Mages Are Too OP

Chapter 142: Fishing law enforcement

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The statue of Roland standing outside the royal city is located by a lake.

The statue made entirely of silver-white sand is protected by rules and cannot be damaged or moved.

The statue is about three meters high. It is depicted as a young man wearing a very ordinary magic robe, with his hands on his hips, looking up to the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a strong aura of literary youth.

What's even worse is that at the feet of the sand sculpture, there is a large and exaggerated golden basin that looks like a broken bowl.

In fact, it is a copper basin. Because it has not been oxidized, the copper is golden.

After Roland read it, he deeply felt the malice of the game production team.

Sand sculpture, a big broken bowl used for begging, the kind made by rich people with gold!

This is too funny.

As for what to say... insulting people? Roland did have his own opinion.

The game development team came up with this sand sculpture. All magician players who want to learn passive mana recovery skills must get in front of this statue and throw money into it.

Based on a conservative estimate, Roland can get at least 10 to 20 million soft girl coins. If you make bold assumptions, it could be hundreds of millions.

In other words, the game development team directly sent tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of money to Roland, so what if they made a spoof

Moreover, Roland felt that the development team had some deep intentions in it.

If you find a bug, you can get tens of millions, and the money still comes from the players, the "sheep". Even if most people are sensible, a few people will be jealous and feel that Roland Bai has taken advantage. Wait for them to gather online. Together, post more posts in a rhythm, for example, Roland has a PY trading relationship with the game company, or is a relative or acquaintance of the game development team, etc. Use this method to make money from players.

It can make waves.

Although most people won't believe it, as long as a small number of people do, it will be a troublesome thing for Roland.

It will also have a certain impact on game companies.

Roland estimated that the game official helped design the statue like this to make the majority of players who paid money to learn expertise laugh, and unknowingly reduce their dislike of Roland.

Of course, this is just Roland's personal guess.

Roland shook his head helplessly, feeling a little sad knowing that the title 'Sand Sculpture' would definitely be bound to him in the future.

After everyone finished reading the posts, they started eating hot pot.

"The cooking skills in this world are very poor. Most of the food tastes terrible. Even the feast we had at the city lord's place yesterday was not very delicious." Because Hawke is now so big, his food consumption has also become worse. It was much bigger. As he ate it fiercely, he said, "It's more delicious if we make it ourselves."

Roland put a piece of meat on his plate and sighed: "Most people can't even eat enough, so how can they study how to make it delicious?"

"I think it's a matter of racial talent." Link eats very gracefully, chewing slowly and occasionally, when eating and talking, he will cover his mouth with his hand: "For example, the sun never sets on the island country Even though I have been rich for so many years, I have never seen how delicious they make the food."

The other three people laughed loudly at the same time. In the real world, there are a few things that everyone can hack together without any problem, and they are recognized sources of happiness.

For example, the cooking techniques of the island country where the sun never sets.

The Tram Gentleman of Fuso Country and so on.

Food cannot be eaten without being eaten, and soon everyone had eaten everything in the pot, leaving only some soup base.

While picking his teeth, Hawke asked: "Roland, how do you think they will deal with us?"

"When we get together, they will definitely deal with it carefully." But here's the problem. Roland pointed to the city wall in the distance. Because there were torches on it, the towering city wall looked unusually tall and majestic at night: "Our dock After all, it was built on the basis of this city. If they don’t confront us head-on, they will block our right to enter and leave the city. Do you think this pier must still exist?”

Hawke nodded: "This is also what worries me. Even if our guild people arrive in a few days, they won't let us enter the city, and any travelers who disembark from our dock will not be allowed to enter the city. Our dock will be built in vain.”

Jett said matter-of-factly next to him: "Isn't that the end of the attack? They are just the lords of a city. If we have more soldiers, we can resurrect them. If we kill one, they will lose one."

"But the problem is that our division is unknown." Roland said lightly: "The mission system is very metaphysical. According to my personal intuition, it will always release some missions that are more inclined to the good camp. Even if dozens of professionals from the Silver Wings Guild come over, , can capture this city, but isn’t that no different from a bandit? Do you think the system will issue a task called: ‘Purge corrupted gamers’ or something like that.”

Jet felt a chill when he heard it.

He is a player himself, and he knows very well how terrifying it is to not give up until a task is completed once a task is announced.

No matter how powerful the Silver Wing Guild is, can it compete with hundreds of thousands of players

It would be strange if all members of the guild were not brushed back to level zero.

Hawke was a little unhappy: "Can we only passively defend?"

"Not necessarily. We can try fishing for law enforcement!" Roland smiled.

Hawke's eyes lit up: "Oh, brother Kong Ming, what's the plan?"

In the castle, Old John and Little John sat face to face, with some young officers standing beside them.

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, illuminating everyone's face.

Amidst the crackling sounds that sounded from time to time, Old John said: "Now the Golden Sons have completed their gathering ahead of schedule, and they have also dug many long trenches two or three meters wide and deep near the dock, one after another. As for there are ten, forming They built a semicircular trench formation to protect their dock. War horses would never be able to rush through. Moreover, they also placed wooden boards on the trenches so that ordinary people could move around at will, but our war horses certainly could not. If a person is too heavy, it will collapse if he steps on it.”

Several young officers showed disgust: "This is a method only used by cowards. Those sons of gold have no chivalry. War should be upright. What kind of skill do they use to restrict our cavalry?"

Everyone had depressed expressions on their faces.

In fact, they knew very well in their hearts that they could only say this in front of their own people. If it was really spread outside, it would be strange if they were not laughed to death by other nobles and lords.

If Old John's tactics were truly upright, heavy cavalry should be king, and the cavalry would no longer be equipped with hand crossbows.

It is nothing more than trying to use the mobility of the light cavalry to contain the damage. This style of play is obviously what they call a 'coward'.

Especially Old John, he thought that his light cavalry was invincible, but the opponent only dug a few trenches and restricted his strongest combat power.

After a moment of silence, Old John said: "I have been a soldier for more than 20 years, and I have seen trenches, but they are only used to prevent magicians from intensive fireball bombings. Generally, there is only one horizontal line. Our cavalry It can be crossed in one jump. But the trenches made by these Golden Sons are ten in a row. No matter how powerful the horseman is, it is impossible to jump across the trenches ten times in a row, and the distance between the trenches is too short. It can be seen from this that they know how to deal with cavalry."

"I don't think they realize that this is a way to deal with cavalry. Maybe they just want to dig more trenches. If a battle breaks out, they can burrow into the soil and escape like rats."

After the young officer finished speaking, he burst out laughing, but no one agreed with him, and he quickly shut his mouth in embarrassment.

"The other party did not use to resist the horse, but used this more reliable method, which shows that they have at least learned how to conduct a war." Old John thought for a while and said: "This may be Roland's strategy, he is a magician , is very knowledgeable, and it’s not surprising that he knows some military knowledge.”

The others nodded in agreement.

Even on hostile terms, they acknowledge the spellcaster's erudition and mysticism.

But in fact... this decision was made by Hawke. He is the second-in-command of the guild. He often takes over the command of large-scale PK in the game. He also studied command and war formation theory by himself for a period of time.

To deal with the cavalry, digging multiple long vertical trenches is the most basic thing.

"Do you have any way to force them out from the dock?" Old John looked at the other people expectantly: "Otherwise we will have to fight a long-term war with them. Although a long-term war is also very beneficial to us, it will not Our reputation will have a great impact, and outsiders will say that we can’t even defeat hundreds of beggars and four professionals.”

Everyone shook their heads.

For a while, they couldn't find a suitable method.

There are four professionals on the other side, one mage, one priest, and two warriors.

Two elites, and two other fighters close to elites.

Moreover, the opponent has a geographical advantage. In that case, even if the infantry is forced to rush forward, it is estimated that they can rush down.

Instead, soldiers would die in large numbers.

After all, the infantry in Del Gang City are really not very good.

Everyone let out a long sigh.

At this time, a scout who looked like a scout trotted in and said: "City Lord, there is movement in the target. According to our observation, they seemed to have a dispute. The two casters left the dock in a small boat and went down the river."

Old John's eyes lit up: "Really?"

The scout nodded vigorously: "We can guarantee this 100%."

"It's good to argue." Old John stood up: "Send a message and ask our navy to rush down from the upper reaches immediately to sink those two people into the river."

Little John said with some worry: "Father, I'm afraid this is a trick."

Old John waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter even if it's a strategy. As long as they separate, no matter whether it's a strategy or not, it's a wrong move. Dividing the troops means the dispersion of combat power. Let the infantry and archers leave the city immediately and surround them. .”

Little John felt something was wrong, but he could not find a suitable reason to refute his father. He just had to think about it.

The other officers ran out of the study excitedly to carry out Old John's orders.

And Old John turned his head and said: "Kid, help me put on my armor!"