Duke Allen, who had removed his armor, was lazily riding a horse. When he inspected the streets, it felt like a lion marching lewdly on the prairie, flanked by groups of submissive zebras and wildebeests. . WWw. QuAnBen-XIaoShuo. COm is like a king walking around in his own territory.
After Fang Lin squinted his eyes and saw Duke Allen, who was obviously seriously injured and had yet to recover, the first thought that came to his mind was:
"This man was born to fight!"
Duke Allen smiled amidst the cheers nearby and raised his hands. When he got closer, Fang Lin realized that after this man smiled, the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose were intertwined with fine wrinkles, which piled up like an angry sea. . There are three vertical lines between his eyebrows, which are as deep as engraved on the skin. There is also a slightly shallow wrinkle in the middle that goes straight across, looking like a king. Only when he smiles do people have the time and courage to notice that his figure is extremely burly, and his arms are thicker than an ordinary person's waist. If he is sitting, he is almost on the same level as a standing person!
Watching Duke Allen ride away, Fang Lin shook his head slightly. Although Duke Allen seems to have returned to normal, his breathing rate is quite rapid, and there is something strange about his horse. It seems to be lifting the hoof heavily, but in fact it is lowering it gently to keep the rider under control. The bumps are as small as possible, and the distance of each step taken by the four hooves is as precise as measuring it with a ruler, and the horse's traveling speed is actually maintained at a constant speed, as if it were as precise as a machine!
Under normal circumstances, no matter how well-trained a horse is, it is absolutely impossible to achieve such an effect while moving. Fang Lin used the amplification function of the Fool's Eye to easily detect the presence of the horse. With a faint fluctuation of mental power, Fang Lin could feel that the horse's reins were like a terrifying syringe, continuously sucking out the overdraft vitality from the inside of the horse, thereby maintaining This "mechanical" state. certainly. After this horse is squeezed in this way, it is inevitable that its life will be shortened sharply. ::
Although the mental power attached to the reins of this horse is not much, it is extremely complicated. Just like micro-carving on a grain of rice, it may not take much effort, but the skills and craftsmanship required are breathtaking. The person who used his mental power to do this must have been at the level of a master. He worked hard to make this rein. Of course, he did not have nothing to do when he was full, in order to make the person sitting on the horse do all the work. Possibly sit more smoothly so that he doesn't get jolted...
It can be inferred from this that Duke Allen was seriously injured. So much so that he couldn't even walk around on horseback. The magician under his command had to use powerful magic to transform such a horse, so that he could patrol the streets like this and wave his hands steadily to calm the morale of the army. Fang Lin thought carefully for a while. At this time, the step G of the continuous task he had received had already given a hint:
Duke Allen's Crisis (Completed), mission goal: Save Duke Allen. Mission success conditions: escort Duke Allen back to Stromgarde successfully.
You can choose to get the reward at this time, or continue the f-step continuous mission in the next world.
Of course, Fang Lin didn't say anything and directly clicked to continue the f-step mission. When he took his mental power out of the horse's reins. Suddenly, I felt a very strange feeling, as if I had dipped my fingers into the thick syrup and then pulled it out. There were many sugar strands attached to the broken lotus root. As far as you retract your fingers, the sugar will spread!
"Not good." Such a thought flashed in Fang Lin's heart. His whole body twitched slightly, as if his mind had been hit hard with a sledgehammer. Two streams of dark red blood suddenly flowed from the end of his nose. In this dizziness, Fang Lin shrank back like a fish, but two subway sticks covered with barbs had swept over with the sound of wind. The heads of the two unlucky residents in front of Fang Lin were opened, and red and white sprayed all over the ground. Two powerful shield hammers that looked like black tin cans pounced on them!
Fang Lin did a backflip, and the two iron rods had already hit the air, but it was obvious that something was roaring through the air. @@After he landed, he supported the ground with one palm. His eyes were already filled with bright red, and then his whole body felt extremely hot. A huge pillar of fire suddenly appeared on the ground and engulfed him. Five seconds later, the pillar of fire dissipated. Of course, Fang Lin was fine except for his face being burned black. However, he did not take advantage of the situation to counterattack, but he was startled and then smiled bitterly. road:
"It's you?"
The person who threw the fire bomb that flew through the air was naturally a magician unique to the world of the Round Table Warriors. Throwing fire bombs was their specialty. However, although there were not many magicians in the Torrent Castle, there were nearly a hundred of them, the one who took action was one of the few magicians Fang Lin knew.
When Fang Lin saw him for the first time, he was wearing blue clothes, the lowest rank among magicians. Even in the battle to rush out of Stromburg to meet Duke Allen, he did not play any role, but that one was crucial. Important fireworks: He was the one who issued the king's summons order. Otherwise, without the dead soldiers and abandoned soldiers that Duke Allen had placed outside in advance, Duke Allen was besieged by a flood of peasant volunteers and three heroes. There is no chance to come to this Dilan Fortress.
As for why Duke Allen handed over the fireworks related to his life and death: the "King's Calling Order" to a mere blue-clothed mage, Fang Lin already knew the answer... because he didn't look very old. The damn guy had already put on a bright red magician robe at this time, which marked that he had stepped on the threshold of being a great magician close to Merlin!
Fang Lin had previously taken the lead in rescuing Duke Allen, then killed Lancelot among the three heroes, and then destroyed the siege equipment transported by the rebels from Stromgarde. There was no need to doubt his loyalty. Otherwise, all he had to do was do nothing that day in Stromgarde, and the helpless Duke Allen would naturally die a violent death.
The magician in red tilted his head and looked at Fang Lin, suddenly grinned, and gestured towards him to move out. After all, the woman here had already attracted some people's attention. Duke Allen finally insisted on coming to the parade to boost morale. If something went wrong, no one could bear the responsibility.
The two came to a secluded house, and the owner was immediately carried out by two expressionless black heavy-shielded hammermen. The explanation is military requisition. If you ask one more time, the answer will be a fist. If you dare to speak again, the answer will be that big hammer still stained with blood.
Only then did Fang Lin realize that the magician in red was still very young, probably between thirty and forty years old. His skin was as smooth as ivory, with no trace of age. He first tapped his middle finger on the table. He nodded with a smile--this is similar to the etiquette of shaking hands in the real world--and then reported his name.
"Riley."
"Garibaldi Riley."
From his name, it can be seen that this red magician has a close relationship with the evil Archduke Garibaldi. He smiled and said to Fang Lin:
"I didn't expect your magic to be very strong."
Fang Lin didn't quite understand what he meant for a while, so he turned defensive and smiled and said:
"What can I do for you?"
This sentence was obviously a sign of getting to the bottom of things. Riley's expression remained unchanged and he said gently:
"Your loyalty to the Grand Duke has been proven, so I don't want to hide some things from you. Although the morale in the fortress is high now, the heretic named Arthur's ability to confuse is so strong that almost all the farmers in the Wheat Plains They have all been mobilized by him as a source of troops! Therefore, our current situation is extremely bad."
Fang Lin said calmly:
"You just need to tell me, if the enemy launches that kind of turbulent wheel battle again - how long the Dilan Fortress can hold on even without the assistance of siege weapons."
Riley's expression became serious and he waved his index finger and then his middle finger.
Fang Lin frowned and said:
"Two days?"
Riley shook his head:
"Two hours."
The corner of Fang Lin's mouth twitched, and the air in the room seemed to freeze. After a while, Fang Lin said calmly:
"Then what do you need me to do? You don't want to hand me over in exchange for the enemy's retreat, right?"
Riley smiled, but his fingers gently crossed the air, leaving fiery red straight lines where they crossed, and soon a virtual image of a six-pointed star appeared in the air. It gives people a mysterious and profound feeling.
"This six-pointed star can ignore the existence of distance and break the barriers of space to carry out long-distance transfer work. Although Archduke Garibaldi fell into dormancy, his loyal subordinate Lord Barabas (the fifth one) The mechanical boss holding a bronze two-handed giant hammer) has quickly responded to our request for help... and will send his subordinates to assist in the battle. However, at least six senior magicians are needed to form a six-pointed star teleportation array. However, there are only five in Dilan Fortress. Barely meets the requirements.”
"So, you need my help." Fang Lin said flatly, "Yes, but you must first meet my two requirements."