Rurik returned to the camp dejectedly. Looking at Rurik who was drinking silently, Amy didn't dare to talk to him for a moment - he had planned a celebration drink in Azov City this morning.
prepare.
Hezekiah also came back, with the same gloomy face. Apparently his situation was similar to Rurik's.
"How about we give up the storming of Azov City?" Amy hesitated for a long time before giving the suggestion, "According to His Majesty's plan, build a siege camp to surround Azov City, and be prepared for a long war, and wait until they run out of food.
Then go out and surrender?"
"Why do you say it like I lost? I'm not injured!" Rurik shouted, "I'm just not in good spirits today. Look at me taking Azov City tomorrow!"
When Rurik came back the next day, his armor had a few more holes.
"Strange thing!" Rurik was drinking, suddenly punched the table, and shouted loudly, "The magic on the other side is obviously stronger than yesterday!
Amy, who was listening on the sidelines, blurted out: "The magic that changes intensity every day? Is it the blessing of Artemis, the goddess of hunting? If so, then you should avoid the full moon and wait for the end or beginning of the month..."
Before she finished her sentence, Amy immediately shook her head: "No, Artemis's protection is only for women. That Dast is a man. It may be a similar protection in other magic systems."
.Since this is the case, you should be more careful and pay attention to the changes in the opponent's power... I still recommend avoiding the full moon for a few days."
"If you avoid these days, won't the King of Sweden arrive? By then I have only attacked for two days. Doesn't it seem that I am afraid of that Dast? I am not injured!" Rurik shouted, "Tomorrow,
I don’t believe that the opponent tomorrow will be even more powerful than today!”
Amy silently took the wine bottle from Rurik's hand. Rurik glared at her: "What are you doing?"
"Since the situation is not right, then don't drink. I'll make some nutritious vegetable soup for you to drink."
Rurik stood up suddenly, as if he was about to attack Amy. But seeing that there was no fear on Amy's face, he sat back silently: "Just vegetable soup...add some carrots."
,please."
On the third day, Rurik came back beaming.
"I suppressed the opponent!" He said, "Sure enough, I was just in bad shape the past few days!"
"But there is still no progress in the siege." Amy frowned and said, "How about we build the siege camp as originally planned and wait for His Majesty's army to arrive before making plans?"
"No problem!" Rurik patted his chest "bang bang", "I will definitely capture the city tomorrow!"
On the fourth day, Rurik dealt with Anna's arrows more easily, but because it still required a lot of energy, the siege still made little progress.
The siege lasted until the fifth day. While Rurik and Hezekiah continued to attack the city again and again, Amy still asked his men to build a rough siege camp.
Rurik sighed and returned to the camp. He suffered an injury, not caused by Anna, but scratched by a crossbow arrow flying from nowhere. In his own words, this was because of Das
Te's strength became very weak, and he was careless, so he received a cold arrow.
Fortunately, the arrow only missed him and caused only minor injuries.
After a while, Hezekiah returned in despair. Although Anna was not guarding the direction of his main attack, the combination of high walls and crossbowmen still caused him to lose many men.
Amy brought them cream soup made by herself.
After a mouthful of thick soup, Hezekiah took a breath and said, "Rurik, we shouldn't split up."
Rurik rolled his eyes at him: "What should we do?"
"We should deploy troops and horses in a unified manner and push the elite soldiers and generals in the direction of my main attack..."
Before Hezekiah finished speaking, Rurik shouted, "Why? It's enough to push your troops to the direction of my main attack!"
"Listen to me, you are an elf, and your existence itself is a huge threat to the city defense. Even if you only bring one or two hundred people with you, that Dast will have to come to the west gate to stop you. You can bring
A weak brigade pretended to attack the west gate and pinned down the opponent's defenders. Then I used my superior strength to storm the east gate and captured the city of Azov."
After a brief daze, Rurik nodded and took a sip of the soup.
"It's a pity that Hezekiah is not an elf-level person," Rurik said. "If we had two elf-level people, the success rate of this plan would be 100%!"
Amy smiled awkwardly: "Well, Your Majesty should be arriving soon. Just focus on guarding before she comes, and then discuss it after she comes, right?"
"No, just follow Hezekiah's plan and we will continue to attack the city tomorrow. Even without the second elf level, this plan has a success rate of more than 70%."
"There will just be more casualties," Hezekiah added.
"Yes," Rurik sighed, "With one less elf, there will be a lot more casualties."
"Um...I'm going to make another pot of soup."
Amy looked strange and left the camp in a hurry.
The moonlight was beautiful and the wind was gentle. But Amy's heart was tormented as if it had been thrown into a frying pan.
She knew that Rurik's words were correct. As long as there were two elves - as long as she was willing to take action, Azov City could be captured very quickly.
"Why didn't you stand up?"
Amy looked at her palms. She felt Aphrodite's magic power almost overflowing from her body, and Loki's fire slowly flowing under her palms.
She is perhaps the most powerful magician here, possessing both the elf-level protection of Aphrodite and the natural-level protection of Loki.
And... his power probably doesn't stop there.
She felt the blood flowing all over her body. She imagined a wound on her left index finger, put her index finger into her mouth, and licked the imaginary blood flowing out of the wound.
This is the blood left to her by her parents, and it has been flowing in her body since she was born.
She recalled swallowing the blood: she swallowed it once in Duke Otto's car formation. She swallowed it again in the parliament hall in Bremen. Although her consciousness was not very clear at those times.
, but the remaining memory fragments tell Amy that she was like a beast about to escape from its cage at that time.
"Does my blood also have some power? Just like Scipio and Carolingian?"
This sounds ridiculous. Her father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, grandfather, and grandmother are all just ordinary farmers. If she hadn't become Ella's maid, no one in her family would even learn magic.
"But maybe..." Amy held her hand, "I can become stronger than I am now?"
However, the moment this thought emerged, the faces of those who died because of her appeared in front of her. After the countless bloody faces, the terrifying voice of unknown origin sounded again.
: "Revenge, killing, destruction...accept me and conquer this whole world!"
Amy waved her hand and gave herself a slap to dissipate the surging dark emotions.
"What are you thinking about? I'm just a maid." She said to herself, "There is no need to do such annoying things."
Once Ella arrives, the situation of the battle will turn around immediately. And as a maid, there is no need for her to force herself to go to the battlefield.
"Speaking of which, the full moon will be tomorrow. Your Majesty will be here soon."
She looked up at the sky. The bright moonlight made the whole world seem peaceful and peaceful.