The coastal defense line is blazing with fire. This is a wall of despair. No skeleton can stand through. The sound of ballistae firing, the sound of arrow rain, the sound of bugles on the sea, and the sound of crushing bones interweave a pleasant harvest note.
The powerful Nightingale turned on the overlooking mode, and the entire town of Nasaiyan was surrounded by a ring of fire. There were also raging fires in front of the trenches of the three city walls in the northwest and south, and the defenders on the walls were happily pouring fuel oil one barrel at a time.
Splashed into the ditch below the city.
Dali asked: "Sir, does our army have enough fuel?"
Perhaps it was because the situation was so good that Orles' tense nerves could not help but relax. He laughed: "More, there were monster siege incidents in various towns in the kingdom some time ago. Our town has reserved a lot of fuel, but fortunately
The Baron was trying to take precautions before it happened, so he didn't have a chance to use it. During this period, he had reserved another batch in order to deal with pirate attacks, which was enough to burn him for three days and three nights."
Three days and three nights, that’s nothing to worry about. It’s enough time to open a crematorium. Dali couldn’t help but give a thumbs up and praised: “It’s the mayor who has taken precautions and is far-sighted.”
"What a good plan for a rainy day, hahaha" Orlais couldn't help laughing loudly.
Suddenly - "Adult, be careful"
In the mist, a cold light struck the back of Orles's neck like a cold moon. Orles refused to avoid it and seemed to have been prepared for it. He turned around and swung out his long sword - when the swords collided, sparks appeared everywhere.
shoot.
The huge impact made Orlais' whole body stiffen, his arms numb, and he almost wanted to let go of the long sword. The enemy's strength was unprecedented in his life. He was eager to adjust his state and wait for the guards to rescue him, but this assassin would not give him this short time -
—Followed by another flash of cold light
Orlais, whose body was still stiff, had no time to protect himself. He watched helplessly as the knife slid towards his neck, and blood surged like a fountain.
——"Sir" The guards had already caught up, and the assassin's black shadow turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.
In the darkness, a misty voice came from far away: "The mayor who defeated Red Beard and instantly killed the Shadow Demon was nothing more than that. I was so scared that I never dared to take action. It's ridiculous..."
Dali was shocked and stunned. What happened just now was just a flash of lightning. He only saw a black figure waving two cold lights left and right and then disappeared before the guards surrounded him. No? Could this kind of stealth skill be another type of third-level thief?
Form, a ghost killer known for its stealth?
——"Military doctor, military doctor, please stop the bleeding."
Without thinking too much, he vigorously used the Great Holy Light to refresh his blood. He was shocked to find that Orlais's upper limit of life had plummeted, and he couldn't stop it no matter how much blood he added.
Orles's solid armor had been cut through by a sharp blade, and he gasped: "I knew a powerful assassin had been eyeing me for a long time...but I didn't expect...he would be so strong..." Then he said to the man who was supporting him:
"This is left to Baron Dali, you have to listen to him... um..."
——"Lord Mayor"
No? The mayor is dead?
——System prompt: The mayor of Nasaiyan, Orles, died in battle, which is the end of the regional event "Pirates' Revenge".
——System prompt: You have taken over the wartime command of Nasaiyan, and the regional event "Battle for Magic Gold" has started.
——Event prompt: Hand over the magic gold or repel the pirates.
Dali was stunned. Orles would actually die? He had known for a long time that a powerful assassin was targeting him? That is to say, when he went to find him about the long feather arrow that day, he found that he was surrounded by guards.
Did she give birth? Or was it earlier that the guards in the town gave birth? What was he trying to say to himself at that time but couldn't say anything? Was it because his life was threatened and he wanted to ask for help but was unable to speak out?
Damn it, won’t Orles lose his backer in Naseyan Town if he exposes himself? You’ve suffered a huge loss. What’s not to say? The labor and management are hiring two bodyguards for you from the venture capital company.
Ah, I regretted it for a moment.
At this moment, a green tracer bullet roared through the foggy night sky.
One of the guards said: "Lord Baron, this is the attack signal from the pirates. Please give me your instructions."
Instructions? My instructions? Ah, yes, I have taken over the command of the war zone now, but haven’t the attacks already begun? What other attack signals do they have? Is it a report that they succeeded in assassinating the mayor?
Dali had no choice but to give the order: "Give me the order and give me a severe beating. Take out all the oil from the warehouse and give me a severe beating."
The guard couldn't help but be stunned, then turned around and raised the torch and waved it. He looked so powerful that he couldn't understand it. But no matter what, his first order should be regarded as issued.
A long and distant sound of horns came from the sea, and the fog became thicker at this time. The skeleton army stopped outside the wall of fire and stagnated. Why don't you charge? As promised, it's an attack signal?
——Plop, plop, one drop, two drops, is this rain?
Yes, the rain is really a mess. The pirates will do whatever they want and say they don’t want to play like this.
——In an instant, heavy rain poured down. Under the pouring rain, Dali felt that it was extremely difficult to breathe. The wall of fire that Dali had used as the last barrier was extinguished in an instant, and the skeleton army began to advance like a green grassland.
——"Report to the enemy at the northern wall to summon a pile of bones to begin the siege"
——"Report to the enemy at the south wall to summon a pile of bones to begin the siege"
We are besieged from all sides and are overwhelmed. We can't hold it, we can't hold it. In order to save Fiona Fashir and the others, we can only hand over the magic gold in our hands. I don't believe that the pirates have collected the magic gold and want to kill them all. This is blatantly contradicting the elves.
The kingdom has fallen out of favor. No, no, no, the mayor has been killed. It has fallen out of favor. With the ferocity of the pirates, they will never stop doing it? No, no, no, the event prompt said, hand over the magic gold or attack
Repelling the pirates, does it mean that handing over the magic gold is still reliable? No, no, no, the magic gold is a real artifact, how can it be given up so easily? It has been fighting for half an hour now. If you persist for a while, reinforcements may come.
While Dali was struggling and anxious, a voice came to his ear: "I am Jessica. I am using the servant demon to send you a message now. I have seen what happened just now. You command all the troops to gather around my house, otherwise you will accidentally hurt me."
Ignore it, and at the same time send the town’s fleet to charge towards the ghost fleet, and don’t let the wizards on the ghost ship interfere with my spellcasting.”
Like a drowning man grasping a straw, the helpless and helpless Dali felt that he had a backbone in an instant. He no longer struggled with whether to send the magic gold or not, and immediately raised his throat and obeyed: "The messenger sent the order, the fleet attacked the ghost fleet.
The whole army retreats, all shrinks to the house where the accident happened just now."
A man who looked like an adjutant said in shock: "Sir, the ghost fleet ignores physical attacks. If our fleet rushes forward, we will die. And if we retreat to that place, there is no danger for us to defend it."
Dali said anxiously: "This is a sacrifice that must be made. And do you think we can still defend it like this? Believe me - give me the order to the whole army, especially the militia."
As an NPC soldier, the adjutant had nothing to say. He could only wave his hand. Three flares pierced the night sky, and the horn of charge came from the fleet on the sea.