There was a dull sound from the wooden door, and it seemed to be Mana's voice outside.

"My lord, are you alright? ”

Siegel propped himself up from his sleeping bag and took a few deep breaths. Although I was still a little tired, my spirit was much better, and it seemed that the long sleep had the effect it should have.

"I'm fine, you go and organize the defense. Sensing that his voice was hoarse, Siegel swallowed, cleared his throat, and said, "In this battle, I'm just a mage, understand?"

"Yes, my lord. Outside the door, Mana's footsteps faded away.

Siegel dismissed the servants, lifted the spell to seal the door, removed the guarded circle, and summoned the guards. Only then did he realize that he had slept for two days and two nights, and even the sound of construction outside had not woken him up.

"No wonder I'm so hungry. Siegel said, "Get me something to eat." ”

Although he carried food in the space bag, Siegel was willing to eat the same thing as the knights and soldiers on the battlefield. Smoked fish, corned beef and hard cheese taste mediocre but fill your stomach. The thick soup of cabbage, carrots and turnips makes these things much easier to swallow.

While eating, Siegel listened to the soldier's report.

The white dragon did not die, but he was obviously seriously injured, and could only lie on his stomach at the black passage from a distance, observing the movements in the castle. The distance is too far to be covered by a heavy crossbow, and a light crossbow can reach the position of the white dragon, but it is also not powerful, so it can only be seen casually.

The castle was well arranged during these two days, except for arranging the defense of the city. Wealthy manpower also underwent a round of emergency renovations. Fill the walls cracked by the black dragon with stucco and stones. When cleaning up the battlefield. The soldiers recovered two Elemental Rune Guard Cores, but they were both damaged by acid, and there was no possibility of repairing them.

The caravan escorted by the first mercenaries had already passed Fist Fort, and they were trying to come over the narrow bridge, but it was expected that it would be another four or five days. At the moment, the supplies of the Black Blood Castle are piled up in the warehouse, and there is no great need for what the caravan has to deliver. Plus there's fresh meat from the Jackdaw tribe. Siegel heard that today the orcs appeared to "celebrate" it. The kitchen also deliberately added meals.

The Black Blood Castle is located high in the mountains, and it is much cooler than the Heim Territory in the middle of summer. But fortunately, everyone was prepared in advance, and bought used clothes in various castles along the way, which not only achieved the goal, but also reduced the pressure on logistics.

The trebuchets were reassembled, and the high boom was pointed into the sky, but now that the orcs appeared, according to the plan that Heim had made earlier, these trebuchets should have started to tighten the winch, right?

Siegel ate all the food on the plate in front of him and listened to the debriefing. The battlefield is like a chess game. He has already laid out the chessboard and preemptively placed the pieces in the most advantageous position. Now it's the orc's turn to act.

There was a "buzz" in the courtyard, and a cobblestone was thrown. The stone slammed against the black passage with a dull sound. Subsequently, the trebuchet was re-erected and another test shot was carried out. The results of all test launches are recorded so that they can be called up at any time after the start of the battle.

Towards dusk, smoke rose from the northern side of the walled mountains, obscuring the afterglow of the setting sun. Everyone was guessing what the orcs were doing, and they didn't need torches to light it, and they didn't need so much wood to make a fire for cooking. There was a lot of talk, but Manna just told the soldiers to take turns and have Hum's orc crossbowmen on duty at night to avoid the orc attack.

But until dawn the next day, no enemy entered the attack range of the Black Blood Castle.

Since the white dragon blocked the only way to reconnoiter over the mountain, the Black Blood Castle knew nothing about the orcs' movements. The protracted battle never began, and the two sides spent another quiet day on the sidelines.

"What do they want to do?" Manna went to Siegel privately, a little confused, but unable to reveal herself in front of the soldiers. When Brother Dawn was reading the magic book, she came to ask.

"Put yourself in the orc's shoes and think about what the purpose of their trip is. Siegel said, "The Black Blood Castle doesn't actually have much use for them, and it's best to take it, but it's not the reason why they've come all the way here. Only by quickly heading south to Waterdeep and engaging in a great battle with the elves is the mission of these orcs. ”

Manna nodded, "Yes, that's true. She waited for Siegel's answer, but the lord didn't say anything more, instead looking back at the spellbook.

The female knight calmed down and followed the train of thought just now, and could only come to the conclusion that the orcs would not fight, but only wanted to pass quickly. At the foot of the mountain is a large cavalry of the Jackdaw tribe, as long as the orcs do not descend the mountain in a large number of formations, they will be crushed by the cavalry force of nearly 10,000 people.

It dawned on her that Siegel had thought of this a long time ago, so she had arranged the Jackdaw Tribe move. This confrontation with the orcs does not require the total annihilation of the enemies in front of you, you just need to break them up as much as possible and safely inflict as many casualties as possible.

However, her question remains unanswered: what will the orcs do to prepare for the passage of the Black Blood Castle?

Another day passed, and even Kerry was getting a little impatient, and it was becoming more and more difficult to suppress the idea of going to Waterdeep to plunder. At this time, the orcs acted.

The first to appear is the white dragon.

The orcs made a "shield" for the white dragon from the materials under the mountain. It would be more accurate to say that they used overlapping trunks to create a "scaffold" that could be carried on the shoulders of the white dragon. Whether it's a crossbow bolt or a trebuchet projectile, you need to smash this layer of protection before you can hurt the white dragon.

The people of the Black Blood Castle don't understand what the meaning of this is, even if the dragon with a "shield" doesn't dare to rush into the castle, isn't it afraid of repeating the mistakes of the black dragon?

Then, the white dragon began to spit ice on the top of the mountain.

The walled mountains are very tall, and a large part of them are above the snow line. The Black Blood Castle was built on a cliff on the way down the southern side of the mountain, overlooking the easily accessible valley. The castle is located below the snow line, so there is no snow or ice in the middle of summer.

However, there is snow on the top of the mountain.

As the spout progresses, the white dragon increases the weight of the floating snow, and then uses his power to "escape" through the snow and ice to create a small avalanche. Thousands of tons of snow slide down the valley with the roar of the mountain peaks, forming a white channel.

Stepping on this passage, the white dragon "raised" the shield and walked down the mountain.

Theoretically, it was still walking on the black passage paved with resentful spirits, and the forbidden rune array had limited effect on it. It's just that the thicker the snow, the more obvious the power of the rune array will be, so the white dragon doesn't need a thick layer of snow, only a layer of ice that can slide.

If the people of the Black Blood Castle didn't understand Bai Long's plan at this time, they would really be fools.

The White Dragon is using his natural powers to create an ice slide that will allow the orcs to traverse the Black Blood Castle's defenses at breakneck speed. He also anticipated that the castle would be constantly attacking, using stone projectiles, rolling logs, and fire oil in turns, all of which would destroy the condition of the snow field, so it would need to stay on the battlefield to keep the slope in condition with its spit.

In order to protect it, the only way to protect it is to create a "shield" that the dragon can use to block all kinds of attacks from the castle. In addition, the orc witch priests also walked with the white dragon under the cover of the shield, constantly casting spells, mostly to protect against ranged weapon damage and elemental damage. Despite being disrupted by the Wraith Passage and the Forbidden Rune Array environment, the spell's effect and duration were greatly reduced, but most of the attacks were still blocked.

"Fuel drums!" Manna shouted. "Light the wall of fire!"

There is a special ramp next to the city wall to put fuel drums, and the direction of the exit can be adjusted by pulling it with a rope. The vat full of fire oil was pushed out in its entirety and rolled up the ramp with a rumbling sound. Some of the barrels smashed into the mountain wall, while others smashed into the thick snow and did not spread out. Instead of scolding the barrel pusher for his rusty actions, Manna immediately ordered the rocket to be released.

The firelight illuminated the passage below the castle, and everyone could clearly see the white dragon's hideous expression. It spat out ice so hard that even asphalt and fuel would be extinguished, and the ice and snow passages were still slowly extending.

"That dragon must be killed!" said Mana, "trebuchet, oil tank, attack!"

Large jars filled with asphalt, crushed leather, and fire oil were quickly stuffed into trebuchets and then lit with torches. The long strip of cloth is capable of burning for a period of time, giving the tank a delay in exploding. Everyone is careful, this weapon is not a joke, if you make a mistake, the surroundings will turn into a sea of fire.

"Release!" roared Hum. As the counterweight bar fell, the throwing arm shook and slammed into the beam. Then the oil tank flew out of the Black Blood Castle in the direction of the wind with the light of fire. This time it was very lucky, and the oil jar hit the white dragon's shield like a meteor, exploding and setting it on fire. The white dragon wailed, apparently burned.

"Go on!" Manna shouted. However, the second fire pot did not hit the target, and the white dragon used the ice breath to extinguish the fire caused by the first fire pot.

The effect of the wall of fire was not good, it just made the white dragon work a little more effort. Everyone watched anxiously as a white ski pass appeared beneath the city walls, as if grinning at the Black Blood Castle in a silent mockery. With it, orcs can slide down the hill very quickly, leaving very little time for the Black Blood Citadel to attack.

This is equivalent to every orc having the mobility of a wolf cavalry.

Then, the orcs appeared. They climbed the walled mountain range, followed the channel of the wraith, and spent a lot of physical strength, and finally appeared in the vision of the Black Blood Castle. In addition to their weapons, most of them also carried slender thin planks wrapped in animal skins, could it be that they were used for skiing?

The sun also sets at this time, and twilight gradually gathers. It seems that the Death Knight has even calculated the time and is ready to pass through here under the cover of night.

The white dragon raised its head and roared, and its voice echoed through the valley as a clarion call for march. (To be continued.) )

PS: Happy New Year everyone!

In order to say goodbye to the old year, give me all the monthly passes you got last year, hahahaha.

If you don't have a monthly pass, you have to send a red envelope, uh-huh.