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"Undead, are you sure?"

Listening to the young lord's report, the maiden narrowed her beautiful eyes. Even with a displeased look, there was also some different style on her face: "Hell, that old thing actually arranged such a troublesome job for me...... If we see him again, he won't want his old thing!"

Cursing fiercely, she pulled past the city lord standing behind her: "How many priests and spellcasters are there in the city?

"This ...... Not...... When the Count left, he took most of them with him, and it is now estimated that ...... There's not much left," the city lord let out a half-breathless squeak, like a chicken that had been choked by the neck: "Military resources...... It's all in the storehouse, and the grain and grass are only enough, uh, three days, no, five days......"

"How much, exactly?"

"I, I don't know......" The earl's voice was already filled with crying, but the woman's slender fingers were like a steel tong, and the poor breathing made his snot and tears choke out together: "I have no right to intervene in most of the military dispatches, I have only been sent here for two years......"

"Waste! Someone, protect these guys for me, I don't want to see them until it's over. Throwing away the city lord in her hand like garbage, the female general turned her gaze to the hand shrouded in robes, and the latter immediately spoke: "We have twenty full-fledged mages, and their apprentices, and if food control is implemented, the grain and grass in the city can last for at least ten days, and our follow-up men can guarantee to come here at noon tomorrow." But. There is no guarantee of their status, as well as logistical supplies. But on Romante's side, there should be some mages to help. It's just that remote teleportation is very expensive, and it can take them two to three days before they arrive. ”

"As for the undead...... Strength is strong or weak. Depends on the number of casters on the opposing side. But at the very least, it can also add more than seventy percent of the opponent's combat power. The conservative estimate is one and a half to two times. ”

After a pause, the figure, who was at least a full-fledged mage, spoke. And this inference made the female general and her subordinates frown,

Due to the suppression of the undead faction mages on the mainland in the past few hundred years, the large-scale use of the undead has not happened in the last hundred years. But even the few words that are described in legends and epics can be terrifying, and now those fearful descriptions have become a real cloud overhead.

But as if to completely cut off their hope, the lord in the black robe added an absolutely bad news.

"I'm afraid that, as far as I know, they are able to use some special means to aggregate low-level undead into giant monsters, and. With deadly toxins. ”

"What else?" the general's brow furrowed even tighter, but there was no answer—the telemancer simply held out his hand. A black longbow was pulled from under his robes.

The strangely shaped bow arm made a strange squeak of metal rubbing, which made the lady's gaze a little more different, she naturally knew that it was the sound of metal, and the next moment, the charge of the imperial soldiers had broken through the layers of protection and appeared in the sky above the city!

Yes, above.

The city was already full of archers, and the arrows were pouring down like a torrential rain, but the figures of the stormers ran unhindered in the midst of this heavy rain!

They had bent down violently, and after jumping, they each climbed onto the arms of their companions, and with a sound a cloud of dust had burst up on the ground, and their gradually swollen bodies leaped towards the city wall like a boulder in a trebuchet! In the blink of an eye, they had climbed more than thirty feet! The sharp wooden thorns that stood there had become his feet, and in the blink of an eye, the city wall had come to an end!

The wide moat, the towering city walls, did not even play a role!

In mid-air, the figure was already writhing and changing, and by the time its feet stepped on the wall, it was already a hairy monster over seven feet tall! It opened its large mouth full of fangs, it roared, and with a flick of its arm, the three spears that pierced at him had broken into seven or eight knots of wood in the harsh grinding sound!

But the next moment, a sharp sound made half of the monster's vision suddenly blur, and then, the cold spread inward, piercing the brain, cutting off the brain stem, so that the monster with teeth and claws became hundreds of pounds of dead meat, and in the abrupt roar, it fell backwards and fell heavily into the moat.

And in a very short time, the bowstring sounded a second and a third time. And every sound will make a huge figure roll down from the city like a stone, and also make the eyes of the more than ten knights who have just drawn their swords at the city head full of shock.

The arrows that kill in one hit are not unusual, and finding a small target at high speed is only barely enough, but the three are exactly the same, passing through the monster's right eye, it is extremely difficult in this chaos, and the launcher does not aim with his heart, and the third arrow is even shot with a backhand - could this guy be a legendary marksman? So what is his black robe? What kind of divine magic is there that can turn a mage into a great archer? Or has the mage robe become another fashionable new favorite of the Romandy guys?

Of course, they didn't have time to sigh and explore, and the orcs who had leapt up to the city with their teeth and claws already roared and scattered in all directions, ready to set off a bloody storm.

But human wisdom has gradually played its role in war.

With a rough roar, the ropes and trebuchet's thick throwing arms creaked with an overwhelming creak. Then the metal teeth snapped open, and flaming stones were thrown into the sky, whistling over the walls and flying towards the army ahead. The unimaginably large stones were thrown into the air. Then, with the help of potential energy, mixed with a terrible whistling sound, it smashed into the city wall, and the table-sized rock smashed to the ground with a loud bang, and then rolled forward in a crackling noise, leaving a messy trail in the black crowd, and the terrible roar and vibration caused during the process were enough to frighten the faint man into weakness.

When the enemy approaches the city walls, the ballista replaces arrows that have too little range. and is used to shoot shot put. With a condescending advantage, these huge shot puts swept through the enemy line with unstoppable momentum. Hit the enemy, smash down. Land, bounce up, and hit the enemy again...... The terrible shot put bounced on the ground. Smash enemies you encounter before losing momentum. Even a stout human body can be easily broken like wheat straw.

The orcs are still fearless...... They forgot their fears.

A subtle sheen. It flickered on their bodies - obviously, it was the power of divine magic, and the effect was the effect of containing the fear in the depths of the human heart.

"It's really a desperate tactic, they don't think about it, and after others know the details, they will make corresponding countermeasures?"

Edward frowned and muttered to himself - the men in the city who were howling for death. The thing on his back turned out to be a corpse. So, in just a moment, all kinds of corpses, stabbed, shot, hacked, blown up, and already dead, were piled up in a thick layer on the ground!

Somewhat unexpectedly, this self-talk actually got an answer.

"The empire has never lacked madness, and few people regard the lives of soldiers as their lives. ”

A werewolf more than seven feet tall had just stepped forward before it had been split into two pieces by the head-on sword. The dripping internal organs crumbled with blood and made a tooth-aching sound. Tiny beads of blood. This left from the female general's cheeks, but it made her smile even more overwhelming.

Edward's brow twitched.

Although the knights under her command are all strong men who can and have overturned several orcs, it is still this general, who gives Edward the strongest feeling - the seventh werewolf who died in her hands just now, and every time the seemingly inconspicuous long sword falls, the corpses are evenly separated, and the size of each piece is almost equal.

It's a shame......

However, the female knight also seemed to care a lot about the young lord in the black robe in front of her, but she kept plucking the bowstring to kill one orc after another, and after looking around that there were no more werewolves who had slipped through the net, she continued the topic on her own.

"What do you think?"

"What?"

"The Imperial Yankees' attack this time. ”

"The attack is just a temptation, it can be the best, and if it doesn't, it can also let them estimate how many people should be left to besiege the city. The mountains around Heyman are not dangerous, and it is not impossible to pass through them with a single force to besiege us. ”

The longbow in Edward's hand shook violently, and an arrow reflected a subtle arc in his eyes, and finally disappeared into the distant red, bringing out a dark jet around the neck of a tall figure who raised his arms and shouted!

"Heyman has an anti-teleportation, anti-magic magic circle, although the scale is not large, but at least it can defend against most spells below the seven rings, while the Imperials only have three days, no, at most two days, to find a way to crack it. Otherwise, once the mages rushed to the aid of, even if their surprise attack failed, even if they fought for a long time, it would inevitably be difficult to make it because of the asymmetry of the mages' strength. ”

"We understand this, and so do the people of the Empire...... Therefore, if they want to get here, they have to take advantage of this gap regardless of it. The time of these two days. And the biggest way to make a profit is naturally to bypass this difficult bone and bite out a few big holes in the weaker inner city. ”

"Yes, small, you have a good brain...... I love it, but it's a little slipped. ”

The smile on the woman's face brightened: "The biggest shortcoming is that he is a confidant, but he doesn't know the other, although the spellcasters of the empire are far inferior to Tumenis, but the reason why the mages were willing to help the weak Tuminis build a country and leave their roots here is precisely because they are unwilling to endure the exploitation of the empire's 'always serving the country', their mages, or lack of ability, but like the soldiers, they attach importance to honor and are loyal and patriotic." Therefore, they can summon the power of all the people of the country in a single expedition, and this rule is one of the capitals they used to fight for the continent in those years. ”

Speaking of which. Her voice paused: "Forget it...... As I said. Your table xiàn, I am very satisfied, how is it. Lord Edward, do you want to come under my hands, I promise you the amount of your territory in a year. It can increase by at least 70%. ”

"I'll think about it. ”

Edward replied quietly. His gaze lifted slightly. Look at the several huge barrels that have been thrown by the trebuchet.

The barrel tumbled in the air and approached the sky above the enemy's charging array, without much attention—how many people would have the leisure to look up when they knew that such deadly things as arrows and stones were constantly falling from the sky?

And then it burst into flames!

Immediately. The screams were overpowered!

Ignited, whether it is an ordinary person or a werewolf, immediately becomes a torch. Heart-rending screams resounded across the battlefield! They tumbled and tried to extinguish the flames, only to roll more walls of fire out of the ground!

Blazing glue is a semi-solidified substance that has coalesced with things like oil and sulfur, once adhered to most pieces of armor. They will flow slowly and burn endlessly, and unless they are immediately covered by sand, even water will not be able to extinguish them! This thing is not easy to refine, and the price is high. Usually a vial costs a gold coin. But for Tumenes, the number of mages. Let the production of this kind of thing become an industrial process, and naturally it will not be too stingy.

So, in the camp of the empire, the trumpet sounded again.

A clarion call for retreat.

Positive and negative energies will interfere with each other, and the corpse that is so burned by the flames is equivalent to losing the possibility of being summoned.

In the distant sky, the remnant sun was slowly pressing the last of its body into the horizon, but the sunset rendered everything on the earth as bright red as blood. As a result, there were no longer too many mournful colors in sight, only those sticky lumps, and the strips could no longer hear any specific and subtle sounds in their ears, because the mournful sound of the trumpet, the screams of dying and the clamor of killing, had long since incorporated all the sounds between heaven and earth into their rhythm.

Edward let out a long sigh, and the bloody sunset reflected the bones of the battlefield in his pupils, decorating this wasteland as if it were a legend, the bottomless abyss of the alien plane, and the thick rust smell of the wind mixed with burning, bitter, and inexplicable strange smell, like a sticky thick fog stuck to his nose...... But I don't have that nauseating feeling anymore...... There is already some numbness in the heart, although it is only a short time, less than an hourglass time, but in the senses, it seems that a lifetime has been passed.

Although he was accustomed to killing, it was the first time he had participated in the war of this plane, and this war in the Iron and Blood Age was so tragic and direct that it was destined to be countless times more cruel than the virtual, aesthetic things in those movies, like a huge meat grinder, and thousands of lives had been harvested in just this hourglass time.

He didn't really like the atmosphere.

Although he was always thinking about how to increase his strength, this dangerous place was also unpleasant to him - this timid hunter was very selfish, an absolutely rational and cruel realist, and he did not like to let himself enter into this uncontrolled killing and being killed.

Therefore, the count, whom he had not met, had already written down a debt to him - the mind of a telemancer was not lenient, he had little interest in probing the sordid factions of the military, but at least it was impossible for a bastard to 'incidentally' implicate himself in a conspiracy, and still be indifferent and indifferent.

The premise of all one qiē is to get through the immediate troubles.

It's just the current situation...... He could have walked away, but what about her?

It is impossible for a paladin to leave behind those in need and run away alone, only to stay until the last moment, which is really a headache.

Thinking about these questions, Edward suddenly felt a little tired...... It's not muscle aches, or physical fatigue, but some inexplicable feeling in my heart, like loss, like weakness.

Or is the battle a bit fierce today?

Slowly pacing back to the room, he reached out and pushed the door, only to notice that the door of the room was only open...... Edward was stunned - in his memory, when he left just now, he closed the door tightly, although these rooms for knights were not locked, but there were guards around, ordinary idlers, could not enter.

Is it the enemy?

Of course, some magical traps were difficult for Edward's eyes to have an effect, and the killer who tried to cover himself with magic could not hide his observations, so he only carefully pushed the door until it creaked open completely.

As a result, the scenery that appeared in front of him made Edward stunned again.

Elena sat on a chair in the room, her head slightly bowed, her armor was covered with red stains, some of which had not yet dried, but she did not wipe them off, even the creak of Edward pushing open the door did not make her raise her gaze, just stared at the ground in a daze, her expression was empty and stunned...... (To be continued......)

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