Spellcasting Heavens

The chaos and massacre lasted for a full forty minutes, until the lord led the remaining troops to retreat to a narrow cliff near the cliff, and then built a breastwork with stones and corpses, which barely resisted the crazy attack of the monsters. .

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

If you include those who can still hold weapons, there are still about 500 people. However, many people have been injured, and there are no more than 300 people who truly retain their full combat effectiveness. The most important thing is, The chaos just now caused us to lose almost all our supplies, and now we only have dry food that we can 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 have can only last for two days at most. God. The slightly old knight lowered his voice and spoke of the current severe situation.

It can be said that the sudden attack of the monsters directly knocked this greedy people who originally had 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 would rack their brains and think of every way to survive.

Because they know that there is no other way to go except death.

Not to mention anything else, just having no water or food can make a person starve to death or thirst to death.

In addition, outside the parapet, those ferocious and cruel monsters did not leave, but were waiting very patiently around them. In the dark 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, the expression on his face was full of resentment and unwillingness.

He never dreamed that his plan, which was so sure-footed, would have such a terrible unexpected situation at the last moment.

Especially the number of monsters hiding in the woods is too numerous to count. If he had known it was so dangerous here, he would not have risked his life to get close to them and end up like this.

The knight shook his head helplessly: Sorry, sir, I can't think of any way to help us get out of this predicament at the moment. 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.

Communicate? How do you want me to communicate with him? Tell him that this was an accident and that we are not here to rob his property? Don't be stupid! I can guarantee that he must have known the reason why he dealt with us so unscrupulously. What.

The lord roared in frustration.

But this is our only chance to survive, sir. No matter what, you are a noble and the lord of a city. As long as you are willing to make certain concessions, I think the other party should not dare to do anything to you. Knight There was a strange light shining in the pupils.

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

There is no doubt that they want to live more than the so-called glorious death, even if it is a humble and humiliating life.

Upon noticing this, the lord's pupils suddenly shrank, and he 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 three hundred years!

Sir, we have no intention of challenging your rule and authority. We just hope to leave this hellish place alive. In any case, you are our leader and you should stand up and take responsibility at critical moments, right? A viewer The guy who looked like a mercenary leader stood up, clutching the hilt of his sword with one hand, as if he might pull out the weapon at any time.

Normally, for such threatening actions and language, knights and guards should stand up immediately, yell and arrest each other.

But this time, like a collective blindness, they deliberately pretended not to see anything and allowed the other party to get close to their object of allegiance.

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

Suddenly, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became extremely quiet and strange.

Responsibility? The lord narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at this small character who he usually wouldn't care about at all.

That's right! Responsibility! It was you who caused this disaster. It was you who angered the powerful spell caster in the magic tower, so we have our current tragic experience. Now, there are two roads in front of you, One is to take the initiative to negotiate with the other party and ensure that the remaining people can go home. As for the other, naturally we chop off your head and use it to ask the tower owner for forgiveness. the mercenary leader said. As he stood, he slowly pulled out the blood-stained broadsword, his whole person exuding a dangerous aura.

Even a fool can feel that he is definitely not joking, but intends to actually take action.

After all, as mercenaries who lick blood with their swords, these guys don't care about the majesty of the lord. As long as there is enough profit, they will even dare to plunder the manors of nobles.

Anyway, the big deal is, just do it and start over in a place where no one knows you.

In this world where information is transmitted very slowly, you can completely change your appearance just two to three hundred kilometers away from a city, and the chance of being recognized is negligible.

The lord who was used to being aloof was obviously irritated by the other party's attitude. He trembled and sneered: Okay! Very good! Very good! I will remember you and yours.

After that, he glanced at the expressionless knights and soldiers around him, turned around, strode over the parapet, and shouted madly into the depths of the forest: My name is Kerwin Oren! This area Lord of the land! Master of the tower! I now demand face-to-face negotiations with you!

Negotiation? When Zhang Cheng, who was far away on the upper floor of the tower, heard this, he immediately showed an interested expression and told the young man waiting in the forest: Arons, go and see what is going on.

Yes, Master. After the young man sent the message, he immediately walked out slowly from the depths of the dense forest.

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

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

Are you Irons?! The lucky apprentice?

Yes! But I am no longer an apprentice! With the generosity of my great master, I have more power than you can imagine.

Master? Have you surrendered to the master of the tower?

Why not? Anyone who sees the master's power with his own eyes will become his most loyal servant and believer. Now, kneel down and let me see your awe and obedience to the master, otherwise I guarantee that you will not even see him Not even a chance.

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