Chapter 437： calibration

The night was deep, and the neon light from the high and narrow crystal glass windows of the banquet hall was not enough to completely dispel the darkness on the terrace. Roppie Gülen stood quietly on this empty terrace and looked down at the card. The place where Count Lor fell.

Behind her, the light from the banquet hall shines through the crystal glass window into the night sky, which is vague and faint. Even the music from the banquet hall seems to be almost illusory.

"It’s really silent..."

The marquis stood in the night for a moment and suddenly whispered.

As her voice fell, a slightly magnetic voice came from the darkness: "You have some adventures and it is not good to be discovered."

Roppie Gülen was not shocked by this voice, because she already knew the existence of the other side, she turned her head and saw that there was a figure in the darkness that was coming out of the hidden place, tall figure, handsome face, and an impressive impression. Deep blonde, this is a typical silver elf.

The blonde's Solderin, a high-level elf ranger from Cecil's collar, was led by him to the team that was secretly connected to the city tonight.

Looking at the Elf Ranger in front of him, the gaze of Ms. Roppini couldn't help but fall on the other pair of black armor made of alloy guards and sturdy leather. The armor is a "steel ranger". Standard, just tonight, dozens of steel rangers have sneaked into the fortress under her cover and cover, and lurked throughout the walls.

She was very happy when she thought about what the steel rangers would do in the city.

"Carroll is a rare wise man among the stupid aristocrats, and he is too cautious and keen," Ropedy regained his gaze and turned his head to look quietly at the direction in which Viscount Carol fell. "At this critical moment." I don't want this variable to survive."

"In fact, we don't care about this variable," said Solderlin, looking at the woman's prospect. "This fortress will face its fate tomorrow, no matter what Mr. Carroll is going to raise, no matter what." The commander of the fortress has to deal with it. It doesn’t matter if it’s your shot, it’s easy to put yourself in danger.”

"The end is still very smooth, isn't it?" Roppie Glan slightly smiled. "And for me personally, pushing Mr. Carroll is really a very pleasant thing... no one will It was discovered that even if someone saw the body under the castle tomorrow, everyone would only lament the drunkenness of the Viscount, who died young."

Solderin quietly looked at the woman's eyes. After a long time, he slowly said: "I just want to remind you, be careful to be overwhelmed by hatred."

"Please rest assured, I have been waiting for 11 years, and I am not going to lose my mind at this time." Luo Pei-Yi-Glan has long known why this high-ranking ranger appeared. She shook her head slightly and whispered. "And I am still looking forward to the beautiful world promised by the Duke of Gaowen, and naturally will not act recklessly."

"That's good," Solderin nodded slightly, his body receding, little by dark in the darkness of the night, his voice drifting in the night: "Don't forget, a loyal praise." ”

This is the internal secret of Cecil's strange, or some kind of "slang" used in a specific state. Although it is not very understanding of its meaning, Roperie Gram is still happy with nothing. The night sky whispered: "A loyal praise song..."

......

It seems that, as the Maryland Jazz expected, the Cecils abandoned their intention to forcibly attack after discovering that their magical device could not quickly break the fortress. Until the sun rose the next day, the Cecils were still not again. "Opening the gun", the eye of the magician's master on the Master's Tower confirmed the situation of the enemy camp, and reported that the Cecils only divided a part of the people to the northwest for a short distance, and then on a high ground there. In addition to the establishment of a new camp, no signs of active attack can be seen.

In the military hall of the Castle District, the singer of Maryland marked the location of the Cecil on the plain on a rough map. He pointed the sword at the enemy’s new camp and said to others: “Here, and Sethi Compared with the first camp of the people, it is not much closer to the Rock Fortress, just a little closer to the White River. What do you think?"

A southern aristocrat stood up and said: "I judged that this was the convenience of the Cecil people to get water. After all, when they entered the plains, they went to the 'Baigu Mountain Road', which was too far away from the Baishui River."

"Their courage doesn't look too big," Sir James apparently endorsed the nobleman's statement. "It seems that after realizing that their magical devices are not working, they start to worry about the trebuchet of the Rock Fortress. When you point, you have to be so cautiously moving forward..."

The situation seems to be moving in the direction of the Maryland prince's expectations: the Cecil's "Skyfire Myth" failed in the face of the powerful magical barrier of the fortress, and the horrific army in the rumor can now only be honest and strong. The battle, and they did not seem to dare to advance to the stone slinger on the wall, which further proved his previous conjecture:

Those Cecil soldiers are lighted with magical props, and they lack courage.

This means that as long as the attack continues to be frustrated, the morale of the Cecil will definitely drop very quickly...

......

On the second high ground where the Cecil Corps is stationed, the Philip Knight is supervising the layout of the new artillery position, and on a transport vehicle behind him, a statue of the Byron Knight is emerging over a magic network communicator. .

"So, the soft egg in the Rock Fortress really doesn't come out?" The old fritter knight from the mercenary never cares about the grace of his own speech. He shouted loudly. "I thought they would at least be there. Before you fire, you will symbolically come out to play with you..."

"They are not stupid. They realized that the guns were so powerful in the early days of the attack," Philip said casually, then looked up and looked at the stone wall filled with magical glory in the distant meteorite fortress. "But then... this layer of magical barriers in the Rock Fortress is indeed a bit more powerful than I thought."

The Byron Knight snorted: "Hey, this is not the same as what I said before. What is a little better than you think? The artillery is really useless to that thing?"

"That's not yet, the power of the Magic Crystal Railgun is always effective, but the strength of the barrier is really high. It completely resists the shelling of last night. Although it only played 12 shots, it has already "It’s surprising," said the Philip Knight, honestly. "I estimate that if I want to use the Magic Crystal Railgun to deal with this barrier, I need to bomb it for at least six hours."

"Hey, the barrier that can be broken is what the powerful aristocrats in the fortress are probably still celebrating their barriers." Byron’s tone was full of disdain, and he followed, "You don't want It is good to waste ammunition on that barrier and leave it to the rainbow gun."

Philip frowned: "You said so, when are you coming?"

"It’s getting faster, just on the road. Miss Rebecca has begun to check the magic circuit on this ship, so that she can prepare for the gun.” Byron puts his hand in the holographic projection of the communicator, his voice and picture. There are some distortions. This is because he is located on the battleship in the Baishui River. The signal is completely transmitted by the magic network relay tower along the Baishui River. The coverage of these newly set relay towers is far from enough, even in In some sections, the signal will also be lost. "According to the speed of Miss Tyre, we have more than five hours to arrive..."

"I will have another shelling at noon," Philip interrupted Byron. "I think the magic barrier of the Rock Fortress is very... valuable, and the magician of the army thinks so. I want to use the artillery as much as possible. Look at the strength of the barrier and see how it works. If the masters of Carmel and Jenny break the secret of this giant shield, it might come in handy in our hands."

Byron was surprised to see a serious Philip Knight: "When are you still interested in magic?"

The Philip Knight stood up straight and looked awkward: "I am only interested in the interests of the territory and the people."

"You kind of person, I told you that if you are a mercenary, you are afraid that you will be sold to the arena on the first day, and you will feel full of glory when you are sold," said the Knights of Byron. The appearance of such a gimmick is really awkward, followed by a strange smile. "But really, you seem to have someone in this traditional knight who eats this set of Miss Margarita. Behind him."

After saying this, Byron quickly ended the newsletter, and Philip turned around after a short sigh of relief, seeing the horsewoman Margarita from the Kant area standing behind her, still carrying An admirable expression looked at myself.

"There are not many people in this age who still abide by the virtues of the Cavaliers like you." The female knight said sincerely.

"This is the duty, Miss Margarita," Philip said with a serious face. "Can a large-scale acceleration can be shouted before noon?"

"You will hear them roaring on time."

......

At noon, when the smoke rose from the inner city of the Rock Fortress, Cecil’s army finally began a second round of shelling.

Weird sounds, harsh screams, like thunderous explosions, these things are once again shrouded in the head of the meteorite fortress, but compared to the panic and confusion of the previous bombing, this bombing The mix brought about was significantly smaller. After the instinctive tension of the first time, the aristocrats in the fortress found that the powerful magical barrier still enveloped the whole city, and then they settled down.

Some people even dared to climb to the outer wall and shouted in the direction of the Cecil, shouting loudly.

The magic crystal shells burst on the magic barrier outside the city wall, the deadly explosive power was completely blocked, and even the deafening loud noise was weakened by the barrier interference. The most courageous soldiers and knights were only at the beginning. The distance was safe, but soon, I didn’t know who was up. Someone even ran to the wall section facing the shelling, watching the explosions in the air in close quarter.

Surprisingly, most of the people who did this were not the knights and soldiers of the Rock Fortress, but the Southern aristocrats and their private soldiers who had been scared by the "Skyfire".

They seem to be here to show off their courage or to vent their fears a month ago.

Roppie Gülen stood on a lookout from the wall, looking at the southern knights and soldiers on the wall with a cold expression.

Compared with the coalition soldiers who were completely exhausted in the post-war escape and who were captured by the Cecils in the dead, the psychological trauma left by the nobles who fled early to the Rock Fortress seemed to be not serious enough...

But it doesn't matter, their psychological trauma is coming.

The marquis raised her head and looked southwest of the fortress.

The Baishui River flows on the plains, and on the river where the sky is shining, an abnormal wave is entering her sight.