Chapter 114
Under the silent night sky, the vibration of the city wall spread throughout the castle. The little wizard, who was still sleeping, rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed. There was a slender silhouette in his blue eyes.
"Lia...Miss?"
The bewildered Ai Yin immediately became nervous, deliberately dumbed her voice, and only slightly relaxed her vigilance after confirming that she was still wearing clothes. ——The identity of the witch is too sensitive. Since leaving Wimpal Academy, the little wizard hasn't been in fear for a day.
"What's the matter, little wizard?" The female elf holding the long spear asked: "Did you have a nightmare?"
"No, no, I just heard something vaguely Movement..." The sleepy Ai Yin scratched her head, suddenly reacted like a rabbit, her complexion flushed suddenly: "Little, little wizard?!"
"Have a problem?" Li Ya blinked, "That's Loren, doesn't he often call you that way?"
"...It's nothing." The little wizard pressed his anger and squeezed out a touch of "gentleness". "Smile: "Excuse me... Did he say the same in front of you?"
"Um... there should be five or six times." The female elf with her chin tilted up for a moment and replied truthfully. : "Anything else?"
"Nothing, many thanks for your honesty." Ayn Rand "sincerely" thanked him. He returned to the bed as if nothing happened, gritted his teeth, panting with rage stared wide-eyed and stared at the ceiling.
Big liar, you are dead--! ! ! !
Liya shrugged her shoulders and turned to leave, closing the door and locking herself back. The female elf standing in front of the corridor window can already clearly see the refugee group outside the city wall like a raging sea!
The soldiers on the city wall have gradually reduced their holdings. After the city gate, the castle guards lost one's head out of fear, like a headless fly. The refugees holding the torch hit the city over and over again. Gate, the wave of noise and shouting assaults the senses.
The female elf who had lingering fears about the Fireball that just hit the city wall, her eyes trembled—she was not afraid of real swords, nor the rampage ogre, because she knew how to deal with them.
But the Fireball really made her feel a little scared. Even if Ogre suffers a bit, he will definitely die. How did these humans make such weapons?
"Are you scared?"
The familiar voice made Liya turn her head, Luca, who took off her cloak, was also fully armed, and the two came with him behind her. War dancers.
"Have you seen me scared?" The female elf who asked the question looked at him with a somewhat incredulous expression: "Are you really going to take everyone to fight those pitiful persons?"
"We have made an agreement. The elves can't abandon the promises they made." Luca nodded: "More importantly, only by doing this, the count will provide us with support."
"But don't worry, as long as those people don't rush in, we don't have to fight with them." Luca comforted the head of the patted female elf: "Only then will count think of us. People."
"But at that point, you are the only one who can guard the castle, protect the person in the room, and the count, so you can’t hurt them anyway. A cold hair, this is related to the survival of our settlement!"
After receiving the answer from the female elves, Luca was relieved to leave the castle with the remaining elves.
The alone war dancer Liya raised her head slightly, raised her long spear upside down with her right hand, and stood silently in the middle of the corridor, staring at the darkness ahead.
The cold moonlight rolled up the cold wind, and her silhouette standing with a gun was reflected on the wall.
………………When these elves holding lance and carrying guns appeared at the city gate, Ruben was somewhat relaxed. At least these elves didn't break their contract, nor turned to the Senna family, otherwise Deep Limburg would really be unable to keep it.
But even so, it did not improve the situation much-the refugees outside Deep Limburg became more and more excited, and every time Fireball fell on the city wall, even if many people were killed, It also makes them happy.
"Just continue to consume with them and see how long these people can hold on!" The ugly-faced Ruben muttered to himself: "I want to use this method to force open the city gates. Do you think I'm a fool?!"
Indeed, even if there is a trebuchet, it is not easy to break through the gates of Deep Limburg. But since the other party was so prepared, Loren never believed that the other party would not know this.
Just as he was about to persuade Ruben to beware, fierce cheers erupted from the dark crowd outside. Loren, with wide-eyed eyes, looked along the flames, and the refugees in the distance were watching Surrounded by several ladders close to the city wall.
They even prepared the siege ladder? !
"Quickly push down the ladder, and can't let them climb up!"
The roaring Ruben is one step late, and the castle guards who lose one's head out of fear haven't gotten it yet. What happened? Thousands of refugees in ragged clothes have climbed up the ladder with their crude weapons, like very hungry hyenas.
Hunger, bitter cold, embarrassment...These people are crazy. They only know that there must be food in the castle, and they can save themselves and their family by rushing into the castle.
In such turbulent roars, even if Ruben had dispatched two guards in time to defend on the city wall, he was still torn a few holes and the refugees rushed to the city. wall!
Although those daggers and sticks can’t cause any damage, the guards who were rushed all split up and in pieces can’t organize defenses either. Know who you should fight with.
Among these refugees, many people are their relatives, neighbors and even family members-this hesitation also prevents Ruben from giving orders to expel the refugees, otherwise the guards may directly mutiny NS!
"Send count back to the lord's bedroom in the main castle, and then mobilize all hands to guard the city wall!" Loren immediately pressed the guard Knight behind him: "Go now, it will be too late!"
"What are you talking about, how could I hide now by myself?!" The young count roared angrily: "I am the lord of Deep Limburg, and the city wall is where I should be! "
"When you die, you will no longer be the lord of Deep Limburg!" Loren yelled back unceremoniously: "The goal of this rebellion is to kill you-why they would encourage these refugees I just don’t want to dirty my hands!"
"Ruwen Fried, listen to me if you don’t want to be fooled-you promised not to doubt my decision, did count promise and fart Is it the same?!"
"You..." Lu Wen said halfway, his forehead collapsed to the ground as if he had been hit hard.
Shaking his left hand with "sorcerer", Loren glanced at the guard Knight next to him: "What are you still looking at? Leave with count!"
Wait until the guard Knight Leaving the tower with Ruben on his back, Luca, who was always silent, walked up and looked at Loren tentatively: "Just now, is the magic of your human wizard?"
"There is no wizard among your elves? "
"We have sages who have mastered the knowledge of herbs, nature and astrology, and serve the ancient wood." Luca shook the head: "But this kind of power is incomparable just by looking at it, no."
"Whether it is unknown, it depends on how to use it." Loren laughed disapprovingly: "even more how, we need this kind of power now."
Anyway, there is already an Asriel. , To what extent can I be "unknown"?
As the two people were talking, another guard, Knight, suddenly rushed up: "Refugees have rushed in, right at the side entrance to the west of the castle!"
"There is a castle The guards betrayed count and secretly opened the door!"
The guards on the tower took a deep breath, panic was not enough to explain their expressions. After hesitating for a moment, Loren still picked up his wand, turned and walked to the side of the stairs, staring at Luca behind him.
"The city wall is left to you and the wizard war dancers, I hope you can be as brave as you did against ogre." Before the voice fell, the black hair wizard had already jumped off the city wall from the tower. , The flexible silhouette disappeared from Luca's sight in the blink of an eye.
"I also hope you can survive, Lord wizard." Luca dropped Lance, holding two one-meter-long guns in both hands, using them as short spears.
"Elves, fulfill your promise——!!!"