Ever since the last team that left the city to harass the city fled back to the fort in embarrassment after being severely injured, the atmosphere in the Rock Fortress has fallen to the bottom.
The majestic and majestic knights led group after group of warriors to intercept the Cecils, but they could only leave their own corpses and fled back to the city. Still approaching the fort day by day, they were still near the hills two days ago, and today their flags appeared on the plain, as if they were really unstoppable.
And those southern nobles showed great wavering in this situation. They were frightened once and began to fidget after hearing that the Cecils were approaching. This reaction intensified the anxiety of the fortress defenders. Psychological pressure—anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is the existence of these southern nobles that magnifies the threat of Cecil's army and affects the morale of the fortress.
Sir Maryland even had to come forward in person to talk to those southern nobles, so that they could calm down and calm down a little, and no longer shake people's hearts. However, it was an unchangeable fact that the atmosphere in the fortress was deteriorating.
On this day, the Cecils finally stopped on the plain south of the Rock Fortress and began to set up camp. The mages who used the mage's eyes to observe the situation on the plain soon sent a more disturbing news:
Those Cecils occupied a highland in the southwest of the plain, and began to arrange some kind of huge magic mechanism on the highland.
That was far beyond the range of the trebuchets of the fortress, and even beyond the range of any mage tower.
In the inner city of Rock Fortress, in a brightly lit tavern, a bearded man put his beer glass on the table with a "boom", spilled the wine on the table, and yelled: "That's 'Skyfire' Ah! Skyfire! I know what the Cecilians are doing, I've seen it from afar... They use that thing, and they can break into the fort in no time... No one will survive!"
Then the man picked up the wine glass, gulped down the remaining beer in one gulp, and shouted drunkenly: "Come again!"
This is a down-and-out knight from the south. He fled into the fort with those southern nobles, and he has been wandering here for dozens of days now. The knight has some savings and some gold and silver with him, but after all, he is no match for the noble lord who can sing and dance in the castle - so he can only get drunk in this noisy and messy tavern, using alcohol to numb his severely damaged nerves.
Since the appearance of the Cecils, such down-and-out knights have been appearing more and more frequently in taverns and brothels. In the past, no one would bother them, but today, someone finally couldn't stand it—a perennial stationed in the Rock Fortress The local knight suddenly got up, grabbed the downcast knight by the collar, and forcibly pulled him up from his seat: "You coward! What else can you do except drink here and say something depressing?!"
The drunken down-and-out knight glanced at the hand grasping his neckline, and twisted his muscles into a weird smile: "You are not a coward, you can try to rush up when Cecil's skyfire falls..."
The local knight was full of anger, and subconsciously raised his fist high, wanting to show some color to the southerner who was disrupting order and shaking people's hearts in the fortress—after the southern nobles and their followers hid in the fortress, the local soldiers Conflicts with these "outsiders" have been accumulating, and at this moment when the atmosphere is sluggish, the conflicts seem to have finally reached the stage of breaking out, but the fists of the local knights have not yet fallen, and a wave seems to come from far away, Suddenly, there was a faint sound of thunder.
Immediately afterwards, there was another strange howling sound in the night sky, as if something heavy was attacking quickly.
After the local knight was stunned for a short while, the southern knight caught by him uttered a strange cry, and then made a move that stunned everyone: he broke free from the hand that was holding his collar, and climbed into the table immediately Underneath, they shouted loudly: "Heavenly fire is coming! The magic of the Cecilians!"
Not only him, several southern knights and wandering soldiers in other corners of the tavern also immediately burrowed under the nearest table, yelling loudly while burrowing, the content of the yelling was basically about Tianhuo and Cecil magic-
The local knight was stunned for a moment. He wanted to reprimand the cowardly man in front of him who had no chivalry at all, how could he be so unbearable, but then, a deafening explosion came from the direction of the southern city wall. The loud noise even The wooden structure of the tavern was shaken, causing large flakes of dust to fall from the beams—the tavern was in an instant of chaos.
The southern knight who was under the table poked his head out and shouted to the chaotic tavern: "Skyfire! Skyfire is down! Find a place to get up! Get down on the ground! Don't stand and run around!"
"Calm down! Order! Take your weapon and report to the city wall!" The local knight shouted hoarsely, "Don't run around!"
However, the second and third explosions made his efforts come to naught. Those explosions continued to come from the south of the fortress, and the last one seemed to explode above everyone's heads.
However, in the midst of these continuous, astonishing explosions, as if the high-level spells cast by great magicians, the southern knight who got under the table got out again at some point. There were several other southern knights and soldiers who were looking for cover or lying down on the spot for the first time.
"The movement is wrong..." the southern knight muttered, "it didn't fall on the ground... it didn't fall all over the city..."
The local knight couldn't hear the murmur at all, and he roared in the chaos: "What did you say!?"
"I said the movement was wrong! Skyfire didn't come in!"
The southern knight suddenly roared, and while the people in the tavern were stunned, several southerners suddenly rushed out the door.
They rushed to the open space outside the tavern, endured the fear that came from their nerves, and looked up in the direction of the skyfire explosion—then, they saw the huge barrier covering the entire Rock Fortress.
A hazy halo rises from the edge of the dark and solemn city wall of the Rock Fortress. On the city wall, countless magic runes are shining brightly, and the energy barrier covering the entire fortress is supported by the magic runes. It was radiant, and through that layer of translucent halo, people in the south could clearly see a few light blue streaks in the night sky rapidly passing through the darkness and hitting the barrier—or the city wall in the distance.
A thunderous explosion sounded, and the southern knight and his partners subconsciously went limp, but the explosion only rose outside the barrier—the huge flame was like a large-scale firework displayed by illusionists, deafening and shaking the air, Layers of brilliance were aroused on the surface of the energy barrier, but in the end it was not transmitted into the barrier.
More pale blue bright streaks streaked across the night sky and landed on the barrier and the city wall, but the southern knight and his companions stood firm. They stared at the terrible sky fires exploding outside the barrier, with fear on their faces. Finally gradually replaced by ecstasy.
The terrible "Sky Fire" was stopped.
The legendary ancient magical walls of Rockhold have proved themselves mighty.
Inside the fortress, it's safe!
"Skyfire was stopped by the barrier!" "The barrier stopped them!" "The Cecils can't get in!" "We are safe!!"
The cheers came from the southern population first, and then the other soldiers and knights in the Rock Fortress who were already extremely nervous and anxious also cheered.
The nobles and high-ranking knights in the castle area also cheered.
"Ladies! Gentlemen! We can rest easy," Sir Maryland stood on the high platform of the main hall of the castle, looked at everyone below with a smile on his face, and looked at those with joy on their faces. The southern nobles, as well as those fortress knights who were relieved, "The 'fancy gadgets' of the Cecilians don't seem to be invincible. They can also be intercepted by magic barriers!"
A southern aristocrat stood up, bowed deeply to Sir Maryland in a dramatic gesture, then turned and said in some pompous aria: "Friends—we can get the wine out of the cellar Already!"
After trembling in an extremely tense and depressive atmosphere for so long, the nobles seem to need a banquet to calm their mood.
And before the banquet started, the "sky fire" that fell from the sky gradually subsided. It seemed that even the Cecils realized the strength of the Rock Fortress, or their magic devices needed to be cooled down. This situation made the atmosphere in the fortress even more Take it easy.
Sir Maryland and his knights can still control their emotions, while those southern nobles... they seem to be too suppressed, too tense, and after finally relaxing, their banquet will almost become a party. A vengeful orgy.
But Sir Maryland allowed it all with a smile—in his opinion, these poor gentlemen really needed to relax, they had been under too much pressure for a while.
The lights in the castle area were brightly lit, and a banquet quickly unfolded.
The celebration of the nobles seems to come too suddenly and too exaggerated, but the nobles are such a group - holding a banquet is not only their entertainment, but also their social, work and even daily life. They know that the soldiers in other parts of the fortress will still be there Because of their posts, they can safely and boldly exchange glasses in the banquet hall. The nobles are good at holding banquets, and they are also used to holding banquets for any reason and in any name, let alone the current situation with sufficient reasons.
However, Viscount Carroll couldn't stand the overly intense atmosphere change. After staying in the banquet hall for a while, he felt stuffy, so he left the hall for an excuse, went outside, and found a quiet place on the terrace. place, a breath of fresh night air.
This is the highest terrace in the castle area, where you can clearly see the situation of the magic barrier.
The magic barrier of the Rock Fortress is still active, and a layer of translucent energy shield is covering the outside of the city wall, and it is faintly connected with the magic metal buried inside the city wall: with the help of the ancient and powerful magic power focus inside the fortress, plus The magic energy accumulated on the upper city wall during the day, this barrier can last until the next day, until the sun rises again and recharges the barrier, and even if there is no sun the next day, several large mages in the fortress Towers can also draw power from underground mana foci, keeping the barrier functioning at a lower power.
Looking at the magic barrier in the distance made Viscount Carroll, who was inexplicably agitated, feel a little relieved. He exhaled lightly, and through the translucent light curtain, he cast his gaze to a farther place.
The attack of the Cecilians was over, the process was so short, and the end was so abrupt, which inevitably made Viscount Carroll, who had experienced the bombardment of the Crushed Stone Ridge, feel a little unnatural. Outlined a few runes, and opened the "Mage's Eye" for himself.
His vision instantly projected into the distance, and in his slightly distorted and shaking vision, he saw that the Cecil camp under the night was operating as usual.
The details that the mage's eyes can see are limited, but there is one thing he can be sure of: those Cecil soldiers who are leisurely adjusting the "Skyfire Device" and chatting and laughing around the campfire have absolutely no atmosphere of frustration...
A sound of footsteps sounded behind him, and Viscount Carroll immediately dissipated the magic effect of the mage's eye. At the same time, he heard a slightly cold voice from Viscount Ropeni? Viscount, what are you doing?"
Carroll turned around and saw the awe-inspiring lady who led everyone out of hell, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but then frowned again: "Vasoness Grant, I don't think the situation is right !"
Luo Peini's thin eyebrows raised slightly: "Is the situation wrong?"
"It's impossible for the Cecil's attack to be so quiet... They can bombard the gravel ridge for an hour, so there's no reason why they should be so relaxed when attacking the rock fortress," Viscount Carroll said anxiously. I found, "I just saw with the eyes of the mage, their camp is in order, and there is no sign of a setback in the attack..."
"That's right... this is really a disturbing situation," Countess Luo Penny's face became serious, and she rubbed a ring on her finger subconsciously, "...it's too disturbing."
"I'm going to remind Sir Maryland," Viscount Carroll frowned, but just after he finished speaking, he looked at Luo Penny curiously, "But then again... Viscount, why did you leave the banquet hall? You also found What is it?"
"I just came back from the city wall," Luo Penny said lightly, "Did you forget that Sir Maryland entrusted us with the task of guarding the second city wall and a part of the mage's tower—it's a pity that almost everyone is drinking in the banquet hall , I had to come out and do something serious."
"Thank goodness, there are ladies like you who are keeping vigilant," Viscount Carroll admired, and raised his feet to walk towards the castle area. "We are going to ask Sir Maryland..."
His words came to an abrupt end.
A soft and slightly cold hand held his arm, and a ring on that hand was emitting a faint blue light.
Viscount Carroll felt a cold numbness spread from his arms to his whole body. He turned his head slightly with difficulty, and saw the expressionless face of Ropeni Grant. He tried to open his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. Make a little noise.
He heard the still beautiful lady in front of him speak to himself—the latter leaned very close and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Viscount, do you know that eleven years ago, when those thugs attacked my husband When I was in the castle, there was only one loyal sentry standing on the tower, trying to intercept those mobs with crossbow arrows... "
Luo Penny? Gulen pulled a little distance away, and under Carol's horrified eyes, she pushed his body little by little.
"The sentry was the same size as you when he fell from the tower. Your knight probably didn't mention this little detail when he returned to report to you..."
Viscount Carroll's body leaned to a dangerous angle on the edge of the terrace, and he rolled his eyes stiffly, but apart from turning his eyes, there was no place in his body to move at all—a mage, when his spellcasting ability was first After the blockade, it is almost impossible to break through the shackles of the limbs with muscle strength.
At the last moment, Luo Penny gently pushed Viscount Carroll.
At the last moment, the viscount only heard a vague sentence from the wind: "... that's how the sentry fell."
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