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Of course, this does not mean that these castles cannot fight. There was no castle in the world, for siege and deprivation of food were the retribution of any fortress. According to church history, the most difficult battle against the rebel lords took place in Tiberius. for the siege lasted seven years. The king used hunger as a weapon to surround the castle. It took seven years to finally exhaust the food and grass in the city and conquer the city.
However, it is obvious that although this war did not predict the enemy's defense very well, our Bloodfang Lord did not reflect on himself at all. In his thought loop, he blamed everything on wizards. In this way, the magic battle ax in his hand was only struck on the table instead of on a person's head.
The ax silenced his subordinate, who began to shrink his head slightly.
"The wizard must have something to do with this!" said the Bloodfang King. "He lied to me"
It can be seen from the words of the Bloodfang King that he has lost confidence in capturing this unknown castle in a short time. Yes, the followers of Abuse are bloodthirsty, but after all, they prefer a good battle such as victory or defeat between two armies rather than helplessly standing on the ground watching the enemy attack them because they hope to outrun them. The weapon's attack range.
"He has no reason not to know that these small castles are difficult to attack." said the Bloodfang King. "You know, it's the wizard who summoned this war."
With the exception of the Blood Lord, who naturally joins the Legion of Chaos as he captures White Castle, nearly everyone else is summoned by Marvin. Worshipers of scale and sin are just that. Of course, even though Marvin was the convener, he very wisely relinquished the position of Supreme Commander after weighing all aspects of the balance of power. As most Chaos executives know, Marvin spent a lot of energy organizing an intelligence network in the South. In the early days of the war, almost all intelligence gathering, mapping and other work came from Marvin.
Even his vicious followers would not believe it if Marvin knew nothing of the details of these castles. This isn't a problem in one or two places. If you're really unlucky and are particularly tough to deal with, the bloody god may have killed a few unfortunate people who "lost the war" while the superintendent was there all night attack, and vowed to capture the city.
Marvin knew that these castles were extremely difficult to deal with, and he described these "hard bones" as "fat meat" for them to gnaw on. This motive. No matter how stupid a person is, he will find something wrong. Everyone knew that the "Bloodfang King" personally led the team, leaving the base camp to Marvin. Does this mean that maybe the whole thing is a trap? What conspiracy is Marvin planning?
It¡¯s easy to imagine. For even followers of Chaos know that strange wizards are always up to something up to their necks.
"Then let's go." One of his subordinates pointed in the distance with his hand, obviously referring to the wizards following them in the army, and then made a "cut" gesture with his palm.
"No," the Bloodfang King kept his head. "Keep it, let me think about it. I have to figure out what that damn wizard wants!"
"So we, are you going back right away?"
"If you don't camp tonight, retreat now!" The Bloodfang King gave the order without hesitation. He didn't think slowing down was a good idea until he found out what kind of plot Marvin was hatching. ¡°These Southerners don¡¯t dare to chase us!¡±
In Neustria, far away from the bloody lord, I came to a small street in the city, with several followers wearing full weapons, from helmets to iron boots. In front of him you can see the sign of a small hotel.
On the eve of the war, although there was no strict military control in the city of Neustria, at least one person who knew what to do would not travel here at this time. In fact, % of the people who come to Newtoria now are businessmen who risk their lives to make a profit. These businessmen never come alone, they come with partners, employees, trucks, and horses. In this case, it was obvious that they would not choose such a small hotel, which does not even have stables.
In addition, all residents of the city have been evacuated, and hotel business has been significantly reduced. Most hotels in the city are also closed. Their owners had either left the city and sought refuge in the rear, or were now in the army and unable to look after their own small shops.
However, this family is obviously an exception. The hotel door was open and the layout made it clear that someone was here.
"Is this it?" I asked. As he asked the question, he looked around to make sure no one else was around. He was sure no one would recognize him, at least not out of the blue, since he was hiding his face with his helmet. But the helmet itself is a strange thing. As we all know,Helmets were very useful protectors on the battlefield, but they were a nuisance when not fighting because they affected one's vision.
Fortunately, I didn't see anyone in my line of sight. What a great time he chose for dinner.
¡°That¡¯s it¡± one of the subordinates replied. This is a middle-aged, strong man with an honest face. "Master, he is inside."
"You wait outside." I said. After saying that, he took off his helmet, handed it to someone, and walked in quickly.
In a hotel room, an old man was sitting there.
The old man should have white hair, neither fat nor thin, look about 10 years old, and be slightly curved. After seeing me come in fully armed, the old man stood up and looked a little scared.
"Yes, Master Honor?"
"It's me, you should be, my count?"
¡°It¡¯s right down there,¡± I said in the most polite tone. "Is there something wrong? I'm afraid something isn't right."
"No, Earl, I think so. In fact, I can't believe it. Kim." He looked a little hesitant.
"I can't believe it took you a day and a night to get here. I'm glad to tell you the truth." I said. "You don't have to worry. Mr. Arkin is my friend. Please trust his promise as much as you trust me." He stretched out a finger. "Three thousand gold origolds in exchange for your paintings are too cheap for me." Because I really need it. You are such a master of human art painting come to help me. Ah Jin told me that he had seen your paintings. The painting was really realistic, so he strongly recommended you to me. Of course, I'm lucky you're near Neustria. "
The old man named Honor was really flattered. There are many artists in the world, but he is one of those who chooses his preference to paint portraits of dead people. In other words, he loved painting dead people, and his best works were those with clear and detailed depictions of physical details.
Every other painter encounters the problem that although he is a master of painting, it is difficult to sell his paintings. Today, he was excited to see thousands of Jin Oli (Jin Oli) begging him for a painting. Eventually, however, he realized that my words were not quite what he had expected.
"Three thousand pieces of gold, Ollie? Isn't it a thousand pieces?" the master painter asked suspiciously.
I staggered so hard that my head barely hit the wall.
¡°It¡¯s worthy of Ah Jin, he is really familiar with the business, and he charged an agency fee when he changed hands. Well, the agency fee is a bit high, even higher than the employment fee itself, but it¡¯s not against business rules. (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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