Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

During that day, after several consecutive exploratory attacks to no avail, the coalition forces behind directly abandoned their established positions and retreated to the sea.

The indigenous armed forces of the guards who had been harassing but were somewhat powerless were a little confused. They could obviously hold each other in a stalemate, and the defenders in the port area in front would not rush to transport too many cannons. How could this happen?

Some incomprehensible guards did not dare to step forward rashly, fearing that those people would leave some traps inside. It was not until a long time later that the corresponding Beyonders were asked to sense and check whether there was any minefield curse or the like.

After the Extraordinaries eliminated the remaining dangers inside, the rest of the people went up to destroy the fortifications. At least they had to be on guard against the next invasion. They didn't have enough manpower to defend them, so it was useless to keep them.

The originally calm sea surface suddenly blew strong winds, the clear weather was covered by thick dark clouds, and large raindrops fell densely on the smoke-filled place.

"This is not a good sign. It will have a great impact on our artillery, especially those moving outside. The muddy road is not conducive to transfer."

Bruno Bastian touched his white back, which had become smaller, and took a few sips of the tasteless hot tea with some trembling.

In the morning, Jorah brought several ships to replenish them with some manpower and supplies as agreed, but the war here is like a bottomless pit. When will it end! Do you want to use up all the savings you have accumulated in the Southern Continent over the years?

Compared with newer artillery that is more convenient to move and reduce weight, those old rear-entering rifled cannons are not light in weight. Not to mention their short range and slow rate of fire, they are also very heavy.

It can still be pulled away without rain. Now it is estimated that it can only rely on a limited track, and it cannot fire directly on the track. Otherwise, the reaction force of the base will directly destroy the simple track, so it can be given up.

"The other side may not have an advantage. Rain and wind are not conducive to landing operations. Moreover, their soldiers are not well organized."

The only person who was not affected by the heavy rain was Hermione. From the looks of it outside, she thought it would be raining for a long time.

The overly humid weather and the deep tropical virgin forest are very unfriendly to outsiders on the island, especially the wounded soldiers. Fortunately, there are extraordinary people here, at least there won't be any big accidents.

The blowing wind also brought up a lot of waves, causing most of the enemy warships in the distance to retreat. Except for a few large ships, they were not afraid of this level of wind and rain and still kept their outlines quietly in the distance.

On the coast, in order to prevent the trenches from being flooded, the guards dug drainage holes in the muddy passages to guide the water to the beach.

The people behind carried sand and some sawdust, weeds and shrubs to spread in the aisle to prevent them from slipping on the shiny mud.

People in the city are also taking action to drain away all the stagnant rainwater to prevent attacks such as poisoning and plague.

Bruno Bastian, who was getting older and needed to sit in the center, took a break from his busy schedule to drink heated cold tea with Hermione on the second floor of the church while looking at the city outside.

These things that require energy and energy are left to the two young lieutenant governors. He is now letting the corresponding people work in the place that suits him.

The second floor of the church is a semi-open balcony courtyard. The side facing the pier is full of open space, giving you a panoramic view of most of the city.

"It's not impossible if there are some means to send people up. This is a good opportunity. I believe they won't miss it. It's really difficult."

"Then first pave the road with broken house bricks and stones. The support of artillery fire is indispensable."

"It can only be this way."

When air attack weapons such as aircraft did not appear, artillery was still the protagonist of war.

As for the airship, if there are no powerful saints or above extraordinary people on it, it will be a target. If the attacker also has a strong person of the same level, then there is no difference between him and the target.

In previous battles, ground forces had determined the attack might come from the air. Anti-aircraft firepower was also developed.

After Loen's newly developed anti-aircraft rapid-fire large-caliber machine gun. Breaking through that layer of 'cloth' that lacked protection was simply a piece of cake. It’s just not very convenient to move around.

Perhaps when the cars come out one day, their dispatching will be simplified, but in the end, the outcome will be determined by extraordinary abilities.

No matter how powerful or terrifying these things are, they are still compared to low-sequence and ordinary people. In front of people like myself, even a little threat has no effect.

"Have you ever studied airplanes? They can take people into the sky and are more flexible than airships."

"It has no power source, has no effect on extraordinary people, and has no corresponding theoretical source for ordinary people. It is a bit embarrassing research."

In the absence of a lighter internal combustion engine, these can only exist in theory. Perhaps the Steam Church can build a controllable nuclear fusion furnace to provide energy and power.

"It's time to go on a patrol. I'm really sorry for keeping you here for so long."

"I'm also waiting for news. There's no point in being anxious. Let's do this for now!"

Bruno Bastian put on his raincoat and disappeared with his guards into the raindrop streets below.

The temporary messenger, who looked like a little squirrel, ran out and opened his front pocket, revealing a rolled-up letter inside.

"Very well, thank you for your hard work, Utata."

After receiving the caress, Utata lifted the hem of its tail to expose the fangs on its back, as if split from its spine.

Hermione raised her hand and caught a few spirits that seemed to be lurking in and stuffed them inside, letting them return to the spirit world obediently and satisfactorily, even sparing the spirit she had to pay.

It was born in an area called Utata Plateau, where the remaining spirits of dead small animals were mixed with some extraordinary resentment.

I am also a little confused about how I can greet someone who has nothing to do with me. Also, a general contract requires payment of something. Does it want to wait until the right time to mention it?

Opening the letter, it was written by Palina, whom she hadn't seen for a long time. Last time, I reminded her that she could go to the Church of the Fool to seek some help if necessary.

It seems that Ma Xi's chapel should be ready to open during this period, so there won't be so much trouble in the future.

In the letter, he talked about his recent travel experience, and that the troubles caused by the strange power were no longer that serious, with only some negligible effects.

I asked Hermione where she was. She hadn't seen her for a long time and suddenly wanted to meet her.

According to the instructions given before, she exchanged codes with the church leader who came to Masibeilot.

It's just that the two-meter-plus giant feels a little oppressive. It looks just like Fusac, but less rude.

Under the guidance of the giant, he became a singer and wrote and sang several songs praising the Fool for the church choir. He also mixed in a little personal information and included Hermione.