Why do these people always make appointments to do the same things together... Bah, it's so hard.
——4E, 201, Hearthfire Moon, 23rd, 22:35——
Tianji, Dugu City.
Ironbjorn is a powerful werewolf, but he has never been infected with "werewolf disease", nor has he received Hircine's "blessing". The ability of "werewolf transformation" is completely awakened by himself and belongs to his power.
Apart from turning into a werewolf uncontrollably on a full moon night, there is no risk of losing one's mind and other side effects.
In the mouths of those who have been "blessed" by Hircine, werewolves like him are called "wild werewolves", which are quite low-level things. However, in Ironbjorn, they killed the "bloated man" who they often gathered at.
After Cave knocked everyone down, those people no longer dared to call him that.
With the induction between werewolves, he knew very well that there was a group of werewolves in the comrades, but there was no benefit in exposing them. It would be very troublesome to push the comrades who had always turned a blind eye to the Dark Brotherhood to the enemy.
However, there is something more troublesome now. Astrid, his wife, the current leader of the Dark Brotherhood in Skyrim Province, has had a great loss of prestige due to the return of the Night Mother, and may soon become the "former leader"
Well, the successor should not be that crazy clown, but probably Gallus or the very active Jeanne Darc who joined the team not long ago.
However, with Astrid's personality, it was completely impossible for her to quietly admit defeat.
For example, Ironboyn and Astrid were childhood sweethearts who had known each other since they were children, and their parents had entered into a marriage contract. However, this was interrupted by the war between the Empire and Thalmor, and the two families were separated for that day.
After Ironbjorn awakened his werewolf blood, he thought he could not live a normal life. He went to Astrid and asked to break off the engagement, but was beaten violently. She declared, "Unless I give up myself, no one will."
You want to take what belongs to me!”.
As for the trivial matter of finding out each other is a werewolf/joining the Dark Brotherhood during a fight, there is no need to mention it.
Now, in order to compete with the [Night Mother] for influence, Astrid accepted the contract to assassinate the emperor. Although Ironboyn had doubts about this, he did not intend to persuade her to give up. As a husband, he would
It is an obligation to bring your wife what she wants.
With this thought in mind, Ironboyn, wearing a linen shirt, bare feet, and disheveled hair, looking exactly like a dockworker, walked into the dock at the port of Dugu City.
——22:48——
It's not that ship...this one isn't right either...
Einbjorn moves goods back and forth in the dock like a real dock worker. After all, this kind of manual work is usually done by temporary workers, and they are not allowed to board the ship at all, so the inspection of the workers at the dock is not careful at all.
, even though his physique is obviously much larger than those of temporary employees, no one pays attention to him.
Earlier today, a total of twenty-five battleships of the Imperial Royal Fleet arrived at the port of Dugu City. Each of these seven-story, four-masted galenic sailing ships would cause bursts of cheers from the onlookers at the dock, as if they
We have already seen the scene of this fleet sailing eastward boldly, blasting Windhelm City to pieces.
I have to say that they are too naive. This fleet is obviously used by the emperor to show strength to the wavering "centrists" in Skyrim Province. If they really go to fight with the Stormcloak fleet, both sides will lose, and the happiest people will be those
Thalmor.
What Einbjorn is looking for now are the ships that transport supplies. For a large fleet of ships, supply has always been a troublesome matter. Since the sailors are full, the temporary navy room stores ammunition, materials, and
All the cabins in the living supplies warehouse were occupied, so the combat effectiveness of one or two of the ships had to be given up and all the cabins were used to load supplies - which naturally included the emperor's expenses.
Since the emperor had just arrived, and there was a precedent for Toig being assassinated, even if the emperor himself dared to eat directly from Tianji, his royal guards would not agree, so they would definitely use the supplies on the ship in the first few days.
Once it comes, it's Astrid's opportunity.
[Garlingen] is the most poisonous and weirdest thing in Tamriel and even the world of Nirn. There is no problem with smelling it, and it has no effect if it touches a bleeding wound. The only thing it can't do is enter the mouth, taster
He will die before he has time to taste its taste, which is just like a prank played by the devil.
However, before the emperor eats, someone will definitely test the poison in advance. Such a ferocious poison will definitely be discovered. At this time, another thing needs to be used - nairn root.
This is a poisonous and slow-acting medicinal material that plays the role of "fighting fire with poison" in many alchemical treatment formulas. When it is mixed with galling root, a wonderful change will occur. Galling root will continue to absorb the poison.
Before all the toxicity of Engen is completely absorbed, its own toxicity will completely disappear.
This "delayed onset" can easily bypass the drug tester unless he tries half a day in advance.
"Found it..." Ironboyn's eyes swept across the waterline of one of the sailboats. While most ships became lighter as the sailors came ashore, it remained as steady as ever.
The werewolf bent down, pressed the small waterproof herbal bag in the hidden pocket, took a few steps back to hide in the shadow that could not be illuminated by the torch, and then quietly sank into the water.
——23:51——
Darkfall, Twilight.
It was a mess outside the city wall. Within a few hours, countless mechanical spiders, a large number of spherical guards, and even a few tall centurions were turned into scrap metal under the attack of the suddenly activated arrow towers, spear traps, and rotating blades. Even though
Occasionally, one or two lucky spherical guards would rush to the city wall gate under the cover of other machines, and they would be destroyed by the battering ram and the snow elves and adventurers guarding there.
At this time, the dwarf mechanical army retreated slightly to avoid the fire from the arrow towers on the city wall. The snow elves, who thought they had achieved a temporary victory, cheered hoarsely, but Art seemed worried.
Unlike his simple or stupid compatriots, he figured out the action patterns of those machines as early as about an hour after the battle started.
They have obviously received a "move" command directed toward the interior of the city, and these rigid machines can only have one solution - go to the city gate, break open the city gate, enter the city gate, and then be beaten to death by traps and guards.
But now, they have retreated. This is not a victory that those fools are cheering, it just means that their commander has finally appeared. That person or something else will adjust the attack plan based on the results of the current attack, and based on those
The city guards fighting on their own were simply unable to cope.
"Where are you..." Art controlled a heavy dwarf crossbow, squinting his eyes and using the sight to look for any distinctive individuals in the mechanical army besieging the city.
The commander most likely uses the same shape as other machines, but there is still a way to find it - although these metal heads will not actively look at the commander, because they do not have to send action instructions to other machines before acting, their
The overall operation must be faster than that of the commander - just kill all the guys who look stupid.
"Come out quickly..." Art said to himself.
"Are you looking for me?" The snow elf was tapped on the shoulder.
He turned around subconsciously and saw a fist quickly enlarging in front of his eyes.
boom!
After knocking Art unconscious, Ella shook his hand and shouted to the adventurers who were filing out of the tunnel beside him: "Attack freely! But remember to stay alive! Those guys who were controlled were in the same situation as you before!"
"Ha! I, Erik the Slayer, never know what it means to hold back!"
"Want me to leave your hand for you, rookie?"
"You can try it!"
"Marcurio, you better watch your mouth!"
"Mjoll the Lioness?"
"Ai Ling is gone. I'm very upset now. You'd better not mess with me!"
Although the Snow Elf Paladin's guess was quite correct, he obviously underestimated the methods of his compatriot. These adventurers who were imprisoned underground were previously controlled by [Blood Thistle], and their minds were muddled. Because the level was not deep enough, they could not be controlled.
When they went out to fight, they would attack anyone who came close to them. Ella and the others had to use attacks that would not leave scars to wake them up. Although the awakening effect was very successful, these people also temporarily lost their combat effectiveness and needed to be protected.
.
Rescued a large number of people, but caused serious losses in combat effectiveness. If this was planned by the opponent, it would be really terrible.
Ayla ignored the adventurers who were obviously out of strength and could only quarrel with each other for the time being. She controlled the dwarf crossbow to turn, and fired a string of arrows towards the arrow tower not far away that seemed to have noticed something was wrong and was turning around.
Rumble——
As the arrow tower collapsed, the movement here finally attracted the attention of other sections of the city wall. Many snow elves with their eyes opened to varying degrees rushed towards the adventurers from both sides of the city wall.
【Ice Storm】
Septim waved his hand casually, and two rotating clouds of ice and snow extended along the city wall to both sides. Those with low strength were frozen on the spot, while the guards who barely withstood the cold and rushed towards them were covered by a large wall without even seeing them clearly.
The shield directly took down the city wall, and was then subdued on the spot by adventurers who were temporarily unable to fight, but had no problem tying people up.
——23:59——
Dugu City, port dock.
"who are you?"
After finally successfully sneaking into the fleet cargo ship, Einbjorn met two people in the cabin where many royal supplies were piled. The young woman was wearing brown leather armor and had two swords on her waist. She looked heroic, but she always felt a little bit...
He looks like a hotel receptionist, and the other elderly man in a robe... may have fighting ability, but the library or research room may be more suitable for him.
"We are the shield of light, the blade of darkness, the guardians of the Septim Empire - the Blade Warriors!" the woman said with pride.
"Huh, okay." Ironboyn looked at the "Sharp-Eyed Eagle" flag hanging in the cabin, then looked at the woman, and backed out of the cabin before she became angry.
Now that the emperor was on guard, he had no choice but to give up this plan and discuss the next plan with Astrid. The werewolf crouched and quickly left the cargo ship.
But... weren't the Blades disbanded by the Emperor's order? Even if there are remaining members, they shouldn't be protected.
