Chapter 950
"The Chief Supervisor...Well, and you guys, the expressions seem to be a little depressed."
The smiling little Prince was holding a wine glass, some " "Curiously" looked at the wizard warriors on both sides of the table: "Is it uncomfortable, or the food tonight is not appetizing?"
Not appetizing?
Battered and exhausted Eugen browses tightly frowns. The knife held in his left hand is pierced on the table, and the veins are exposed.
Alysandra, who is also covered in dirt-the chief deputy of the court-hung her head down, holding the wine glass in her hand and said nothing.
Faced with the table full of delicious food, the elves warriors with different looks pressed their mouths tightly, without making a sound.
Fiasco...This term with terrifying power turns into a terrifying ghost floating in the restaurant of the elf flagship, making the atmosphere dull and dead.
After Eugen issued the "retreat" order, the thousands of elves in the port still did not lose their fighting spirit, but instead relied on the previously captured positions to stand firm and retreat in an orderly manner.
After several assaults were intercepted by the fearless elves warriors, the Eboden garrison finally gave up the plan to chase the rover, and instead continued to use ballistas and catapults to drive and harass them, trying Sink the small boat used for retreat.
The elven fleet was dispatched immediately and responded to the retreating troops in an orderly manner; the launchers on the twenty battleships opened fire at the same time, once again turning the fortifications that became the fire sea into ruins burned by flames .
Eboden’s side did not have any obstacles this time, let the enemy "vent their anger"...Anyway, it was just a temporary fortification, and it was not distressed at all if it was destroyed, and even better-because the terrain has become more complex and rugged NS.
Two thousand elves warriors, in order to cover the remaining robe and evacuate the battlefield safely, stayed on the coast of Eboden forever.
They died, and they were able to survive... This kind of thought tormented all the elf warriors who retreated all the time, especially the guys sitting at this table.
I have paid such a great sacrifice and watched one after another robes die and fall...Only I survived the fire sea of hell and experienced the humiliation of defeat.
"My failure in this battle is all to blame, Your Highness Rodria!"
Alysandra got up from the chair, one-knee kneels down. "It was because I was hesitant to charge, that caused the front line to lose support and the enemy set ambush! In short..."
"Get up." Little Prince looked at her with a smile.
"But..."
"I said, get up." The little Prince smiled and held the elf warrior's shoulder: "Chief lieutenant of the court...you, you still need me Repeat it a few more times?"
The elf warrior twitched her throat, stood up obediently and honestly, lowered her head and dared not say anything.
"Okay, okay, this battle was lost not because you were not brave enough, but because our enemies were prepared...in a sense, the heavy casualties were expected."
Little Prince shrugged and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It's better to say, thinking that the guy who can take Eboden with a direct attack is really stupid and stupid!"
On the side of Eugen's gloomy face, his iron-green complexion is hard to see the extreme.
"Everyone, we can no longer despise our opponents; they are also warriors with long-term vision and superior strength; we must put them in a position equal to ours in order to save the defeat."
"Furthermore, today’s fiasco is not meaningless-your bravery has fully exposed the enemy’s weakness and incompetence. You can only defend the port by relying on various urban defense measures and traps, and you are not brave and brave. The wizard warrior confronts head-on." Sip the wine lightly, and the little Prince said:
"But it also proves that it is an extremely unwise move to attack the port of Eboden from the front. Enter the trap set by the enemy...Am I right, Miss Alexandra?"
"...Yes." The warrior with her head bowed opened the mouth and said.
On the side, Eugen's complexion became a bit darker.
As the commander-in-chief of this raid, as the chief of the court, he was naturally the chief Chief-In-Charge that led to the defeat; the little Prince’s this remark is no longer referring to Sang Huai, but naked slaps in the face. NS.
Also, let your adjutant and discipline admit it personally, it's simply extraordinary shame and humiliation!
But Eugen was helpless... the other party was the son of Xiong Yingwang, and he was the most promising one to inherit the throne; as the chief of the court, he could not refute a Prince.
No matter how painful and humiliating... he has to endure it!
The left hand holding the knife tightly oozes blood, and Eugen, with his head down, is still motionless and does not say a word.
"Is there any news from the rear fleet?" Little Prince, who pretended not to see, waved his hand, motioned Alisadra to step back, and turned his gaze to the silent chief of the Royal Court, Lori Zade. "How long will it take to rendezvous with us?"
"I haven't received any information yet, Your Highness Rodria!"
Anson sitting behind the elf girl Zade-Lori's younger brother and chief wizard-quickly got up and replied: "When we contacted last time, the second tier fleet was still in preparation on Eagle Howling Island. It will take at least two or three months to come and meet. !"
"Two or three months..."
A hint of disappointment flashed across Little Prince's face. It was definitely too late at this time.
"Uh! For example, if your Royal Highness hopes, my sister and I... Chief Master of the Royal Court can go as a messenger and urge them to speed up..."
"No, no, no, but It's better to say that." Little Prince shook his head, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"I think you guys, I don't want to be robbed of our exploits by the guys behind, right?"
The wizard warriors present here all nodded and said yes.
Anson Zade lowered his head to cover up the disappointment that flashed by the corner of his eyes.
On the matter of following His Royal Highness Rodria, his view is the same as that of Elder sister Lori-in any case, we must keep our distance to avoid becoming the opponent's random pawn and victim.
Little Prince picked up the wine glass and slowly got up: "Since the blind attack is not enough, then we must change the offensive strategy and attack the weakest link of the enemy's defense line to break their defense. "
Facing the gazes gathered at the table, the little Prince at the table shook the glass in his hand like a chess piece:
"The reason why the enemy can block us Bingfeng, because they blocked the port with chains; and the easiest to capture of the two fortresses connected by chains is the small fortress on the other side of the river."
"This castle is us. The key to the city gate of Eboden-take her, and Eboden will be enemies on both sides and become our bag!"
The voice fell, and a confident smile gradually appeared on the corner of Little Prince's mouth.
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"Boom——————!!!!!!"
Night is falling, golden red’s The "beam of light" is still struggling the city wall of Eboden without interruption; the sparks of golden red burst in the sky, against a flashing gray blue barrier.
The mercenaries on the city wall huddled behind the wall, or yawned or chatted with each other, waiting for a warm dinner; after experiencing the first day of lose one's head out of fear And after the restlessness of the next few days, no one took this "beam of light" seriously for a while.
Unless the enemy concentrates on strikes or breaks through the chains that block the port, the only function of these flying "pillars of light" is to let the soldiers on guard on the city wall watch the fireworks display and pass the time .
Compared with the leisure on the city wall, the nine-pointed star wizard tower at this time is very busy.
The empty gardens, teachers and halls have become infirmaries and wards; all herbalists, Potion Masters, alchemists and their apprentices are like a group of ants on a hot pot, running back and forth, Even set up a test bench directly in front of the hospital bed to boil the medicine.
Cure the wounded, boil potions, maintain the ice shield, make firelighters and various alchemy products, measure wind direction and weather, and assist engineers in repairing damaged city walls and fortifications...
Even if the city with the highest proportion of wizards in the entire empire faces the needs of an army and a city, Eboden’s wizards will be stretched even with apprentices.
Passing through the garden full of wounds, the black hair wizard with a somewhat complicated mood walks towards Lucien’s ward.
In the daytime battle, Lucien "defied" his order and did not retreat with the city defense forces in time. Instead, he chose to stay to contain the chief Eugen of the "four courts"; The army left behind and surrounded him. Fortunately, the city defense army responded promptly and rescued him during the counterattack.
Before entering the door, I could hear the quarrel between the gray pupil and Isaac.
"Isaac, I’m okay, how many times do you want me to repeat?!"
"You’re okay! Two arms were severely frostbited and three ribs were broken. Tendon ruptures...and told you that it’s okay, you’re going to have something to do soon!"
"But I’m all right now, everything is restored!"
"Yes, But the void response on your body is severely high, far exceeding the normal threshold-you are now a fairy with a face full of tentacles, and I am not surprised at all!"
"I..."
"What are you? If you continue like this, the spiritual palace will be completely eroded, don’t you know?! You really want to be like a lump of rotten flesh, and will continue to grow and be irrational The monster?!"
Isaac rolled the eyes, who was about to be mad, turned his head and looked towards the black hair wizard who just walked in: "Ah! Loren, you are here just right, ready to welcome us, Lucien The kid’s new posture — it smells like a cesspool, and a lump of rotten meat dripping with pus everywhere!" The gray pupil on the hospital bed saw Loren’s gaze and scratched his head sorry.
Under the stalemate, Loren could only change the subject: "Wizards of the wizard tower, how are you?"
"What is it, anyway, it didn’t give me any surprises— —Except for Corona and the other two old fogeys, the others are just like that." Isaac rolled his eyes and shrugged, with a helpless look:
"The only surprise is that I found more Regarding the information about the Azores, there is a small part of the content about the warrior way which is very interesting..."
"For example?" Loren's browse slightly wrinkle.
"There is a documentary record about a negotiation between the ocean fleet and the Azores in the sixth generation. It's a long time ago." Isaac twitched his lips:
"The'warrior way' mentioned in that document... is called the path of cultivation of the Azores. It is the only way for a warrior to sharpen the mood and shape the character."
"To sharpen the mood and shape the character... That is to say, at least at the time, the so-called'warrior's way' should be as different as heaven and earth from this kind of thing mixed with strange abilities now!"
Loren started to have some clear comprehension: "You mean..."
"You said that the elves invaded the empire for the sake of'life and death'... But at least in the literature at the time, I can’t see any signs of life and death.” Isaac proudly blew the tip of his forehead:
“In other words, whether it is causing the elves to encounter the danger of life and death, or the present This kind of'transformed' warrior's way...all happened after the sixth generation."
"Otherwise, why did the Imperial Family and the church, who were so concerned about the wizard at the time, Don’t care about the Void Power that the elves on the other side of the Sea of Mist have mastered?"
"Could it be because these problems did not exist at that time?"
Following Isaac's thoughts, Loren's expression fell into deep thought.
And the expression of an arrogant arrogant doesn’t matter: "In short, this may be a very important clue. I will continue digging along this line. Maybe I will find other secrets... I'm here."
"You, Loren Torino, you are responsible for watching this bastard who wants to become a mess of rotten meat-anyway, I have already told him what the consequences are, if he is still like this You just ask me if I look at it!"
"Remember, Loren, there are not many of my friends." He snorted, and Isaac walked out of the ward a little sullenly:
"And I don't want to lose any of them!"
After finishing speaking, the handsome Isaac walked out of the door, leaving him behind without closing the door.
Loren with a complicated expression turned his head and looked towards the gray-eyed boy who had been avoiding his gaze.
"Master Loren, I..."
"I know what you want to say, Lucien." black hair wizard sighed then said, silently looking at him: "But You should have heard what Isaac said just now."
"Don’t be fooled by Asriel, he is using you to turn you into a slave of power; don’t let yourself fall into a relationship with Farnesis and Chacal. The same end...This is the only thing I want from you."
Lu Sien was silent, biting his lower lip and lowering his head.
Of course he knows what it will end up, and he has seen what Farnesis and Chacal have become.
But if you don't use this power, how can you keep up with Lord Loren?
How can I protect him and become a sword in his hand?
Especially after knowing that his enemy is such a terrifying existence... Do you want to watch Loren face it, but you can't do anything?
I need strength... Lightly stroking the rune on the back of the neck, Lucien's head lowered deeper.
More power.