"Master Blair, news from Alva." An assistant wearing a senior magician's robe handed a small wad of parchment to Master Blair who was enjoying lunch. Blair picked up the wad of parchment, slowly opened it, and carefully opened it. After reading the entire content, he asked: "How many copies have I received in total?"
"Only this one."
"Oh, this news was sent out shortly after the sun rose in the morning, and it is already noon, a full seven hours. Counting the time, it only takes five or six hours to get here from Sike City. An hour or so."
"Ah, yes, even if we walk on foot, it will only take more than ten hours if we travel all night. If we fly like a homing pigeon in the sky, it will indeed take less than six hours."
"Only one of the three messages was received. It seems that the people surrounding us are very well organized. Oh, by the way, Clifford, how are our children doing?"
Clifford slowly walked over and sat down at Blair's table. A servant immediately brought him an exquisite lunch. Clifford picked up the cutlery and cut off a small piece with a knife for frying. Egg, while answering Blair's words: "Completely contracted, but the encirclement is still very tight. The results of the investigation with the magic eye revealed that the other party responded as usual, but our scouts brought back some interesting news."
"Oh, what is that."
"Magician, our kid also has a magician, and he is not bad at it." Clifford put the fried turkey egg into his mouth and tasted it slowly. After he swallowed the food, he continued: "Unexpectedly Using illusions to interfere with our detection with magic eyes, haha, it’s really interesting.”
"Hahahaha." Blair laughed. He laughed and said: "Dare to use these tricks in front of a great magician. It's really... It seems that we are usually too low-key and don't go out to take risks. Maybe the world has already Forgot us.”
"That's right." Clifford began to cut another piece of fried steak: "They used illusions to cover up the steady stream of backup. Now there are at least 20,000 to 25,000 soldiers around the entire Wallen Mountain Peak, and the scouts also saw the other party coming. Cutting down trees to make trebuchets.”
"I understand." Faras, who was sitting aside having lunch, couldn't help but speak: "Their reinforcements have actually arrived in the morning, but they are just the vanguard. They have endured until now just to wait for backup and make A weapon that can hit from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.”
"Yes, that's right." Blair nodded, and added: "I'm afraid they couldn't make a very good trebuchet in their haste. Ryan, Faras, you once fought against the orcs in the Thunder God Fortress and the Imperial Capital. , do you think that if the trees in this mountainous area are used, the finished product can probably shoot how heavy the rocks are and how far it can hit."
Ryan thought for a while and answered honestly: "If it were us humans, we could probably throw a 100 kilogram stone 2,000 meters, but after all, it was a carefully crafted product. I guess those people at the foot of the mountain were in a hurry. You can’t do it, but you can still hit 1,000 meters.”
"1000 meters?" Blair and Clifford looked at each other, and Blair said: "If that's the case, then we may have to change our strategy. After all, this Warren peak is only a few hundred meters high. If they approach, About 500 meters down the mountain, you can avoid our magic attacks, and you can also attack up the mountain. Although we are not afraid, those servants and horses will still be frightened."
"I'll go right away." Clifford left behind the lunch he had only eaten a few bites, wiped his hands casually with a napkin, stood up and left immediately, and Blair also said to Ryan: "Wait until we finish enjoying this meal." After lunch, I’ll go over there and find a good seat to watch the show.”
"Okay." Ryan replied loudly,
"Okay." Nelson shouted loudly. Standing in front of him was the commander of the last arriving force of the 20,000 troops led by Nelson. Nelson turned his head and said to the man who had previously analyzed "Why Blair didn't leave." That man, Samir, the leader of the magician guard that Senat specially sent with him, said: "Our vultures captured two carrier pigeons this morning, but the information on them was a lot of mess. Why? I can’t even understand it.”
Samir, a man about thirty years old, said: "That is a secret letter, something developed by a magician. If you don't know what those secret runes mean, it will be like a person who doesn't understand magic." Those high-level magic arrays, you know every pattern on them, but you just don't know what the combination represents."
Nelson also knew a little bit about this matter. He said: "I'm afraid we won't be able to find out what is written on the parchment in a short time. However, according to the scouts, a pigeon escaped by chance. In this way, the other party will We already know the news that their companions want them to know, and we traveled lightly last night, and our supplies will last until tomorrow night at most, and it will not be good for us to delay like this."
Samir thought for a while and said to Nelson: "Our ten stone-repulsing trucks have been completed, but it is impossible to compare them with those on the city wall of Sike City in a hurry. I remember that during the test firing, they were at most We have reached 800 meters. Now we have to attack the mountain from the bottom. If we want to be lethal, we must push the trebuchet to about 400 to 500 meters at the foot of the mountain without being detected by the enemy's magic. , there are only ten of us here. We have to use magic to cover the trebuchet and protect the soldiers from magic attacks. It is too difficult. If the enemy is an ordinary person, it will be okay. Don't forget, they have 3 great magisters and 11 Magisters.”
Nelson looked at the people around him. They were all his confidants. There were no irrelevant people. The nearest guard was more than twenty meters away, so he lowered his voice and whispered: "The first wave of attacks. I will move the non-main force up, and don't care about their life or death. Many of these second-line armies are made up of small lords and some bandits attached to the adults. Their combat power is very poor, but their supplies are not much different from the main elite troops. Otherwise, it will cause trouble or simply cause harm to the place. Your Excellency has long wanted to rectify it, and now there is a chance... "
"I understand." Samir nodded slightly: "Since that's the case, it's easy to handle, but the supervising team is indispensable. As long as they find that they retreat, they will definitely die. If they push the stone dump truck with all their strength, they will have a chance to survive. On the contrary, It will make the riprap truck move faster.”
"Of course, I have experienced many battles. Please don't worry. It's your own safety that needs to be taken care of. I still need you." Nelson said,
"Don't worry, we may not be able to defeat those great magisters in a head-to-head confrontation, but we can still protect ourselves." Samir said in a confident tone: "According to the plan personally formulated by our wise Lord Senat, we magicians cannot There is no promotion test for the Magic Guild, and we are only proficient in those kinds of magic that are beneficial to war. However, when we were at the base, magicians like us who were specially trained to protect the adults could resist two people at the same time. The strength of senior magicians to take turns bombarding you."