Chapter 419 Look at This City, It Is Impregnable

Since the disturbing news came from the north, the situation in the south became chaotic as if it was suddenly shrouded in clouds, and the atmosphere of the rock fortress became tense day by day. The most majestic fortress at the southern end of the Holy Spirit Plain, everyone is proud of it, but now this fortress has suddenly become an isolated island caught in the middle of two storms - all the nobles in the southern region suddenly lost all contact, and that one fell silent. The 100-year-old Cecil family seems to be planning a big event, but the messenger sent by the fortress to the north to seek support can only bring depressing news——

Due to the deterioration of the situation in the capital and the dark cloud of the civil war, the two regent dukes and the prince of the prison have begun to call on the nobles from all over the world to send troops to prepare for the rebels in the east. The king does not have any extra energy to support the rock fortress, especially when the rock fortress is still This is especially true when there is no substantive attack: the big figures in the royal capital seem to be far from realizing how fast the situation in the south is deteriorating. The army was clearly much more serious than the "chaos" in the south.

In this tense and delicate situation, the rock fortress could only close the city gates and begin to implement the strictest prohibition of closure. Except for the merchants holding the passes issued by the count of Pompeii and the extraordinary people in the surrounding area of ​​the fortress, all people are prohibited. Customs clearance and transit—in fact, even without these bans, the number of business travelers in Rock Fortress has dropped to the lowest point recently.

Merchants with a keen sense of smell had a sense of crisis early on. At this sensitive moment, no one dared to cross the fortress at will at the risk of being caught by the noble lord as a spy. In recent days, the number of merchants passing through the gate of the fortress was the least every day. Even less than double digits, not to mention compared with the peak of last autumn and winter, even compared with previous years, this is also a very small number.

Today, the Rock Fortress finally welcomed a large number of "guests" - nobles who were defeated and expelled in the southern region.

When they saw the nearly 1,000 ragged, yellow-faced and thin-faced but armed teams, the entire fortress was almost in a state of war. The soldiers couldn't really see that it was a noble team, but thought it was all the poor mercenaries and robbers in the southern border. The bandits have all come together to loot the city. After a tense confrontation and complicated identity verification, Sir Maryland, the commander of the fortress, finally determined that the team that looked like a combination of robbers and beggars was really the nobles of the South - the nobles in distress.

He will never forget this scene in his life.

The closed gates of the fortress, covered with purple steel rivets and adamantine linings, were opened, and Sir Maryland, tall and stocky, with curly black hair, led the Knights out of the city to meet these beleaguered gentlemen and ladies, watching the procession in disbelief. The young man in the middle with a tattered coat, greasy and tangled hair, and a sallow and cracked face, took a lot of effort to recognize that this is Mr. Viscount from Carroll Land—Carroll Land is the closest to the Rock Fortress. Viscount Lorre and Maryland had met more than once, but it was the first time they met under these circumstances.

"The ancestors are on top! My Viscount! What have you experienced?!" Sir Maryland looked at the people in distress before him in shock.

And saw several familiar faces in the team, "It seems that those terrible rumors are true?!"

"A catastrophe, a catastrophe, a terrible, ruthless, cruel and no classical etiquette war that destroyed everything," Viscount Carroll couldn't help but tremble slightly, "and my esteemed lord, Don't sigh about the ancestors... I have nightmares when I hear these words now."

Next to Viscount Consco covered his forehead, his tone full of pain: "We were beaten by our ancestors..."

"...God bless you, everything will be fine," Sir Maryland had seen many ups and downs in his life, but he had never seen the situation in front of him. He didn't know how to take up this weird topic, so he had to Hurry up and bring these distressed gentlemen and ladies into the city, "I've prepared hot water for you, and it must be terrible to trudge through the muddy wilderness."

"We need to eat something first, cheese, steak, wine, my God, the bathing thing can be left alone!" Viscount Marie Oran said hurriedly, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Of course, I already ordered the city to prepare food when I came out. The Rock Fortress has plenty of food," Sir Maryland nodded immediately, but as a high-level knight guarding the fortress, he couldn't help but watch the nearly thousand people with vigilance. The team of people glanced at them, "Excuse me, but it is very dangerous to put so many people into the fortress at one time. I must conduct necessary checks on them to prevent enemy spies from mixing in. This situation is very easy to happen."

Viscount Conscoe glanced back at the soldiers and knights who had followed him through the entire war zone, and said loudly to Sir Maryland: "Respectful sir, these people have followed us to death, loyal and respectable - of course, I understand the fortress. Rules, so I just hope that you can finish the inspection as soon as possible, so that these brave warriors can enter the city to eat and rest as soon as possible."

Hearing these honest and generous words, the soldiers were all unmoved, and Viscount Conscoe calmly drove his horse to Sir Maryland's side, and said in a low voice, "Whatever you want to check, take us to eat first."

The nobles, knights, and priests in the team walked towards the city accompanied by Sir Maryland and the Knights of the Fortress. The others began to be inspected by the soldiers of the fortress. Lady Ropeney just glanced at the soldiers who carried out the inspection with an indifferent expression. He followed in the footsteps of the other nobles.

She knows what this inspection is all about, so she is not worried at all - in the absence of a perfect personnel registration and identification system, the so-called inspection is nothing more than asking other people in the same team to see if everyone is It’s just that they can prove their identities to each other. Maybe this method of interrogation is useful when a few spies are mixed into the army, but who would have thought that the entire escort team led by a noble is full of spies from top to bottom?

She raised her head, watching the towering gate of the rock fortress getting closer and closer in front of her, and then stepped into it.

"Gentlemen and ladies, you are safe," Sir Maryland rode on his horse, and when he crossed the gate of the fortress, he turned his head with a smile and looked at the relaxed nobles, "This fortress is impregnable. "

Viscount Carroll raised his head and looked at the black city wall emitting a slight magical halo. This famous city wall really calmed his heart a lot, but he couldn't help but say: "Dear Sir, let me say something. ——The danger of Gawain Cecil is beyond your imagination! He used some unknown method to build a terrifying legion, and we were almost defeated without confronting that legion, and now he is probably gathering in the south Manpower, accumulate strength, he may be eyeing here..."

Sir Maryland couldn't help but turn his head: "But I heard that it wasn't him who took the initiative to fight?"

"...Indeed, it was us who took the initiative to fight," Viscount Carroll showed a hint of pain, "but now I want to say, this was a trap from the beginning! We were induced! Duke Cecil has been Ready for war from the beginning, passive fighting is just a pretense, he has been aggressive from the beginning - Sir, don't be fooled by the illusion that he has not attacked the Rock Fortress for a while, he will definitely come!"

"I will carefully consider your warning, Mr. Viscount," Sir Maryland gave Viscount Carroll a deep look, "and I will report your experience to... the capital as soon as possible. But with all due respect, you can get I am afraid the help is limited, even if the rock fortress can only give you a shelter."

"Sir, the Cecil family is back! They want to get back everything they lost in the past 100 years! You forgot the original purpose of the Rock Fortress..."

"Mr. Viscount, of course I remember the original intention of the Rock Fortress, but please remember that the one who betrayed the Cecil family or divided Cecil's land was you, not us, not any surname on the Holy Spirit Plain," Maryland Wei Wei He raised his hand and interrupted Carroll's words, then sighed softly, "And it's not that I'm unaware of the crisis in the south, I can see the threat of the Cecil family from you, but what I can do is quite limited. ."

Seeing the complicated look on Sir Maryland's face, Carroll and the surrounding nobles finally realized that the atmosphere was wrong. Viscount Consco couldn't help but ask hesitantly, "Sir, what happened?"

"Don't you know?" said Sir Maryland, shaking his head softly. "The king is dead."

...

Cecil's collar, business district, "Scale Square", a new large facility is being erected.

The tower-like skeleton made of alloy stands like a strange monument in the center of the square, and the outer cladding for decoration - and for lighting at night is lightly and precisely covered on the surface of the tower after the treatment of weight reduction. The magicians used lifting devices and safety ropes to climb to various key positions on the tower, and used scorching energy beams to firmly weld the tower's cladding and skeleton together. A large obelisk in mid-air, emitting a radiant brilliance.

This facility is nearly completed, and it is only doing the final finishing work. The magic obelisk on the top of the tower is the core device of the facility, and it is also providing energy for various magic devices on site. Below, the alloy column connecting the underground magic net is being covered by the cladding of the tower. Those shining magic runes are extracting the surging energy from the magic net and injecting it into the base of the obelisk at the top. The obelisk was released outwards, forming a magic field that was enough to cover the entire city.

Gawain stood near the construction site, watching the runes and magic spar lamps all over the tower light up and go out one by one with the magician's test, and felt a little emotional in his heart.

After the tower was completed, the westernmost block of the business district and the newly established Xicheng District were completely covered by the new magic net.

At the same time, this also means that Cecil City will be completely within the signal coverage of "Magic Web Communication". After a while in the future, when several magic obelisk relay towers on the North-South Avenue are completed, it can be used in Any corner of Cecil City had a call with Kant Ling.

Of course, the premise is that the output of communication equipment can keep up.

Gawain glanced not far away, where several soldiers were guarding a large vehicle on which several large devices with triangular bases and crystal structures were placed. Those were Nicholas? "Public Magic Web Communication Terminals" made by Mr. Egg when the production line was not running, and now they are waiting to be installed.

Rebecca stood beside Gawain, and the girl's face was full of pride, because she came up with the idea of ​​putting the magic obelisk on the tower - this was because she had no idea of ​​every magic obelisk in the territory. Continuous tracking and monitoring of the actual operation of the monument: "Placing the magic obelisk on a special 'tower' can effectively improve the stability and transmission range of signal transmission. Of course, this will also make it conspicuous and easy to change. It has become a living target for long-range magic attacks, so I set up a mana shield rune group in the tower - anyway, the magic obelisk has a lot of redundant energy, and it is more than enough to bring a set of shields."

"Is it just a set of shields?" Gao Wen tilted his head and glanced at the girl, "Why did I hear that you planned to bury a three-hundred-pound magic crystal bomb under the tower?"

"Uh... Didn't you say that you want to set up relay towers in the wilderness to ensure full coverage of any signal?" Rebecca scratched her head in embarrassment, "How dangerous is the wild, in case the enemy comes to destroy it? How to do……"

"This is an energy broadcasting tower and a signal relay tower, not a front-line bunker," Gawain tapped Rebecca's head, "it's sturdy enough, and you still expect a signal tower to kill 8,000 enemies during the war. what."

Rebecca smirked and tried to pass the level, but Gawain couldn't help touching his chin and fell into thought after teaching the child a lesson.

Rebecca's idea of ​​burying a bomb under the relay tower of the Magic Obelisk is indeed a bad idea. It is dangerous and not worth the loss, but her consideration is partly justified - this world is really not peaceful.

The wilderness of this world is full of dangers and dangers. Human beings are far from the light of civilization in the wilderness, and it is still an era of war. The self-protection ability of those relay towers set up outside major cities is really something to consider...

Self-destruction can't be done, but it seems to be possible to get an Austrian explosion...

Seeing that the old ancestor suddenly fell into a state of thought, Rebecca couldn't help but bravely stood on tiptoe and waved in front of Gawain: "Lord Ancestor, why do I think you are starting to agree with my words?"

"I'm just thinking about the defense of various field facilities..." Gawain pulled Rebecca's hand away and was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Amber running fast towards this side.

After Amber came to him, he asked curiously, "What happened?"

"Wright is back!" Amber gasped, "He seems to have experienced something... He has regained the Holy Light!"