Mages Are Too OP

Chapter 128: What does it mean to be fair and aboveboard?

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Seeing Roland's showy appearance, the players around him all had expressions like "You are the boss, you speak."

Roland did not give a direct answer, but looked at the female player not far away who was sitting quietly in a daze, and asked: "Sister, what is the name of that resistance soldier?"

"Ah, oh!" Because her mind was not here, the female player was stunned for a moment before reacting: "You can call me Ellie, the name of the resistance is Gray Eyes."

"We'll pretend to be Gray Eyes." Roland smiled and looked at the other male players: "Of course, we have to cover our faces."

After being stunned for a moment, the surrounding players started laughing.

'Damn it, why didn't I think of this trick? Now the teacher has become famous. '

'As expected, he is a magician and an old cunt. '

'Damn it, I have a bad feeling. When other magician players grow up, we barbarians who can only chop and chop will be led by their noses! '

Of course, this is just a joke among the players in admiration.

The male players all realized what it meant, but the female player Ellie was still a little confused: "But the people in the Gray Eyes Resistance Army are all dead. If we want to impersonate, we must at least find their people."

Hmm... The players around were a little surprised, and then felt relieved.

Probably because he was so cute and stupid, he was deceived so miserably by that young noble.

At this moment, most of the male players felt even more hateful that such a simple and lovely girl could be deceived so miserably. The noble city lord deserved to die even more.

Roland coughed and said, "There are still four days left. It's not important for us to just stay here and do nothing. How about this? How about we do some preliminary work first?"

"Okay, it's up to you." A group of male players shouted.

They are all knowledgeable people, and Roland's advice just now proves that this person does have something in his head, and there is no problem in listening to him.

Moreover, Roland is still the strongest mage at this stage, and there is probably no one present who can be his opponent.

Generally speaking, players believe in the unspoken rule of speaking with big fists in the game, but Roland not only has big fists, but also seems to have a good IQ.

Roland took out two gold coins: "Find a few friends who are ordinary-looking and good at bargaining, and go to the city to buy forty or fifty sets of black clothes and black scarves. In addition... are there any friends who are good at drawing and bring the topographic map of Moli City? Get a copy so we can formulate a battle plan."

"I'll go buy some clothes. I'm pretty good at bargaining." A handsome archer stood up.

Roland looked at him and said helplessly: "Are you sure you look ordinary?"

"Don't worry, my anti-tracking skills are very strong, and I also have an unobtrusive shading technique, so I won't attract the attention of interested people." The handsome archer said with a smile.

"Then let me draw the map." Another player who looked like a thief stood up.

Roland counted the number of players present and said with a smile: "As for the others, let's go cut down the trees together."

"What are you doing cutting down trees?" someone asked.

"Making a simple trebuchet." Roland explained: "Although it will fall apart after just two or three uses, it should be able to have some effect when used to smash the castle gate."

"Okay!" A group of people stood up.

To be honest, they have been here for four days and are already tired of it. It is always good to do something.

Ellie walked up, her expression still very melancholy: "Then what can I do?"

Roland thought for a while and said, "How about you write an admonition for the Gray-Eyed Resistance from the perspective of a victim? I think the post you wrote on the forum should be pretty good."

"I graduated from the Literature Department." Ellie said lightly, and then asked: "Do you want something passionate or tragic?"

"Sad and angry."

Ai Li turned her head and thought for a while, then said: "Okay, then I will change King Luo Bin's "Quest for Wu Zhao Xi"."

Roland, a science student, was speechless. He sounded so distinguished.

At this time, a smiling male player came up next to him and said, "Roland, you are using a simple trebuchet to fend off the enemy. Do you want to attack from the front?"

"Of course, to vent your anger on one's own people, you have to be fair and arrogant at the same time." Roland said matter-of-factly.

The smiling male player suddenly felt that Roland's idea was very unique: "But we have to cover our faces. Is this considered fair?"

"Telling them openly that we are hiding our identity is not a contradiction, right?"

"You're awesome!" The player gave a thumbs up: "Netizens in the live broadcast room are saying that you are not only an old cunt, but you also sell swords!"

Roland was shocked: "You are actually live broadcasting."

"How fresh." The player's face had an expression that you only know: "I was the first to come. At the request of the majority of netizens, I have been live broadcasting for four days."

At this time, Roland also received a system message. When he opened it, he saw that it was other people from the F6 guild who were @him.

Li Lin: Come on, show the style our F6 military advisor should have.

Beta: Brother Luolan is so awesome.

Shuke: I was watching the live broadcast, and it felt so subtle. This was Roland that we usually don’t see.

Rafi: It's a pity that I'm too far away from Mori City, otherwise I would have got involved.

It's actually live broadcast... If I had known about it before, I wouldn't have messed up.

There is a feeling of embarrassment as if you are suffering from chuunibyou and then being seen by your relatives.

Once you have something to do, time will pass faster. Four days will pass in a blink of an eye. All the players who can come are here, and those who can't come will most likely return to the city for free.

In the past four days, they used trees and rattan to make eight simple trebuchets.

Clothes and maps were already prepared. Roland looked at the map for a while, drew two lines, and then said to the more than forty masked men in black robes around him: "First, wait for the six people from the second group to sneak into the city. , and then we appeared in front of the city gate. Seeing our roaring appearance, the city gate must have been closed. We read the message written by Ellie to defeat the enemy together, and then the trebuchet smashed the city gate.

At this time, the enemy's attention will definitely be attracted to us. If the noble city lord leads his troops to leave his castle and come to the city wall to support, then the second group will sneak into the castle to cause trouble, such as setting fire to his home or something, which will make him anxious. , at a loss. If the opponent defends the castle and cannot come out, the second group will attack the city wall from behind and help us open the city gate. But I think the second plan is unlikely. The young noble will probably come to the city wall to see what our situation is like. "

A player asked: "Isn't it fair and aboveboard? It's too despicable to send a spy in."

"We have an open and honest attack on the city." Roland spread his hands and said in confusion.