Chapter Eighty-One: Refugees from Ironwood
If the monster rushes in, no one will be left alone.
Tang Ning took out two prop cards and held them in his hands, staring at the iron door tightly.
As the minutes passed, the sound gradually weakened, and I don't know how long it took, but there was no sound outside the door.
Thorin walked up to the iron door and stroked it with his hand, a little prickly, but his palm was rough enough to not be too strong to the touch.
He turned his head and was elated.
"It's over, we have a full moon night. ”
Before the words fell, "bang", a loud bang came from the iron door.
Thorin turned back, and the iron door was pierced by a thick thorn, blood streaming down it.
The crowd who were about to cheer immediately held their breath and stared at the fleshy thorn that pierced through the iron door as thick as twenty centimeters.
Thareen, Thorin quickly retreated to the front of the group, sweat dripping to the ground like soybeans on his forehead.
Next, the iron gate made a loud "bang" sound in a row, and countless holes appeared.
The barrier that had been hoped for was crumbling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the roars and screams of monsters were coming in from those holes, daunting.
Holman was the first to come to his senses and yelled.
"Array, prepare for battle. ”
The 100-strong guards were quickly marched up in a tight formation, while Grant ordered the marshals to stand in the rear, ready for the ensuing battle.
The soldiers and members of the bailiff team trembled slightly, and the slight sound of the clash of armor could be heard.
Seeing this scene, Grant quipped.
"At least we didn't die like dogs. ”
Almost everyone thought that this time there was no escape, and in the face of the crazy monsters that were about to break through the door, the 100-man guard plus the judicial police team of less than 50 people was not enough to win this battle, or even hold out until dawn.
Normal people would think so, because there are no hot springs here...... The enemy is not human......
Romero, who had been standing in the back, pulled Downing's sleeve and lowered his voice.
"Go to the palace and seal the gates, and maybe you will be able to hold out until dawn. ”
Rather than think so.
Walk through the formation of the guards in front of you, walk to the iron gate that is already full of holes and about to break, close your eyes and whisper silently.
"Your Majesty...... Danger, come back quickly. ”
Fran reminded anxiously behind the formation of the guards.
Downing was indifferent.
When the iron gate was completely destroyed, he opened his eyes.
The smoke and dust were everywhere, and the ugly monster that went berserk stood in the doorway, looking around, and did not rush in immediately.
The illusion takes effect.
There is about half an hour, and if the monster does not disperse after half an hour, it will indeed be a great problem.
The current situation is a bit like playing a game.
You have to train your account to the full level in a short period of time, and then fight the final boss, but you can't find a solution to the system vulnerability, everything has to be done in a reasonable and compliant manner.
Seeing the monster standing at the door, everyone who was preparing to fight breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now that we have a half-hour buffer, we can discuss how to deal with the monsters after half an hour. ”
Downing reminded the crowd, then stood in the doorway and observed the monsters.
The monsters of the full moon night were indeed stronger and more terrifying than the monsters that had been seen under normal circumstances before.
But they're all beginner monsters.,There's no higher-level monster.,If you can get through tonight.,You'll have to think of a reasonable countermeasure as soon as possible.。
Half an hour later, luck was on the side of the Federal Empire.
The monster gradually departed, until the last one disappeared from view, and a faint light shone on the entrance!
It's dawn!
The crowd cheered and shouted, "Long live the King." ”
Back in the palace, Tangning pondered.
Romero and the rest of his cabinet were there, waiting for the young king to give instructions.
"Who is the magic circle on the iron door like the classified archives of the Bureau of Investigation?"
Fran, the oldest, stepped forward to respond.
"The Bureau's Secret Archives Protective Magic Circle is an ancient magic that was previously only available to the King, and now I think he should leave with the King. ”
The plan to cast the magic circle fails.
Luckily, there are still thirty days left until the next full moon night, so there is plenty of time.
......
While Downing was meditating, the Federal Empire ushered in a new change.
Fran, who is the Prime Minister, reports urgently.
"Your Majesty, we have some people here. ”
Downing motioned for Holman to bring someone in.
The guards will bring a group of people, a total of twenty people, ranging in age, from teenage children to the elderly over sixty years old, the composition is a bit complicated, but everyone is frightened and dusty.
Tang Ning looked at the person standing in the forefront, about thirty years old, with a strong body, piercing eyes, and a silver sword on his back.
"Who is your leader?"
After the question, the strong, bright-eyed man stepped forward and stepped forward.
"It's me. ”
It seemed that the guess was not wrong, Tang Ning nodded and continued to ask.
"What's your name and where are you from?"
The man looked wary and hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"My name is Ampey Birmingham, we are both from Ironwood, we just accidentally broke into here to come here to replenish supplies, I am very sorry if I offended you, can you let us go?"
Tang Ning stared at the other party, thinking about Ironwood.
Isn't Ironwood the same town where he spent the night with the witch before, and you can see it on the badge he picked up there.
"Where are you going?"
Ampere Birmingham was visibly a little impatient, and his tone was a little impatient.
"We're going to the king's place, and now we can ...... Let us go?"
Downing didn't intend to let the group go at all, and got up and motioned for Holman to come over.
Holman walked over and lowered his head.
"Your Majesty, please speak. ”
"Ask how many people are still in Ironwood and what the situation is there, and then take them on a tour and bring them back after the visit. ”
......
Holman took a group of captives on a tour of the market, which was lined with rows of houses and a market dedicated to selling goods.
"Mr. Birmingham, it is not always possible to reach the king's territory after a long journey, no one knows what the situation is like there, not to mention that the king's underground world cannot be entered, and the control there is quite strict. ”
The group looked at the prosperity, and Birmingham, as the leader, was also deeply touched, but did not understand the other party's intentions.
"What do you want to say?"
Holman turned his head and stared at the stout man.
"This is paradise, and if you are willing to stay with your companions, you can share the house, and the food, and the people in the team like you may be able to get a half-official position, and you can get paid. ”
The companions of Birmingham exclaimed at the tempting conditions that such a place would be heaven for them.
But Birmingham seemed to think more, and hesitated for a long time to ask.
"Are you telling the truth?"