Twenty Sided Dice

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The wooden door made a dull sound, and it seemed to be Mana's voice outside.

"Lord Lord, are you okay? Orcs have appeared."

Siegel propped himself up from the sleeping bag and took a few deep breaths. Although the body is still a little tired, the spirit is much better, and it seems that the long sleep has had the desired effect.

"I'm fine, you can organize the defense." Siegel realized that his voice was hoarse, so he swallowed, cleared his throat, and said, "In this battle, I'm just a mage, understand? ?"

"Okay, Lord." The footsteps of Mana outside the door gradually faded away.

Siegel dismissed the servants, lifted the spell that sealed the door, removed the guarding circle, and summoned the guards. Only then did he realize that he had slept for two whole days and two nights, and even the sound of construction outside could not wake him up.

"No wonder I'm so hungry," Siegel said. "Get me something to eat."

Although he carried food in his space bag, Siegel was willing to eat the same food as knights and soldiers on the battlefield. Smoked fish, corned beef and hard cheeses are average but filling. The thick soup of cabbage, carrots and turnips makes these things much easier to swallow.

While eating, Siegel listened to the soldier's report.

The white dragon was not dead, but was obviously seriously injured, so he could only lie down far away in the black passage and observe the movement in the castle. The distance there is too far, and the heavy crossbow can't cover it. Switching to the light crossbow can reach the position of the white dragon, but it has no power, so it can only be seen casually.

The castle was arranged in an orderly manner during the past two days. In addition to arranging for the defense of the city, the wealthy staff also carried out a round of emergency renovations, filling the walls cracked by the black dragon with plaster and stones. While cleaning the battlefield, the soldiers recovered two Elemental Rune Guard Cores. It's not enough that they are all damaged by acid, and there is no possibility of repair.

The first caravan escorted by mercenaries had passed Fort Riot, and they were trying to get over the narrow bridge. But it is expected to take another four or five days. Currently, Black Blood Castle's supplies are piling up in warehouses. It is also not very urgent for the things brought by the caravan. Plus there's fresh meat from the Jackdaw tribe. Siegel heard that today to "celebrate" the appearance of the orcs, the kitchen also specially added meals.

Black Blood Castle is located on a high mountain, and the temperature here is much lower than that of Heimland, which is in midsummer. But fortunately, everyone was well prepared and bought old clothes in various castles along the way, which not only achieved the goal, but also reduced the logistical pressure.

The catapult was reassembled, the high boom pointed towards the sky. But now that the orcs appeared, according to the plan made by Heimland, these trebuchets should start to tighten their winches, right?

Siegel ate all the food on the plate in front of him and finished the report. The battlefield is like a chess game. He has already laid out the chessboard and placed the pieces in the most favorable position. Now it is the orc's turn to act.

There was a sound of "hum" in the courtyard, and a boulder was thrown out. The stone slammed into the black passage, making a dull sound. Then, the trebuchet was set up again. Another test shot was made. The results of all test firings are recorded for recall at any time after the battle has begun.

As dusk approached, thick smoke rose from the north side of the Walled Mountains. obscured the afterglow of the setting sun. Everyone is guessing what the orcs are doing, and they don't need torches to light up, and they don't need so much wood to make a fire for cooking. There was a lot of discussion, but Mana just let the soldiers take a rest, and the half-orc crossbowmen of Humke would be on duty at night to avoid the orcs' sneak attack.

But until dawn the next day, no enemy entered the attack range of Black Blood Castle.

Because the white dragon blocked the only channel that could be scouted across the mountain, Black Blood Castle knew nothing of the orcs' actions. This protracted battle never started, and the two sides spent another peaceful day while watching.

"What are they trying to do?" Manna approached Siegel privately. She was a little confused, but she couldn't show it in front of the soldiers. When Brother Chenxi was reading the magic book. She came to ask specifically.

"Think about it from the standpoint of the orcs, what is the purpose of their trip." Siegel said: "The Black Blood Castle is actually not very useful to them. It is best to occupy it, but it is not for them. The reason why they came all the way. It is the mission of these orcs to go south quickly, go to Waterdeep City, and fight the elves."

Mana nodded: "That's right, that's true." She waited for Siegel's next sentence, but the lord didn't say anything, but put his eyes back on the magic book.

The female knight calmed down and calculated along the line of thinking just now, only to come to the conclusion that the orcs will not fight and just want to pass quickly. At the foot of the mountain were the large cavalry of the Jackdaw tribe. As long as the orcs did not go down the mountain on a large scale, they would be smashed by the cavalry troops of nearly 10,000 people.

She suddenly realized that Siegel had thought of this a long time ago, so he arranged the move of the Jackdaw tribe. This confrontation with the orcs does not need to completely wipe out the enemies in front of them, just disperse them as much as possible and cause as much damage as possible safely.

However, her question remains unanswered: How will the orcs prepare to pass the Black Blood Castle?

Another day passed, and even Kerry became impatient, and it became more and more difficult to suppress the idea of ​​looting in Waterdeep. At this time, the orcs acted.

The first to appear is the white dragon.

The orcs made a "shield" for the white dragon using materials from the bottom of the mountain. To be more precise, they **** with overlapping tree trunks, creating a "scaffold" that the white dragon could carry on his shoulders. Whether it is a crossbow bolt or a catapult projectile, it needs to smash this layer of protection before it can hurt the white dragon.

Everyone in the Black Blood Castle didn't understand the significance of this. Even a dragon with a "shield" would not dare to rush into the castle. Isn't it afraid of repeating the same mistakes as the Black Dragon?

Afterwards, the white dragon started spitting ice on the top of the mountain.

The Walled Mountains are very tall and a large part is above the snow line. The Black Blood Castle was built on a cliff on the south side of the mountain on the way down the mountain, overlooking the valley that was easy to pass. The castle is below the snow line, and there is no snow or ice here in midsummer.

But there is snow on the top of the mountain.

As the breath progresses, the white dragon keeps increasing the weight of the floating snow, and then uses its power to "run away" in the snow and ice to create a small avalanche. Thousands of tons of snow slid down the valley in a roar that resounded through the peaks, forming a white passage.

Stepping on this passage, White Dragon "holds up" his shield and walks down the mountain.

In theory, it is still walking on the black channel paved by the resentful spirits, and the forbidden rune formation has limited effect on it. It's just that the thicker the snow, the more obvious the power of the rune array will be, so the white dragon doesn't need a thick layer of snow, just a layer of ice that can slide.

If the people of Black Blood Castle didn't understand Bai Long's plan at this time, they would be really fools.

The White Dragon is using his natural power to create an ice slide, so that the orcs can cross the defenses of the Black Blood Castle at great speed. He also expects that the castle will continue to attack, using stone bullets, logs, and kerosene in turns, all of which will damage the conditions of the ice and snow field, so it needs to stay on the battlefield continuously to maintain the condition of the ski field with continuous breathing.

To protect it, only create a "shield" that the dragon can use to block various attacks from the castle. In addition, the Orc's Shaman sacrifice also traveled with the White Dragon under the cover of a shield, constantly casting spells, mostly to protect against long-range weapon damage and elemental damage. Although the effect and duration of the spell were greatly reduced due to the interference of the Wraith Passage and Forbidden Rune Array environment, it still blocked most of the attacks.

"Fuel cans!" Manna shouted. "Light the wall of fire!"

There is a specially protruded ramp on the side of the city wall for putting fuel barrels, and the direction of the exit can be adjusted by pulling it with a rope. The vat full of kerosene was pushed out and rolled on the ramp with a rumbling sound. Some barrels smashed against the mountain wall, others smashed into the thick snow and did not spread. Instead of berating the Bucket Pusher for his unfamiliar actions, Mana immediately ordered the rockets to be released.

The firelight illuminated the passage below the castle, and everyone could clearly see the hideous expression of the white dragon. It spit out the ice hard, even the asphalt and fuel will be extinguished, and the ice and snow channel is still slowly extending.

"The dragon must be killed!" said Mana. "The catapult, the oil tank, attack!"

Large jars filled with bitumen, shredded leather and kerosene were quickly stuffed into trebuchets and lit with torches. The long strip of cloth can burn for a period of time, giving the tank time to explode. Everyone is careful, this weapon is not a joke, once a mistake, the surrounding will turn into a sea of ​​fire.

"Let it go!" Hunk yelled. As the weight bar fell, the throwing arm swung violently, slamming against the crossbar. Then the oil tank flew out of the Black Blood Castle in the direction of the wind with fire. Very lucky this time, the oil tank hit the White Dragon's shield like a meteor, burst open and set it on fire. The white dragon wailed, apparently being burned.

"Go on!" Manna shouted. However, the second cup did not hit the target, and Bai Long used the breath of ice to extinguish the fire caused by the first cup.

The effect of the firewall is also not good~www.readwn.com~ It just made Bailong spend a little more effort. Everyone watched anxiously, and a white ski pass appeared under the city wall, as if grinning and mocking the Black Blood Castle silently. With it, the orcs can slide down the mountain very quickly, leaving very little time for the Black Blood Castle to attack.

This is equivalent to every orc possessing the mobility of wolf cavalry.

Then, the orcs appeared. They climbed up the city wall mountain range, spent a lot of physical strength along the channel of the resentful spirit, and finally appeared in the sight of the Black Blood Castle. In addition to holding weapons, most of them also held slender wooden boards wrapped in animal skins. Could they be used for skiing?

The sun was also setting at this time, and the twilight gradually shrouded. It seems that the death knight has even calculated the time, ready to use the cover of the night to pass here.

The white dragon raised his head and roared loudly, and the sound spread throughout the valley as a horn to march. (To be continued.)

ps: Happy New Year everyone!

In order to say goodbye to the old year, give me all the monthly tickets you got last year, hahahaha.

If you don't have a monthly pass, you will be given a red envelope, ummm.