As expected by Agatha, in the afternoon, Maisie's cheerful roar was rarely heard.
When witches are fighting, their spirits are often in a state of high tension, which is a double consumption of magic and physical strength. Therefore, in the combat training of the Federation, how to seize the time to relax and restore physical strength is the most critical content. After all, in the face of the swarming demons, only by relying on reasonable rotation and team cooperation can we survive on the battlefield.
Therefore, when Phyllis drove and lured the evil beasts, Agatha would sit on the side and take the opportunity to rest until several evil beasts gathered together... At noon, she also used white snow and dry food to deal with it, and she did not stop for almost a moment. Whenever three or four of them were sealed by ice, Agatha would solidify the snow into a smooth piece of ice, and quickly send the prey to the western city wall by sliding.
As the gray sky gradually darkened, Ye Ye notified them that the game was over.
Back at the starting point, the two of them were surprised to find that there were hundreds of evil beasts locked in the wooden cage, of which there were about 30 mixed species. The largest wolf-bear hybrid had a height close to the city wall, and its limbs were as sturdy as stone pillars. Even the God's Punishment Army and the Terror Beast might not be able to carry it on their backs.
Which group caught this
Although there was no change on the surface, Phyllis felt a little disappointment in her heart. After all, the two of them had already achieved the best score of twenty-two small and medium-sized evil beasts. They thought they were outstanding enough, but now it seems likely that they have the lowest score. A group that.
The question is, how did the other two groups catch so many evil beasts
"It's hard work," Wendy walked up to the crowd and was relieved to see that everyone was safe. She took a notebook from her bosom and started announcing the results.
"Neverwinter, seven points, good performance."
Wait... Seven points? Phyllis couldn't help but be stunned. The first place wasn't the Neverwinter City team? Could it be that the two people from Sleeping Island alone captured the remaining eighty or so demonic beasts
"It's all Maisie's fault," Lightning said while holding her forehead. "If she hadn't gone halfway to dig a winter eagle's nest and spent an hour baking eggs, we should have caught a few more."
"Obviously it was you who asked me to go..." The pigeon squatting on top of the little girl murmured aggrievedly, "and you ate the most after roasting, and even went to pick a handful of bird's snout mushrooms, saying that eggs go well with birds. Mushrooms taste better goo…”
"Anyway, it's good to come back safely... Well, next is the Sleeping Island team, fifteen points, as expected of Ashes." Wendy continued.
"She's just an errand," Andrea sighed. "I knocked down all the evil beasts. It's a pity that she encountered fewer monsters, and she didn't run fast enough."
Ashes glared at the other party angrily, "Would you like to carry a wild boar species and run around fifteen times in the snow to see?"
"Only a muscular barbarian is suitable for this kind of thing."
"That's also stronger than someone who is weak."
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"Cough cough," Wendy quickly interrupted the dispute between the two, "Finally, the Taquila team, a total of 22 points! Congratulations, the one-month share of the Chaos Drink reward is yours!"
"Ah, how enviable!" Andrea said unwillingly.
"I really want to drink Gu..." Maisie looked at Agatha eagerly.
Phyllis was greatly surprised, "But there are hundreds of demonic beasts in the cage..."
"Ah, that was all caught by Ye Ye." Wendy smiled and waved her hand.
Following the words of the leader of the alliance, all the contestants turned their gazes to the green-haired witch beside them.
Ye Zi patted the back of his head embarrassedly, "Because I was worried that there would be too many evil beasts entering the hunting area, I set up a trap area for about one kilometer on the periphery, and only allowed them to pass through a few fixed passages. Later, I thought that it would fall anyway. The evil beasts that have fallen into the vine trap can't be let go at will, so they simply dragged them all to the edge of the forest, so that His Majesty Roland can add more targets."
The scene was suddenly silent.
With only one person's strength, the evil beasts caught surpassed all the competition team's gains, and they were also completed while monitoring the competition. Is there such a terrifying battle witch hidden in the high-ranking ascendants of the alliance!
Even if it is above the transcendent, it is impossible to catch so many evil beasts in one day.
What's with this inexplicable frustration and feeling of being hit...
Phyllis suddenly felt that the first place in the competition was not so important.
The next day, Neverwinter finally completed all the preparations for the artillery exercise.
When Roland came to the western section of the city wall, the two sides of the wall were already crowded with citizens who came to watch the exercise. The 2,000 seats were swept away. According to Edith's statistics, 80% of the ticket buyers were from the original border. town residents. Obviously, it is no longer an unbearable burden for the local people to spend two silver wolves to participate in an event attended by His Majesty the King.
The sky in the west seemed to be cooperating with the exercise. The heavy snow that had been falling all night stopped in the early morning, and the howling north wind also eased a bit. The vast field west of the city wall seemed to be covered with a layer of silver-white carpet. The ruts and footprints left by carrying the demonic beasts were all covered with snow, making it look flat and neat.
The evil beast as the target has undoubtedly become the focus of the audience. More than a hundred trophies are divided into three rows according to the distance of 300 meters, 500 meters and 1000 meters. The more ferocious and burly mixed species, the distance from the city wall is the closer. Apparently witnessing these mighty monsters reduced to bloody shards under the cannon fire was an unparalleled enjoyment for the residents of Neverwinter tormented by the Fel Moon.
As for the smaller batches, all of them were used as embellishments for pre-buried gunpowder. Anyway, the distance was far away, so there was no need to see it so clearly, but the quantity was more important. In the last row, the cages in which the evil beasts were imprisoned were arranged in a rectangle with a length and width of nearly 100 meters, just waiting for the brightest brilliance.
"Your Majesty, the First Army Artillery Battalion is ready." Iron Axe climbed the city wall and reported loudly.
Roland let out a breath of white breath, turned his head to look at the echo beside him, "Play the split march."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
As the magic power unfolded from the echo's fingers, the loud and familiar music instantly resounded through the entire city wall. Obviously, this march had been tired of listening to the school sports meeting, but now it is echoing again in the sky over Neverwinter City, Roland is still I felt the involuntary throbbing in my heart. As if there was a surging power in the tune, he couldn't help holding his head high to welcome the arrival of the soldiers.
All the people who were whispering to each other quieted down and turned their eyes to the end of the long street closest to the city wall. I saw a group of soldiers in uniforms of the same color appearing at the corner of the street with neat steps and approaching the preset position in an orderly manner.
I remember that when the evil moon was first encountered two years ago, the city was only the size of a palm, and people who had only been trained for less than two months took long spears and short spears to fight against evil beasts on the concrete walls made of rubble, even if one Ordinary hybrids can also keep the militias scrambling. But now, they can face higher-level challenges with ease, while the seemingly powerful evil beast has become the target of Neverwinter City to declare its strength. This contrast makes Roland feel agitated.
When the soldiers climbed the city wall from the gentle slope, the crowd erupted in applause, and one wave after another seemed to never stop. He knew that any speech was unnecessary at this moment, and all the audience expected was the melodious roar of artillery.
"I announce that the artillery exercise starts now!" Roland gave the order loudly. r