Lucky Janet escaped death and strengthened the power of the Demon Bloodline with the help of the potion. Under Siegel's care, it only took her one day to stabilize, her body returned to its normal temperature, and she was already strong enough to eat. Siegel followed Evan's example and stewed a pot of broth in a crockpot with barley, turnips, and onions, a few slices of cooked corned beef, and a squirrel. The Demon Pet Raven was sent out to hunt early in the morning, piercing the squirrel's head with a beam of flame before taking it back. The meat of the squirrel was preserved intact, peeled and thrown into a crockpot to stew vigorously, and after a while, a thick aroma wafted into it.

The nuts and nuts stored in the squirrel holes became the raven's trophies.

A raven that can breathe fire, isn't that a strange thing?" Siegel thought, remembering when his magic awakened. It was a feeling of excitement and refreshment, indescribable, and could only be compared to the feeling of hugging Janet. Add new wood to the fire, let the flame drive away the cold, and watch the beloved woman gradually get better, this is already the most leisurely and happy moment of this adventure.

When we left the camp, the wind blew strongly, and the snow on the ground was blown again. His Royal Highness the Prince and the nobles set out first, taking all the combatants with them. A dozen attendants were left behind to take care of the last work in the cold wind: the ropes of the tents were frozen stiff, and a few mules were reluctant to rush through the wind and snow, what to do if they could not catch up with the vanguard and were in danger. These are all things that the entourage needs to worry about.

Siegel helped Janet slowly forward in the wind and snow, and was walking in the middle of the line, which was the safest place and easier to walk. The team in front will have the blood stomped flat for easy passage, and it hasn't been passed by too many people yet, so it's not too muddy.

The wind blew a howl, faint and distant, and it was impossible to tell what animal it was. The wolves should not have come out of their burrows to feed at this time, and their voices will not be so crisp. Accompanied by the sound of the wind and snow whistling, this strange cry rises and falls, like a sad and lonely ballad, which makes people's hairs stand on end. Siegel sent the pet out, but the high winds affected the raven's ability to fly, and it soon flew back exhausted. The black eyes did not find anything in the air, and the entire walled mountain range looked extremely desolate.

"I don't know what the weird thing is, I hope it won't come and attack the team. Siegel bit Janet's ear so that his whispers wouldn't be blown away by the wind. "Usually beasts dodge the pedestrians who form a team, but if it's an orc, I'll use a spell to hide you, don't worry. ”

"I can get away with being an orc. Janet grabbed Siegel's arm tightly and gave her a kiss. "You're the one who needs to be safe. ”

They snuggled up to each other and whispered warm words.

The pace of the team was very slow, and they were still walking on the mountain road for half a day. The strange sound in the wind was not only coming from the front, but now it was also faintly drifting in the direction of the back. Some mercenaries say that it is the Yeti monsters of the Walled Mountains who are playing tricks and that they are able to create avalanches. However, there was no heavy snow on this side of the walled mountains, and the possibility of an avalanche was very small, so the mercenary changed his story to a landslide. Everyone knows that this is nothing more than a legend to scare children, but they still raise their vigilance.

There was no rest at noon, and there was no place to rest on the narrow mountain road, so it was impossible to make a fire and cook. The same is true for the aristocracy, where there is no time or space to unfold the basket and therefore serve hot food. Everyone just puts the jerky and hard dough in their mouths and waits for them to warm up before eating them slowly. As he walked, Siegel used his magic to heat up the sac so that he and Janet could have a warm drink. The traveling companion next to him saw this scene and politely asked Siegel for help. When everyone came to the flat ridge, the people in the middle of the line were able to take a sip of hot liquor, warm their bodies, and walk more vigorously.

But the team stopped at this point.

More than thirty cavalrymen blocked the ranks, and they stopped right at the exit of the leveled ridge. From here, one leads down the mountain, and the other leads to the Black Blood Castle. The other party deliberately set up an ambush here, and chose the only terrain where the cavalry could charge. The cavalrymen, all armed with spears and machetes, but with crossbows in their hands, enveloped everyone in range. Sir Bill stood at the front of the line, squinting his eyes and searching carefully, to see that there should still be hidden infantry and archers on the ridges on either side. These people are obviously coming down for His Royal Highness the Prince, with bad intentions. But at this time, there was only one Dawn Guard, and he didn't know how long his protective magic would last. If His Royal Highness had not lost the mage and the Dawn Guard in his single-minded expedition, these crossbows and spears would not have posed a real threat at all.

"See you again, Count Todd. "The leading knight is none other than the young master of the Blackblood Castle, and this time he is fully armed and riding on a stout gray mountain horse. He stopped at the front of the line, did not dismount, and deliberately looked at the crowd condescendingly. "There are a lot of orcs down the mountain, and it's already very unsafe. For the sake of His Royal Highness, my father decided to abandon his regional prejudices and provide a place of refuge for the Starry Royal Family. Count Todd, lead the party to the Black Blood Castle, where comfortable rooms and steaming food are already prepared. ”

"We are really touched by the enthusiasm of the Slint family, but His Royal Highness has his own itinerary, and the Black Blood Castle is not one of them. Count Todd held back his anger and stared at the rider and said, "As for the orcs, a little miscellaneous is not a threat to us. Get out of the way, and the team will continue to descend. ”

"Count Todd, if His Royal Highness the Prince is attacked by orcs here, our family will also be responsible. Instead of arguing on the lips at that time, it is better to solve this trouble directly. So, make sure you head to the Black Blood Castle. ”

"What if we don't go?" Count Todd's hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and the parrot sword was slowly drawn.

"In any case, we must not allow His Royal Highness and you to fall into the hands of the orcs, as that would have a serious impact on the strategy of the entire walled mountain range. If you invite you or use it, I'll take you back to the Black Blood Castle. A smile appeared on the young lord's face, and he said fearlessly: "Count Todd, do you think these people can stop the cavalry? Many of them are actually willing to go to the Black Blood Castle. ”

As soon as the words fell, several mercenaries suddenly drew their swords and stabbed at their companions. Several people were caught off guard and fell in a pool of blood without even screaming, and the scene became very chaotic. Someone lunged at Siegel, but he grabbed the wrist of the sword, and then twisted it. Siegel snatched his weapon and stabbed him in the heart with his wand.

A few successful men quickly retreated, leaving the center of the chaos. Siegel was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood the purpose of the enemy. He dragged Janet down and stuffed her under the mule cart. At this moment, crossbow bolts struck, and the archers who were hiding on the ridge began to wield their might. Siegel tried to dodge, but was shot in the right shoulder. The blood didn't flow much, but the muscles were damaged, and for a moment there was no way to hold the sword.

"Stupid, don't shoot the nobles, but save your life and ask for a ransom!" the young lord shouted: "It doesn't matter how many ordinary mercenaries die!"

The nobles drew their weapons, but three riders fired crossbows at their feet, while the others held back, continuing to aim and determine. "For the honor of the royal family," shouted Earl Todd, "it is time for you to fulfill your vows!" he drew his sword and rushed forward, Sir Bill close behind.

The bolts swept through, all aiming very low, specifically attacking the legs of the nobles. After shooting a round, the riders immediately drew their machetes and began to charge. They were also afraid that killing the nobles would disobey the orders of the young lord, so the machetes were only to block the opponent's weapons, and the horses were only to knock down, and would never be trampled on.

The nobles had no advantage over the cavalry, and a few guys who tried to get on their horses and fight were intensively cared for by crossbow arrows, and the mounts were quickly shot dead and turned into infantry again. The ranks were scattered, and the enemy's sword and shield warriors also came down from the ridge hideout and joined the encirclement. The situation on the field has become very unfavorable, and the opponent has more than three times the manpower on the prince's side, and they cooperate tacitly and act in an orderly manner. These are elite soldiers who have fought against orcs, have been on the battlefield many times, and have long experienced the test of blood and fire. Many of the nobles in the prince's entourage had only experience in the tournament and arena, and the way of the battlefield was completely at the level of the mind, and it was basically not helpful.

"Lay down your weapons at once, or I'll give the order to shoot freely." The young lord did not charge, facing the fierce Count Todd. The old earl wielded his long sword and kept trying to rush up and hold the young lord hostage, so as to change the situation on the field. But the young lord's three black-clad guards stood in front of the earl.

A renegade mercenary with an axe began to go crazy under the stimulus of blood donations, screaming and rushing at him. Janet threw a wolf-toothed dagger, striking the man right in the face. Siegel looked at the form, his right shoulder was injured and he couldn't use a weapon, and it was too difficult to kill him. He put away his wand and pulled a scroll from the bag behind his waist. This is an invisible scroll that he bought in Waterdeep that allows a person to completely disappear from view.

He left the spell to Janet.

"Hide and don't get caught. Siegel unfolded the scroll and channeled the power of magic from it. His actions caught the attention of the enemy, and an infantryman with a sword rushed up to try to chop Siegel to death. One of the mercenaries, who had just drunk a hot drink, jumped over and blocked the enemy for Siegel.

The spell was about to succeed, but a crossbow arrow pierced through the breastplate and pierced Siegel in the abdomen. Without armor, the bolt would not have pierced less than three centimeters. Despite Siegel's best efforts, the spell lost its purpose and failed to make Janet invisible.

"Siegel be careful!" Janet suddenly shouted. The two soldiers of the Black Blood Castle cooperated with each other to kill the mercenaries who blocked the way, and slashed towards Siegel. Janet hurriedly pulled out the Flash Burst Spell Staff and looked at the blind enemy. She chanted the incantation "Wright, Blas!" correctly, but the speed of her speech was so fast that the flash appeared immediately without buffering. And she didn't aim properly either, enveloping Siegel in the range of the spell as well. Siegel had now lost the ability to resist magic, and before he could close his eyes, he was pierced by a bright light. He couldn't see anything for a while, so he could only dodge to one side with his impressions, hoping to delay a moment to regain his sight.

No sooner had he changed his position than he heard the sound of horses' hooves and the neighing of his mount. A huge force crashed into his body, and then he felt himself fly out of thin air, constantly falling.

Janet's exclamation was faintly heard overhead, and then it was covered by the whirring wind. He hurriedly concentrated and cast a slow-down spell with his wand. This spell is short and fast, and only four syllables will work. As soon as Siegel finished reciting the incantation, he felt a pain all over his body, and then he didn't know anything.