Casting spells

But before the twenty light cavalry in charge of scouting ran too far, the ground suddenly shook violently, and at the same time made a deafening noise.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

I saw more than a dozen unfathomable gullies cracked on the ground without warning, and countless monsters stained with mud jumped out of them, submerging the completely unprepared army like a tide.

confusion!

The chaos beyond words!

Due to the violent vibration of the ground before, most of the war horses were frightened directly, and they ran away without the rider's control.

Some were lucky enough to fall off their horses early on without any serious problems.

But those unlucky ones who didn't pick off their horses in the first place either bumped into a tree branch of different heights in the forest, or fell halfway because they lost their grip, and were trampled into flesh by the horses following behind.

In just one face-to-face effort, the army lost almost all of its horses, and retreating became an almost impossible task.

The only thing the soldiers who came back to their senses could do was to move closer together as much as possible, barely forming a formation to defend in situ.

All of a sudden, there were screams, shouts, roars, and the sound of officers giving orders.

The monsters created by Zhang Cheng did not hesitate to show off their strange abilities. Every few minutes, someone would fall down and never stand up again.

The bewildered lord couldn't believe it. He didn't even see the tower, and his army was on the verge of collapse and despair.

If it wasn't that there was no way out, and they couldn't surrender, these soldiers would definitely turn around and flee, or drop their weapons and kneel on the ground.

"My God! Who can tell me! What the hell happened?" The lord asked loudly with a trembling voice.

"My lord! We were ambushed! I swear on my life! This was definitely premeditated!" A young knight next to him responded loudly.

"You mean... the owner of the magic tower knew we were coming? So he arranged all this in advance?"

"Maybe! Maybe not! It's meaningless to discuss this now! If we want to survive, we must gather as many soldiers as possible, and then set up a defensive position. Otherwise, once it gets dark, we will die without a 100% burial place .” Cavalier [-] Years panted heavily, reminding him nervously.

"Yes! Gather the soldiers! Forward! There is a cliff over there! It should be a good defensive position!"

"Bowman! Flat shot! Spearman! Ready to charge!"

16th Chapter [-] Infighting

The chaos and massacre lasted for four to ten minutes, until the lord retreated to a narrow cliff near the cliff with the remaining troops, and then built a parapet with stones and corpses, barely resisting the monsters' crazy attack .

Feeling the strong smell of blood in the air, he finally breathed a sigh of relief with blood stains on his face and armor, and asked without looking back, "How many soldiers can we fight now?"

"If you count those who can still afford weapons, there are still about 500 people. However, many people have been injured, and no more than 300 people have really retained their full combat effectiveness. The most important thing is, just now The chaos caused us to lose almost all our supplies, and the only food we have now is the dry food we carry with us for no more than three days. Of course, this is not the worst. The worst thing is that the drinking water we currently keep can only last for two days at most. "The slightly aged knight lowered his voice and said the current grim situation.

It can be said that the sudden attack of the monsters directly knocked the greedy people who were originally high morale and full of desire for wealth and power from the clouds to the bottom.

Now, no one would consider plundering the priceless treasures in the tower, but racked their brains and tried every means to keep themselves alive.

Because they know that there is no other way to go than to wait in place except to die.

Among other things, just the lack of water and food can make a person starve to death and die of thirst.

In addition, outside the parapet, those vicious and brutal monsters did not leave, but waited patiently around them. In the dark dense forest, pairs of terrifying eyes with green light can often be seen.

"Damn it! What should we do now? Wait to die?" The lord raised his fist and slammed the hard tree trunk, his face full of resentment and unwillingness.

He never dreamed that such a terrible accident would happen at the last moment of his plan that was sure of everything.

Especially the number of monsters hiding in the woods is too large to be counted. If he had known that this place was so dangerous, he would not have risked his life to get close, so that he ended up like this.

The knight shook his head helplessly: "I'm sorry, my lord, I can't think of any way to help us get out of the predicament. Maybe, you can try to communicate with the owner of the magic tower and see if you can ask him to let him go. us."

"Communication? How do you want me to communicate with him? Tell him it was an accident and we didn't come to snatch his property? Don't be stupid! I can guarantee that he must know the reason why he dealt with us so recklessly What?" The lord growled angrily.

"But this is our only chance to survive, my lord. No matter what, you are a nobleman and the lord of a city. As long as you are willing to make a certain degree of concession, I think the other party should not dare to do anything to you." Knight A strange light flickered in the pupils.

Not only him, but all the surviving soldiers around looked at the lord with similar eyes.

Undoubtedly, compared to the so-called "glorious death in battle", they want to live, even if it is a humble and humiliating life.

The lord who noticed this suddenly shrank his pupils, and asked loudly with vigilance: "What do you want to do? I am your lord! My family and I have ruled this land for more than 300 years!"

"My lord, we have no intention of provoking your right to rule and authority. We just hope that we can leave this ghost place alive. Anyway, you are our leader, and you should stand up and take responsibility at critical moments, don't you?" The guy who looked like a mercenary leader stood up, holding the hilt of his sword tightly with one hand, as if he might draw out his weapon at any time.

Normally, with such threatening actions and language, the knights and guards should immediately stand up and yell at each other to arrest them.

But this time, like a collective blindness, they deliberately pretended not to see anything, allowing the other party to approach their loyal object.

Although several young people tried to stand up and stop them, they were stopped by their older companions.

All of a sudden, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became extremely quiet and weird.

"Responsibility?" The lord narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at this small character that he would not care about on weekdays.

"That's right! Responsibility! It was you who caused this disaster, and it was you who angered the powerful spellcasters in the magic tower, which is why we have suffered a tragic experience. Now, there are two roads in front of you. One is to take the initiative to stand up and negotiate with the other party to ensure that the rest of the people can go home. As for the other, it is natural that we cut off your head and use it to ask the tower owner for forgiveness." The mercenary leader said at the same time As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the blood-stained broadsword, exuding a dangerous aura from his whole body.

Even a fool can feel that he is definitely not joking, but intends to put it into practice.

After all, as mercenaries licking blood, these guys don't care about the majesty of the lord. As long as there is enough profit, they even dare to plunder the manor of the noble.

Anyway, it's a big deal, just make a vote and start over in a place where no one knows me.

In this world where information transmission is very slow, you can completely change your appearance after leaving a city two or three hundred kilometers away, and the chance of being recognized is so small that it is negligible.

The lord, who was used to being superior, was obviously irritated by the other party's attitude, and sneered tremblingly: "Okay! Very good! Very good! I will remember you, and you."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the expressionless and inactive knights and soldiers around him, turned around and strode over the parapet, and shouted madly towards the depths of the forest: "My name is Kerwin Oren! Lord of the land! Master of the tower! I now demand a face-to-face negotiation with you!"

"Negotiation?" Zhang Cheng, who was far away on the upper floor of the tower, immediately showed an expression of interest when he heard this, and told the young man waiting in the forest, "Allens, go and see what's going on."

"Yes, master." The young man walked out from the depths of the dense forest immediately after sending the message.

Of course, he was not alone, and there were thousands of monsters closely behind him.

But when he saw the familiar face of the lord, he finally couldn't help but sneered and sarcastically said, "Ah! I thought who it was, it turned out to be the noble lord."

"Are you Alans?! That lucky apprentice?"

"Yes! But I am no longer an apprentice! With the generosity of my great master, the power I possess far exceeds your imagination."

"Master? Have you already turned to the master of the tower?"

"Why not? Anyone who sees the power of the master with his own eyes will become his most loyal servant and believer. Now, kneel down and let me see your reverence and obedience to the master, otherwise I guarantee you will not even see him There was no chance at all.”

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