnels underground?"

"No problem, my lord, as long as the tunnel is within ten meters of the ground, we can sense it!" Salas, the leader of the cyclops, replied immediately.

"Well, you should spread out at once, go around Winster Castle, and find out the hidden tunnels for me!" the old evil commanded at once.

"Yes, my lord!" Salas hurriedly replied, and went with his twenty tribesmen.

"Blue Falco!" the old evil then commanded, "You divide the dwarves into three groups, go around the back and flanks of Winster Castle, and tell them that I don't need them to attack, as long as they can make sure that no one can escape from those three directions!"

"Hehe, that's definitely no problem, those guys are definitely up to the task!" Lan Faco then laughed, "However, you really don't really plan to break through this fortified castle with this little bit of people in your hands, do you?"

"Hmph, just look at it!" said the old evil with a grin.

"Okay, I'll see!" Lan Fako nodded nonchalantly, then turned to give orders to the dwarven warriors.

"What are you going to do?" the old mage couldn't help but ask.

"It's easy! Attack head-on!" said the old evil lightly.

"Huh?" The old mage immediately frowned, and hurriedly said: "Are you crazy? The city wall is dozens of meters high, we don't even have the simplest ladder, do you plan to ask the barbarian warriors to climb it by hand?"

"Of course not!" said with a smile on the old man, "I want them to go up!"

"Let's go?" the old mage immediately said puzzledly, "This city wall is so high, how can it be walked?"

"Hehe, it's simple, just smash the city wall!" Old Evil smiled and explained, "Have you forgotten the goblin mines?"

"Oh, no!" the old mage immediately couldn't help but cover his forehead and said, "You must be crazy! That thing is 200 gold coins a piece! If you want to make this a city wall, how many do you have to throw it?" Speaking of this, the old mage looked a little angry.

"Don't worry, I've roughly estimated that we have enough stock!"

"Stock, we only have more than two hundred stocks, right?" the old mage immediately said incredulously, "Is that possible?"

"It's not two hundred, it's five hundred!" said the old evil laugh.

"Damn, those three hundred are orders from the Emperor's [***] Department!" The old mage was anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "How can you use it casually!

"I can't die if I deliver a few days late!" said the old evil indifferently: "The big deal is just a penalty! But what I don't lack now is money!"

"I'm speechless to you!" The old mage couldn't do anything about the old evil, after all, the money spent by others was earned by himself, and he had no right to interfere, so he could only smile bitterly and said: "I have seen losers who spend thousands of dollars, and their behavior has already shocked the whole country." But a super loser like you, who threw out hundreds of thousands of gold coins overnight, is really the first time I've seen it in my life!"

"Haha! You'll see it all the time in the future!" said the old evil not ashamed, but proud.

The old mage was directly half angry by the old evil's expression, and simply turned his head away from him.

After a while, Blue Falco and Salas walked back on their backs.

Salas was the first to report: "My lord, we have found three tunnels, and they have been marked!"

"Wonderful!" the old evil asked, "how deep are they?"

"It's about 2 meters above the ground, and the deepest one is about 3 meters!" Salas said.

"So, did you find an exit?" the old evil continued.

"Not yet!" Salas shook his head, "But my people have already gone down the tunnel to find it, and I believe they will be found soon!"

"Very good!" The old evil then immediately said to Lan Fake: "The three tunnel exits, the dwarves should be able to seal them, right?"

"No problem, how big is an exit, dozens of people are enough to seal it!" Lan Fake said confidently: "I'll arrange it!" After saying that, he turned around and left again.

"Salas, you call me all the people except the one who found the exit!" the old evil then commanded.

"Yes!" Salas hurriedly turned to leave, and after a short time, he returned with a dozen cyclops to report to the old evil.

The old evil didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out a bunch of goblin mines from the space ring, there were more than 100 of them, and then he said to the cyclops: "Let's divide it, ten per person, and listen to my orders after taking it!"

"Yes!" the cyclops immediately began to distribute.

After another time, Lan Fake came back and said to the old evil: "Everything is arranged!"

"Haha, that means our fireworks show can begin!" The old evil immediately laughed and said, "Brothers, come with me!"

(To be continued)