The much-anticipated Reeves family motorcade drove out of the west gate of Breeze City.
The news that Annan Reeves will set out to explore the western coast has spread throughout Breeze City, and "The Fall of the Mage Tower" has also attracted attention.
Before setting off, he handed "The Fall of the Mage Tower" to Michael, Francois and Bronzebeard.
Breeze City gradually disappears into the depths of the forest, but it will not make people feel lonely and far away from civilization, because more than a dozen carriages and cavalry formed a nearly 100-meter-long convoy on the road.
The two master professionals in the team, the reckless Renault rode a thunder lizard war horse beside Annan's carriage, the scavenger centurion sat in the carriage in front, and the caster sat in the carriage behind. Private soldiers of the Laurence family
And the city lord's palace guards were surrounding it.
These people are more than capable of slaying dragons.
Speaking of dragon slaying... Annan hasn't tried what will happen if he casts two low-level summoning spells in succession. One summons the blue dragon and the other summons Della or Wood? Or will there be two rifts?
The distant snow-capped mountains outside the car window seemed to be walking with them. Farmers were harvesting crops in the golden wheat fields where scarecrows stood. Soldiers patrolling the field ridges to prevent rat-men from causing trouble, paying attention to this unusual convoy.
As we move further away from Breeze City, there are fewer and fewer buildings around, and the fields are replaced by increasingly dense and tall woods.
Annan's gaze fell deep into the passing woods.
This team should hold the Skaven back, preferably so, but Annan felt that the Skaven would not let him reach their territory.
It would make no sense for Augusta Olmedo to use territory as a inducement to get Annan to leave Breeze.
Annan invited the reckless Renault and the captain of the guard to come to the carriage and unfold the map brought from the city lord's palace.
It is about 900 miles from Breeze City to Glacier Bay. It takes a normal caravan about a week to travel, but it takes almost three days for them to arrive. There are no passes or basins where traps and ambushes can easily be set along the way.
The reckless Renault said that the rangers were twenty miles ahead of the convoy, and they could detect the traces of the rat men in advance.
As soon as he and the guard captain returned to their horses, chaos suddenly came from behind the team: a floating figure caught up with the team.
"Teacher Yirelanze?"
Annan recognized the figure, and after the accompanying mage cast a detection spell to confirm that there was no disguise or deception, he allowed her to enter the team.
Thank God, the elf mentor only rushed to Annan after returning to the carriage: "Boy, why didn't you take me with you?"
Annan was grabbed by the collar, and her intellectual and enthusiastic cheek was pressed against the tip of his nose.
"...I'm just going to take over the territory and will come back."
"Michael said you asked many people for help, but you didn't ask for help from me. Do you think I'm a problem?"
"...Because you have helped me so much, I am worried that it is not enough..."
"Don't worry, you have many ways to pay off, such as..." Annan felt the hand on the collar begin to pick up the buttons.
"I'm still young."
"I can teach you Transfiguration—"
"I mean age...you don't want to be captured by the elves again, do you?"
The elf mentor finally calmed down a bit and returned to his intellectual and knowledgeable appearance.
In any case, the appearance of the Elf Mentor made the team atmosphere more relaxed - because there was a third master professional in the team.
But Annan's worries are gradually increasing, because the team has not even encountered the rat men wandering around Breeze City so far, as if they are avoiding them.
How is this possible...
At dusk, the motorcade passed through a vast wheat field. This was Sunset Plains, the outermost farmland of Breeze City.
At this time, the scouts who were supposed to be in front rushed back and found traces of a large number of rat men.
Annan decisively asked the captain of the Guards to take over the team.
"Build defenses in place! Scouts are looking for rescue!"
Following the orders from Olmedo's cronies, the elongated convoy gathered around Annan's position and set up a defensive line.
And in the afterglow of the bloody sunset, the heavy wheat fields made strange ripples...
The first rat man emerged from the wheat field and was brought back into the wheat field by several arrows, but more rat men emerged from the wheat field and came like a tide.
The sound of arrows was quickly silenced by the screams of the rat people.
"Warrior on top!"
The soldiers approached the outer perimeter of the defense line and began to contact the rat men.
The mages and rangers focused on attacking the rat tide in the back row, creating fault lines to reduce the pressure on the front line. The occasional falling fireball exploded a cavity, but in an instant new ratmen swarmed in.
As night falls, illumination replaces the setting sun and illuminates this place where killing and death bloom.
Countless rat men died every minute. From dusk to late at night, the warriors' swings of swords and spears gradually became slower, but the tide of rats was still endless. The corpses began to pile up, and they were forced to shrink their front line.
And the rat-man professions haven’t appeared yet.
"This is simply a defensive war..." The captain of the Guards cursed and asked Annan for instructions: "Lord King of the North, we must light these wheat fields..."
"Just do it."
Otherwise, these wheat fields will also be polluted.
"Prepare fire arrows!"
The captain of the Guards ordered: "Let go!"
More than a dozen fire arrows arced across the field and landed on the wheat field behind the rat tide.
The flames spread rapidly, accompanied by burning outlines and screams, presenting a picture of hell.
The elf mentor was standing in front of the carriage, and a vast magic whirlpool surged, causing thick smoke and flames to bypass the team and accelerate toward the wheat fields and distant forests.
The flames make the sky burn a terrifying orange. The death of a large number of trees will attract druids, who may pursue trouble, but will save them first.
"Is the Scavenger Headquarters preparing a backup plan?" Annan asked the centurion who had not yet taken action.
"No, the rat people are more malicious towards Breeze City."
Annan thought he was bait, but he was not.
The ultimate goal of their attack on Levis and Annan is to capture Breeze City, which is the core of everything.
Countless rat men died tragically in the flames. The rat man elder who controlled the attack finally sent out a new rat man - a giant wild rat emerged from the flames. The flames did little damage to it, but its hair was ignited and violently messed up the surrounding area.
The scurrying rat men were crushed into a pulp and rushed towards the team.
But the nearly three-meter-high rat looked like a child in front of the ogre, and was easily dispatched by the ogre. Then, groups of rats appeared.
"Why are there so many ratmen hiding in the north..." Annan whispered.
And it's right under Breeze City's nose.
"Knight prepares!"
Amidst the roar of the captain of the guard, all the knights mounted their horses. The envoy knight handed the king's documents and the development order to Annan, and also joined the cavalry queue. With a hymn of courage, he turned into an arrow and slammed into the group of rats.
"We are not far from Breeze City, hold on until support arrives!"
The reckless Renault encouraged his tired men.
But at this moment, all the rat men suddenly stopped and began to retreat, as if they had given up on them.
The cavalry dragged their injured comrades back to the defense line, "Are we going to survive?" While they were still thinking this, Annan saw a figure stepping out of the flames.
The surrounding flames danced with the figure, joyfully, and those blue eyes were dotted among the blood and fire.