Twenty Sided Dice

"We should enlist the help of the dragon," Earl Todd said at the meeting.

This is the second day after the arrival of the giant dragon. The messenger who went to the Mage Federation for help has not replied yet, and everyone is still trapped in the Black Blood Castle. The situation was worse than before. After the giant dragon incident, the orcs who had originally returned north suddenly became interested in this castle where the giant dragon had descended. A thousand soldiers surrounded it and launched a tentative attack. Under Sir Bill's command, the counterattack was swift and deadly. Arrows, falling rocks and kerosene fell in sequence, and in the end less than a hundred orcs escaped. But this time, it was like poking a hornet's nest, and three times the strength of the previous troops entered the warning area of ​​the castle. They used looted "prisoner-of-war slaves" as coolies, patiently building bunkers, and advancing step by step. Such a shrewd style of play was unheard of, and for a while, the effect of Black Blood Castle's methods was greatly reduced. Although the loss of the orcs is still greater than the sacrifice of the Black Blood Castle, the "battle damage ratio" is within the range of the orcs.

Sir Bill had suggested that the mountain cavalry attack, strike from a cliff, or carry out a tactic of beheading the head of the enemy by surprise. But Earl Todd rejected the proposal. This is a mountainous area. There are many orc archers ambushing on the hillside. There are only a few attack lines that can allow the lizards to move suddenly, and the possibility of being shot down is too great. Moreover, dispatching mountain knights now will easily expose this trump card, which may affect the safety of His Royal Highness.

Siegel, who was sitting at the conference table, thought: Mainly because he was worried about affecting the last retreat.

Only the giant dragon can ignore the blows of ordinary weapons and start the eradication of the orcs. That's why Earl Todd made his previous proposal.

"Modesti won't help with this." Siegel shook his head and said helplessly: "As soon as I approach her, she will find various reasons to ignore me, such as pretending to be asleep, pretending to be asleep, and pretending to be asleep. I'm afraid she wants to sleep right now until I die. Maybe she thinks she can get out of the quest this way. It takes no effort to get back Santhir Peak, and the reward of the Spirit of the Dragon. If I can know what she wants Something might be possible, but she's reluctant to communicate now. Fortunately, she hasn't thought of letting the orcs rush up. Or have no intention of destroying the city walls or anything like that. Maybe the pride in the bones of the dragon is the only thing that prevents her from thinking that way."

"If you want me to say, you should find a way to get that woman." Evan said with a smile: "Trust me. She is sleeping anyway, which is already the biggest hint. Riding her will solve everything."

This sentence aroused the approval of everyone present except Siegel. In addition to her elusive temper, powerful strength, and diverse races, Modesti is indeed a beautiful woman, the type that is easy to remember. Everyone in the Castle of Black Blood, one of whom is one, ate the Dragon Girl's backdoor, so they always talked enthusiastically about the topic of urging Siegel to "fix" Modesti.

"I think the direction of your discussion is a bit off." Siegel was indifferent to Evan's ridicule, because he knew if he had an expression. Even just rolling their eyes is encouraging them to keep playing on the topic.

"No, I think it's the exact opposite." Sir Bill said solemnly: "We should pay attention to a problem. There are many giant dragons in the sky, and there are more than three silver-gray ones. Why should we choose two... two female dragons? Which one to choose?"

Evan slapped the table and laughed, and even Earl Todd couldn't stop him. Siegel shook his fingers and moved a glass of red wine to Evan, shaking it gently, aiming at Evan's face. under this threat. Evan tried his best to hold back his laughter, and he managed to slow down with the help of the action of serving a glass of drinking.

"Although it is a bit difficult, the combination of man and dragon can produce offspring." Pastor Cooper still had a warm and warm expression. But the words were astonishing: "The Lord of Dawn is happy to see the union of good people, and will give blessings."

Evan couldn't bear it anymore, and spit out the red wine with a puff, dousing the candle in front of him, and contaminating the food on the table. He coughed loudly, banging his chest hard. Even Sir Bill, who was very serious just now, smiled, only Earl Todd kept knocking on the table: "Pay attention to the appearance, pay attention to the appearance!"

Siegel felt that he had to speak out, or the matter would get too messy. "Your words are too whimsical. But there is a lack of practical support. The siege of the orcs has taken shape, and it is too late to slowly win over the dragon."

"Put her down. Not to win over!" Evan was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

Siegel glared at him, but also knew he would not repent. So he looked at Earl Todd. Said: "Do you still remember the tampered prophecy: bring the dragon to help. What the enemy approves, we should oppose it as appropriate. It is good to keep the current state. The dragons are going to the north, and I don't know what mission to perform, but from their dispatch It can be inferred from the scale. Only a war between races can make them face a big enemy, and before the battle is over, rashly allying with the dragon race is likely to attract new enemies.”

"It's just your speculation," Count Todd interjected. "In fact, no one can be sure which of the revised prophecies is true and which is false. If I were the Common Master, I would have mixed truth and lies. It's easier to be convincing. Also, it's better to win an ally than an enemy, can you deny that, Mr. Mage?"

Siegel shook his head, silent. The prophecy of Master Lier and the lies of the Commonwealth are rubbed together to form a fog that no one can see through. The more you try to distinguish between the real and the unreal, the deeper you sink. It's like navigating a boat in a thick fog, and the lookout is trying to find a reef that could kill the boat, but the longer you stare at the fog, the more likely you'll see the fog as a reef, your eyes will become blurred, and your mind will become dull , so it must be rotated frequently. Furthermore, the eyesight of mortals is always limited, and no one can peep into the future for a long time.

This is why mages who are proficient in prophecy are very rare. Among all spell types, Siegel's mastery of divination and prophecy spells is the worst. Unlike his use of elemental spells, he can make improvements according to his own wishes. If you know you are not good at it, try to avoid it as much as possible. Siegel stopped thinking about Master Liel's prophecy, and turned his attention to the orcs who besieged the Black Blood Castle.

Raven Balon stopped at the top of the tallest tower in the castle, his black eyes pierced through the mist in the mountains, giving a panoramic view of the battlefield situation. The orcs formed dense dots on the hillside. Make a simple tower shield out of wood removed from a flatbed and slowly move up the hill. These orcs are nothing to worry about, sooner or later they will relax. Then get killed by the shooter on the castle. But the orcs are also smart, and they move as carefully as possible during the day. At night, it will use the cover of darkness to suddenly rush forward.

That's why the warriors in the castle towers are few in number - they are resting and refreshed for the night's battle. In order to have enough lighting, a lot of pine oil torches are being made in the castle. Specially formulated, these pine oils don't raise smoke when they burn, and they last longer and are harder to put out.

Orcs have their own response. It is true that Black Blood Castle is right next to the valley, but it is not the end of the Walled Mountains. There are still towering peaks on the other side of the valley. Some orcs are climbing upwards. They are carrying heavy giant crossbows, made of pear wood inlaid with iron and the strongest animal tendons, and their range is far beyond that of ordinary crossbows. Even strong orcs must use both hands and feet to pull the crossbow apart. The giant crossbow uses a hollow iron arrow. When flying, the air enters from the small hole at the tip and leaves from the tail, so the arrow will rotate in the air and make a unique whistling sound.

These elite giant crossbowmen are the killers of the orcs. In the dark environment, humans must light torches to fight the orcs attacking at night, and the people next to these torches become the best targets.

There are no special weapons. It is difficult to attack the orcs on the opposite hillside, so now we can only rely on temporarily erected trebuchets. But the Paladins who came to support and defend His Royal Highness were not masters of defensive warfare, and they were not proficient in the erection of siege weapons. Because the original lord of the Black Blood Castle is still locked in the dungeon. So local craftsmen are not working hard. They also concealed their identities from the people in the Temple of Dawn, allowing the real siege weapon technicians to hide.

Only a few apprentices were busy in the castle, so the trebuchets were not very useful. Through the eyes of the raven, Siegel saw that the siege weapons were tossing around, either falling apart during reloading or collapsing after firing. Now he understands why Earl Todd ordered everyone not to engage easily, because the battle-hardened Earl has long found that his soldiers are useless. There is a big difference between a bodyguard and a soldier, and this difference can be fatal on the battlefield.

Siegel looked back, thinking about countermeasures. He only had the most basic knowledge of architecture and engineering. Not much help for the current situation. By constantly discovering his own weaknesses, Siegel gradually understands the true meaning of the mage: to find faults in the adventure. Fill in the gaps in the Fata. At this time, everyone in the venue began to discuss about the dragon again. It seemed that this became their only topic of concern. Siegel felt very suffocated, and the chair under him began to feel out of place. He gently pushed away the untouched meal in front of him, got up and saluted Earl Todd, then quickly left the conference room.

Janet was waiting for him at the door, and it was impossible for the guards to let her in. "Come with me." Siegel took the kitten's hand and led her up the city wall.

"Don't go up, it's too dangerous, be careful with the bow and arrow of the orcs!" The kind-hearted guard of the shift reminded beside him.

Siegel thanked him with a smile, and chanted the spell. Around him and Janet, a honeycomb-shaped, translucent shield rose out of thin air, and arrows would slide away when they hit, making it difficult to hurt those protecting them. The two stood on the city wall with this layer of protection, looking down at the orcs slowly moving below. Siegel sighed deeply and began to condense spells at his fingertips.

The power of fire, lightning, and ice formed in turn with the spell, and then turned into a torrent of anger and rushed towards the orcs. The sound of magic chants echoed in the valley, with the strong rhythm of explosions. The orcs were obviously caught off guard for the magic attack above their heads, and the temporary shield made of wood had no effect at all. They couldn't retreat quickly because of the rough slopes, so they had to hide behind rock crevices and cover as much as possible.

The mage feels the pleasure brought by the magic power flowing through the whole body, and can release it at will after being in harmony with the surrounding elements. Janet stood behind Siegel, watching his face constantly illuminated by the light of the spell being cast. Janet knew that Siegel was venting, and every time he met with the priest of the Temple of Dawn, his anger built up. Although Siegel tried his best to hide it, Janet, who was good at observing words, could still find it. With the explosion caused by the spell, his mood gradually improved, and he gradually returned to the state of calm and relaxation that was conducive to thinking.

A strange whistling sound sounded, and before he had time to look up, the characteristic crossbow arrow flew over the valley and shot over. The iron hollow arrow rubbed the edge of the long-range weapon shield barrier, cracked the stone ground, and splashed a lot of small stones.

Siegel roughly estimated that his protection spell can only prevent the attack of one crossbow bolt at most. If multiple shots are fired at the same time, the shield is likely to collapse. There is only one mage~www.readwn.com~ but there are many crossbows. This time, Siegel finally knew the power of the giant crossbow at close range. On the battlefield, unprotected mages are still too fragile, and no matter how good spells are, it is difficult to resist focused fire. Through the eyes of the raven, he had already had several orc crossbowmen begin to aim, and their target was very obvious, the guy who cast the spell just now.

Now that the purpose of venting has been achieved, before the second round of shooting, Siegel turned around and grabbed the kitten's hand, and jumped down from the inner city wall. Although the city wall was more than ten meters high, they fell to the ground like feathers without any damage.

At the moment when he landed, a silver-white shadow appeared beside him, from light to dark, and gradually turned into the appearance of Modesti. She was barefoot, and her toes floated off the ground, so there were no traces left on the snow. Siegel narrowed his eyes, and there was no magic fluctuation even in the process of Dragon Girl's dominance. Under normal circumstances, even dragon language magic or talent magic will cause changes in surrounding energy. If even this can be hidden, then her stealth ability can be said to be the pinnacle.

"You're following me with invisibility?" Siegel asked. "Why are you showing up now?"

"Let's get out of here." The dragon girl's eyes were full of excitement, as if she was saying good news: "The mission of the dragon clan has failed, and it is no longer safe here, but I can finally go back to Shengse Peak!" (To be continued)